Update time 2014-12-14 18:42:34 Word count: 3485
"Well, speaking of this, why did you give them a chance to escape?" Cai Jingfang asked.
"The people I want to use are willing. If I feel forced, or if I have a better place to go, I want to leave. I don't have the time in the United States to cultivate and deal with it." Ling Qingyu said lightly. There was a class system in ancient times, and loyalty was much stronger than in modern times, but Ling Qingyu still felt that human nature was the most important thing, and if he was unwilling, no matter how strong the system was, he couldn't control people's extroversion.
Cai Jingfang unconsciously glanced at Ling Qingyu more. The longer he got along with this girl, the more he felt that there were many different things about her, some of which were novel knowledge, and some were ideas that were incompatible with this era. The servants who have sold themselves are owned by the master. They are easy to use, and the master will give them rewards and a future. If they are not useful, the master can punish them arbitrarily, sell them, and kill those who are cruel, and the government will not interfere. Only those who are in charge will consider so much for them.
"Those who have arrived, what are the preparations for the masters?" Cai Jingfang asked.
"I have asked Mr. Wu to build a few new ships in Quanzhou. Although there is no sailor, we can only run along the coast, but we also need sailors. There are a group of people there who are very good. Ding Dong is fancy. If you don't run this time, you can directly Give it to Ding Dong, Shen Zhan and the others. By the way, there are a few women on board who are really good at cooking, and the restaurant can consider it. If there are other women who can weave better, the weaving workshop needs to be expanded. I hope , when I come back next year, you and Zheng Xi's silk will be able to meet my needs. For other people, when we go tomorrow, let them all fill in their specialties and preferences, and then distribute according to this." Ling Qingyu tapped her finger on the table and said.
"Is the head of the house going to ask for some for himself?" Cai Jingfang asked.
"When Ding Dong's boat comes back, we're about to set sail. The women on the boat are too hard, so there's no need to suffer with me. But this yard." Ling Qingyu looked around and said with a smile: "I like it very much, you arrange someone to repair it Well, then let some people help me manage and clean. I will live here when I come to Hangzhou next time. This time, look, is there a ready-made small yard in the city? It’s best to have a few together, let’s move there together , it’s also easy to deal with things. I live here, why do I feel in a panic?”
"Hey." Cai Jingfang laughed dryly, and didn't mention that the courtyard was haunted because no one bought it. Why are you afraid of being haunted? Who are we in charge of? That is something that heaven and earth have to pay respect to, what kind of ghosts are they!
"It's getting late, go to bed early, there are many things to do tomorrow, Ding Dong and the others will leave the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow will not be of much help." Ling Qingyu yawned and said.
"Okay." Cai Jingfang put the abacus and account book back into his arms, and retreated.
After these few days on the boat, the most depressing thing was that he didn’t have a good bath. After Cai Jingfang went out, Ling Qingyu opened the door to call for someone to boil water. It turned out to be a bathroom. At this time, several children were boiling water under the command of Ye Shiyi, and poured the hot water into the huge bucket.
Wow! This is life!
"Slow down, Zizi, stop for me." Ling Qingyu called to stop the girl who was only two years old but was dragging a wooden bucket with all her strength, and said, "Don't do it, Eleven, those children Too small, let them rest first."
Seeing that Yan San also nodded slightly, Ye Shiyi called those children who were still too young to be dragged aside.
This courtyard has five main rooms, four side rooms on each side, five rear rooms, and five inverted rooms. In the rooms, Cai Jingfang arranged for the rear rooms and inverted rooms to be common bunks for servants. There are five rooms, one side is a bedroom, the other side is a study room, and the wing rooms on both sides are separately arranged as bedrooms.
Yan San looked around the east wing room, the layout of the room was simple, a bed, a table, two chairs, a wardrobe, nothing else.
Seeing Cai Jingfang sticking his head in, Yan San leaned against the bed to show that he was still satisfied. Cai Jing hurriedly went to the west wing.
That night, Ling Qingyu had a good night's sleep. When he woke up, he saw that it was already bright outside, there were soft voices in the yard, and a few birdsong. Ling Qingyu felt a little dazed, as if he was still in his hometown. country house.
He stood up in his clothes and pushed open the door. There were several children outside, some were cleaning the yard, and some were clearing the flowers and trees.
Seeing her coming out, a little girl hurried to the kitchen to fetch a basin of hot water and came over with toothbrush.
"What about the others?" Ling Qingyu asked after washing his face with water.
"One, two, three, four, I followed shopkeeper Cai to go shopping, seven or eight or ninety and a few went with the third master." The little girl handed the towel again, and said in a crisp voice.
"One, two, three, four?" Ling Qingyu looked at her puzzled.
"Treasurer Cai said that we have to wait for the head of the house to give us a name. For the time being, I will call it that way. I am five." The little girl said with a smile in her eyes.
So easy...! It can be considered that there is no need to change it. Ling Qingyu just thought about it. Seeing the earnest look in the little girl's eyes, he pressed the words back and said, "Choosing a name is a big deal. Let me think about it."
Those who were taken away by Yan San probably went to practice kung fu again, um, seeing Yan San like this, is he trying to help me train a group of assassins? Is Yan San so kind?
"The head of the family is up." Cai Jingfang opened the courtyard door just in time to see Ling Qingyu, and said with a smile, "These children are not bad, the head of the house can give me two."
Ling Qingyu looked at his empty hands, then looked at the child behind him who was carrying things piled up above his head, and smiled unconsciously: "The child is still young, don't bully him too hard."
"Then, I took it carefully. Right, one, two, three, four?" Cai Jingfang turned around and asked with a smile.
"Yes!" The answer behind was uniform.
"By the way, master, Qingshui is here." Cai Jingfang stepped aside, and also hugged the sailor Qingshui who was full of things, and stood up with a bitter face.
"The people in charge have arrived at the weaving workshop last night, but only 378 people have arrived, and the others have all run away, including those who pushed people into the sea." Qing Shui put down his things and said.
"Can there be so many people staying?" Ling Qingyu was a little surprised. In such a prosperous place like Hangzhou, it is better to find something to do than to be a servant. Those who can stay can be used.
"The hundred people who were on the boat that day are all left behind. By the way, there are still a few scholars, what should the head of the family do now?" Qing Shui asked.
"Let's go there now, wait for me to get off." Ling Qingyu went into the room and changed into clean clothes.
Wu took the toiletries and followed in. Ling Qingyu rinsed his mouth and brushed his teeth with her hand, and said to her, "Get something to eat yourself, and when Yan San comes back, tell him that we are going to weaving workshop."
"I'm back." Before Ling Qingyu finished speaking, Yan San's voice sounded at the door.
Ling Qingyu looked behind him and saw no one, so he couldn't help wondering: "What about eleven and seventy-eighty-ninety?"
"Eleventh is taking me to practice." Yan San said leisurely.
When walking out of the courtyard, Ling Qingyu subconsciously glanced at the lotus pond, then stared back and forth, and sure enough, there were several human heads under the lotus leaves.
Zhifang is located at the foot of Longjing Mountain, more than ten miles away from Hangzhou Prefecture. It looks like a small Zhuangzi, surrounded by mulberry forests and tea gardens, and a small stream winds through the middle.
Ling Qingyu walked into the gate, and the people who were idle around immediately stood up,
Ling Qingyu swept his eyes, and saw those scholars in long gowns standing on one side, Ling Qingyu asked when they were on the boat, how many of them really were selected as scholars. Then he turned around and said to Cai Jingfang: "Go and talk to those scholars, and ask them to help make notes, and take a look at their attitudes and habits." Cai Jingfang was also born as a scholar, so he knew a little about scholars.
Cai Jingfang responded, and went over to say something to a few scholars, and asked someone to lift a few tables out of the house, put the pens, ink, and papers on the tables, and then took the scholars to their respective tables. Sit back.
Ling Qingyu stood on the stone steps in front of the main room, and shouted to the people below: "Everyone, first of all, welcome everyone to join our Ling's firm. Now, please line up to those gentlemen and write down your name, hometown, and family situation. , as well as what I have done before, what I am good at, what kind of work I want to do, and my evaluation of myself, and explain it clearly to the gentlemen. Okay, let’s start now, everyone, don’t worry, speak slowly, don’t forget Describe your strengths."
Everyone below was quiet for a while, and then questioned each other in doubt, and some people sat down at the table without saying a word, and began to talk about everything.
Seeing the crowd starting to line up, Ling Qingyu walked around to the back of the yard and began to examine the weaving workshop carefully.
The weaving workshop covers a large area, not to mention the ample front yard that accommodates nearly 400 people, and there are dozens of bungalows connected together behind it, but the area of the weaving workshop is not large, only about twenty There are a few looms, and the vacant warehouse has a large area. There is a large flat area behind, and many bamboo baskets for silkworms are scattered around. A dense mulberry forest extends around the flat area. shriveled fruit. It seems that this weaving workshop and mulberry garden have also been abandoned for some time. The weaving room needs to be expanded, and some silkworm houses need to be built. There is still a lot of open space here, so it can be planned carefully.
Ling Qingyu was walking in the mulberry forest, and there was a faint singing in the distance, and there were farmers' laughter, which made the hot summer sun cheerful.
Ling Qingyu stretched out her arms and opened her fingers, the sun shone down from between her fingers, and it dazzled her eyes in bits and pieces.
"Yan San, do you have a wish?"
"Huh?" Yan San, who was leaning against the tree and drowsy, was stunned and asked.
"Hey, don't you want to wash your hands in a golden basin, marry a caring wife, have a few children, and live such a leisurely pastoral life?" Ling Qingyu leaned in front of him and asked.
"Are you dizzy from the sun?" Yan San touched her head.
"You really don't have it?" Ling Qingyu looked up at the distant fields, and said, "I have it. I couldn't do it before. I think, this time, I can definitely do it!"
"Marry a caring wife? Can you?" Yan San said leisurely.