Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

Chapter 973 That's what I said

That being said, now that they knew who the guests were, Gu Wenxuan, together with his brother-in-law and father-in-law, decided to wait on the official road outside Qinghe Village.

Outside the official road of Qinghe Village, that is, the first three-way intersection after passing the official road market, it is the first three-way intersection that can lead to the town or the county seat.

There was no teahouse at this fork in the road originally.

However, after several workshops were expanded, in addition to setting up purchasing points, oil presses and tofu shops were opened to supply goods to small vendors. The flow of people increased day by day, and the market that was originally held on the 3rd, 6th and 9th days of the lunar month became more and more prosperous. After its scale was further expanded to become a free market for daily operations, Gu Yangqing was very far-sighted and seized the opportunity. He immediately built a large carriage inn with adobe and tiled roof at this three-way intersection.

Today, this coach inn is managed by his second son, who has the intention of changing it and wants all his sons to make in-depth investments in this business.

In recent days, Gu Yangqing has been interested in further cooperation with Shunyi Escort Agency and is planning to build a third inn between Taozhuang and Linxian.

It has to be said that smart people can be found everywhere, and Gu Wenxuan was very optimistic about his cousin's intention.

Although the area south of Qingyang County has not been as developed as the north, but next to it, there is Taozhuang next to Lin County and a brick kiln.

Taozhuang, not to mention how the couple will maximize their profits, the brick kiln owned by his father-in-law will definitely boost the economy of the area as long as it starts operating without having to worry about sales.

As that area develops, Lin County's advantages will naturally increase. There is no need to worry about a decrease in business. Let me tell you something that outsiders don't know. He even wants to open up a passage over there.

The truth is, coal is a commodity that the couple needs in large quantities for their own workshops, and the demand will only increase day by day, not decrease.

Fortunately, we have Brother Zhang. As long as Brother Zhang's father does not fall, we don't have to worry about someone blocking the coal consumption at the source in the next two years. As for two years later?
Simple.

There is no need for Mr. Wu to take action. Just based on what Hai Ge'er wrote in the letter, the people from several prefectures who will come to congratulate him today will be so blind as to make things difficult for his wife over the sake of coal.

It's not like she's not giving real money. To put it bluntly, her husband has pushed his wife out. Even if her husband loses power, Princess Yongning will have to support his wife.

If his husband had not pushed his wife forward and the Ministry of Rites had not acknowledged his wife as the only successor of her master, Princess Yongning and even Prince Rui would not have ignored his wife.

But, now that things have come to this, each and every one of them has been dragged out by his husband. No matter how profit-oriented they are, can they still shamelessly pretend that they don't owe his wife's master a favor?
unable.

Next, as long as it does not involve "helping" with the law, they will be happy to "treat" his wife well, just like Old Lady Gao.

Just like now, not only have all the princes and princesses surfaced, but he also sent his confidants to make sure they arrive before his wife gives birth and before the child's third birthday.

The only thing that is hard to control is!

How can this coal be reasonably "improved" into honeycomb briquettes? When can it be launched legitimately without attracting attention or being feared by others?

"I'm back, I'm back."

Today, not only did Chang Qing send guards to ride back in advance to report where they were, but Gu Wenxuan also sent guards to facilitate the delivery of the message.

Just now, after the guard came back to report, another rider on a fast horse came from afar towards the inn at the fork in the road, but the clothes worn by this rider did not seem to be one of their guards.

Then someone shouted at the intersection ahead, and Gu Erzhu looked up and saw that the young man on horseback was definitely not a guard sent by his family. His son and daughter-in-law had rules for the clothes of their servants. The manager was the manager, the guard was the guard, and even the servants in the workshop and those serving at home were clearly divided.

It is said that with too many servants, it is easy for people to take advantage of loopholes, just like the big and small stewards, so even if the fabrics are the same, the styles of the sewing room are still easy to identify.

The guard who was getting closer and closer was wearing a riding suit that didn't match the color or the style. It wasn't made in their own sewing room.

"My senior brother sent someone to report the news." Gu Wenxuan saw that his father and father-in-law both retracted their stretched necks at the same time, and he gave the answer immediately when they looked at each other.

You have a sharp eye!

Gu Erzhu and Zhou Sishun laughed and shook their heads, "Your father and I have noticed that the sleeves of the escort agency are not that long, and the Zhao family does not wear this color either."

Gu Erzhu nodded in agreement. "As for the remaining few families, their guards are better dressed than their servants, and they don't even wear the same hats as ours."

This has to be said to show how wasteful his daughter San Ya is!

It's only because the weather is warm today. If it were a few days ago, all these guards would have the same hats, even their collars and hand warmers were the same.

Not to mention the boots worn by the guards. He was very generous. If he didn't want to sell himself into slavery, there would be many men, young and old, in his own village who would want to be his San Ya's servants.

Otherwise, why did his daughter San Ya just ask the steward to send out the order to hire a long-term worker, but before he even said what kind of job they were looking for, everyone was rushing to apply.

Isn't it that his San Ya is famous for her kindness? Everyone knows that as long as they do their job well and work diligently, his San Ya will not treat them unfairly.

Not only was there always enough food to eat and there was also oily food, but every time he hired a farmhand, his San Ya would foolishly reward the hardest-working worker.

He had already told his third daughter privately that there was no need to give her any reward. Zhao Lao Er was known to everyone as the most kind-hearted man, and he wouldn't be so extravagant and wasteful.

It's a pity that his San Ya has too many reasons, and some of them sound quite reasonable. Until now, as soon as people say that his San Ya is hiring, everyone will rush to get the job without even mentioning the salary.

Last year’s wheat harvest is the best example.

As soon as his two relatives-in-law spread the word that they were urgently looking for a number of farmhands, many people did not even stop harvesting their own wheat and rushed to grab the work.

He was totally dumbfounded at that time!

It has to be said that no matter how spendthrift his San Ya is, let alone that his San Ya is not at home, even if she is at home, the wages will not be twice the market price, okay?
But no one said so. Some even joked that they didn't want any wages. Just having enough food was enough for them to be happy to rush to harvest for San Ya.

His San Ya is just like the old saying goes, a simple man has simple blessings. Look, his San Ya always spends money as if it is not a serious matter. It's strange!

The loss was small. On the contrary, if she didn't say it, how could he, as a father, not see that his daughter must have made a lot of money?

There is nothing more to say.

Look, this time, on the road ahead, it seems like there is no end in sight, and there must be so many mule carts behind, and each of them is loaded high with something.
Hiss, how come even our relatives far away in Jiangnan have come? On the day of the eldest brother’s grandson’s third birthday, no one from our relatives showed up. How come someone has really come, and here?