Zhou Jun sighed when he thought of this.
Chamberlains are a group of people with broken bodies and no stable life. They serve the emperor's concubines as family members, but when they grow old, they are treated like discarded objects.
It's no wonder that among the eunuchs, some are greedy for money and some are greedy for power. After all, the risk factor of this profession is too high, and there is really no sense of security at all.
In his previous life, Zhou Jun could not say whether he liked or disliked eunuchs, but after coming to the Tang Dynasty, he saw some different things, which gradually made him change his mind.
After thinking about this randomly, Zhou Jun began to plan for the next thing.
Yin Darong is moving into a separate garden. From Pang Gong's words, it seems that Yin Darong has a theater troupe, which may be quite large.
With so many people pouring in at once, Zhou Jun needed to think about what he needed to prepare and what he needed to pay attention to.
Just like that, he was thinking as he walked, and when he reached the archway of the outer garden, he happened to see Qu Sanweng and his wife from the Fan family coming back.
When the three of them saw Zhou Jun, they walked over quickly and saluted.
Zhou Jun asked Qu Sanweng, "How? Has the location of the oil press been decided?"
Qu Sanweng: "It's decided, we'll go three miles east from here, past the shallow lake stack, and on the bank of the Bahe River in Huanxi."
Zhou Jun asked again: "Are there any materials for wood and stone to build the square?"
Qu Sanweng: "The wood is not difficult and can be found nearby. As for the stone, I plan to use the fire clay to replace the earth and stone. This will be much more convenient."
Zhou Jun nodded and said, "Yes."
Qu Sanweng added: "I just discussed with Master Fan that the construction of the oil pressing mill can be divided into two phases."
Zhou Jun asked doubtfully: "Two issues?"
Aunt Gongsun took over and said: "Erlang, this oil pressing mill has manpower and water power. Although water power is convenient, setting up the water tanker requires customized pipe fittings and digging a pond to divert the water. Not only does it cost a lot of time, but it also costs a lot.
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"I have also made some calculations with others. It is better to use manpower first and then water power. In this way, the construction time of the mill will be short and the first batch of oil can be squeezed out as soon as possible."
Zhou Jun nodded and said: "This is a good idea. How long will it take to build the oil pressing mill?"
Qu Sanweng: "If it were a manual oil press and fire clay was used, it would only take a month to build it."
Zhou Jun was a little surprised: "So fast?"
Aunt Gongsun: "The oil press is very clever and ready-made. I brought it with me from Duckweed House."
"Stir-frying, grinding and steaming can all be done outdoors. There is no need to build a separate place for the time being. Only the two processes of pressing and pressing require a workshop."
"Bachuan has enough wood, fire clay is also a rare item, and there are many helpers. Starting from one month, one oil mill is enough."
Zhou Jun was relieved when he heard that the oil pressing mill could be completed and started operating within a month.
There are dozens of people in Bachuan Villa, and they have two meals, lunch and dinner. The amount of bean oil consumed is simply astonishing.
Zhou Jun asked Qu Chaoyi, the second son of the Qu family, to take the money to the drugstore to buy bean oil. Every time he made a purchase, he emptied the drugstore's inventory.
The medicinal effect of bean oil is to moisten the intestines. In layman's terms, it is a laxative. Ordinary people would not buy so much if they have nothing to do.
Therefore, every time he entered the drugstore, Qu Chaoyi asked for them all, which shocked the shopkeeper and the clerk in the store.
Unknowingly, when the store saw him buying so much bean oil at one time, he thought he was going to take it back to be tortured.
But if you abandon the drug store and go directly to the oil press shop in Chang'an City to order, bean oil is classified as a medicinal material and needs to be registered and kept, which is also troublesome.
Therefore, if Bachuan Villa really builds an oil pressing mill, it will definitely save a lot of effort in cooking in the future.
After chatting with Qu Sanweng and the Fan family about the oil press for a while, Zhou Jun returned to his private room.
He sat at his desk and took stock of the things at hand.
The Qu family's slave contract has been established, the Fan family has been settled properly, the accounts have just been handed in, the oil pressing mill is under construction, and it will take some time for Yin Darong to move into Bachuan.
From the looks of it, I have some free time.
Zhou Jun remembered Zhou Dinghai's words before leaving, and planned to pack his luggage, go back to his home in Chang'an today to spend time with his parents, and then come back at noon tomorrow.
Zhou Jun informed Hua Yue of his decision, and the latter asked, "Do I want to go back with you?"
Recalling Zhou Dinghai's comment about "leaning on a pretty girl to be flattered, speaking without meaning", Zhou Jun shook his head and said: "You should stay in Bachuan. There are many people and there will be someone to take care of you. I will be back tomorrow."
Hua Yue thought about it and agreed.
After packing his luggage, Zhou Jun first came to Zhongyuan, found Yuping in the courtyard, and told her his plan to go home.
Yuping said that Pang Gong was still sleeping soundly, but there was nothing important to do in the garden. If Zhou Jun only went back for one day, there would be nothing wrong with him, so he should go back first.
After leaving the gate of Bieyuan, Zhou Jun got on his horse, looked at the sun, and rode quickly towards Chang'an City, finally getting home before the curfew.
When Luo Sanniang saw Zhou Jun, she was overjoyed and quickly ordered her servants to prepare meals.
She grabbed her son and kept asking about the situation in Bachuan.
Zhou Jun told her some recent events. As the two of them talked, the sky outside the house gradually darkened.
Zhou Dinghai finished his business outside and entered the house at this time. When he saw Zhou Jun coming back, although his face was normal, he couldn't help being happy in his heart.
The family of three sat together and had a pleasant dinner.
After dinner, Zhou Jun stayed in the hall to talk to his parents.
Just listen to Luo Sanniang say: "Today I told the matchmaker that the He family next door runs a dyeing shop. The mother in the family is beautiful and knows etiquette, and she is also a kind person."
Zhou Jun was eating tea when he heard his mother suddenly mention these things. He knew that it was useless to refuse, so he just smiled bitterly.
Zhou Dinghai listened on the sidelines and said categorically: "No, then the He family is just the owner of a dyeing shop. The men in the family can't read a basket of Chinese characters. They usually have to have others do it for them when writing letters. How about this little girl?
Can you enter my Zhou family?"
When Zhou Jun heard what he said, he was stunned for a moment, and then thought, the Zhou family has been making a living for generations, just like slaves. In terms of social status, it seems that they are not qualified to look down on others, right?
Zhou Dinghai added: "Jun'er has now become a prostitute in Pang Gong's house, and is highly appreciated by his employer. His future prospects are immeasurable. I dare not say that he will find an official family, but he should be from a scholarly family."
Zhou Jun secretly rolled his eyes.
Zhou Dinghai is putting steamed buns on a steamer - his ego is inflated.
It's just that I'm working in a wealthy family, and now I haven't even finished working for a month. Looking at the attitude of my father Zhou Dinghai, it seems that his son is already the general manager of the family.
At this time, Zhou Jun felt that he had to stand up and persuade his parents: "Let the child say something. Hengcai won the favor of Pang Gong and took over the errand of Pang Mansion's shogun."
"Now that I have been employed for less than a month, everything is complicated and difficult to handle. I am afraid that I will make mistakes while busy and make my employer angry."
"Hengcai doesn't know how long Muya can do this job."
"If Hengcai makes a mistake and is fired, wouldn't he be wronged by another girl?"
Zhou Dinghai waved his hand and said: "Pang Gong has great trust in you. As a father, he sees everything. Jun'er is relieved. As long as you don't make any big mistakes, you will not be fired for being such a trickster."
"Pang Gong is a third-grade Shangguan. He was the famous person next to the saint in the past. He is the most valued Mu Ya in his family. He is looking for a girl from a scholarly family. The matchmaker is marrying him. What's wrong with that?"
Zhou Jun shook his head and sighed secretly.
Ganqing said so much, but my father didn't listen to a word.
This chapter has been completed!