Chapter 50 The joy and sorrow of watching the lamp
Thank you, thank you, there are not enough words to say, thank you, thank you, let me cry for a while. I didn’t expect so many people to read my book and vote for me.
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This lantern workshop was bought by the Fang family, but it was just a workshop, not a shop.
The Fang family is not like other merchants who will expand their business into many businesses when they get rich. They have always only operated a bank account and purchased some real estate at most.
This workshop is like a farm, which is only opened when large quantities of lanterns are needed.
The craftsmen are all recruited temporarily, and of course those who can be recruited by the Fang family are first-class craftsmen.
But now these first-class craftsmen are a little hesitant about the lanterns this little girl asked to make.
"Is it difficult to make it?" Miss Jun asked.
The senior executive who accompanied him was a little nervous.
This Miss Jun will lose her temper.
Because Miss Jun told Mrs. Fang that she wanted to come to the workshop to make lanterns, and it would be inappropriate for Fang Yuxiu to accompany her in and out of such a place, Mrs. Fang called the senior manager.
First of all, Miss Jun knew the senior manager, and secondly, the senior manager naturally reminded Old Mrs. Fang from Miss Jun's comment about interesting things in the capital.
With such an alert senior executive watching over her, Mrs. Fang can feel more at ease.
After all, she still didn't trust her, but Miss Jun didn't object at all and calmly accepted the senior management's guidance. She didn't know whether she didn't see Mrs. Fang's intention or just didn't care.
The ladies at home were ready to make lanterns for everyone, and all the materials needed were basically ready, but Miss Jun insisted on coming to the workshop and drew a weird drawing.
From everyone's previous descriptions, we know that Miss Jun is a pushy person, and she must be trying to dominate others at the Lantern Festival.
Now the craftsmen are looking in trouble, Miss Jun must be unhappy.
The senior manager looked at the girl carefully, but saw that her expression was still calm.
"Did I not make it clear enough?" She said softly, "Because I can't make lanterns, I don't know if what I'm thinking of will work. If there's anything wrong, tell me and we'll think about it together."
The senior executive looked back at the craftsmen.
He had long said that Miss Jun was very calm and she could patiently find the answers she needed.
Miss Jun's gentleness and the clarity of her speech soothed these craftsmen.
"The lady made it very clear." An older craftsman stood up with a red face and said, "The problem we have is not that we can't make it, but that it may not look good when we make it."
The senior executive looked at the drawings placed next to him. Although he was not a craftsman and didn't really like looking at lanterns, he felt that the lanterns on this drawing were indeed not very pretty.
But since it was drawn by Miss Jun with great enthusiasm, he certainly couldn't say it didn't look good.
No matter how good-tempered the little girl is, she will definitely be unhappy when she hears anything other than praise. These craftsmen are still too honest.
Miss Jun smiled, looking a little relaxed.
"It's just because of this, it doesn't matter." She said, "It's not for looking good."
This statement shocked everyone.
Isn’t the lantern just for looking good? Then what is it for? Is it for lighting?
This weird Miss Jun.
Since she said this, the craftsmen no longer had any objections and were busy rushing to work. The senior manager sent Miss Jun home. When they were about to enter the door, the senior manager thought of something and took out a scroll and handed it over.
"Last time, Miss Jun asked me what interesting things there were in the capital. Although I don't know much about interesting things, there was something interesting. Many people who went to the capital recently bought a copy," he said with a smile.
What are the fun things in Beijing?
Miss Jun reached out to take it and opened the scroll. Liu'er also hurriedly came over and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"What is this?" she asked.
"The journey to Beijing." Miss Jun said.
The senior executive closed his mouth in surprise and swallowed back the name he was about to say.
"Miss Jun also knows." He smiled, "I saw someone selling it at the inn, so I bought a copy."
Miss Jun looked down at the picture in her hand.
This is a somewhat rough picture, not to mention the composition of the brush. It depicts the distribution of places to eat, drink and have fun in the capital. It even marks where there are huts that can solve three urgent needs.
It is a very clear and convenient guide map for those who are visiting the capital for the first time.
I don’t know who took it out first, and then everyone had a copy like mushrooms after a spring rain. Later, the map was placed in front of the emperor. The emperor was very angry, thinking that this was announcing the prosperity of the capital and the map to the public, and letting the Jin people get it.
A reborn prying mind is a serious danger.
The government was ordered to conduct a thorough search. Although they restrained themselves, they still couldn't help it in private.
In fact, this kind of map is completely different from the map. It does not involve the defense of the capital. At most, it only shows the prosperity of the capital, which makes people yearn for it.
She had seen it at that time, but for her, she could go wherever she wanted in the capital, so there was no need for such a picture.
But I didn't expect that she died before going to many places. It would be so far and difficult to go there again now.
Miss Jun reached out and touched each mark on the picture.
"It turns out they are sold in the inn," she said.
It’s such a suitable place, no wonder the capital city didn’t pick it up.
"Yes, the price is not expensive. I don't know who came up with this. Although it looks inconspicuous, it must be able to make a lot of money." The senior executive smiled.
After I finished speaking, I felt a little embarrassed.
He always talks about business and associates it with money, which is really the businessman style that Miss Jun hates the most.
"But more importantly, you must be a very smart person if you can see that people have this need and respond to it." He added hurriedly.
Miss Jun nodded and smiled in agreement.
Do you agree that you can make money or that you are a smart person? The senior executive couldn't help but think in his mind, and the thought would only pass by and he would not ask.
After the craftsmen started working quickly without any guidance, Miss Jun no longer went out every day. When the lantern was completed on the 12th day of the first lunar month, she went to see it for the last time and nodded. The lantern made by Miss Jun was covered like other lanterns.
Get ready for the Festival of Lights.
The task of being a senior executive was completed. Miss Jun never asked him a word about the capital, as if she had never asked him before.
There were only three days left before the Lantern Festival, and Fang Chengyu was silent for a moment while looking at the medicine that was brought to him.
He has been taking this medicine for three days.
Although he had taken all kinds of strange medicines, the medicine he was taking now was really tasteless as never before.
Especially my mother who was still there with relief and sigh.
"You can go see the lanterns after taking this medicine," she said.
This must be the medicine prescribed by the woman.
Fang Chengyu smiled inwardly.
First, my grandmother and mother asked for her permission to go to the Lantern Festival, and now they let me eat the food she gave me without any scruples.
My grandmother and mother have gone crazy because of their illness.
This is really sad and angry.
He picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, letting the medicine go down his throat and ignite his whole body like a fire.
"Look, I have the strength to pick up the bowl and drink the medicine by myself. This medicine really works." Mrs. Fang said happily, "Chengyu, you can watch the lanterns with my mother during the Lantern Festival."
Fang Chengyu no longer wanted to see the lanterns, and even regretted his original request.
What’s so good about lanterns? What can you do if you look at them? You won’t be able to remember anything after you die. (To be continued)