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Zhu Yuan was too busy to drink water in the capital, and Xie Zheng was not free.

He rushed straight to the place. The guards and secret guards are all hidden in the dark. He took a few underlings dressed as merchants, and got into the county town where he would take office with the fur obtained from the north.

The first problem is the language barrier.

It's too remote here, Mandarin is not accessible, and the regional dialects are extremely difficult to understand. If you are not careful, you will make jokes or misunderstandings.

Fortunately, Xie Zheng had been to Luzhou before, and had been stuck with voice problems. This time he mixed into various merchants going south as a caravan, and slowly learned some daily expressions.

In the process of pretending to sell goods in the local streets and alleys, I also heard a lot of news.

It's just the people he brought...More and more people were venting, and the insatiable state became more and more serious.

Xie Zheng could only stay dormant temporarily and rented a private house to live in it temporarily. On the one hand, he actively learned the local language and inquired about news. On the other hand, he let the guards hidden in the mountains and woods cultivate well and wait for the old turmeric and yellow beans from the capital.

He is so busy here, he naturally didn't know that Zhu Yuan in the capital had already blacked out his reputation.

But Zhu Yuan has no time to tell him for the time being.

The first issue of "Shining" has been out for less than three days, and the effect is still unknown, but there is a large wave of orders on the bright side.

In just half a month, Zhu Yuan asked about the progress twice a day, forcing Zhuangzi's stewards to separate the relevant craftsmen, some of which studied glass wall cabinets, some of glass tableware and tea sets, and some of vases and other decorations. .

In addition, there is a foundation, but the difference is in purity. With the direction and generous bonus given by Zhuyuan, several finished products were quickly released within a few days.

Finally rushed to shop on this day of Xiao Nian Ye.

The large-surface glass with less purity is embedded in the wooden frame, and cement is poured on the wall, and the purer and brighter glass is installed in the cabinet.

In the cabinet, there are crystal clear or radiant tableware and tea sets. The crystal clear lines are simple and generous, and look sparse. The radiant ones are carved into various flower shapes, which are so exquisite and bright that they are eye-catching.

There are also various exquisite vase decorations...

The shopkeeper of "Bright Zhai Zhai" said that everything in the store is sold, including the glass walls on the walls and the glass surfaces of the cabinets, all of which can be ordered.

This is especially true for cups and pans.

The point is, it's not expensive.

Those glass bowls are just a fine golden hairpin when they are set.

It’s the Chinese New Year. Don’t you say that you have to welcome your relatives at home, don’t you have to give gifts every year and after? Doesn't any mistress worry about this every year? Therefore, when I heard that "Bright Bright Studio" only accepts reservations, everyone rushed up crazy.

Within a few days of work, Zhu Yuan received an order of six thousand taels—this was only a year ago.

There are too many orders. Years ago, I was absolutely unable to do it. I didn't dare to be expert in affairs, so I quickly reported to her and let her decide.

Zhu Yuan looked at the full box of bank notes, smiled from ear to ear, waved his hand, and sent double pay to all the craftsmen and managers involved in the Zhuangzi shop, and then ruthlessly asked the shopkeeper to post the notice. All orders can only be arranged after the year.

Even so, orders continue to flow.

Zhu Yuan couldn’t do anything, so I had to discuss with Anqing and the others that the craftsmen in Chuangzi Zhai and Zhuangzi should not rest during the Spring Festival. The furnace does not stop at 12 o'clock. All the craftsmen work in two shifts and work overtime to make orders...

The bright business of Bright Studio has drawn everyone's attention away. No one, or in other words, few people have paid attention, and there have been many more people in Zhuo Zhuo Bookstore.

Some have contributed, some have purchased the first issue, some are scheduled for the next issue, and some are applying.

Business on both sides has improved, Zhu Yuan is busy and happy.

I don't know how Zhang Jingshu told the people of Zhu's house that Zhu Yuan was busy until New Year's Eve, and then he started busying with Zhang Jingshu for the New Year's Eve banquet.

Zhu Tingzhou and others in the academy had already returned, and Zhu Xiuyuan led them into the ancestral hall early in the morning and began to worship.

As the county magistrate, Zhu Xiuqi was still guarding at Zhangkou. He would come back soon for the reunion dinner only after a while.

New Year’s Eve reunion dinner, on the first day of the first month, I wore new clothes to celebrate the New Year. I had lunch. Zhu Yuan didn’t forget to go to the Zhuozhuo Bookstore and gave red envelopes to the eunuchs in Anqing, Simei and others who lived there, wishing them new The year is smooth, healthy and healthy.

Not to mention how wrong An Qing and the others were, even Simei's eyes were red - they went to the palace, got up and worked in the dark every day, and remembered any festivals. In previous New Years, when there were more pieces of meat in the bowl, or two more pieces of dim sum, they received red envelopes, which they could not even think of.

Zhu Yuan watched several girls crying, sad and helpless, and simply pretended to threaten: "If you do this again, I will take the red envelopes back."

The painters still wiped their tears.

"Okay, I came here to send you a red envelope. Why are you doing it? These few days have a holiday, so have fun, remember to bring someone when you go out, and don't go to that secluded place." Zhu Yuan thought After thinking about it, I hurriedly added, "I remember that you have to go to work on the fourth day. Don't forget that the manuscript of the first month issue has not been decided yet."

Holding the piano suddenly burst into laughter, and said grotesquely: "I know, I have already practiced it once, and I made a mistake the second time. That is really shameful for the girl to cultivate."

He shed a tear in his eyes: "The servant girl has no time to rest. The cover picture of the first month magazine, the Liao Zhai side is still so hard to give it, and said it is difficult to carve and brush... No, the servant must quickly think of a backup draft. , Let them sculpt the two editions together, in case it is smashed, there is a replacement!"

After saying that she was blessed, "The girl rests first, and the servant girl first go to Liao Zhai to see."

After all, Liao Zhai is a bookstore. The Spring Festival business is more prosperous. It is impossible to close the door. You even have to work overtime. So she said this.

Zhu Yuan hadn't spoken yet, but the chess player had already ran away with his skirt.

Zhu Yuan:...

She turned to look at Simei boss's piano player: "Isn't she going to rest for the New Year?"

Holding the piano disapproved: "The girl keeps her busy, people like us have nowhere to go during the New Year, so it's better to work more steadily." Then he complained, "Liao Zhai doesn't take a vacation. Where do the servants and maids need vacation , If you take a vacation and the people in Liao Zhai don’t work, we can’t cry to death!"

Zhu Yuan: ...... Blame her on vacation?

"Also, our shop has already recruited several women. Should we consider opening up the shop next? How will the staff be arranged? How will the content of the venue be arranged? The slaves and maidservants came up with a plan after discussing it yesterday. I thought about it for two days. Here you are, it just happens that you are here today, here, you see." Zhiqin took out a few books from nowhere, and handed them to Zhu Yuan respectfully.

Zhu Yuan: ...wait, today is the New Year's Day! She just came to give out red packets!

If Simei was still enchanting and enchanting concubine preparation camp half a month ago, then now, they are the shrewd and capable staff of the burning bookstore.

Especially in the last two days of the draft last month, which one still looked like the original gentle and small intentions, walking up and down the big step meteors, ran to the Liaozhai printing department to catch up with the progress of the voice...

As a result, Zhu Yuan, who ran to the yard to give out red envelopes on the first day of the new year, was dragged by several people into work in advance.

After finally checking things, it was already Shen Shichu when he returned to the mansion.

On the first day of the new year, Zhang Jingshu was afraid that she was still talking to the old lady in the Changfuyuan. Zhu Yuan was relieved to see that there was no one in the courtyard, and hurriedly sneaked back to the house.

I have nothing to do when I am free. Zhu Yuan has a headache to read the manuscripts and plans during this period. I really don't want to bother my brain, so I just pulled out the paper and started to practice calligraphy.

Xie Zheng came out just after he could not practice tea kung fu.

【Yuanyuan】

Seeing the ink characters that have disappeared for several days, Zhu Yuan is very happy: [Oh, long time no see, happy new year~~~] To be honest, she is quite worried that this guy will die in a foreign land.

Xie Zheng paused: [Happy New Year]

Zhu Yuan inquired: [Are you busy lately? Haven't seen you for many days]

[Well, learning the local language] I have to deal with the locals every day.

Zhu Yuan exclaimed: [Are you still going to learn dialects? ] She said sincerely, [You are really the prince who is the least like a prince I have ever seen]

Xie Zheng raised his eyebrows: [How many have you seen]

[Okay, I actually saw one] However, she still saw a lot of them on TV. It's just that these words cannot be said.

Xie Zheng gave up.

[But what does this show? This shows that our Dayan education is not good. Even if Mandarin cannot be popularized, how can the imperial policies be popularized? How do people gather? No wonder the local government affairs will be controlled by the local forces. No one knows the court, whoever cares is not the same. 】

This problem has troubled Xie Zheng for many days, so he followed the topic and talked with him in detail.

The two had a hearty chat about education popularization, language unification, etc., until the sun began to drift westward, Zhu Yuan guessed that it was time to go to the main courtyard, and reluctantly said goodbye.

Xie Zheng just remembered something: [Hold on]

【? Zhu Yuan drew a question mark and began to knead the paper balls, throwing them into the charcoal stove one by one, leaving most of his attention on the paper.

I saw Xie Zheng slowly write: "Those pigs, did you send them? 】

Zhu Yuan blinked and chuckled. That's right, she not only asked Anqing to purchase a lot of old **** and soybeans, but also sent a dozen domestic pigs.

[This is because it is closed for the New Year, I will add some food to you. ] I wish Yuanle is beyond support. The people Xie Zheng led must be hidden in the dark, even Lao Jiang didn't dare to make aggressive purchases, and the meat was probably missing.

As for life seasonings such as salt, she must have been prepared early, so she naturally didn't need to worry about it.

Xie Zheng helpless: [The climate in the south is good, and there are a lot of wild animals in winter. They can catch a few of them during exercises on weekdays].

Zhu Yuan hurriedly warned him: [It’s better to eat less of these wild animals, don’t get caught up in the water and soil, you will be infected by the animal disease first, then it is really no medicine for medicine]

Xie Zheng disagrees: [Cooked food without fear]

[How about the process? Is there any virus on its skin and hair? ] Zhu Yuan is not angry, [You are very fragile now, this eating wild things is not a joke]

Xie Zheng twisted his eyebrows for a while and nodded: [OK] I would rather believe it if it is not.

Zhu Yuan let him go, and wrote casually: [Remember to let someone save you a copy of the pig brain flower after killing the pig]

Xie Zheng:...

He felt that there must be no good things, so he couldn't help but ask: [Why? 】

Zhu Yuan smiled secretly, but the eight scriptures in her hand wrote: [You are too old to learn dialects, so you have to make up for it]

...Take a pig's brain to fill your brain?

Xie Zheng:...

Thanks, no need.