Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Yao Qing came up with a solution that Wen Lun couldn't think of.

Wen Lun carefully read the plan. It was a thick stack, and there was not a trace of fuss in the words. They were all very pragmatic words, and there were even some specific data.

Yao Qing was a little apprehensive: "Sir, is it possible?"

Wen Lun closed the plan, handed it to Xiong Da, and raised his eyes: "You think of it alone?"

Yao Qing shook his head: "No, there are also Zhuo An and the village chief."

Xiong Da read the plan with a glance: "Tell me how you came up with it?" Although Xiong Da's business is not big, but because of his wife's idea, there are many small stalls in various places, covering almost all walks of life. Industry.As soon as Yao Qing's proposal came out, he knew that the business could be done.It may not be possible to make a lot of money, but it is not a problem to have enough food and clothing.

Winter has just begun, and spring is already blooming in Xiong Da's heart.After all, he grew up in this mountain forest. Although he doesn't have much affection for the mountain people here, he still has feelings for this place.Over the past few years, he has seen the changes in the people in the mountains, and he also knows that the people who have become like this are all poor.

Next year, the four tea gardens in Longzhou County will recruit a large number of workers for the production of brick tea. Although they are only temporary workers, they can be used by the mountain people or the poor in the county, which is enough to improve some of their lives.In addition to Yao Qing's plan...Xiong Da suddenly thought that his wife said that Yao Qing was a god of learning, and he was really a good scholar.

The daughter-in-law is good enough, and the students she teaches are even better.This is the blue out of the blue and better than the blue?

Yao Qing stood in front of the desk, facing his husband and Uncle Xiong, with a serious face: "I made a list of what is produced and eaten in the mountains. Then I asked the village chief, Zhuo An, Xiao Wang, The housekeeper and accountant listed the cost and selling price, and compared which one was more profitable." Having said this, Yao Qing blushed a little, "Students are not observant enough, and they use stupid methods."

Wen Lun didn't mind: "No matter what the method is, it's a good method if it works."

Students who do good deeds are rewarded as teachers.

Mr. Wen took Xiong Da to continue making small models.Since the construction of the fort began, there was a lack of everything on the mountain, except for the scraps of wood.They're just doing some mockups, that's totally fine.

Wen Lun's skill in making models is not bad now, and the craftsmen have specially improved his set of model-making tools, making it easier to use.After a while, a set of building blocks was made.Log color, no colorful paint, looks good too.

Wen Lun had a great sense of accomplishment: "How is it?" Xiong Da even carved a big box.

Yao Qing was slightly disgusted: "It's for little girls to play with."

Yao Qing's first experience in playing with wood was the model, and he didn't like building blocks at all.

Wen Lun was heartbroken, there was a student of theology, and it was difficult for a husband to give a gift occasionally, so he pushed the student out, drew the blueprint with a turn of the knife, and began to make small wooden sticks.

The next day Yao Qing received three square wooden blocks, all of which were made of small wooden strips, and tried to dismantle them but couldn't.

Wen Lun watched Yao Qing start brainstorming with the Luban lock, and ran to find the craftsman with a smile.After a few days, the Rubik's Cube came out, and the colors on the six sides were dyed with painting paints.Made of solid wood by hand, it is not difficult to turn, but the weight is quite heavy.

Before Yao Qing could untie the three Luban locks, he got the Rubik's Cube again and completely sank into it.

And when there was Song Lin in the family, many more people fell into the Rubik's Cube than Wen Lun expected.One of the Luban locks was also touched.The building blocks were also gone.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at the account book sent by his subordinates with a cold face. The young man without baby fat on his face looked even more ruthless and unreasonable... Cough.

The subordinates originally looked beaming, and they didn't know where Mr. Song got the idea, and they made a lot of money in just such a short time.If it weren't for Mr. Qian's shy face, he insisted on getting a share of the pie, and he would have earned even more.The subordinates glanced cautiously at His Highness the Crown Prince, who was completely depressed. Sure enough, he was upset because the money was taken by Mr. Qian, right?

The subordinates comforted: "The first carriage is almost finished, and it is just waiting to be painted." The design of the carriage is really ingenious, and you can boil a pot of hot tea in the carriage when you go out in winter.

When His Royal Highness heard the words, his complexion finally became better: "Yes. Remember to send [-]% of the profit from selling these things to Mr. Xiong."

Thirty percent? !The subordinates were shocked, His Royal Highness's move was really generous.Mr. Song has already said that this is just something Mr. Wen gave Xiao Jieyuan to play with, and he has no intention of selling it for money.They sell it... It seems not very authentic.But this is the boundary of the capital, is it easy to open a shop in the capital?Can you make so much money in a short period of time if you change to another place?

But since it was the order of the crown prince, those under his command would definitely not refute it.Besides, the [-]% of the benefit prince said that he would pay it, so wouldn't Master Qian not give it?As long as he thought of being able to pluck hair from Mr. Qian's body, his subordinates felt happy for a while.

So, after a few days, Wen Lun received a sum of money, which was brought by Song Lin.

Song Lin was still a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a long time, and said decisively: "His Royal Highness and Mr. Qian from the household department opened a shop with building blocks and Rubik's Cube. After discussion, Mr. Wen took [-]%, His Highness [-]%, and Mr. Qian [-]% These are considered as advance deposits." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince left the shop, Mr. Qian gave someone to manage and manage it, and Wen Lun was regarded as a technology shareholder.

"Your Highness said, if Mr. Wen has other ideas, we will follow suit." For example, how to unlock the Luban lock or something?

Wen Lun and Song Lin were talking here.Xiong Da is doing Luban lock on the other side.

Two of the three Luban locks were taken away by Song Lin, and now Yao Qing only has one left in his hand, blinking his eyes and holding his mouth every day.

There are many types of Luban locks, mainly six and nine, and many different structures and playing methods can be derived respectively.When Wen Lun was a child, his parents used Luban locks to toss him.From being unable to take it apart at the very beginning, to being unable to put it back together after taking it apart, to proficient in disassembling and assembling, and finally being able to do it by myself.

Wen Lun frowned. Originally, he planned to put it in the teahouse as an educational toy for the private school to be opened soon.This kind of small thing has extremely limited technical content, such as a Rubik's cube or something. If you try to dismantle one or two, you can understand it completely, and can you do long-term business?Besides, it doesn't cost much to buy such a small thing.

What Song Lin brought was a deposit, which was a gold ingot.

Wen Lun felt a little overwhelmed.The golden ingot looks really cute.Wen Lun didn't want to return it, so he rubbed his chin and began to draw the blueprint.

The next day, Song Lin went down the mountain with a pile of logs, and felt that his lightness kung fu had gone a step further.

After Yao Qing returned home, he found that none of his original toys were there, so he pressed down the corners of his mouth, threw himself into Wen Lun's arms, and didn't look up for a long time.

Xiong Da lifted the child out of his wife's arms: "Uncle Da Xiong will take you to do it yourself."

Yao Qing's eyes lit up, the little chair was eager to try, Zhuo An took it out: "I haven't memorized the book yet."

Yao Qing made Luban locks and wooden blocks, sold them happily, and then came back with a pout, and started making building blocks "for little girls to play with".

In the study room, the five people were divided into two groups with clear distinctions.

Yao Qing took his book boy and servant to make small toys.

Xiong Da and Wen Lun were playing more elaborate board games, such as checkers, strong hand chess, animal chess, monopoly... As one of the participants, Xiong Da wanted to split open his daughter-in-law's head to see what was inside.

When Wen Lun started playing chess, Yao Qing and the others were kicked out of the study.

Wen Lun was completely excited. He didn't think there was anything special about war chess at all. The only problem was that he ran out of paint.The original body is a master of learning, the kind who knows everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.Although Wen Lun shared skill points, apart from making some models, he usually had nothing to do with poetry.Painting, basically nothing.

All the paints on hand are leftovers from previous use.Scholars these days basically use mineral pigments for their paintings, and there are not many colors.But educational toys are basically for children to play with, and they pay attention to bright and colorful colors. Wen Lun's stock is quickly used up.A set of war chess has not been finished yet, and it is gone after only half of the coloring.

Wen Lun went out to ask the scholar who came to play to borrow paint.

Xiong Da was uncharacteristically watching the war chess in a daze.

Song Lin walked in, followed in a daze.

Xiong Da found Song Lin: "Mr. Song."

Song Lin couldn't take his eyes off the war chess: "Is this new?"

"Hmm." Xiong Da put away the war chess and asked, "Mr. Song wants to see me?"

Talking about the business, Song Lin put away his expression: "Song wants to go to the mountain. The two dogs can already pull the sled. It's almost Chinese New Year. Send something to the brothers in the mountain."

What Song Lin wanted to give was very solid, thick cotton-padded clothes and quilts.Other things in the mountain are easy to solve, but there is nowhere to replenish the clothes and covers.

Xiong Da nodded: "Two dogs are not enough, Mr. Song may have to run a few more times." Xiong Da himself started as a small soldier and knew exactly what was needed, "Send some sewing kits in. Other things, Pay more attention, Mr. Song, and make up for what is missing."

Song Lin nodded.

Xiong Da understood that Song Lin's entry represented the attitude of the emperor and the prince.This batch of materials probably went to the private treasury of the emperor or the prince.

After talking about the business, Song Lin still refused to leave, and the topic turned to war chess again: "This... chess, when will it be done well?" Why does Mr. Wen want to do it himself?There are a lot of craftsmen on the mountain, and you can find any carpenter who can do it faster and better than Mr. Wen, so you can make more money faster.

Xiong Da sorted out the drawings, put them in the wooden box, and threw them to Song Lin casually: "Take it." Very generous.

Song Lin Qiqi Ai Ai: "Don't you have this sample?" Just a few sheets of paper?

Xiong Dayi said sternly: "The craftsmanship of the craftsmen in Beijing is much better than ours. My wife and I don't need to be embarrassed. The drawings and rules of the game are very detailed."

Song Lin had no choice but to accept it, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Xiong Da.

"Does Mr. Song have any paints?" The scholar has too many things, and the daughter-in-law has to ask others to borrow some paints. It is his dereliction of duty as a husband.

Song Lin shook his head.He came up the mountain to work as a foreman, not to study and play, so of course he wouldn't bring those things with him.

"I don't have any on hand now. If I'm not in a hurry, Song will take me up the mountain in a few days." Anyway, he has to go down the mountain. Longzhou County is a county town anyway, and it has everything it should have.

Xiong laughed loudly: "Then trouble Mr. Song."

As soon as Song Lin went out, Wen Lun came back with a pile of paint.

Wen Lun's name is not bad among scholars, it's just a little paint, and others are happy to give it away.The cost of paint is not low, Wen Lun sent two sets of chess.

"It's just that the colors are a bit lacking." It's better to use paint. The toys sold in the capital are all painted, but Wen Lun thinks that paint is fine, and painting is too troublesome.

Xiong Da watched his daughter-in-law happily start to adjust the paint, start playing chess again, various terrains, arms, and various situations... These things are just toys in the eyes of the daughter-in-law. Does the daughter-in-law know the meaning? What are you wearing?

Seeing that Xiong Da's eyes were wrong, Wen Lun leaned over and kissed him: "Little raccoon, don't think about it."

Yao Qing entered the door with the unlocked Luban lock, and repeated, "Little raccoon?"

Xiong Da: "..."