Infrastructure masters in the red building

After Jia Daishan explained to Jia Fang, he asked Jia Fang to go back to his small courtyard - after a while, he would no longer have to live in that small courtyard.

Jia Fang just frowned and made troubles along the way, but it wasn't all because of the lack of money and people who didn't know how to repair the yard—he had a vague feeling that Jia Daishan entrusted himself with the project of repairing the garden, and it was the emperor and his old man. I personally nodded in agreement.

If Jia's mansion wants to renovate the imperial garden, of course it has to keep up with the order, and Jia Daishan's behavior is a matter of course.But Jia Fang always felt strange—why did Jia Daishan specially pick a 14-year-old concubine to preside over the project, and it was so easy to pass the report to the emperor?

Jia Fang very much hoped that this was just overthinking, otherwise things would be too weird.

In addition to this puzzle, money and people are difficult problems.Jia Fang secretly calculated the possible output of the Grand View Garden, thinking that it would take at least five years to reach the level of "raising a garden with a garden" and then use these outputs to complete the construction of other parts of the garden.

He returned to his small courtyard, opened the scroll, thought for a moment, and asked: "If... this courtyard is slowly built... what will happen?"

Only the small area of ​​Daoxiang Village still appeared on the scroll, but at this moment Jia Fang was staring at the blank space on the scroll to see how the other party would react.

As a result, four words slowly appeared on the blank space: "Flowers bloom on Moshang——"

Jia Fang: ...

He really felt a mouthful of old blood welling up in his throat.

The flowers on Moshang are blooming, but they can return slowly. ①

Build slowly, then return slowly.When will it be completed, and when will it return.

I said... why is your scroll so knowledgeable?

Jia Fang held his breath and did not open his mouth. The four large characters on the scroll never disappeared. One person and one picture looked at each other in blank dismay. The same construction drawing of the "Chinese Poetry Conference" is such a "axis".

At this moment, the gate of Jia Fang's small courtyard was slammed, and Jia She's rough voice sounded outside: "Third brother, third child, are you asleep yet? I need your help."

Jia Fang hurriedly continued with the sentence "You can return slowly", then quickly rolled up the scroll, put it on the desk, put on his coat, took off his shoes, opened the courtyard door with a "huoluo", and asked, "Brother ,What's up?"

Jia She grabbed Jia Fang's shoulder and said, "This time you have to help your elder brother, your sister-in-law, and your future nephew."

Seeing that Jia She was in a hurry, Jia Fang welcomed him in quickly and asked what was going on, only to find out that Jia She's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhang, had just diagnosed the Xi pulse in the past two days.Before, Mrs. Zhang ate kimchi from Mrs. Sun at Jia Min, and thought it was very good, so she asked for half a jar.Now that all the kimchi in Jia She's courtyard has been eaten, Mrs. Zhang is still thinking about it, so Jia She came to ask her younger brother for help.

"Brother, this is a great event in the mansion! Congratulations, brother!" Jia Fang was filled with joy when he heard that.

Jia She and Zhang's first child, if it is a boy, will be the eldest son and grandson of Rongguo Mansion.Of course Jia Fang must sincerely congratulate his elder brother.

Still, he was a little weird.Last time Mrs. Sun sent pickles to Jia Min. Jia Min liked it very much. Many servants in the mansion asked Mrs. Sun the recipe for making kimchi.Now in the Rongguo Mansion, you can smell the sour smell everywhere, and it seems that someone in the Jia Amnesty Court has asked for a prescription to make it—why is there still a shortage of kimchi?

But since Jia Amnesty asked for it, Jia Fang hurriedly asked Sun to take out the kimchi they had soaked and gave it to Jia Amnesty.

Jia Amnesty uncovered the altar, smelled it carefully, nodded and said, "Yes, that's what it smells like." He hurriedly begged Jia Fang, "Give it all to brother?"

Jia Fang waved his hand: "Must." Kimchi, anyway, Sun and Fuya can do it again.

"However, brother, there must be someone in your yard making these kimchi?" Jia Fang was a little puzzled as to why Jia Amnesty wanted to go far away.

Before Jia She could answer, Mrs. Sun interjected next to him: "Third Master told me that all the ingredients should be selected with the best quality, and there must be no flaws at all. In order to prevent this dish from growing white flowers, we also added enough shochu. Yes. If you don’t have such good materials, the taste will naturally not be as good as our courtyard.”

Feelings are such a truth! ——There is no hard-to-make kimchi in the world, only those who have money and work hard.

Jia Amnesty suddenly realized, patted Jia Fang on the shoulder vigorously, and said: "I know, I will scold those little bastards when I turn around. I don't know how to use good ingredients for the food for the grandma, and I don't know how to buy it for them. I know where greed has gone."

He turned around and praised Sun again: "Nurse Sun, you are such a good cook, hurry up and open a kimchi shop tomorrow."

Sun said with a smile: "Uncle Xi is joking, this is just a small dish, is it worth opening a shop?"

Jia Amnesty scratched his head and said, "That's right!" Holding two jars of kimchi in his arms, he ordered a woman in his courtyard to hold the lamp and hurry back.

Jia Fang became anxious: "Brother, I still have something to do... I need your help!"

Jia She walked quickly, and at this time he had already left the yard, and a sentence came from outside the yard: "Wait tomorrow, Brother Minger will definitely come to see you... You have to serve your wife first..."

Although Jia Amnesty was unreliable in what he said and did, he was quite trustworthy.Early the next morning, Jia Amnesty came to Jia Fang's yard and asked, "Brother, what did you say yesterday...?"

When Jia Fang told about the fact that he was allowed to study in Fangyuan, Jia Amnesty's eyes widened from a smile, and he leaned over and took Jia Fang's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, how much money did Dad give you to do this?" ? Good thing don't forget about your big brother, it's time for big brother to spend money now."

Jia Fang knew that the purchase and construction work in the high-ranking households were all lucrative, and the managers were all eager for it, but he didn't expect Jia She to do the same.

Seeing Jia Amnesty's eagerness to beg the door, Jia Fang reluctantly told the truth.

When Jia She heard this, he immediately released Jia Fang: "What? You said that Dad asked you to raise money by yourself to renovate the imperial garden?" Jia She stretched out his hands and scratched his head, as if he couldn't believe what he heard was true.

Jia Fang nodded helplessly: "That's true, I need to raise funds by myself..."

Jia She immediately shook his hands: "I have no money!——The elder brother can't help you." The straight-hearted Jia She turned around and was about to run away. I want to ask you, can you help me find a worker?"

This is Jia Fang's idea, doesn't he still have more than 100 taels of silver in his hand?Maybe we can build a roof first, and repair Daoxiang Village first.

Jia Amnesty took a serious look at Jia Fang, and seeing his resolute expression, it seemed that he was really ready to raise funds by himself.Jia Amnesty thought for a while, then patted his chest:

"Put it on my brother."

"Bricklayers, brick-burners, carpenters, strippers, all kinds of small workers, flower makers... Just tell your elder brother who you want. Your elder brother has made many arrangements for such things—"

In the original book of "Red Mansion", Jia She's son Jia Lian travels from south to north, busy with various common affairs after running back and forth.Now it seems that Jia Amnesty is the same, and he is proficient in all kinds of ways here. "As long as you can pay the materials and workers' wages, it's fine." Jia Amnesty said confidently.

"Brother, if I just build Daoxiang Village first so that I can have a place to live, how much do you think it will cost at least?"

"Daoxiang Village..." Jia She scratched his head and thought for a while, then clapped his hands together, "If it's just Daoxiang Village, at least two or three hundred taels will be needed; but if it's the whole garden, ten thousand taels of silver won't be too much."

"Okay... I see." Jia Fang felt that there was no confidence in his voice.Jia Amnesty patted him sympathetically again, and said, "It's not a lot of money, you can find a chance to talk to dad, it's impossible for dad to really look at you like this."

"Right now, think about how many people you need, how many materials you want to buy, when you will enter the venue, and then tell your elder brother, who will make arrangements for you." After Jia Amnesty finished speaking, he said that he still had something to do, and left first.

Jia Fang thought about Jia Amnesty's suggestion for a moment, and felt that he still lacked an important helper.For the design and construction of the buildings in the Grand View Garden, I can give pointers and lead the workers to complete them.But now he desperately needs someone who understands project budgets and final accounts, and is familiar with the various rules of this world, especially prices.

In addition, it is best for such a person to go to the construction site from time to time, and it is best to strictly observe financial discipline and be loyal...

According to Jia Fang's experience in later generations, this kind of person is very difficult to find.

——Of course, what he lacks most is money.

After talking with Jia Amnesty once, Jia Fang felt that he had some ideas.Seeing that noon was approaching, he hurried to find Zhao Cheng and asked him to take him to the Wanqing Building for the appointment.Unexpectedly, the pair of master and servant had just walked out of the gate of the Rong Mansion, and a car had already caught up from behind, showing the badge of the Beijing Prince's Mansion, and respectfully invited Jia Fang to get in the car.

Since Jia Fang came to this time and space, he has been insisting on driving No. 11. He has never sat in a carriage here. The first time he tried it, he felt that the interior of this carriage is spacious, and the carriage is extremely stable when walking. It is indeed a very comfortable means of transportation.

"It's a pity that the transportation efficiency is a little low." Jia Fang muttered to himself, lifted the felt curtain on the car, and watched the street scene at will.

"Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng..." After walking for a while, Jia Fang called Zhao Cheng who was sitting on the back of the car through the curtain, "How come there are so many beggars in the city in just a few days? "

He had already noticed this yesterday, but sitting in the car today, he could see it more clearly from a high position.During the first lunar month, many beggars appeared in the capital.

Zhao Cheng sighed outside the curtain, and said, "Third Master, I heard that the price of food has started to rise due to the continuous drought in the north. No, there are even more beggars in the capital."