Chapter 1240 There is not much more of him, so just give it to the emperor
Chapter 1240: One more person is not enough, so I might as well give His Majesty the Emperor a copy (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi came here and started chatting with the steward Cheng Wen.
The name of the manager, Cheng Wen, seems to be literate, but in fact, he still looks like a fat, strong, thick-browed, angry-looking Cheng family member.
After seeing the Third Young Master, Cheng Wen gave Cheng Chubi a detailed introduction to the current progress.
"I'm afraid it will take a few days for the big wok we ordered to arrive. In addition, we are also building the baking room you mentioned, Third Young Master, right over there."
"We use rammed earth walls to avoid accidents when the charcoal fire is baking."
"And over there is the house where our people live temporarily..."
"Well, very good. By the way, you must remember that when you live here, there must be a fire indoors. Otherwise, long-term excessive humidity will not only be bad for the appliances, but also bad for the body."
"When the coal from Changning Prefecture arrives, we can turn on the stove in the house to avoid being smoked."
"Thank you, Third Young Master, for your understanding. We have ordered a batch of stoves in Luzhou and they will be delivered in a few days."
Cheng Chubi and Fang Jun were wandering around here, inspecting the tea factory of the old Cheng family.
From time to time, I would talk to Cheng Wen about what areas needed improvement and what areas needed to be improved.
In particular, tea-making factories and warehouses for storing tea are best built on high ground to avoid flooding.
"I have already asked them to build brick kilns. Looking back, the factories and warehouses are all built with bricks and stones, not wood."
Although wooden houses are warm in winter and cool in summer, the problem is that they are prone to accidents. In short, brick houses are more solid in terms of fire protection, waterproofing and theft protection.
Fang Jun followed Cheng Sanlang unsteadily, listening quietly to Brother Chu Bi's explanation of the precautions.
Brother Chu Bi had previously said that he wanted to plant tea here, and some of the original shareholders of the Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses were also a little interested.
In the end, Chu Bi persuaded everyone because the tea he wanted to make was completely different from the tea products he was drinking now.
After all, Cheng Chubi is really not used to the tea soup those people drink these days.
Therefore, Cheng Chubi was also worried that the black tea and green tea he made would not be popular.
For this reason, after considering various factors, Cheng Chubi felt that he would do it first and then talk about it.
In addition, Cheng Chubi is also planning to make dark tea, which is actually a simplified process of making tea in the Tang Dynasty.
Especially when making tea in the Tang Dynasty, the tea leaves needed to be pounded. What Cheng Chubi hated most was drinking tea with foam, so he disliked this process.
In short, Cheng Chubi just wanted to show results first, so that he would have something for them to see and taste.
If the shareholders of the Han-Tang Commercial Bank also want to do it, it will not be too late to do it when the time comes. Anyway, the Tang Dynasty is so big that there are many places suitable for growing tea.
What's more, nowadays, the main energy of the Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses has been invested in Jiaozhou in the south and Liangzhou in the west.
Having said that, I don't know what's going on in Liangzhou, but Cheng Chubi has already received a letter from his biological father.
At the end of last year, more than 30,000 sets of white folded cloth winter coats had been produced, so 50,000 sets could be completed and handed over to the court before the end of spring.
However, I was able to receive a letter from my biological father. I wonder if my biological father and others received my letter?
When he entered Shu, Cheng Chubi had already asked a painter to draw the dangerous and rugged roads of Shu.
The paper used is not Chengjia paper, but the thickest and hardest hard yellow paper from Datang.
Cheng Chubi cut these hard yellow papers into the size of later postcards and asked the painter to draw on them with extremely fine brushwork.
And he himself used a quill pen to write down what he had seen and heard along the way, as well as expressing strong personal emotions: complaints...
Of course, it was not that Cheng Chubi wanted to vomit, but that he had to vomit, and would not be happy if he did not vomit.
First of all, the first point is that the road is difficult to walk and the traffic is very inconvenient. Of course, Cheng Chubi cannot just complain about it.
Naturally, I also want to praise the beautiful scenery in Sichuan, as well as the characteristics and characters of each place.
Fortunately, Cheng Chubi was good at using fine brushes, so he asked the artist to draw a picture that could only take up half the size on the postcard.
The rest of the space is almost occupied by Cheng Chubi's hard-pen calligraphy, which gets better and better with practice.
But every time Cheng Chubi went to a certain place and wanted to send a letter, the person who felt the most uncomfortable was not him, but the painter.
He had to repeat each painting at least seven or eight times.
Cheng Chubi left one for himself, and Cheng Chubi would quibble over the remaining seven postcards.
Send them to different people, such as one copy for your biological father and mother, one for His Royal Highness, and one for the little cutie Princess Jinyang.
Naturally, Wu Meiniang, the future girlfriend, is also indispensable.
In addition, there is also a piece of the unlucky Li De Award. There is no way, this guy originally wanted to run away after getting married.
Unexpectedly, this guy was indeed a famous general and had a lot of firepower. After only a month or two of getting married, his wife became pregnant.
Now, not only did Li Jing not allow him to wander around, but his mother, Hong Niangzi, who had been the most supportive of him in the past, also strictly ordered him not to leave Guanzhong until the child was born.
This made him extremely depressed, especially after he heard that the famous demon moth trio was going to Shuzhong.
This guy heard that Cheng Chubi was going to write a letter to His Highness the Crown Prince, so he begged Cheng Chubi to write to him too, so that he could understand the world from other people's perspectives.
Although Cheng Chubi thought it was a bit weird for me to write a postcard to a big shot.
But the problem is that His Highness the Crown Prince is also a big boss. One of them also writes, and two of them also write, so it’s convenient.
After thinking about it, Cheng Chubi felt that he had already written all of it, so he might as well give a copy to His Majesty the Emperor.
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In Chang'an City, in the East Palace, at this moment, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was dressed to look slim, was holding the lazy Crown Princess Su in his arms.
I was admiring the greenery outside the house. Spring has arrived, and Brother Chu Bi has been gone for quite some time.
I don’t know how he is now. Is he happily playing bamboo cards in Luzhou with his third brother and Fang Erlang?
Or maybe they are cooking all kinds of weird delicacies and the three of them are feasting on them.
Crown Princess Su, who was leaning in Li Chengqian's arms like a tired cat in spring, raised her head.
Seeing that her husband was obviously distracted, she couldn't help but ask softly.
"What are you thinking about, husband?"
"Spring is here, and I don't know if Brother Chu Bi's letter has arrived. He probably won't forget to write to me..."
"..." Su Shi shook her head helplessly.
"Don't worry, husband. General Cheng is a man of great promise. Since he has agreed, he will definitely write it."
While the couple was talking, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly entered the hall. Su quickly sat up, maintaining the virtuous and reserved nature of the Crown Princess of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Chengqian also sat upright and saw an excited young eunuch raising the envelope in his hand.