In the early morning of the next day, Ren Baqian took the clothes that had just been washed and dried and tried them on. It was not bad. Although there was no mirror, it felt very close to the body.
The woman who helped change the clothes was a handyman, and her handwork was quite good.
He changed his clothes after trying on them, so as not to have paw prints on him again by those careless, heartless guys.
I don't know when I can send a change of official uniforms.
When I was free, I went to the rattan gourd iron knife to talk about the mountains, and listened to them tell the story of the military adviser for a long time.
Ren Baqian has not been chasing stars since kindergarten, he is too childish. Now he adores that military adviser like a star-chasing fan, even some short stories about him can be listened to with gusto.
There are many smart people in history, and there are many who are famous through the ages, but there are very few who can be like him.
It's a pity that both of them don't know his name, they only know his surname Qi. It seems that his name was rarely mentioned at that time, so not many people know it now.
It is said that there is still a portrait of him in the palace, which was drawn by a person of the ancient clan with great artistic talents. Ren Baqian really wanted to have a chance to see what it looked like.
Thinking of those scrolls and books in Qingxin Hall, Ren Baqian felt that there might be some there.
After lunch, Ren Baqian changed into his clothes and wandered into the palace, showing the sign in front of the door to let him in.
Ren Baqian went into the palace and looked at the sign in his hand, it seemed that the sign was really useful, but he could enter and leave the palace at will
A person of unknown origin like myself can actually give this thing to himself.
But thinking about the empress' fighting power, Ren Baqian felt that the other party would certainly not take him seriously. Even if you put a knife in your hand, it's not enough for the other party to pinch it.
All the way to Qingxin Hall, I saw that Lin Qiaole was sitting on the stone steps in front of the door, leaning on her chin in a daze, her eyes narrowed, Ren Baqian couldn't figure out if she was sleeping or sleeping Still sleeping.
"Lin Dianji." Ren Baqian walked up to her and greeted her, and seeing that she didn't respond at all, he shook his head and stopped disturbing her, letting her immerse herself in the dream.
When I entered the Qingxin Hall, I saw another book on the table. This time it was an animal skin book. I don’t know how many years it had been there, but it looked old anyway.
Ren Baqian picked it up and flipped through it. There were dozens of words on a page, and each word looked like a painting.
However, there are a few characters that are similar to Chinese characters, such as three, day, cloud, and king, but I don't know if the meaning is the same.
There are also several pictures interspersed in the middle, showing people doing various actions.
"Cultivation technique secret book?" Ren Baqian's mind suddenly came up with this idea, and it became hot immediately.
Even if you can't become a master like the empress, it's good to be able to strengthen your body. You don't have to go out and see everyone has to give way. Anyone can hit him eight times with one hand, which is too detrimental to a man's dignity.
It's a pity that I really can't read the characters on it. Many characters look similar, and I can't even remember them.
After a while, Ren Baqian had no choice but to put the booklet back on the table. It seems that we should wait until after we learn the characters.
When it was almost evening, Ren Baqian was called into that hall again and told stories for a while.
When he was about to leave, the voice of the empress suddenly came to his ear: "Are you going to disappear again tomorrow?"
Ren Baqian broke out in a cold sweat.
As if being cast into petrification magic, he turned around with difficulty and forced a smile: "Your Majesty's eyes are like pearls, he knows things like a god, he is wise, far-sighted, and the pearl of wisdom is in his hands. I am afraid, and I bow to you."
"Fear is real, it's hard to say anything else." The Empress said coldly. "Forget it, I said that as long as you do your best, I won't ask questions. Go on."
Ren Baqian was beaten for a while, and then escaped out of the palace like an amnesty. After leaving the palace, he let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat off his head.
After a while of hard work just now, my back was soaked again.
I went through the empress's words in my mind again, I am afraid that the sentence "do my best" is what the empress wanted to say.
The matter of the salt well should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
With the merits of well salt and sweet potatoes, I must be able to stabilize my head.
He shrugged his head all the way and thought while walking, bumped his head directly into a wall in the dark and took two steps back, only to look up and see that the wall was Steward Shi.
"What's the matter? You're absent-minded." Shi Guanshi asked, startling the surrounding birds.
Ren Baqian took another two steps back, and then calmed down and said: "It's nothing, just thinking about something, how is the shaved ice shop?"
Speaking of this matter, Steward Shi immediately became happy, took two steps forward and slapped Ren Baqian almost to the ground, and then laughed loudly: "Brother Ren, that's amazing, haha. Do as you said, the store has been busy for two days. Too busy."
Ren Baqian rubbed his shoulders and grinned, trying to hide just now, but he didn't. Steward Shi's movement was much faster than his own.
"As long as the business is good, but you don't want to shoot me." Seeing that Steward Shi's palm was raised again, Ren Baqian jumped out like a rabbit.
Steward Shi laughed a few more times, and it was obvious that he was really happy in his heart, so he slapped Ren Baqian and said, "It's a shop that can sell one or two hundred bowls every day for the past two days."
A bowl of five cents, one million is five taels of silver, which means that it can sell seven or eight taels of silver a day, and the profit accounts for at least 60%. Two, as for the shop money and labor money, there is not much left. After removing it, there will be at least eighty taels left every month.
The two shops add up to one hundred and sixty taels, and each of the two parties can get eighty taels into the account. For Shi Guanshi, whose monthly salary is only six taels, it is worth his one-year salary. No wonder so happy.
But Ren Baqian's attention was all on Steward Shi's slap, and he racked his brains but couldn't figure out what the relationship between his five fingers and one or two was. Is it true that all Dayao people have this kind of virtue? Stretch out all five fingers when you gesticulate a number
After listening to Steward Shi's words, Ren Baqian nodded slightly, making money was within his expectation, even a little less than he expected. After all, Dayao is so hot, this kind of shaved ice must sell well.
Ice cream sellers in some pedestrian streets in Huaguo make a lot of money for a month, not to mention that the weather here is hotter, and it is still an exclusive business. Waiting for word of mouth to spread, Ren Baqian may sell more.
Until the secret of saltpeter is discovered.
"Let's hire two more people. I think this business can last for a while." Ren Baqian said.
"Listen to you." Seeing the money now, Steward Shi suddenly became full of pride, and Ren Baqian did as he said, without worrying at all.
"Remember that saltpeter ice making still needs to be done by our own people, so try to leak it as late as possible."