"Is this the briquettes and briquette stoves that have become popular throughout the capital recently?"
In a small kitchen somewhere in Guanyi, Lin Ruhai looked at the portable briquette stove in front of him and the briquettes piled aside, his eyes full of curiosity.
Senior officials like Lin Ruhai can live in separate courtyards in Guanyi.
Even if there is no small courtyard, there is still a separate small kitchen.
"Exactly, it's very convenient to use!"
Old Butler Lin operated it with his own hands, not forgetting to explain it, and finally said: "This thing is very convenient to use, and it is very fashionable in the whole capital right now!"
"I heard that it is used in the palace!"
"Which trading house has so much energy that it can bring this thing into the palace?"
Lin Ruhai was a little surprised. He knew that there were many capable people in the capital, but he just didn't know who was the capable person who caused the current situation.
"I'm just kidding, it's made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs' own workshop!"
Old Butler Lin exclaimed: "In order to make more briquette stoves and briquettes, almost all the refugees and beggars in the city, as well as many refugees outside the city, have been dragged to work. We can have a good year this year!"
"What?"
Lin Ruhai said in surprise: "Are you saying that the refugees and beggars in the city are all recruited to work in the workshops of the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
I don't know why, but my heart suddenly relaxed, and I felt a slight sense of lightness.
"Of course!"
Old Butler Lin pointed to the two briquette stoves in the small kitchen and explained: "A stove like this, if used sparingly, will require at least four briquettes a day!"
"I heard that the workshops of the Ministry of Internal Affairs sold at least 20,000 briquette stoves, and consumed at least 80,000 briquettes that day!"
"Eighty thousand briquettes, it takes a lot of manpower to make them!"
"According to rumors in the market, the carbon dioxide dug out from the coal mine requires manpower to be completely crushed!"
"Pulverized coal, mixed with some yellow mud, and then made into briquettes using a coal making machine, which one does not require a lot of manpower?"
Lin Ruhai nodded and said with a smile: "This time, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has done something good!"
"really!"
Old Butler Lin smiled and said: "Although the wages are not high, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can easily get through this winter!"
"With such a good business, why don't other forces participate?"
"How to join in?"
Old Butler Lin shook his head and said: "Most of the coal mines in the entire capital are in the hands of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!"
"If there is no coal mine to dig out enough carbon, there will be no way to make a sufficient amount of briquettes. To put it bluntly, this business is still won by quantity!"
Lin Ruhai's mind was filled with lightning and thunder, and he reacted instantly. The matter in Jin Province was instantly sorted out by him.
No wonder those nobles took over all the large and medium-sized coal mines in Jin Province. It turned out to be like this.
"Is it possible that there is no action on your part?"
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin Ruhai asked subconsciously: "For example, also start making briquette stoves?"
"Nope!"
Old Butler Lin shook his head and said: "On the contrary, it was those powerful civil servants who wanted to join in with great fanfare, but in the end they were suppressed and unable to step down!"
After hearing this, what else doesn't Lin Ruhai understand?
It is obvious that the Xungui Group has joined forces to control Jin Province, a major coal province.
Maybe the previous ruthless move to clean up Jin Province was done by them in private.
Otherwise, how could it be possible that most of the coal mines in Jin Province are now in the hands of the Xungui Group?
Of course, the Ministry of Internal Affairs first came up with briquette stoves and briquettes, and it should have reached a tacit agreement with the Xungui Group.
"Sir, this briquette is a good thing. It is much cheaper than burning charcoal fire, and there is no smoke!"
"The price on the market is also cheap, you can buy two for one penny!"
"With this thing, the small kitchen will be able to prepare hot water and hot rice at any time, without the hassle of lighting a fire and burning firewood!"
Old Butler Lin opened his mouth with a smile, but did not notice the abnormality in Lin Ruhai's expression.
"Of course, whether it's making briquette stoves or briquettes, it's a good business, but it's a pity that we don't have coal mines!"
"Actually, according to me, if this industry develops, it will definitely be a good thing. It can give poor people a way to make money!"
While Lin Ruhai and the old housekeeper Lin were studying and pondering the briquette stoves and briquette briquettes that had recently become popular in the capital in Guanyi, Jia Min and her two children's experience in Rong Mansion was not very pleasant.
Not long after Lin Ruhai left Guanyi in the morning, Jia Min rushed to Ningrong Street in several carriages with a pair of children and gifts for her parents' family.
When she arrived at the place and looked at the familiar street scene, Jia Min felt quite uneasy.
It has been more than ten years since I have seen my family, and now I am so timid about getting close to home.
Ningrong Street seems to be more prosperous, but not as noisy as the commercial street.
How did she know that the Ningfu has designated a block on Ningrong Street as a centralized residence for traders, and the Ningfu provides security and order maintenance.
Slowly, that area formed a bustling street market.
However, this market specifically serves the Ningrong and Rongfus, so it is naturally different from the noisy and noisy commercial streets.
On the street, from time to time the strong son of the Ning family would patrol back and forth.
This is also one of the measures taken by the Ningfu. No matter how it is done, it gives Ningrong Street a better safety environment.
When he saw Jia Min and his group of vehicles, he didn't step forward to check, but just took a look from a distance.
When the motorcade arrived outside the gate of Rongfu, the disciples of Rongfu came forward to ask.
In our room, there were more than a dozen doormen who were well-dressed and looked very impressive. Those who didn't know it thought they were rich landlords somewhere.
The motorcade stopped, and a steward came along to hand over a greeting card.
When the disciples of the Rong Mansion saw that it was their aunt who had been married for many years and returned to her parents' home, they naturally did not dare to neglect and immediately reported the incident to the backyard.
Soon, the entire Rong Mansion was boiling.
The first person to go out to greet him was Lai Da, the chief steward of the mansion.
Jia Min said a few words to him through the car curtain, and slowly her mood returned to calm.
After a while, the side door of Rong Mansion opened wide, and a group of women and servants greeted Jia Min and his entourage.
"Mother, is this my grandmother's house?"
Lin Daiyu, who was more than five years old, was sitting in the carriage carriage where Jia Min was riding, carefully looking at the scene outside, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Yes, this is your grandmother's house!"
Jia Min held her two-year-old son in one hand and gently stroked Lin Daiyu's head with the other: "When you see grandma later, you must be polite!"
Lin Daiyu nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Mother, my grandma's mansion is so big. I haven't even reached the second gate after walking for so long!"
Jia Min chuckled at the corner of her mouth and said leisurely: "This is the palace of the Duke, and the regulations are much greater than the Yangzhou Salt Patrol Censor's Yamen..."