Old things in Nancheng

The official camp in the prison camp is the lowest level of officials in the bureaucratic group. These people have no hope of promotion and no dignity. They have no other pursuits except for desperate money.

Therefore, when Jiang Shangpei presented the silver, the official had a bright smile on his face, but when he saw that there was only 50 taels of silver in the package, his smile froze instantly.

"My lord, this is the account book, please have a look at it." Wang Zimo held the account book in both hands, then bowed his back and stepped aside.

The account book, the official camp is not very understandable, each row has its own way, in front of Wang Zimo, who is good at dealing with money, the official camp's morality is obviously not enough to look at.Therefore, the official camp did not ask for trouble to look through the account books, without raising its eyelids, and asked eccentrically: "I heard that the business of your silk and satin shop is very prosperous. Now in our Xingyuan Mansion, it goes up to the prefectural government office." , down to the rich merchants, all of you are pursuing the materials of your silk and satin factory, why is the profit so little?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zimo cupped his hands and said calmly: "Master Huiguanying, silk is a precious commodity. Even in the small hometown of Lin'an Prefecture, only rich and noble families can afford it. Silk began from silkworm farming, After going through the three processes of silk reeling, weaving, and dyeing and finishing, each process consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, and each process is extremely complicated, and the yield is not high. Then, there is embroidery, which makes silk exquisite The most important step of jue lun is that less than one out of ten embroiderers can embroider finished products, so the cost of forming a piece of silk is very high. The distance between my Xingyuan Mansion and Jiangnan is very long. It is extremely difficult to avoid water bandits and keep the silk dry all the time.”

Seeing Wang Zimo's serious reply, the official camp somewhat believed it, but this did not mean that such a prosperous business could only be so profitable.

"I know what you said, and I know your ability to handle accounts." Guan Ying said with a smile on his face.

"My lord, I don't dare to lie to you. The silk and satin shop seems to be doing well, but there are also difficulties. Let's not talk about the cost issue. We only said that the silk and satin factory invested in the early stage, and now even half of the capital has not been returned. Let's buy it. There are many people in the silk and satin, but because there is no owner in the store, many nobles have taken it on credit, and I am afraid that these silks and satins will not come back, and we will have to pay back the original capital." Wang Zimo had already had a plan, and answered well Watertight.

"There are other things like this. The way of business is not to pay with one hand and deliver with one hand?" Guan Ying asked suspiciously.

"My lord, the silk and satin shop is responsible for the small ones, but what kind of people are the small ones, ordinary people, wearing a sinful body, there is a way that the big shop deceives the customers, but there is still a reason for the big customers to deceive the owner. Those who come to the store to buy silk and satin If you don't give them, they will have their own way to stop the silk and satin village from opening. The silk and satin village is not owned by the small ones, it is Brother Jiang Waiting for others to own it, they entrust the shop to the small ones, and the small ones can't offend the nobles just because of a moment of enthusiasm, and let the silk and satin factory suffer. My lord, this small business is really aggrieved~" Wang Zimo said with a bitter face.

All the words are well-founded, and no one can find fault, and the official camp has to accept this fact, but if there is only so much income every year, he feels that it is too little.In his heart, a prosperous big silk and satin factory should have an income of tens of thousands of taels a year, and it is reasonable for him to have 1000 taels of silver a year.

The government does not understand the high profit of silk. Although the cost of silk is high, the profit is even more frighteningly high. Of course, these industry secrets are only known to insiders. doorway.The income of tens of thousands of taels a year is really an insult to such a noble thing as silk. The silk managed by the Jiang family makes a profit of no less than 10 taels a year.

Looking at the five ingots and ten taels of silver on the case, Guanying felt awkward, so don't mention it.I thought I could make a lot of money in the silk and satin village this year, and let the silk and satin village give him a few bolts of silk so that his wife could have a good time when visiting relatives.

This is what makes people feel unsatisfied, but he never thought that he would not even be able to get the 50 taels of silver.

"If you have a master, you can be sure..." Guan Ying asked implicitly.

"If this is the case, the small ones are sure to increase their income by [-]%, but if there is more, the small ones can't guarantee it. After all, our Xingyuan Mansion is not peaceful now." Wang Zimo replied, with a faint flash of relief in his eyes. The finish.

"In that case, let Wang Chongwen go with you to manage the silk and satin shop. His family is a rich silk merchant, and he should be familiar with this business." Guanying said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zimo's heart sank, and Jiang Shangpei also understood that the official camp would not let the four of them go out together.This news was extremely bad for both Jiang Shangpei and Wang Zimo. Jiang Shangpei couldn't leave the camp, but Wang Zimo wanted to split power with Wang Chongwen. This was like shooting himself in the foot.

In fact, according to Jiang Shangpei's thinking, since the government wanted money, he would just give more, but his idea was completely wrong. If he gave the money in a straightforward manner, the purpose would be too obvious, and it would be the opposite. It made the official camp suspicious, which is why Wang Zimo planned to use the satin village as a cover after thinking about it for a long time.

It is true that the official camp needs money, but it is even more important to keep the official position. Only by sitting in this position can you continue to make money. But the prisoner who escaped, he has to be in the front row. If the identity of the prisoner escaped, the crime of the official camp would be serious.

Wang Zimo calmed down, took a step forward, and said: "Second brother Wang will definitely do the silk business, but this is Xingyuan Mansion, not Yangzhou. Second brother Wang has no fame and fame, and now he has lost the support of the Wang family. I'm afraid the nobles won't buy it."

Guan Ying didn't know what was going on, but felt that what Wang Zimo said was reasonable, maybe he was fascinated by money, so he was dragged left and right by Wang Zimo.

"In that case, do you have a good candidate?" Guan Ying asked.

"My lord, I think Brother Jiang is a good candidate. Brother Jiang's family is also in the silk business, and he knows the business well. If there is a small helper, there will be no problem. What our silk and satin factory lacks most now is A person who can stand up to the scene, Brother Jiang comes from a family background, with profound knowledge, elegant manners, and noble character, he should be the best person to make friends with noble people." Wang Zimo recommended without hesitation.

Guan Ying nodded slightly, Jiang Shangpei was his scribe, and he knew the character and talent best. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good, so he couldn't help asking: "Shangpei, what do you think?"

Jiang Shangpei sighed in his heart, but he couldn't escape Wang Zimo's plan in the end. He glanced at Wang Zimo indiscriminately, and then said to the official camp: "The little one is willing to share the worries of the adults."

"Since that's the case, I grant you permission to enter and leave the prison camp without reporting. I hope that in the coming year, Shang Pei and Xiao Er will work together to make our silk and satin shop more prosperous." Finally, the official camp showed a smile on his face.

When the official camp left the prison camp, several bolts of high-quality silk were stuffed in his carriage, which was secretly honored by Wang Zimo, which made the official camp more fond of Wang Zimo.

Wang Zimo smiled, but Jiang Shangpei was very dull. After returning to the room, he was still not happy for the New Year, and asked with a sullen face: "My dear brother, what do you want to do?"

"Brother, I just want to go home safely." Wang Zimo said.

Going home, what a maddening word, living in a different place, living in a difficult border, and thinking about relatives during the festive season, on such a day of family reunion, they can only swallow this bitter wish.

"Brother, now, would you be willing to tell me your plan?" Jiang Shangpei has already boarded Wang Zimo's boat, whether he is willing or not, he has no choice.

When Wang Zimo and Jiang Shangpei came out of the room, it was already dark, and because everyone got a piece of meat inside the iron fence, the scene was lively and chaotic, and competition was inevitable, but these things had nothing to do with it. Wang Zimo had nothing to do with Jiang Shangpei, Jiang Shangpei went to his lover to seek spiritual comfort, while Wang Zimo was carrying a pot of spicy Qin wine, facing the cold winter wind, looking at the sky full of stars, listening to the New Year's Eve in Xingyuan Mansion. cheers, weeping alone in the dark.

Lan'er, I miss you so much, how are you doing, Bao'er has grown up, will she be called a mother, when I go back, do you still remember me?

The murmured longing melted into the throat-burning wine, and poured it with his head up. Only the new moon in the dark night exuded a faint and soft gleam, which made the drunk Wang Zimo obsessed.

In the residential houses on the edge of Dongshi City, Yanguan County, Lin Zhilan also stared blankly at the moon in the sky. After watching for a long time, she would see Wang Zimo's innocent smile in that bright place.

"You ask, how deep do I love you, how much do I love you? Think about it, go and have a look, the moon represents my heart~"

The faint singing voice filled Lin Zhilan's longing for Wang Zimo, so thick that even the cold wind couldn't melt it away.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the New Year is a new atmosphere. After the sadness, there is endless motivation, the expectation for life, and the nostalgia for his wife and daughter in the distance. Wang Zimo wiped away all the sadness and devoted himself to the hopeful New Year.

Wang Chongwen and the others didn't know what they had talked with the official camp. Apart from helplessness, they were also angry about their inability to leave the camp. This anger was not directed at Wang Zimo and Jiang Shangpei, but at the official camp.

But Wang Zimo is very good at talking. She said that if there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. Since the official and camp leader let Jiang Shangpei out of the camp, then the three of them have hope. As long as they plan carefully and wait patiently, they will have their own way. good result.

This statement was agreed by the three of them. After all, the exit to the city had already been opened, so it was better than none of them being able to get out.

For the coolie prisoners in the prison camp, after the New Year's Eve dinner, the year is over.On the first day of the Lunar New Year, they were sent to build the city wall at the top of the city. After several months of fighting, even the originally extremely tall and strong city wall of Xingyuan Mansion was now scarred and dilapidated.

For high-ranking prisoners, the New Year is no different from ordinary people, they can still enjoy the fun of eating, drinking, gambling and dating. Amidst the clamor of the crowd, Wang Zimo reluctantly went to the kitchen to find peach blossoms, and invited her to watch the lantern festival.

Peach Blossom in the New Year, wearing a newly made pink cotton padded jacket, she is not bloated like other women, but still showing a charming curve, but her face does not have the joy of the New Year, there is no need to say the reason No, who made Wang Zimo treat her too coldly.

"Peach Blossom, tomorrow is the 15th Lantern Festival, would you like to go and see it with me?" Wang Zimo asked awkwardly with his eyes wandering.

When Taohua heard the words, she couldn't believe her ears. When she looked up and saw Wang Zimo not daring to look at her dodging eyes, she naturally mistook Wang Zimo for a very restrained and shy man. There is progress.

"Okay." Taohua bowed her head, and answered with a sticky voice.

"Cough, then I'll pick you up tomorrow evening." Wang Zimo said bravely.

"Okay." Tao Hua nodded lightly, her face flushed with shyness and joy. Seeing that Wang Zimo's back was a little thin, she couldn't help chasing after him and said concernedly: "It's cold at night, you should wear more tomorrow night."

"Cough, I see."

Wang Zimo responded and left as if fleeing. She still doesn't quite understand what she is doing.