Chapter 0719 Zhang's younger sister first appeared
The Commander-in-Chief of the Self-Protection Qiang established his headquarters in Pingxiang. Last year, the five wool spinning workshops that won the quota of wool spinning workshops all located their workshops in Pingxiang almost at the same time.
It's just that in the plan of the Colonel Protecting Qiang, all workshops must be built outside the city.
There is only one exception.
That is Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau.
Today, the craftsmen who make high-tube waterwheels for Pingxiang are all under the name of Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau. At the same time, Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau is also responsible for the task of making spinning wheel and looms for the five major workshops.
Even during the intense preparations of the five major workshops, it also formulated industry standards for all workshops.
As the sun was about to set, Amei came out of the Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau. A group of Nanxiang Academy students behind her saluted her: "Best farewell, sir."
Amei nodded slightly.
A carriage stopped not far away, and several maids with knives were surrounding it.
Amei got on the carriage, and the carriage wheels began to turn.
No one thought anything was wrong.
Because at this time, Amei's identity is the chief engineer of Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau, a real chief engineer, not a maid or something like that.
Compared to mid-career engineers like Wen Shi from the engineering camp, she is even more valuable.
It was just that Chief Engineer Mei returned to the Qiang Guarding Office in the center of Pingxiang City and became a careful concubine of the Feng family.
"I've met Nujun, I've met Miss Zhang."
When Amei returned to the house, the first thing she did was to pay her respects to the Feng family's mistress.
Guan Ji was half-lying on the soft couch. Next to her was Zhang Xingyi, who was lying on the low table and writing and drawing with a pen.
"Come and sit."
With a gentle smile on her face, Guan Ji pointed to the soft chair that had been prepared in front of her.
"Thank you, Nujun."
Amei walked over, gathered up her skirt and sat down.
"How's it going at the workshop?"
"Back to Nujun, the manufacturing bureau has made a batch of rulers according to Nanxiang's standards. There are copper, wood, and tape rulers. They have been sent to the stewards of the five workshops."
"And inform them that all pieces of cloth and wool in the future must be measured according to these standards and cannot be changed without authorization."
When Guan Ji heard this, she nodded with satisfaction, "Remind me tomorrow, and I will formalize this rule in the name of the Colonel Protecting Qiang."
"If anyone dares to change it without authorization in the future, the wool supply will be reduced at the least, and the workshop quota will be cancelled."
Amei quickly responded.
"There is news from Alang, saying that Banshi has been defeated. A lot of labor, cattle, sheep and horses have been captured this time, and Pingxiang's income will be more generous by then."
"If you have any other needs over there, take this opportunity to tell me."
Guan Ji was quite satisfied with this docile and obedient maid.
Ping Xiang's various data were sorted out clearly by her.
Not to mention that she is also responsible for supervising the manufacturing of various appliances in Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau.
He is Alang and his right-hand man.
"The man is coming back?"
When Amei heard this, her face lit up with joy.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi, who had been immersed in writing next to him, suddenly made a sound, then turned his face slightly and squinted at Amei.
Amei's face turned red and she lowered her head.
Guan Ji reached out to slap Zhang Xingyi on the back of the head with dissatisfaction, "What are you doing weird?"
Zhang Xingyi rubbed the back of his head angrily, not daring to bare his teeth at Guan Ji, and even had to explain: "Sister, I remembered something."
"What's the matter?"
"By the way, you have taken a lot of beeswax from me since last year. Since the Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau was built, it has been even more."
"Every bit of beeswax produced in my bee farm is taken away by you before it can be warmed up."
Having said this, Zhang Xingyi glanced at Amei sideways again, "Mrs. Mei, you have to give me an explanation for this, right?"
Amei glanced at Zhang Xingyi, then at Guan Ji, shrank her body, and squeaked twice, but she didn't say anything clearly.
"Oh, you woman, what's wrong with you burning some beeswax? It's not for nothing! Besides, when Amei uses it, it's on Alang's order."
Guan Ji, however, protected Amei, poked Zhang Xingyi's forehead with her finger, and said angrily, "My family can tell the difference so clearly!"
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, she immediately turned her head and asked through gritted teeth: "Sister, are you serious about what you said?"
Guan Ji leaned over with a smile and hugged her, "Don't you always call me sister? We are originally a family!"
Zhang Xingyi wanted to say angrily, "That's not what I'm talking about," but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to say it.
However, the mention of the bee farm reminded Zhang Xingyi of something.
She broke away from Guan Ji's arms, flipped through the documents on the low table, and frowned, "I remember didn't the second mother of the Xu family say that there might be a locust plague in Longyou this year?"
She raised her head, looked at Amei, and patted the documents in her hand, "But no one seems to have noticed this among the documents sent these days?"
"This is the time when the young locusts have emerged from the ground and have not yet taken flight. From tomorrow on, you will instruct the Secretariat to pay attention to this news."
Amei looked at Guan Ji, who nodded slightly.
Only then did Amei agree.
Zhang Xingyi noticed the little moves between Guan Ji and Amei and curled his lips.
"Okay, you've been tired for a long day. I've asked the kitchen to prepare food for you. Go down and have a good rest."
Guan Ji motioned to Amei.
Amei stood up, bowed again, and then turned around and went out.
After her figure disappeared, Guan Ji turned to look at Zhang Xingyi.
I saw her lowering her head and turning the paper with a clattering sound.
"What's wrong? Are you angry?"
Guan Ji touched her head lovingly.
Zhang Xingyi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "My sister is the wife of a prince. She is dealing with affairs with the concubines in the house. How can I interrupt?"
"That means you are really angry." Guan Ji smiled, reached over and poured her a glass of wine with her own hands, "You are just greedy!"
"Why didn't you tell me why I didn't ask Li Mu to help, but asked you to come and help instead? Have you ever thought about the reason?"
Guan Ji said, pushing the ear cup over, "Here, drink."
Zhang Xingyi picked up the ear cup, took a sip, and then squinted his eyes, seeming to enjoy the taste.
"That's strange. Normally you hate other people drinking, but you like this fruit wine so much."
When Guan Ji saw her like this, the loving expression appeared on her face again.
Zhang Xingyi smacked his lips, "I don't want people to eat too much ice cheese, so I can only drink this to enjoy it. Besides, this tastes sweet and is not intoxicating, so it's okay."
She hates people getting drunk, but she doesn't object to this kind of sweet fruit wine that only has a slight taste of alcohol.
"I'm afraid it's not just for this reason?"
Guan Ji said with a pun.
Zhang Xingyi blushed and pretended not to hear.
This fruit wine was delivered by Dongfeng Express a few days ago.
I heard that it was that guy who asked the people at the South Road Brewery to use the fruit to brew a sweet soup drink with an alcoholic flavor according to the method of brewing mead.
This kind of fruit wine is rare in quantity, and since it was sent to Longyou from Nanzhong, it is even more precious.
Originally, Feng Junhou saw that his wife liked to eat sweet food, so he specially asked someone to brew it.
Unexpectedly, Guan Ji was pregnant and could not eat anything that smelled of alcohol.
So naturally it was left to the Zhang family's young lady to enjoy it exclusively.
"Aren't you angry anymore?"
Guan Ji pinched Zhang Xingyi's face.
"My little sister is not angry at all."
Zhang Xingyi smiled.
"You're still lying. Looking at your appearance just now, I'm afraid you want to tear up these papers."
Guan Ji cooed and gestured to the documents on the table.
"No." Zhang Xingyi shook her head. She was not a woman who couldn't tell the difference between importance and importance.
Now all affairs in Pingxiang and the army are entrusted to Zhang Yi.
However, the matter of governing the people is handled by Hu Qiang in a related manner, but the actual handler behind the scenes is himself.
Sister's doing this is already a huge concession. If she wants to make trouble again, she is being ignorant.
The reason why he did that just now was just to show his presence.
Zhang Xingyi said he was not angry, so of course he was not angry.
Her mind quickly turned to business again, "I just saw the statistics sent by the Secretariat mentioning the wool supply of the workshop at the end of this year."
"What? What's the problem?"
Guan Ji asked with concern.
"The problem is huge. There is not enough wool at all." Zhang Xingyi shook his head and counted on his fingers, "Pingxiang will have to reclaim land again this year, open up pastures, and raise sheep at the same time."
"Now Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau and Nanxiang are producing looms. Also, during the Northern Expedition, a lot of labor was obtained, and Li Mu is training weavers and handymen in the workshop."
"So, based on this calculation, by the end of the year, this workshop will basically be able to start work. But Longyou has just experienced the war, so it would be good to resume farming in the first year."
"The wool that can be harvested this year is not much. If we hand over some of it to the court, if we divide it among these five workshops, I'm afraid it will be a little short."
Guan Ji couldn't help but smile when she saw her serious consideration.
"I didn't expect it to be in place all at once. Let's start this year to give them hope. Next year, or even the year after, we can gradually increase the supply of wool."
As the owner of the largest livestock ranch in the world, Guanda, the landlady and rancher's wife, knows a lot about ranching.
The cycle of raising a sheep is approximately one year.
Ewes give birth to lambs after five months of pregnancy, plus three months of carrying lambs, which means they can give birth to lambs three times in two years.
Coupled with the construction of the pasture, in two years, the current workshop size will be almost able to be supplied normally.
Of course, these five wool spinning workshops are not too big, and there is no way to compare them with the workshops in Nanxiang.
But this is because it is limited by the supply of wool. It will be possible to expand further in a few years. How to expand and how to pay for food will be discussed at that time... we will talk about it then.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi had other ideas.
"Sister, this time that guy robbed so many sheep from other people's homes, why should he use them? Otherwise, wouldn't it be too wasteful?"
Zhang Xingyi wrung her fingers, which was a sign of her thinking about the problem.
At the same time, there was a dangerous light in his eyes, "If there is not enough wool, it is because there are not enough sheep. If there are not enough sheep, it is because there is not enough pasture."
"Now we have to farm, divide pastures, and provide food to the barbarians. The money and food we spend is like running water. This burden is really too heavy."
"We have to do everything, so this delays the progress. Since those companies are anxious to get wool, why don't we let them help?"
Although Guan Ji knew that she was always good at making plans, she was a little confused when she heard these words.
"We sold this wool to them, not to mention that planning the pasture is part of the duty of the Qiang Protector."
"If we allow them to intervene in this kind of thing, wouldn't it mean that we are giving them authority? How will they be willing to pay for wool then?"
"Borrow it!" Zhang Xingyi ignored Guan Ji's worries, and saw her Bai Shengsheng's little hands clasped together, "Borrow them for money, food, and people!"
Guan Ji thought this little girl was confused: "Who is still willing to borrow it now?"
Just relying on my husband's reputation as a wealthy family in central Sichuan...
It doesn’t mean you can’t borrow, but without enough benefits, who will borrow? Who dares to borrow?
Zhang Xingyi said with a smile: "As long as it is related to their interests, they will naturally be willing to borrow it."
"How to say?"
Seeing that she really seemed to have a solution, Guan Ji asked quickly.
"Sister, this is what I think. We have planned the pastures and divided the tribes. Then we will divide these pastures again and let each of the five families receive a piece of pasture."
"At that time, the wool produced on this grassland will be given to his family first, except for the wool that needs to be handed over to the court."
Upon hearing this, Guan Ji flatly refused: "No. Caochang and those barbarian tribes are already under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. How can they be divided among those people?"
"Oh, sister, please listen to me first!" Zhang Xingyi said coquettishly and dissatisfied.
"Okay, you speak first."
"Who said these pastures and tribes are under their control? Of course they are still under the control of the imperial court! It's just that the wool produced is given priority to the family that is willing to help open the pastures."
Guan Ji finally got the clue and asked, "What do you mean? Tell me clearly!"
"Sister, look, the money, food, and manpower required to open a pasture are very expensive. If they were willing to help, the pasture could be built sooner."
"In this case, they will benefit earlier. The money they invested can be converted into wool later. In fact, they will use the money collected from wool to build pastures in advance."
"Hello, hello, hello, everyone, why wouldn't they be willing? Look at Yuexun's ranch, isn't there a wealthy family involved in it? They can send out accountants to check the incoming and outgoing of money and food."
"The same goes for the pasture. As long as the wool produced by the pasture has not exhausted their money and food, they can buy wool from this pasture first."
When Guan Ji heard this explanation, she looked at Zhang Xingyi in surprise. This woman really has a wonderful idea!
"When the wool produced by the pastures is different, will it make them feel unbalanced?"
Guan Ji thought for a moment and asked another question.
"Don't be afraid." Zhang Xingyi's face was full of confidence, "We just mark out the pasture and let them choose. Then it will depend on each family's ability."
"If you have poor vision, you can't blame others for having good vision. If two families are interested in the same piece of grassland at the same time, the one with the highest price will get it."
When Guan Ji heard this, she took a deep breath.
Little sister of the Zhang family, you are indeed very evil!
It's not enough to use other people's money to build your own pasture, but you also think of ways to provoke competition from them and make them spend more money.
This level of blackness is almost the same as that of my own Alang!
"This is a good idea!" Mistress of the Feng family praised it full of praise, "You can sketch the book and let someone pass it on to A Lang to see what he decides."
“This is a great idea!”
Only then did Feng Junhou, who was escorting the loot through the Zhipi Road in Nan'an County, received a letter from Ping Xiang. Although he was far away, he could actually say the same words as his mother-in-law.
“This is simply a commercial housing pre-sale model!”
Feng Tuchel was extremely shocked, "The brain of the little girl from the Zhang family is simply amazing!"
Then I thought that the method of selling workshop quotas was also thought up by Zhuge Laoyao.
As a result, Longyou's wool spinning workshop is on track at least one year ahead of schedule.
This top-notch person is really top-notch in any era...
