Chapter 133 Jiangnan Weaving Workshop
Nodding should be true.
Han Mufeng looked at his wife in confusion.
Could this imperial physician be the imperial physician invited by Empress Dowager Yu when she gave birth to Chenchen? Lan Yue suddenly remembered that the doctor who had been wholeheartedly for her for several days was named Fang, and the empress dowager arranged it. She had given birth prematurely at that time. If it weren't for this old imperial physician, they would have been gone.
"When I was born in Chenchen, I didn't know that the eldest sister was the queen mother and the queen mother ordered the imperial physician to take care of her day and night to get the mother and son. He was not like a person who was obsessed with greed. If it weren't for you, he would have taken such risks."
Lan Yue is so accustomed to the word "Zhu". In front of outsiders, she has to protect the dignity of the Emperor Zhao Kingdom.
Han Mufeng thought to himself.
"Old party's salary is fined for three months, and the father and daughter will be punished for being disrespectful."
Han Mufeng is tolerant to the greatest extent for everyone involved in Lan Yue and Chenchen, and the old Doctor Fang has calculated this hurdle.
Eighteen got the order and turned around and went to do business.
“Will this be a little heavy?”
"Heavy? Such people can only take advantage of opportunities and do nothing well. They think they can make a fortune by climbing onto my bed. Any messy person dares to come!"
Lan Yue shut up and said nothing. She joked that she wanted to find a wife for him. In fact, if she really wanted to find her, it would be strange if she felt good. If he dared to do that, she wouldn't have to turn around and beat him up immediately?
At this time, Xiaobuzi and Li Li also stepped forward to apologize. In this matter, they could only be rescued by the little ancestors of Zhaoguo.
The two knelt in front with their heads hanging down, and several knelt down behind them.
"Get out and ask for the twenty boards!"
Han Mufeng angrily swept the people on the kneeling ground. All these guys and things did revolve around him. Forget it, it is rare to feel good today.
For this team of people, the penalty for the twenty-pin board was too light and they happily received the penalty after kowtowing and thanking him.
"Come on, eat quickly." Han Mufeng did not forget to peel the shrimp shells while dealing with the person. A small plate of peeled small river shrimp pushed it to Lan Yue, and then picked the fish bones.
It took so long since I had eaten the chefs of my own villa. The shrimps grown naturally in the villa's river were delicious! Lan Yue was so hungry that she ate a little faster than usual, and she saw Han Mufeng's movement of picking fish bones also followed.
"You eat too."
"Well, you can eat your fill first."
...
The next day and the third day, it was not until Lan Yue chased the people that Han Mufeng reluctantly returned to the city. It was just a horse that came back early in the morning and a horse that came out in the evening. The villa was the palace of the emperors of the two countries.
This kind of life passes very quickly, and autumn begins in a blink of an eye. The foot of Tuo Mountain extends to many nearby villages and fields, with white cotton hanging on the branches. The first batch of mature cotton can be picked and removed from the seeds and is ready to be sent to the Xinzhifang in the town.
Shen Qinglan is now a master of cotton planting. Yang Yi ordered people to buy her a yard house in the town, so that she could patrol and guide the surrounding villages with the town as the center. Shen Qinglan took her daughter Xiaorui and lived in, and bought two girls to serve her. Although her life was booming, she was also happy. Under her leadership, the village that planted cotton planted better than expected.
"Line up, line up!"
"The first-level and second-level cotton are clearly distinguished, so they cannot be mixed, they can be put into sacks to get overweight."
“No cotton seeds can be wasted!”
"Where are you, your level is not clear, please choose again!"
...
Shen Qinglan stood on a square bench and was already drying her mouth. Teams of people were carrying the well-categorised cotton at the intersection of the town to the weaving yard. The female students in the Fairy Temple were all responsible for registering and maintaining order. They were all proud of their faces. This job was much better than those who were exhausted and tiring all year round.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty..."
Seeing Lan Yue getting off the bus not far away, Shen Qinglan almost fell off the stool standing and ran over to salute with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The other girls and villagers who had served the goods all surrounded and kowtowed.
"Everyone should go and do whatever you should be busy with, I'll just take a look."
The man in the darkness kowtowed a few more times before he dispersed.
"Your Majesty, the cotton harvest is better than what was planted before in the temple and the rear."
"Well, it means you manage it well."
"The civilian woman has received great kindness from His Majesty. If you don't know anything else, you can only work hard to plant cotton to repay you."
"It's done well, go and do it quickly, I'll just take a walk."
When Shen Qinglan retreated, Lan Yue whispered to her aunt around her to write it down. In the near future, Xianguo established a cotton planting guidance department. Shen Qinglan became a perfect female leader, receiving a public salary, which made many envious people and became the idol of many women.
The original location of Wuzhen Weaving Floor has been expanded countless times. The five imperially-referred golden characters "Jiangnan Weaving Factory" on the door of the weaving Floor are particularly eye-catching. These five characters have become the charm and pride of the town, and they were written by the emperor.
Lan Yue and Yang Yi walked all the way to the cotton delivery office. Before they could reach the door, they saw Director Huang Shengmin from afar and kneeling to greet him.
"Greetings to Your Majesty, the Third Young Master."
"No gift."
Although she was a regular costume, Lan Yue was not the one who could look directly at ordinary people at this time. Although the people who were kneeling stood up, they all lowered their heads and dared not look around.
From winning the eldest lady of the Lan family every time he bets, then becoming the sweetheart of the Emperor Xianguo, now the Empress of Zhaoguo, Huang Shengmin praised himself hundreds of times in his heart. It was because his ancestors had accumulated virtue to hold such thick thighs. Although he is just a factory manager now, his income is several times higher than when he was a small workshop before, and there is no risk. His status is much higher with the towering tree on his back. Even the prefecture master had to give him enough face when he saw him, a small factory manager.
Huang Shengmin led the explanation, Yang Yi made an addition next to him and took Her Majesty the Queen to visit the factory.
In the finished product exhibition hall, many small vendors from other state capitals have already arrived, ordering cloth, quilt covers, quilt cores, towels...
"Third brother, what are you going to do when my dad is in shops everywhere?" Lan Yue asked during the tea break.
"Your Majesty, I have thought that in the future, cloth is no longer a scarce product. If you want to make more profits, you need to make ready-made clothes, and to make special features. Each prefecture has a Yang family ready-made clothes shop."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you too."
"Thank you, your majesty."
From now on, the whole world will be the Yang family’s garment shop.
Lan Yue had something to do again. She returned to the villa and locked herself up and painted her. She drew a lot of clothes that were suitable for pure cotton fabrics. Most of them were women's clothing, and they were almost modified Hanfu. They were simple and could wear them without any burden. Once she had the patterns, what she wanted to do was to do was the tailor's business.
Chapter completed!