However, the carriage did not go very long and soon stopped once.
He simply couldn't get over it for the time being, and because of the previous episode, Lao Zhu's originally unhappy mood gradually calmed down.
He smiled and asked the housekeeper: "What do you mean, the area around Liuhe Road has become more prosperous recently?"
The housekeeper quietly wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead.
If it wasn't obvious, this Mr. Chang's identity is definitely unusual.
He really didn't want to have too much contact with Mr. Chang.
It’s not because of anything else, it’s just that my little heart really can’t stand it.
He gets angry easily, and whenever he gets angry, his heart and liver will tremble.
The housekeeper feels that from the time she received Mr. Chang to now, she will lose at least five years of her life.
Of course, I only dare to think about these thoughts in my heart, and I will never dare to reveal them on the surface.
"Sir, you are really smart. This Liuhe Road used to be outside the city wall."
"If you want to come here, you have to leave the city first. It was only later that the King of England came and asked people to demolish the unnecessary city walls, and then there was a way to go directly to Liuhe Road."
"It can be said that without the patent law introduced by His Royal Highness, this place would not be like this at all."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly: "Seven...The King of England is still very capable in this regard."
When the housekeeper heard what Zhu Yuanzhang said, he couldn't help but trembled.
Damn it!
This man talked about the King of England as if he was not a high-ranking founding prince, but just an ordinary junior.
Mr. Chang's identity became more and more mysterious to the housekeeper.
"By the way, what happened to Lan Yunzhai?" It was only now that Zhu Yuanzhang finally asked the doubts in his heart.
Before this, Lao Zhu was full of anger and was not in the mood to ask questions.
The housekeeper finally understood where the temper of Mr. Chang in front of him came from.
It seems that the other party should be a relatively old-fashioned scholar.
When Lan Yunzhai was in the city before, there were many old scholars in Yanjing who criticized him.
The number of businesses that women have done publicly in the past and present is only one.
To them, it is just like people in later generations running wildly on the street. It is simply immoral and unreasonable.
However, with the support of His Royal Highness, those old academics had no other option but to curse.
Unlike those old scholars, many businessmen also sneered at this.
However, they are not those old academics who can only show off their words.
The merchants were calm on the surface, but secretly they were stumbling upon Lan Yunzhai.
But what's the result?
Not only was Lan Yunzhai not affected, its business was getting better and better.
"The shopkeeper of Lan Yunzhai, his surname is Lan and his given name is Yunfeng."
"In our entire Yanjing City, she is one of the top female heroes."
Speaking of Lan Yunfeng, the housekeeper looked in admiration and gave him a thumbs up.
"It's just a woman, is she really that powerful?" Lao Zhu said a little unconvinced.
The butler did not refute Zhu Yuanzhang, but continued with a smile: "As for Lan Yunzhai, it was not called Lan Yunzhai before, but was called Han Family Porcelain."
"Although Han's porcelain is beautiful, the price is not low, so business has never been booming."
"Later, the world was in chaos, and the husbands of the Han family's old man Bingsi and Lan Yunfeng were also forcibly recruited by Meng Yuan, and finally died on the battlefield."
"After that, the Han family seemed to have entered the plague. In less than two years, all the direct line members of the Lan family died."
"Many of the remaining workers are in similar situations. In the end, only a group of orphans and widows are left."
"When His Royal Highness didn't come, they could hardly hold on any longer."
Lao Zhu suddenly said with some doubts: "Don't the Han family have a secret recipe? There must be no problem if we just have enough food and clothing, right?"
When this matter was mentioned, the look of admiration on the butler's face became even stronger: "Mr. Chang, this is what makes Shopkeeper Lan so admirable."
"After the Han family collapsed, no one paid attention to this formula."
"It's just that shopkeeper Lan gritted his teeth and said that only the men of the Han family knew the formula. At that time, all the men of the Han family were already dead."
"After a lot of hard work, Bi Shao found out that he really couldn't find any secret recipe, so he gave up in the end."
"In addition, the Han family's workshop did not produce any more porcelain after that, and everyone became more and more convinced that Lan Yunfeng did not know the secret recipe."
"As a result, as soon as the patent law came into being, shopkeeper Lan decisively came up with the Han family's porcelain formula and registered the patent."
"With this ability of forbearance, many men may feel ashamed."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly: "If you can see the situation clearly and understand the truth that ordinary people are not guilty but possess the jade, this shopkeeper Lan is indeed not an ordinary person."
"In that situation, there wasn't even a man in the family who could make the decision, so they couldn't keep the formula at all."
After hearing the butler's explanation, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but admire Lan Yunfeng.
The reason why Lao Zhu was so unhappy before was mainly because he felt that Lan Yunzhai was a porcelain workshop on the surface, but in fact it was probably a brothel under another name.
In addition, Lao Zhu is a person of this era after all, and it is inevitable that he still has some feudal ideas.
But at the same time, for being able to become the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu was also quite enlightened in some aspects.
For example, truly capable talents.
And this Lan Yunfeng, based on the news Zhu Yuanzhang heard now, is really a very capable woman.
Since he was doing serious business, although it was not appropriate for the Shenwei woman to show up in public, Lao Zhu was not that disgusted anymore.
The butler said proudly: "Mr. Chang, do you understand now what Shopkeeper Lan is capable of?"
Looking at his proud look, those who didn't know might have thought that Lao Zhu was praising him.
"What happened next? Why are all the people in Lanyunzhai women?"
Mentioning this, the shopkeeper looked sad again: "Everyone in the Han family is dead, and there are no descendants."
"At that time, most of the people who stayed in the Han family were orphans and widowed. They simply couldn't support the family."
"In the beginning, shopkeeper Lan didn't think about hiring men."
"It's just that we are the only women in the family. If we hire too many men, no one can guarantee what will happen."
"If there are fewer people hired, and there are more women than men, it will inevitably lead to the suspicion of being under the melon field."
"In the end, shopkeeper Lan simply gave up on this plan and only hired female workers as soon as he was urged."
"Only for some manual jobs that women can't do, a group of laborers will be hired temporarily."
"The rest of the small and large things in the workshop are all done by those women."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly: "It must be quite difficult for a woman to work, right?"
The housekeeper smiled and said: "In the beginning, we did make a lot of jokes."
"Women, they do not do many things very well. In the beginning, they even made a lot of jokes."
"Once, someone asked shopkeeper Lan to sell a batch of porcelain, but due to some accidents, the porcelain was fired in the wrong color."
As he was talking, the butler suddenly looked mysterious: "Guess what happened next?"
Lao Zhu frowned and thought for a moment: "If it's us, we can discuss whether we can give them a preferential price. It's just that if the color is wrong, it doesn't mean it can't be used, and we can also suffer as little loss as possible."
The housekeeper slowly shook his head: "Shopkeeper Lan smashed all the wrongly fired porcelain without saying a word. He personally led the people in the workshop to work overtime and fired a new batch for the other party."
"Since then." The butler said with a sigh on his face: "Who mentions Lan Yunzhai and the great shopkeeper Lan Yun Feng Lan without giving a thumbs up?"
"This is precisely because everyone feels that Lanyunzhai would rather suffer a loss by burning the wrong-color porcelain than let the seller suffer, so more and more people are ordering from Lanyunzhai."
"Actually, there is nothing wrong with the quality of those porcelains. It's just a small deviation in color, which has no impact at all."
"And because of this incident, when shopkeeper Lan smashed the porcelain before, some of the porcelain he accidentally didn't break was released. Instead, it was bought by many people at a high price."
"Even once, someone was willing to pay four times the money to buy it."
There was a secretive smile on Lao Zhu's face: "So, this shopkeeper Lan is really extraordinary."
He climbed from a beggar to the throne of the emperor.
He is definitely one of the best masters in this era when it comes to controlling human nature.
For some things, others may be surprised by what they have pasted, or even not take them seriously at all, just treating them as something to talk about after dinner.
However, Lao Zhu was keenly aware of the problems here.
Since they have all been smashed, why are there still some circulating on the market?
With the cautious character of Shopkeeper Lan, this is almost impossible to happen.
Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang was almost 100% sure that shopkeeper Lan was responsible for this.
When firing porcelain, I accidentally got the wrong color. Maybe it was just an accident.
But what happened next was definitely Shopkeeper Lan taking advantage of the situation and making a name for himself.
In Zhu Han's words, what is this called... what kind of marketing.
"It's interesting that a mere prostitute can have such mental skills."
With this skill alone, Shopkeeper Lan can achieve great things even if he enters the officialdom.
Lao Zhu is even looking forward to seeing with his own eyes the shopkeeper Lan whose skills are not inferior to those of men.
Originally, Zhu Yuanzhang thought that he would have to wait for a long time.
As a result, not long after they finished chatting, the carriage suddenly became smoother.
The journey went smoothly, entering Liuhe Road and arriving outside Lanyunzhai.
"Why is it so fast now?" Lao Zhu was a little surprised.
The housekeeper quickly explained: "Which workshop has completed its big order, and all the cars have been loaded with goods and left."
"The carriages are all gone, so naturally there won't be much traffic."
While talking, Zhu Yuanzhang had already got off the carriage.
As soon as I saw it, I saw a plaque with the three characters "LANYUNZHAI" written on it.
These three words, gentle and beautiful, are written by a woman at first glance.
It's just... these three words can only be said to be readable. The writing is really not that good, and it is definitely not written by a famous artist.
It’s no wonder that Lao Zhu is very demanding.
Although Lao Zhu's background is not very good, it seems that he is now an emperor.
The people around him, regardless of their culture or martial arts, are the top talents in the world.
Among the literati and doctors of this era, there are many old academics who have become stupid in reading.
But more people are still the kind of knowledgeable people after all.
Even a county magistrate has his own unique insights in calligraphy.
As a scholar, your character may not be very good. After all, as long as you are in a high and powerful position, many people will take advantage of you.
But if you can't even write well, then you really have no chance at all.
After all, this is the first word you see in the imperial examination.
If you can't catch the eye of the examiner, no one will read your article even if it is brilliantly written.
The current ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, no matter how capable they are, just put out their words for posterity.
He can also be called a well-known calligrapher in this place.
Under the influence of this kind of environment for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang's appreciation of calligraphy naturally became higher and higher.
The words on this plaque may be considered pretty good to ordinary people.
But in Lao Zhu's eyes, it was a bit out of class.
If it were other words, Lao Zhu wouldn't care too much. After all, some of his generals are not good at handwriting: "This plaque is the facade of a shop, why is it so careless?"
The housekeeper was not surprised by Lao Zhu's doubts: "These are all women's workshops, and those scholars will naturally look down upon them."
"Shopkeeper Lan asked a few people for help at the beginning, but ended up being kicked out before they even got in."
"Actually, at that time, our adults were ready to help."
"But Shopkeeper Lan also has a strong temper. In a fit of anger, he stopped using these famous calligraphy and just wrote his own."
"Although this word is not really good. But once you get used to it, it feels like it has a unique feminine charm."
Lao Zhu became more interested in Shopkeeper Lan: "Hahaha, Shopkeeper Lan is also a wonderful person."
"Well done, you can't give a good look to those scholars. They are all self-righteous and really think how great they are."
As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, a soft voice came from the left side: "Thank you sir for your compliments. I am so ashamed of myself, little girl."
"At that time, it was just because I had been rejected too many times, and the little girl really had no choice, so I made the first decision."
The sound was like a gurgling mountain stream, with a soft and refreshing flavor.
Just by hearing this voice, seven or eight images of women appeared in Zhu Yuanzhang's mind.
Either weak and beautiful, or heroic.
At that moment, Lao Zhu turned his head, smiled and clasped his fists: "We have heard of Shopkeeper Lan for a long time, and we came here specifically to visit today..."
However, Lao Zhu was only halfway through his words when the rest of his words were stuck in his throat.
