Jia Huan next to him hesitated to speak, remembering that he and Jia Rong and others could not get along with each other on weekdays, so he pouted and asked Jia Lan to go back together. However, Jia Lan, the youngest, was more polite and mature. He specially said goodbye to Jia Rong before leaving.
In the corner, Jia Qin, Jia Chang, Jia Ling and others were counting the things given out by the ancestral temple. The three gamblers discussed how many days they could go gambling together.
After hearing this, Jia Rong really wanted to sweep away these prodigal sons with one stroke. He frowned and said, "The family ancestral hall is not your place to play, so get out quickly."
The three of them were not upset after hearing this. Instead, they flattered him and said, "Brother Rong, please don't be angry. Let's leave now."
"Brother Rong has really been enlightened by the ancestors, and he feels like a different person." The beautiful Jia Qiang stepped forward, put her hand on Jia Rong's hand, and said resentfully: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Rong." Brother, did you miss me?"
Huh... Jia Rong's scalp suddenly became numb and she had goosebumps all over her body.
He looked awkwardly at the pretty woman beside him, Jia Qiang, with elegant brows. Recalling some information, it turns out that Jia Qiang is the great-great-grandson of Ningguo Mansion. Her parents died when she was young, and she has lived with Jia Zhen since she was a child. In past memories, Jia Zhen treated Jia Qiang, her nephew, better than she treated her own son.
Later, because of some bad rumors in the mansion, Jia Zhen reluctantly parted ways with her and ordered Jia Qiang to move out of Ningguo Mansion and set up her own business.
Jia Rong has also heard the gossip these days, some talking about Jia Zhen and Jia Qiang, and some talking about Jia Rong and Jia Qiang. In short, the relationship between the three people is particularly ambiguous among the talkative servants.
She and Jia Qiang should have nothing to do with each other. At most, they are close brothers.
It should be Jia Zhen. He is someone who even dares to spy on his daughter-in-law. It is not surprising that he is thinking about his nephew.
"It's Brother Qiang. Are you still used to living outside? Otherwise, I'll tell the master and ask you to move back into the house."
"Really?" Jia Qiang immediately beamed. Just as she was about to agree, she suddenly thought of something and sighed: "Forget it, it's good to live outside."
Sometimes, it is not a good thing for a man to be too beautiful.
"It's better to live outside, it's more comfortable than living in the house." Jia Rong comforted, "Just come to the house more often in the future, and the family will not be alienated."
Jia Qiang nodded in agreement, then leaned into Jia Rong's ear and said, "I heard that Brother Rong is looking for some reliable people to do things recently. What do you think of me?"
"Aren't you attending a lecture in a private school?"
"I'm not a top scholar like Uncle Bao." Jia Qiang said, "It's just for the few taels of silver every year in the clan academy, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people listening to that nerve."
Go to school and still have money to pay? This is the first time Jia Rong has heard of this kind of thing.
In view of the current society, it is not difficult to understand that in order to ensure the continuation of prosperity and wealth for future generations, each family will try their best to let the descendants of the family take exams for fame and achievements. As long as there are a few of them who are in their early years, other family members can also enjoy some privileges.
Every clan is a community of interests. If one loses, everyone suffers, and if one suffers, everyone prospers. Therefore, once a promising person appears in the clan, he will be favored by the entire clan. At the same time, another bad idea arose: if the clan is too powerful, the country will perish but the family will not perish.
Now Jia Rong is the one who will be treated favorably. This feels really good.
He took his hand out of Jia Qiang's arms without leaving a trace, knowing that his brother was not a student, he smiled and said, "Aren't you going to the private school?"
"Go, of course I have to go. It's eight taels of silver a year, why not go. But...it doesn't stop me from asking for work from Brother Rong."
"I've only been out for a long time and I've become so shameless. I don't know who I learned this from." Jia Rong laughed and scolded, "I have a tiring job and I don't have much money. If you really want to do it, come to the house tomorrow. Just look for me.”
"It's easy, it's easy." Jia Qiang nodded repeatedly, and then said: "Brother Yun from the third-bedroom and fifth-aunt's family has been short of money recently. Can you give him an errand?"
"Why doesn't he do it himself?"
"Brother Yun is filial. He has already gone home to take care of his sick aunt with the things he shared. He is from the Rongfu branch, so it is difficult to find him, so he dragged me to ask."
Jia Yun has no impression in my memory. Jia Rong thought that since he was a filial person, his character should not be too bad, so he agreed.
Although the Jia family believed that Jia Rong met the old man, they didn't care about the cement recipe at all. He has to do this himself. I only know what materials and processes are used to make cement, and the specific proportions need to be studied experimentally.
Jia Rong needs a few people who are well-read and literate to record the ratio of ingredients and compare the effects of each use.
He wouldn't trust this kind of thing to outsiders, so he could only find someone from the Jia family. Jia Qiang and Jia Yun may be the most suitable candidates he can find.
The two came early the next morning.
Needless to say, this guy Jia Qiang must have just gone to the clan school to report and then returned. Jia Rong did not forget to joke: "Aren't you afraid that your study money will be deducted?"
Jia Qiang said disdainfully: "He dared to miss me. I'm not the only one who came back. Uncle Bao didn't even go."
Today, Ningfu Huifangyuan is extremely lively. Not only Jia Qiang, Jia Yun and others came. Feng Lazi, who had nothing to do, also brought a group of girls to play, curious about the cement wonders in Jia Rong's mouth.
Fortunately, Jia Rong had already received the news that several sisters-in-law who had not left the cabinet were coming, so he arranged for Zong Cheng and others to go into the side yard to avoid suspicion.
Before Jia Rong could say hello to the crowd, a lame little fat man rushed out of the crowd.
"Brother Rong, you are hurting me."
Xiaopang's face was sad and angry, who else could be there besides Baoyu.
"Hey, what's wrong with Uncle Bao Er's leg? Who hurt you without opening your eyes? Tell me quickly and I'll vent your anger for you."
The little fat man gritted his teeth and said, "It's you, it's you. It's all your fault that I was beaten by the master."
"It was your master who beat you... Did you hurt your leg or your butt? You can't run around. I'll ask someone to take you back to the hospital so you can have a good rest." Jia Rong looked concerned and kept silent. What caused Baoyu to be beaten?
You can guess it without thinking. It must be because when Jia Zheng asked about his homework, Baoyu didn't answer and gave him a slap in the face.
Baoyu snorted and looked at Jia Rong resentfully.
Lin Daiyu in the crowd couldn't help laughing and said: "He is used to being rich. Last night he made his aunt a few pounds of tears. This morning he went to his ancestors to beg for mercy. But the ancestors didn't listen to him. He will be angry now." I’m going to ask you for an explanation.”
When Baoyu heard that Lin Daiyu had exposed herself, her aura suddenly dropped and she said awkwardly: "My sister is laughing at me again."
"It makes you like to play ghosts." Lin Daiyu replied. Seeing everyone looking at him, he immediately blushed and stopped talking to Baoyu. He looked around the garden and asked curiously: "Where is the strange thing? Why can't I see it?"
Jia Rong said: "The strange things can't be seen yet."
Hearing this, everyone was a little disappointed, and Jia Rong said again: "My wife was on the way to the garden when the chrysanthemums were in full bloom. We can't see the strange things, so why not go to the garden to enjoy the flowers and taste the newly made chrysanthemum tea?" .”
These people also became interested temporarily and didn't care much about cement. Jia Rong ran to the courtyard where cement was studied, exchanged a few words with Jia Qiang, Jia Yun, and Zong Cheng, and led everyone towards the garden.
Only Wang Xifeng pulled Jia Rong on the road and asked, "Can this recipe really make money?"
You can definitely make money. Jia Rong doesn't just think about making money. The uses of cement are not small.
In the late Qing Dynasty, a chapter of the Westernization Party stated that cement was a "necessary item" for the construction of forts and buildings, and "it is even more suitable for various projects such as bridges, dams, rivers and seawalls."
Therefore, Western cement technology was introduced, a fine clay factory was established, and cement was gradually used in residential construction, bridge engineering, water conservancy construction and other fields. It was called a fortification god at the time.
It is not only beneficial to people's livelihood, but also helpful to the military.
