Merchants often travel outside, and if their family fortune is huge, they have to travel around for inspections.
It is absolutely impossible to leave everything to the shopkeeper.
Xiao Fang's business base has always been in Huzhou, and there is only one Youhuang Pavilion in the capital at the farthest, so Fang Chu has never left Jiangnan in the past few years.
Now that Xiao Fang has established a blended textile industry in the northwest, he may be in trouble if he continues to command from afar in the south of the Yangtze River as before.
Therefore, he wanted to support and stabilize the operation of the workshop, so he took Qingya mother and son back to Jiangnan.
From now on, he will only come to the northwest for inspection once a year.
With this purpose in mind, he ate something and took a nap for half an hour.
When he got up, he took Niu Erzi and Dong'er to check around and inquire about the management of each link.
When I looked at it, I saw that it was dark.
Fang Chu felt that he had chosen the wrong person.
Niu Erzi and Dong'er made Shuya Textile Factory very prosperous, with strict management, top and bottom unity, and order.
There was a banquet in the evening.
Niu Erzi had already ordered the big kitchen to kill a pig and three sheep.
One was for Fang Chu to receive the wind and wash away the dust, and the other was for the weavers to add food and vegetables, and everyone was happy together.
After the banquet, everyone dispersed.
Only Niu Erzi and Dong'er were left by Fang Chu to talk in the meeting hall.
Fang Chu took out a letter and handed it to Dong'er, saying, "This is what your eldest grandma gave you."
Dong'er hurriedly took it, opened it and looked at it, saying, "Grandma is so thoughtful."
It turns out that Qingya proposed in the letter that he would make unique anti-counterfeiting marks for the products of Shuya Textile Factory.
If you are making military uniforms, you can quietly sew a small label embroidered with the storage date and quantity into the clothes during the last process.
Even if others find out, it is not easy to prevent it, because the storage date and quantity of each batch of clothes are different.
For example, if 300 sets of clothes are put into the warehouse on October 8th, the first three digits of the label will be 108, and the last three digits will gradually change from 001 to 300; coupled with the secret code of the person who handled the last process, it will be foolproof. .
Fang Chu asked: "Does Manager Dong think it's feasible?"
Dong'er affirmed: "It's feasible."
Fang Chu said: "What I mean is that each piece of clothing either leaves the cuffs or the trouser legs unsewed, and is completed in the last process.
It is said to be for sewing our pattern logo.
The people in the last process only Just pick someone who is loyal, careful, and tight-lipped.
There is no need to force it.
Anyway, they have already done everything they need to do.
They only need to sew the cuffs and sew the cut cotton on them.
The important thing is not to sew the anti-counterfeiting mark into the cuffs.
And trousers, it should be in an inconspicuous place.”
Dong'er thought for a while and said, "If it's a winter coat, it can be sewn into the underarm layer.
If it's a single coat, it can be sewn into the corner of the hem.
No matter where it is sewn, we will order it to be recorded and archived."
Niu Erzi clicked his tongue and said, "This trouble will cost a lot of labor."
Fang Chu said: "Be careful and you won't make a big mistake.
Don't worry about these expenses.
Besides, you don't need a skilled weaver to do this.
Any female worker who knows needlework can do it.
It won't cost much more labor."
Then he said to Dong'er: "You can arrange the specific personnel and execution regulations.
Show it to me when you have it done."
Dong'er stood up and said, "Yes."
Fang Chu asked some other questions, and the day's errands were finally over.
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Next, he got busy busy, either handling daily affairs in Zhuangzi, or taking Niu Erzi to Hedong County to visit the county magistrate and local squires.
Whenever you go to a place to do business, don't be careless about these local relationships.
March will soon enter, and spring is coming to the northwest.
Flowers are blooming, grass is growing, and warblers are flying.
In order to borrow water power, Shuya Textile Factory was built near the water.
A large river rushed down the slope with rapid water flow.
Two neat rows of workshops were built on the shore, namely the spinning workshop and the weaving workshop.
There are large plum trees planted on the slope and large peach trees planted on the lower slope.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom, looking from a distance, they are as brilliant as brocade, while the plum forest is already lush and lush.
This morning, after Fang Chu finished a set of boxing in the plum forest, he saw the sun rising, and the mist in the peach blossom forest below gradually dissipated, as if a girl had unveiled her veil; early birds were chirping on the branches, and the faint fragrance Floating, take a sip, refreshing.
The female workers on the night shift got off work and had breakfast.
They carried wooden basins to the river in small groups to wash their clothes, and some carried hot water to wash their hair.
Red and green figures shuttled back and forth among the peach trees, with crisp laughter.
The sound of rushing water echoed under the spring sky.
The scene in front of him was like a picture of a water town.
Fang Chu seemed to have returned to the south of the Yangtze River.
The large peach blossoms and clear water made these ordinary women infected with fairy spirit.
He lifted the hem of his brocade robe, sat on a rock, and looked down the slope.
After watching for a while, he felt a surge of emotion and wanted to do something.
But without Qingya, he couldn't play the piano or the flute, and there was no one here who could play the piano for him.
He took out a bamboo whistle from his pocket.
There were originally a pair of bamboo whistles, and there was another one at Qingya's.
He has the word "Qing" engraved underneath.
He gently rubbed the character pattern with his fingertips, rubbed it for a while, then put it to his mouth and blew it gently.
The monotonous sound was not pleasant to listen to, it sounded like the sound of a piano in his ears.
He and Qingya sat under the moon, playing the piano together in front of the rolling lotus leaves.
The green lotus leaves appear dark in the moonlight, setting off the mystery and elegance of the rice-colored lotus flowers; the music of the piano also appears particularly light at night, washing away the hustle and bustle of the world, and blending in perfectly with the sound of wind, water, and the fragrance of flowers.
The women in the peach grove below noticed Fang Chu and secretly looked at the plum grove above.
In their eyes, the man sitting in the plum forest is rich and unattainable.
Their hearts yearned for him, but they couldn't get in.
The little girls walked more cautiously, hoping that he would notice them and find out that they were different; the wives talked in low voices.
"My uncle has been here for a long time this time."
"Yeah, I didn't hear that he was leaving."
"Why didn't Zhinu come with him?"
"When a man goes out, how can his wife follow him?"
"Then he didn't bring a maid to serve him."
"Guo Zhinu won't let you take her."
"I heard that Weaver Girl doesn't allow uncles to take concubines."
"It's nonsense that the uncle himself doesn't take concubines.
The uncle is kind to Zhinu and is not willing to take a concubine to make Zhinu angry.
The uncle and Zhinu are a fairy couple."
"But it would be unkind to not allow concubines."
"Why is she not virtuous?
Didn't Zhinu give birth to a son?
She also gave birth to a daughter.
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Why would you take a concubine if you have a son or a daughter?
I heard from Manager Dong that Zhinu is as beautiful as a fairy.
Of course, the uncle will not look down on other women.
What do you do?”
"I don't believe that the uncle really doesn't want to take a concubine."
"You want to try it" "Oh, you're going to die if I don't beat you."
Fang Chu was awakened by the noise from the people below, took the whistle out of his mouth, lowered his head and wiped it carefully with a handkerchief.
Wipe it clean and put it in your purse.
He tightened the string of the purse and looked at the purse again: it was embroidered with green pine trees and was made for him by Qingya.
There was also a peace charm in the purse, which Wuhui asked for from Ci'an Temple and put it in for him personally.
In his wallet, he wished his father to be safe and healthy when he was away from home.
Thinking of his soft little daughter, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and a smile overflowed.
We, Qingya, are not idle either.
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