The artisans were too bitter, and they stayed well in the bustling capital, just because the woman in front of them caused them to come all the way to the border to eat sand.

She screwed them up!

Even if it is expensive and master? They had agreed long ago that they would work on foreign labor, and they would be driven back to the capital when she became impatient.

Mu Wanqing looked at the reluctant craftsmen, and the corners of her mouth lifted lightly, "Everyone, I'll just say three points. First, I have a recipe, let's try to mix the proportions."

Mainly three raw materials: lime, soda ash and quartz, in a ratio of 12:13:75.

As for the process of melting at high temperature, forming, and cooling, they need to explore.

The artisans didn’t take it seriously at first, and the recipe is not Chinese cabbage these days.

But after reading the recipe, my expression changed.

Whether it can be successful is unknown, but the proportion is so specific, it is obviously something.

Everyone is a little bit eager to make a move, as long as there is a little pursuit, who doesn't want to make a little of it.

However, they made an appointment and didn't do it well.

Mu Wanqing raised two fingers, "Second, if the finished product is produced within half a year, each person will send 800 taels..."

It all exploded, "Eight hundred taels?"

This is their income for twenty years!

Mu Wanqing has always been willing to spend money, as long as she gets results, everything can be said.

"Yes, eight hundred taels per person, never shirk."

Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little excited, do it, you must do it, first earn the five hundred taels of silver.

If you have money, you are a fool.

Mu Wanqing saw it all in her eyes and smiled, "Thirdly, you can stay at ease, according to the standard of technicians, including room and board, five taels per month, and four sets of clothes per season. "

The craftsmen were surprised that the income of this desolate border was higher than that of the capital. They were two taels in the capital, which was considered high.

Mu Wanqing's three-point medicine, immediately dispelled the grievances of the craftsmen, and stimulated unprecedented enthusiasm for work.

She gave too much! Money can solve most problems.

A craftsman asked cautiously, "If we make a finished product, can we go back to be with our families?"

Go back? That's impossible, Mu Wanqing said that she would let these people cry and cry and stay, voluntarily.

Du Shaoxuan couldn't help laughing when he looked at the smiling sweet woman and the excited craftsmen.

How could the person that Mu Wanqing finally got to let go? A group of naive people, they know nothing about Mu Wanqing.

The artisans stayed like this, living in suites, the food is very good, there are meat and vegetables, soups and desserts, unlimited, as long as they don't spoil the food.

There are two canteens in the farmhouse, one is the canteen of the boarding school, which is full of food, one egg and one cup of goat milk every day, and it costs nothing.

The staff of the workshop all go to the cafeteria to eat, save worry and effort, it is better to do more work for a while to cook, and try to earn the money back.

The workshop is a piecework system, everyone works hard.

Family members are also allowed to go to the cafeteria for meals, which is considered an employee benefit.

The craftsmen and Mu Wanqing ate the small stove in the main house, and they could not run around under the condition of signing a non-disclosure agreement.

Time flies so fast, it's big in the blink of an eye.

The Mu family is usually busy, but it is closed from the New Year's Eve to the sixth day of the first lunar month.

Mu Wanqing returned to the city to celebrate the New Year with her parents, and her eldest brother Mu Zicheng also came back from Ganzhou City. He was thin and dark, but he was in good spirits and in high spirits.

I also brought a lot of gifts to my family, and the whole family is happy.

As the patriarch of the Mu clan, the most important responsibility is to bring the clan to worship their ancestors.

Even if the ancestral hall is not in Liangcheng, there are some procedures that still have to be visited.

Mu Wanqing actually didn't think much of it, but everyone else paid attention to it and came over early to ask how to make the food and melons for worship,

On this day, Mu Wanqing simply gathered everyone together for a reunion year, and each family produced a dish and a snack.

The food for worship is also the same. One family should make one and discuss it with each other. Don't repeat it.

This suggestion has received a warm response from everyone, and the crowd is very lively.

Besides, there is no need to clean up a table of meals, and it doesn’t need to be so hard, how wonderful.

Children dressed in new clothes and filled their pockets with candy and peanuts, happily chasing and playing, full of New Year's festivities.

The adults are busy, but everyone is beaming.

This year has gained a lot, made a lot of money, and lived a stable and rich life.

Mu Wanqing lazily leaned on the beauty's couch. The coffee table was full of various foods and fruits. She ate, drank, read books, and didn't think about anything. It was rare for her to relax.

She doesn't want anyone to accompany her, she just enjoys herself.

Everyone came to greet her when they saw her, and after a few chats, they went to work on their own affairs, and the children did not come to disturb her.

Patriarch Fang came with his wife, and they were carefully decorated. The family lived very comfortably in the academy and was in a very relaxed state.

Patriarch Fang bowed his hands and said, "Miss Wanqing, I wish you an early year, I wish you a good day, a good day, good health, peace and joy."

Mu Wanqing got up to greet her, "Uncle Fang, Auntie Fang, Happy New Year, sit down."

Fang family master and his wife chatted for a while, then looked at each other, "Miss Wanqing, I want to discuss something with you."

"You said." Mu Wanqing pushed the fruit plate forward, motioning for them to take it themselves.

Patriarch Fang took a deep breath, "I want to marry Miss Mu Nannan for the third son, what do you think?"

Mu Wanqing was stunned, Fang Sanshao and Mu Nannan?

It seems that it is not impossible. Both of them are exiles.

Now that the Fang family is under the protection of the Mu family, they will hold Mu Nannan, and the marriage relationship between the two is even closer.

Fang Patriarch was shrewd and thought of such a trick.

He definitely won't be able to marry someone else, Mu Nannan is the most suitable candidate.

"I'm not Mu Nannan's family, so I can't decide for her, why don't I ask someone to ask?"

Patriarch Fang made up his mind after careful consideration. Although Mu Nannan is a man of the big house and has a good character, Mu Wanqing doesn't hate her, on the contrary, she is very welcome.

Secondly, if this marriage is completed, their Fang family can be considered to have a firm foothold here.

"You are the patriarch of the Mu clan. Only with your permission can I come to propose marriage."

In order to show solemnity, he had a chat with Mu Wanqing in advance.

Mu Wanqing is not only the patriarch of the Mu clan, but also the savior and talker of the entire clan.

Her preferences are the weather vane.

What Mu Wanqing should say should be said first, "The rule of our Mu family is monogamy, and concubines are not allowed."

Mrs. Fang couldn't help laughing bitterly, "What concubines do we take in this situation? Now it is thanks to you that we can survive."

She was especially grateful to Mu Wanqing for giving them a place to live.

Patriarch Fang also said, "No matter when, San'er will never take a concubine, and he agreed."

They are so sincere, Mu Wanqing has nothing to say, "That's okay, I have no objection. As for whether Mu Nannan's family agrees or not, it is their business, and I will not interfere."

"Understood."

This is like a beginning, everyone who wants to have a wedding will come over and tell Mu Wanqing.

The unmarried men and women of the Mu family are very popular. No, there are several who will get married next year.

Mu Wanqing usually doesn't ask more questions, but when they come to tell her, she will ask them to check the other party's details.

If there is no problem, congratulations, if there is any problem, let the other party know. As for the marriage, she doesn't care.

Master Zeng and his brothers also live here, so they are naturally invited to spend the New Year's Eve together.

Master Zeng and the others all transferred to the military, and they did a good job. The business in the store was very hot, and they made a lot of money. They lived a very comfortable life.

When their family members first came, they were all disgusted and complained about their man's broken brain, and they came to such a **** place to suffer.

Now. I just want to say that as the head of the family, the vision is long-term.

They can't make so much money in Beijing, and they're not so comfortable.

When the time came, Mu Wanqing brought her clan to worship her ancestors, distributed New Year's goods to everyone, and red envelopes to the children. The audience was full of laughter and laughter.

A dozen tables were opened, and everyone was eating delicious New Year's Eve dinner, which was lively and lively.

At the same time, the capital, the palace

The imperial clan and officials above the fourth rank brought their families to the palace to receive a banquet and congratulate the emperor on the New Year.

The Prince of Jin wore a very low-key dress, and also asked his wife to dress more plainly, not to apply too much on the face.

The Concubine Shi looked at him strangely, "On such occasions, you have to dress up and make up to see you, how can you be sober? Dressing plainly is disrespectful to the emperor."

Besides, this kind of festive day must of course be gorgeous and festive.

Are you clean? Something is wrong.

Prince Jin's eyes are very strange, "It's okay, keep things low-key, don't push yourself."

It's because he thinks it's bad, and he doesn't want to pierce the eyes of the empress. When the prince dies, the empress will kill him in grief.

He didn't want to hit the muzzle.

However, things haven't happened yet, and the best thing to do is to go with the flow.

"I know." Concubine Shizi looked at her man, always feeling that something was wrong, and asked with concern, "Prince, what happened to you these days? Did something happen? ?"

Although he behaves as usual, they are husband and wife. She knows him very well. He is a little anxious and a little excited these days, and he can't sleep well at night.

"It's okay." Prince Jin's eyes flickered slightly, today is the day the prince died, and some people's biggest disaster is coming.

Of course, his chance also came, and he waited for this day for a long time.

He changed into a grand new dress, looked in the mirror, and went out after confirming that nothing was wrong, "Let's go, I can't wait."

He was looking forward to seeing the sick and weak prince die from poison. After all, that person was so dazzling that everyone could not breathe.

The princess frowned slightly, her heart skipped a beat, and there was an inexplicable unease.