Chapter 719 The little sister of the Zhang family shows her talents

  The self-protecting Qiang school captain decided to govern in Pingxiang, and the five companies that won the quota of wool spinning workshops last year all set their workshop locations in Pingxiang almost at the same time.

   It's just that in the plan of Captain Hu Qiang, all workshops must be built outside the city.

  With one exception.

   That is Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau.

  Now the craftsmen who make the high-tube water wheels for Pingxiang are all under the name of Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau. At the same time, Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau also undertakes the task of making spinning wheels and looms for the five major workshops.

  Even during the intense preparations for the five major workshops, it also set industry standards for all workshops.

  When the sun was about to set, Ah Mei came out of the Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau. Behind her, a group of students from Nanxiang School saluted her in unison: "Congratulations, sir."

  Amei nodded slightly.

   A carriage stopped not far away, and several maidservants with knives guarded the surroundings.

  Amei got into the carriage, and the wheels of the carriage began to turn.

  Nobody thinks anything is wrong.

  Because Amei's identity at this time is the chief engineer of Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau, a genuine chief engineer, not a maid.

  Compared to Wenshi from the engineering camp, a half-way engineer like Wenshi, she has a much higher gold content.

  It's just that Chief Engineer Mei returned to the Qiang School Wei's Office in the center of Pingxiang City, and it became the cautious concubine of Feng's family.

   "I have seen the female gentleman, I have seen Miss Zhang."

  Amei came back to the house, and the first thing she did was to say hello to Madam Feng.

  Guan Ji was half lying on the soft couch, and beside her was Zhang Xingyi, who was lying on the low table, writing and drawing with a pen.

   "Come and sit."

  With a gentle smile on her face, Guan Ji pointed to the soft chair that had been prepared in front of her.

   "Thank you, Mrs. Nu."

  Amei walked over and sat down with her skirt down.

   "How is the workshop?"

   "Mr. Hui, the Manufacturing Bureau has made a batch of rulers according to Nanxiang's standards. There are copper, wood, and tape measures. They have all been sent to the stewards of the five workshops."

   "And inform them that all cloth and wool will be measured according to these standards in the future, and they must not be changed without authorization."

  Guan Ji nodded in satisfaction when she heard this, "Remember to remind me tomorrow, when the time comes, I will formalize this rule in the name of Captain Hu Qiang."

   "If you dare to change it without authorization in the future, the wool supply will be reduced, and the workshop quota will be cancelled."

  Amei quickly agreed.

   "A news came from Alang, saying that he has won the class. This time, he captured a lot of labor, cattle, sheep and horses, and Pingxiang will have more income by then."

   "What else do you need over there, take this opportunity to say it."

  Guan Ji is quite satisfied with this docile and obedient maid.

  Pingxiang's various data were sorted out by her.

   Not to mention that she is also in charge of supervising the manufacture of various appliances in the Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau.

   is Alang and his right-hand man.

   "The male gentleman is coming back?"

  Amei's face brightened when she heard this.

   Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi, who had been buried in writing next to him, suddenly gave a "sigh", then turned his face slightly, and squinted at Amei.

  Amei blushed and lowered her head.

  Guan Ji stretched out her hand to pat the back of Zhang Xingyi's head in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong?"

  Zhang Xingyi rubbed the back of his head angrily, not daring to bark his teeth at Guan Ji, and even had to explain: "Sister, I just remembered something."

   "What is it?"

   "By the way, since last year, you have taken a lot of beeswax from me. Since the Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau was established, it has been even more so."

   "Every bit of beeswax produced in my bee farm, before it's warmed up, it's all taken away by you."

   Speaking of this, Zhang Xingyi squinted at Amei again, "Mrs. Mei, you must give me an explanation for this?"

  Amei glanced at Zhang Xingyi, then at Guan Ji, shrank her body, and squeaked twice, but she didn't speak clearly.

   "Oh, you woman, what's the matter with taking some beeswax from you? It's not for nothing! Besides, Ah Mei took it and used it at the order of A Lang."

  Guan Ji was protecting Ah Mei, and poked Zhang Xingyi on the forehead with her finger, and said angrily, "My family is so clear!"

  Hearing this, Zhang Xingyi immediately turned his head away, gritted his teeth and asked, "Sister, is it true that you said that?"

  Guan Ji approached her with a smile, and hugged her, "Didn't you always call me sister? We were originally a family!"

  Zhang Xingyi wanted to say angrily, "That's not what I said", but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to say it.

  But the mention of the bee farm reminded Zhang Xingyi of another incident.

  She broke free from Guan Ji's arms, flipped through the documents on the low table, and frowned, "I remember that the second mother of the Xu family said that there might be a plague of locusts in Longyou this year?"

  She raised her head, looked at Amei, and patted the document in her hand, "But no one seems to have noticed this in the documents sent up these days?"

   "This is the time when the young locusts are unearthed and have not yet flown. From tomorrow, you will tell the Secretariat to let them pay attention to the news in this regard."

  Amei looked at Guan Ji, who nodded slightly.

   Ah Mui finally agreed.

  Zhang Xingyi noticed the small movements between Guan Ji and Amei, and pouted.

   "Okay, you've been tired all day, I've asked the kitchen to prepare food for you, go down and have a good rest."

  Guan Ji gestured to Amei.

  Amei got up, gave another salute, and then turned and went out.

  After her figure disappeared, Guan Ji turned to look at Zhang Xingyi.

   She lowered her head and flipped the paper over.

   "What's wrong? Angry?"

  Guan Ji patted her head affectionately.

  Zhang Xingyi rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Sister is the wife of a gentleman, dealing with affairs with the concubine in the house, how can my little sister have the right to intervene?"

   "That's why I'm really angry." Guan Ji smiled, stretched out her hand, and poured her a glass of wine with her own hands, "You are just greedy!"

   "Why didn't you say why I didn't ask Li Mu to help, but asked you to come over to help instead? Haven't you thought about the reason?"

   Guan Ji said, pushing the earcup over, "Here, drink."

  Zhang Xingyi picked up the ear cup, took a sip, and then narrowed his eyes, as if enjoying the taste very much.

   "It's a strange thing. You usually hate other people's drinking, but you like this fruit wine so much."

  When Guan Ji saw her like this, a loving expression appeared on her face again.

  Zhang Xingyi smacked his lips, "I don't want people to eat too much ice cream, so I can only drink this to enjoy myself. Besides, this tastes sweet and not intoxicating, so it's not a problem."

  She hates other people getting drunk, but she doesn't reject this kind of sweet fruit wine with only a little alcohol taste.

   "I'm afraid there is more than this reason?"

  Guan Ji said with a pun.

  Zhang Xingyi blushed, pretending not to hear.

   This fruit wine was delivered by Dongfeng Express a few days ago.

   I heard that it was that guy who asked the people from the South Road Brewing Workshop to brew a sweet soup with a wine flavor from the fruit according to the method of brewing mead.

   This kind of fruit wine is rare, and it is even more precious when it is sent from Nanzhong to Longyou.

   Originally, Feng Junhou saw that his wife likes to eat sweets, so he specially asked people to brew them.

   Unexpectedly, Guan Ji was pregnant, but she couldn't eat anything that smelled of alcohol.

  So naturally, the little lady of the Zhang family will do it for her.

   "Not angry anymore?"

  Guan Ji squeezed Zhang Xingyi's face.

   "Little sister is not angry at all."

  Zhang Xingyi grinned.

   "It's still a lie. Looking at your appearance just now, I'm afraid you want to tear up these papers."

  Guan Ji muttered and motioned for the documents on the table.

   "That's not true." Zhang Xingyi shook her head, she is not a woman who can't tell the difference.

  Now all affairs are in Pingxiang, and the affairs in the army are entrusted to Zhang Yi.

   But the matter of governing the people is handled by Hu Qiang who is in charge of Guansuo, but the actual handler behind the scenes is himself.

  My sister’s doing this is already a huge concession. If she wants to make trouble again, she doesn’t know what to do.

  I did that just now, just to show my sense of existence.

  Zhang Xingyi said he was not angry, so naturally he was not angry.

  So her mind quickly turned to the business, "Just now I saw that the statistics sent by the secretariat mentioned the wool supply of the workshop at the end of this year."

   "What? What's the problem?"

  Guan Ji asked with concern.

   "The problem is serious. There is not enough wool." Zhang Xingyi shook his head and counted with his fingers, "Pingxiang will reclaim land this year, open pastures, and raise sheep at the same time."

   "Now the Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau and Nanxiang are producing looms. Also, this Northern Expedition gained a lot of labor, and Li Mu is training weavers and handymen in the workshop."

   "Thus, by the end of the year, the workshop will basically be able to start work. But Longyou has only experienced a major war, so it would be good to resume farming in the first year."

   "There is not much wool that can be harvested this year, and some will be handed over to the court. If these five workshops are divided, I am afraid that there will be a little less."

  Guan Ji couldn't help smiling when she saw her serious consideration.

   "I didn't expect to be able to get it all at once. Let's start this year and give them some hope. Next year, and even the year after, we can gradually increase the supply of wool."

  As the owner of the largest livestock ranch in the world, the landlady Guan and the rancher's wife know a lot about the ranch.

  The cycle of raising a sheep is almost one year.

  Ewes give birth to lambs within five months of pregnancy, plus three months of raising lambs, and can give birth to lambs three times in two years.

  Combined with the construction of the pasture, two years later, the current workshop scale can almost be supplied normally.

  Of course, these five wool spinning workshops are not too big, and there is no way to compare with the workshops in Nanxiang.

   But this is due to the limited supply of wool. After a few more years, it can be further expanded. How to expand and how to pay for food, then... we will talk about it at that time.

   Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi had other ideas.

   "Sister, that guy has robbed so many sheep from other people's house this time, so he should make use of them, right? Otherwise, wouldn't it be too wasteful."

  Zhang Xingyi twisted her fingers, which is the performance of her thinking.

  At the same time, there was a dangerous light in his eyes, "There is not enough wool, it is because there are not enough sheep, and there are not enough sheep, it is because there is not enough pasture."

   "Now we have to cultivate, divide the pastures, and provide food to the barbarians. The money and food are like running water. This burden is too heavy."

   "We do everything, so this delays the progress. Since the few families are anxious for wool, why don't we ask them to help?"

   Although Guan Ji knew that she was always good at plotting, she was a little puzzled when she heard these words.

   "We sold this wool to them in the first place, not to mention that the planning of the pasture is the job of the captain of the Qiang guard."

   "If they are even allowed to intervene in this kind of thing, wouldn't that give them authority? How would they be willing to pay for wool at that time?"

   "Borrow!" Zhang Xingyi ignored Guan Ji's worries, and saw her Bai Shengsheng's little hands clap together, "Borrow them money, food, and people!"

  Guan Ji thought the little girl was confused: "Which one is willing to borrow now?"

   It's not her bragging, it's just relying on her Alang's reputation in the aristocratic family in central Sichuan...

   Borrowing is not to say that it is not allowed, but if there are not enough benefits, who would borrow? Who dares to borrow?

  Zhang Xingyi said with a smile: "As long as it concerns their interests, they will naturally be willing to borrow."

"How to say?"

  Guan Ji saw that she really seemed to have a solution, so she hurriedly asked.

   "Sister, this is what I think. We have planned the pastures and divided the tribes. Then we will divide the pastures again and let each of the five families own a pasture."

   "At that time, the wool produced on this pasture will be given priority to his family except for the wool that will be handed over to the court."

  Guan Ji flatly refused: "No way. Caochang and those Hu tribes are already under the control of the imperial court. How can they be divided among those people?"

   "Oh, sister, why don't you listen to me first!" Zhang Xingyi said coquettishly dissatisfied.

   "Alright, you go first."

   "Who said that these pastures and tribes belong to them? Of course, they still belong to the imperial court! It's just that the wool produced is given priority to the family that is willing to help open the pasture."

  Guan Ji finally got a clue, and asked, "What do you mean? Make it clear!"

  "Sister, look, the money, food, and manpower to open the pasture are very costly. If they are willing to help, the pasture can be built a day earlier."

   "In this way, they will also benefit sooner. The money and food they put in can be converted into wool later. In fact, they are using the money and food collected from wool to build pastures in advance."

   "Hello, hello, hello, everyone, why would they not want to? Look at the ranch in Yuejuan, isn't there a rich family involved? They can send a tent to check the money and food coming in and out."

   "The pasture is the same, as long as the wool produced by the pasture has not reached their money and food, they can buy wool from this pasture first."

  Guan Ji heard this explanation, and looked at Zhang Xingyi in amazement, this woman really has a wonderful idea!

   "When the time comes, the grasslands will produce different wool, will it make them feel unbalanced?"

  Guan Ji thought for a while and asked another question.

   "Don't be afraid." Zhang Xingyi's face was full of confidence, "Let's just draw a good grassland and let them choose by themselves. Then it will be up to each company's ability."

   "If you have a poor vision, you can blame others for your good vision. If two families are interested in the same pasture at the same time, the one with the highest price will get it."

  Guan Ji gasped when she heard this.

  Little sister of the Zhang family, you really have a dark heart!

  It is not enough to use other people's money and food to build their own pastures, but they still think of ways to provoke their competition and make them waste more money.

   This level of black-heartedness is almost the same as that of my own Alang!

   "That's a good idea!" Madam Feng was full of praise, "You sketch it out and send it to A Lang to see how he decides."

   "This method is awesome!"

  Feng Junhou, who escorted the booty through Nan'an County Zhibi Road, received a letter from Ping Xiang. Although it was far away, he could still say exactly the same words as his own wife.

   "This is simply a pre-sale model of commercial housing!"

  Feng Tubie was extremely shocked, "Little sister Zhang's brains are simply insane!"

   In this way, the wool spinning workshop in Longyou can get on the right track at least one year earlier.

  The idea of ​​selling workshop quotas was also thought of by Zhuge Old Demon.

  This top character, he really is a top in any era...

  (end of this chapter)