Little Chenxi is still young, and there is no need to pay attention to male and female defense. During the day, she can be placed directly in the martial arts studio and let others take care of her.
Qiao Sangyu didn't have even the last trace of worries, and devoted all his attention to the knitting workshop.
With Qiao Sangyu around, Tang Shiyue really felt relieved. She could think of many things without saying anything. For Tang Shiyue, it was... she could be lazy again.
Tang Shiyue came out of the construction site, turned around and went to Xu's house.
She wanted to go find Xu Wenqu and write a sign.
People these days are not very good at naming. They usually just remember their surname.
Xu Wenqu asked her what she wanted to be called, and Tang Shiyue said: "I originally wanted to call it Tangji Knitting Workshop, but I didn't think it sounded very good. How about you help me think of one?"
Xu Wenqu smiled and said: "If you want me to say it, why not just call him 'Yuefang'."
Yuefang... is simple and clear, sounds good, and looks like a clothing brand.
Tang Shiyue said: "Then let's call it Yuefang! I knew you would be able to name it something I like."
Xu Wenqu burst out laughing. He breathed and polished the ink and said with a smile: "Tangjia wine, Yuefang clothes, I'm waiting to see what else our Yue'er can make."
When he said this, she remembered: "Sir, don't you like this question?"
Xu Wenqu turned to look at her, and she looked at him seriously: "Aren't you scholars quite aloof? I asked you to write a sign for a wine shop, and I asked you to write a sign for a knitting shop, to do such a down-to-earth thing.
, do you think...it's embarrassing?"
"How come?" Xu Wenqu said with a smile: "I am just a poor scholar. I only hope to follow your Tangjia wine and Yuefang clothes and become famous all over the world. Why should I be embarrassed?"
"That's good." Tang Shiyue said with a smile: "If you don't like it, you must tell me directly. I am stupid and I don't know how to read people's eyes. I can't understand the obscure expressions of you scholars.
of."
Xu Wenqu said with a smile: "I just realized today that Yue'er is stupid."
Tang Shiyue turned to Tang Shirong and others and said, "You guys also write something for me."
Tang Shirong asked: "What to write?"
Tang Shiyue said: "I'm thinking that my wool business is going to be a long-term business. Hand-rolling threads is really time-consuming, so I want to write something and send it to craftsmen everywhere.
, the general idea is, I want a spinning wheel that can spin wool. Whoever can make it can come to Jubao Village to find the 'Master of Yuefang', and I will reward him... one hundred taels? Or two hundred taels? In short, that's what it means."
The spinning wheels nowadays are all hemp wheels. I have tried several times with a woman with skillful hands, but she cannot spin wool and needs to be improved.
Tang Junchen asked: "Do you still need to write this? Can't you just ask someone to ask?"
Tang Shiyue said: "Do you think it is so easy to invent and create? Besides, even if it is easy, there are pros and cons. I want to achieve a brainstorming effect. Maybe more than one person will make it by then? Then I will
You can choose the best one."
Tang Junchen said: "You don't have to write if you choose the best. I think many craftsmen may not be literate."
She said, "So you are not allowed to write in an elegant way! You have to write in such a way that people like me can understand it at a glance."
Seeing that Tang Junchen still wanted to talk, Tang Shiyue rolled up his sleeves and said, "Huh?"
Tang Junchen shrank back in an instant and nodded: "Write it now! Write it now!"
Xu Wenqu laughed, and then Tang Shiyue brushed back his sleeves with satisfaction, while mumbling: "Sir, didn't you say you introduced me to a few talented scholars like you last time? Those who are not preparing for the imperial examination? What on earth are you doing?
When will you introduce me?"
Xu Wenqu smiled helplessly: "Are you really not going to learn to write?"
Tang Shiyue has actually been practicing calligraphy secretly for more than two months, but she is still embarrassed to show it to this great talent.
So I asked confidently: "Why should I learn even though you are here?"
Xu Wenqu pondered for a moment: "Do you really want to invite someone?"
Tang Shiyue was puzzled, "Of course."
Xu asked the channel: "I really know a person. He has the reputation of being a scholar, but he just missed an arm, so he can't take the exam again. His talent is not inferior to mine. He is the only one in his family. If you really want it, I will
You can write and ask."
Tang Shiyue asked: "Is he a good person?"
Xu Wenqu said seriously: "He is an upright man, and I will guarantee it with my life."
"Okay," Tang Shiyue said: "I want someone who is literate and can help me take care of all kinds of trivial matters. It is best to know criminal laws, money and food accounting, paperwork, etc., and be well-paid.
, but a real scholar may find this job not very respectable. That’s the situation, you can write and ask.”
Xu Wenqu responded.
Tang Shiyue took the handwriting he had written and left.
She not only made a signboard, but also had several large seals carved so that it could be stamped on the "outer packaging".
After the wool was sorted in the temporary workshop, and the drum washing machine and drying bed ordered by Tang Shiyue were ready, he set up a shack by the river and began to wash the wool, dry it, open it, and twist the wool...
Batch by batch was sent to the town, and batch by batch was dyed and sent back.
Ten days passed by, and Tang Shiyue was so busy that she felt dizzy. When she saw Qi Jing again, she suddenly realized that she had not seen him for a long time.
Qi Jing's expression was as usual, and she was probably the only one who could tell that he was very happy at this time.
As soon as they met, he directly took her hand and said to her: "It's done!"
Tang Shiyue didn't come back to his senses for a moment: "Huh?"
He said, "The wine is brewed!"
Only then did Tang Shiyue realize that he was still holding two jars in his hands. He didn't open them, but directly unscrewed the water bag on his waist and asked her to smell it to relieve the spicy smell from her nose.
Distilled liquor is indeed different!
Tang Shiyue said: "You don't need to take it back, and you don't need to tell the villagers, just run it outside."
Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and the two walked back side by side. He whispered: "This wine is called Hero Wine, okay?"
Hero wine... Tang Shiyue tasted it and nodded: "Okay."
Qi Jing said: "In fact, you can ask Han Yi to take this wine to Lanzhou. In a place like the grassland, there will definitely be people who want this kind of wine."
Thinking of going together with her, Tang Shiyue said: "Okay, you can talk to him then and it will be your wine."
"Yeah." Qi Jing gradually calmed down and said, "Then this wine has nothing to do with you for the time being? I'll find someone to run it myself?"
Tang Shiyue nodded and prayed: "Can I give you 50% profit?"
"No," Tang Shiyue saw no one around, held his hand with both hands, and looked up at him: "Ajing, it's useless for me to have a lot of silver in my hand. Although I don't know what you want the silver for, it's certainly not like
I'm just a simple rat collecting food, so you don't need to share my profit, and I won't be short of money either. Once you make money, if you think something is meaningful, just do it."
Qi Jing also lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes, and after a while he said softly: "Do you believe me so much?"
"Yes," Tang Shiyue said firmly, "I believe you."
He said, "I can't repay the wealth that has poured into the country. How about I give you three matchmakers and six jobs, ten miles of red makeup?"
Tang Shiyue glared at him: "Can you stop saying such weird things all the time? It's not like you anymore."
Qi Jing pursed his lips, feeling helpless.
When the wine was brewed yesterday, those people really wanted to pack it up and give it to her on the spot...probably they didn't expect that she might not want it.
But, she couldn't help it! She was destined to be his.
Qi Xiaolang looked at the little lady's back and pursed his lips silently. (To be continued)