After a good night's sleep, Wu Jiang's head got up early in the morning. Zhiniang Aling hadn't left yet, and waited on him diligently to get up and get dressed. This is also the advantage of the weaving workshop. Several craftsmen have their own duties, but there are many little girls in his workshop. Whether it is Zhiniang or Sangfu, there are countless women who are looking forward to the weaving workshop, and he has taken advantage of this craftsman.
"I won't wear a new shirt today, go and fetch the patched hemp robe." Looking at the clothes that A Ling brought, Wu Jiangtou waved his hand impatiently. Today, I'm going to cry and be poor. Wouldn't it be a big joke to wear such a good dress
After changing into a cyan hemp robe, and crooked with A Lingan for a while, Wu Craftsman hurriedly ate some cold food, and took the deed to the main courtyard.
At this moment, the sky is bright outside, and the group of dusty mud legs who are running have disappeared. They should be closed. Wu Jiangtou snorted coldly, if it wasn't for the owner of the family who had nothing to do, how could there be so many things in the house. The weaving workshop was a major gold seller in the Liang family, and the amount of money spent on silk and satin every year was unknown. After two years and then marrying a bride, it is the time to truly develop. He can't make the master dizzy, and divert the money that should be used in the weaving workshop to other places.
Taking steady steps to the door of the inner courtyard, Wu Jiangtou adjusted his expression, put on a smile and said to the servants guarding the door: "Today is A Fang, you are on duty. Please tell me, weaving The master craftsman of the workshop has something to do with the master."
Saying that, a coin slipped into Ah Fang's hand. The man glanced at Wu Jiang's head blankly, then turned and went into the house. After a while, he came out again and said to Wu Jiangtou, "Master Lang is in the study, come with me."
Why did he arrive in the study early in the morning, wasn't he very ill? Wu Jiangtou didn't dare to think too much, so he quickly followed and came to the door of the study. Apparently, Ah Fang did not have the qualifications to enter the door, so he just knocked on the door lightly. After a while, a little girl pushed open the door, looked at Wu Jiang's head up and down, and said crisply, "Come in."
Wu Jiangtou was also accustomed to women's sex, and immediately narrowed his eyes. This little lady has good roots, she is definitely a stunner when she grows, and I don't know if she has been used by the master? However, the lewd thoughts just flashed, and he straightened his face and walked into the room with his head down.
As soon as he entered the study, the smell of medicinal herbs wafted through his nostrils, as if he had knocked over a medicine jar. Although there were several shelves of books and a screen case, Wu Jiangtou still saw the man sitting in front of the book case at a glance. Compared to the master, the little girl's face just now was nothing at all. As the head of the weaving workshop, Wu Jiangtou, of course, had met the owner of the house, but for the first time he found that this person was a little scary. It seemed that he was deeply ill, but it added a bit of freshness to him, not like a piece of wood like before.
Not daring to read more, he hurriedly knelt down in front of the book desk, and kowtowed with a weeping voice: "Lord Lang! Little incompetent, Zhifang is about to be unable to hold on!"
This is called the first move. Regardless of whether there is a problem with the weaving workshop, the owner of the family must have a sudden shock in his heart, so that the following preparations can continue.
However, this sound was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it didn't get any response. Wu Jiangtou couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, and he quickly kowtowed again and said: "Langzhu, this year's drought, the mulberry orchards have been completely harvested! The mulberry leaves are yellow and dry, and the silk households will not accept them at all! Now the Zhifang can't take it. This year's new silk! Xiao Langjun is still growing, if there is no silk satin this year, how can you make new clothes?!"
Afraid that Liang Feng didn't understand the importance of lack of silk, Wu Jiangtou also specially dragged Liang Rong in. Children change four times a year, and it is time to pull out their heads. If there is no newly cut clothes, the problem will be big!
As if finally realizing the importance of this matter, the man sitting behind the desk said lightly, "How about that?"
Wu Jiang was waiting for this sentence, and said quickly: "I'm afraid I need to get some money from the account, go to the silkworm farmers, and let them keep enough raw silk for us. I know some small households who raise silkworms and receive silk from them. It can be cheaper by 20%. If you give them the mulberry fields in the mulberry courtyard, I am afraid it will be even cheaper!"
"How much is it?"
There was still no firework in the questioning voice, Wu Jiangtou lifted his spirits, half straightened up and said, "Only 30,000 yuan is enough! A small guarantee can get good raw silk! Oh, yes, and last year's Ma Tian. The harvest is poor, and Zhifang also owes some foreign debts. It was originally planned to be paid with mulberry money, but now I am afraid it will be troublesome."
With that said, he took out the deed and handed it over carefully: "This deed is clearly written, and it is also recorded in last year's general ledger. Please ask the master to check it."
Tian Chang has been a guest for more than ten years, and this account can naturally be smoothed out. Wu Jiangtou is not afraid of Liang Feng's audit. In fact, he still hopes that this rich man who doesn't know Chaimi can check it carefully. Check to see how much revenue the weaving workshop can bring each year. They are not like the other squares, all of which are paid by the village. When the year is good, the satin and linen cloth produced by the weaving workshop can make a net profit of 30,000 to 50,000 yuan. Of course, these are all figures on the surface, and in private, he can keep a lot of them!
Wu Jiangtou expected Liang Feng to find someone to check the accounts, but unexpectedly, the other party did not check any accounts, but asked: "How much money did Zhifang get from the accounts last year?"
Wu Jiang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "I have received a total of 60,000 yuan, but they are all used to buy Shu brocade and silk. In recent years, the price of southern pretty goods has been a lot more expensive..."
Liang Feng waved his hand to interrupt him: "How much silk hemp sold in total?"
"Twenty thousand dollars." Wu Jiang swallowed his saliva. "Last year, Ma Tian suffered a disaster. Without the linen, the income will be slightly lower..."
"With 60,000 yuan a year and 20,000 yuan on credit, there is only a surplus of 20,000 yuan. Green bamboo, how much is a piece of cloth on the market?" Liang Feng asked.
Lvzhu cleverly stepped forward and replied: "You can buy a piece of sackcloth for about five hundred dollars. The silk brocade used by Langjun is expensive, at least three or four thousand dollars. "
"For 60,000 yuan, how many pieces of cloth can be sold and how many clothes can be made?" Liang Feng turned to look at Wu Jiang's head and asked coldly.
The beads of sweat on his forehead immediately slid down, and Craftsman Wu stammered and replied, "This, this is all a matter of routine! The Liang family naturally has to cut clothes in the workshop, how can they go out and buy them? It's a loss of identity!"
"There are five households in the Zhifang. If you are farming, fishing, and hunting, you will probably have ten thousand dollars a year. Since you can only do this kind of loss-making business, why should I keep the Zhifang?"
"But Langjun and Xiaolangjun's underwear... These really need a weaving workshop!" Wu Jiangtou could not have thought of this, and hurriedly defended.
"Why do you need to open a workshop for something that can be done with a few Zhiniang? Chaoyu!"
Following Liang Feng's voice, a woman walked around the screen and came out. It was Liang Rong's wet nurse Chao Yu. She obediently knelt down in front of the desk and saluted, "The servant is here."
"Do you know how to cut clothes?" Liang Feng asked.
"The slaves are fine and good girls, and all kinds of clothes will be tailor-made." Chao Yu's voice was soft, but also with a bit of nostalgia. Being able to become Xiao Langjun's nurse, her ability is naturally outstanding.
"Good." Liang Feng nodded with satisfaction, "In the future, you will bring a few weavers and set up another weaving room. If there is enough silk and linen in the village, you can use the silk and linen from the village, and if you don't buy it according to the four seasons."
This is also the reason why he called Chaoyu early in the morning. A woman with a clear mind, who is closely related to Liang's residence, and who is good at counting is not needed. It is difficult to use something like Wu Jiang's head. As for Liang Rong, he will be enlightened in two years, and it is time to leave the arms of the wet nurse and ask a teacher to teach him carefully.
Here, he settled down neatly, and over there, Wu Jiangtou was completely dumbfounded. How did it become like this? The Liang Mansion has been following the rules for several generations, if it is said to be changed, it will be changed, without even the slightest greeting? His lips were trembling, and he couldn't help begging: "Langzhu can't! My family has run the weaving workshop for several generations, and I have never dared to neglect. Even if there is no credit, there is also hard work, how can the lord cancel the weaving like this? Fang? I, I…”
Seeing Wu Jiang's head looking like he was out of breath, Liang Feng crossed his mouth with a faint mockery: "Abolishing the weaving workshop, of course, not only that. Jiang Xin, what do you think?"
Jiang Jiang's head, who had been guarding behind the screen, seemed to have been hit by a whip, and hurried out. When he was detained in the courtyard last night, he thought a lot and guessed how the master would clean up Wu Jiang's head, but he never expected that the sick master would abolish the weaving workshop mercilessly! That is the regulation passed down by the ancestors of the Liang family. If it is gone, it will be gone, and people can't pick out the slightest mistake!
Thank goodness I came last night! Jiang Jiang didn't even dare to lift his head, and replied respectfully: "The villain saw with his own eyes last night that Wu Quan and Tian Shang colluded and wanted to steal the money from the Liang Mansion. That contract was also fake, it was Tian. The shang was handed over to Wu Quan, and the disaster in Ma Tian last year was not that serious at all, they all made it up!"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Jiangtou would turn against the water at this time, Wu Jiangtou's eyes darkened and he almost fainted. No wonder today's situation is so strange, it turns out that the master was already prepared! !
Unable to hold it any longer, Wu Jiang's head collapsed and cried out: "Langzhu spare your life! It's all Tian Chang's little old man who deceived the villain. The villain is dedicated to working for the house and never dares to neglect. The guy is not a good thing, he made pottery privately and bought it in the county town. The villain is willing to prove the master!"
Unexpectedly, this son of a bitch actually bites him back, Jiang Jiang raised his head abruptly: "You shameless person! How many weavers in the weaving workshop have been harmed by you, and you secretly sold the silk and satin in the house. , I don't know how much money I have paid in a year, and I even bought an outhouse in the county town! Lord, don't you be deceived by this evil slave!"
The two of them seemed to be in a choking posture, but Liang Feng ignored it and threw a light sentence: "If that's the case, let's ask another way. Come on, drag Wu Quan out and blame him. When to confess and when to stop."
Wu Jiang's face turned blue with these words: "Lang lord! The lord can't do it!"
The servant outside the door came in in response, and dragged the arm around Wu Jiang's head. How could a fat man addicted to alcohol earn it, and was dragged out crying all the way. After a while, there was a crackling sound in the courtyard, and screams like killing pigs.
Jiang Jiang's head trembled with fright and fell to the ground. Who would have guessed that before this was over, another voice came from outside the courtyard: "Pride! How dare you arrest me as a slave? I, Tian Chang, as a guest of Liang's residence, have been loyal for more than ten years, can you be a cheap slave? ?Ah… Wu, Wu Jiangtou, how did you…”
Being taken out of the house by the newly arrived Jie Nu, Tian Chang was shocked and angry, cursing and trying to break free, but as soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he saw Wu Jiang’s head being dragged outside and beaten. This time, his anger was stuck in his throat, turning into a cold chill. However, the pace of the people around him didn't stop, and he stumbled into the study by dragging him. When Tian Chang saw Jiang Jiang's head kneeling in front of Liang Feng, he finally understood that his plan was completely exposed.
In just a moment, the anger on Tian Chang's face subsided. He straightened the front of his clothes, which was being torn open, and knelt down in front of Liang Feng: "Master Lang called me over, but something happened?"
He looked calm, but his hands were shaking a little bit. Liang Feng smiled lightly and said, "I didn't know before that the guest Tian planned so many things."
Tian Chang vigorously shook his sleeves: "The old man is all for the sake of Liang's house! Lang Jun is obsessed with ghosts, and he is dedicated to training the army. There have been no officials in the house for two generations, and if he can't get a salary, how can he support the family's expenses! Lang Jun is wrong! When the road is over, the old man can't stand idly by."
"It's a good one to do it yourself." The smile on Liang Feng's face was even stronger, "But Liang's mansion is no longer the Liang's mansion. I'm afraid that I can't bear the troubles of Tian's guests."
Is this to drive him away? Guests are not like yin households and servants, not to mention that they cannot be killed at will, and even beatings and insults may make the reputation of the head of the family plummet. There is no real evidence, even if he is brought to the county government, it will only discredit the Liang residence. However, Tian Chang did not expect that Liang Feng would actually drive him away! There are nearly 100 families in a Zhuangzi as big as the Liang Mansion. Not to mention the Four Squares, how can farming, animal husbandry, mulberry picking, and orchards not need people to take care of them? Yan Sheng had just been caned and driven him away. Can this Liang Mansion still function normally
Tian Chang took a deep breath and slowed down his tone: "Although Tian is not talented, he has served as a guest in Liang's mansion for more than ten years and is familiar with the affairs of the mansion. There are so many people in the mansion, it is not easy to clean up. Lord, please think deeply, don't be willful."
Liang Feng looked at the other party's pretending to be serious, and finally shook his head in his heart. This guy is really useless. Not to mention greed for power and power, after this scandal is exposed, as long as he feels a little bit of guilt, he will be saved. However, Tian Chang had no repentance at all, and instead used the Liang Mansion as a threat, wanting to blatantly seize the right to be in charge.
If you need talent but not talent, you need to be loyal and not loyal, and you don't even have basic professional ethics. What's the use of keeping him
The smile on Liang Feng's face gradually faded, and he raised his head and said to Yi Yan, "Go and help Tian guests pack their bags. Before it gets dark, send him out of the house."
As soon as these words came out, Tian Chang's eyes flashed with a hint of embarrassment, but he didn't say anything, just got up and left. Outside the door, the sound of the stick has stopped, it should be Wu Jiangtou who was tortured and recruited. When he was a criminal policeman in his previous life, it was the most shameless thing for Liang Feng to use private conduct for interrogation. But now, just hitting the board to spare someone's life has become a great act of kindness. It's really that the identity has changed too much, and there is no need to use any means to deal with these people.
Liang Feng turned to look at Jiang Jiangtou, who was still trembling, and said, "Jiang Jiangtou, go back and rectify the pottery workshop, and report the positions of a few craftsmen and the shops that usually sell goods. And all these years. The surplus money is also well calculated."
This is a chance for him to turn himself in. Jiang Jiangtou didn't understand, so he quickly kowtowed: "Master Lang is merciful! The villain will take good care of the pottery workshop after he returns, and he will never dare to hide half of it!"
However, Liang Feng shook his head: "Those surplus silver money should be the capital you put into the pottery workshop and used for trial production of porcelain. As long as the kiln can produce porcelain, I will give you 10% of the money."
Jiang Xin, who was shocked by this sentence, raised his head sharply. One percent? ! If you can burn out the porcelain, can you also divide them into 10%? Those are all precious things that cannot be exchanged. If you can get 10%, wouldn't it be several times more than the current surplus of secretly burning pottery? ! Who would treat the yin households below like this, it is obviously treating them as guests, or even personally!
With mixed feelings in his heart, Jiang Jiang bowed his head and bowed down again. However, this time, unlike before, there was only fear.
Looking at the other party's drooping head, Liang Feng raised his hand and rubbed his temples. It took a lot of energy for him to deal with it all morning. But the stick was hit and the carrot was hanging out, so the rest of the people should be able to take it easy. As for the future... He sighed in the bottom of his heart, and for the time being, let's manage it militarily. Let Aliang take care of the affairs in the house first, and then arrange for the accountant to assist when the uncles from Chaoyu arrive. There are only one battalion of people around the Liang Mansion, so it is not too troublesome to manage.
"Go down." Chongjiang Jiangtou and Chaoyu waved, Liang Feng closed his eyes tiredly. The faint irritability in my heart has not subsided, when will this withdrawal period disappear...