"How can we not be in a hurry?" King Zhongshun sighed. He discussed the court affairs and rushed towards the manor without stopping. The importance attached to cement is beyond the imagination of Jia Rong and others.
"The Huanghuai River has been difficult to control since ancient times. If this material can be proven to be used for water conservancy as soon as possible, people in one more place will be able to avoid flood disasters."
After hearing what King Zhongshun said, Uncle Rong couldn't sit still. Patting his clothes, he saluted King Zhongshun and said, "It really makes me ashamed that Chitose is so worried about the people. I will not dare to be lazy anymore when building dams and channels here. I will definitely let all the officials in the court and the government see the great use of cement." .”
What Jia Rong said made King Zhongshun look at him with admiration. King Zhongshun went to such great lengths to build a dam on his estate just to get the officials to recognize this new type of material. In the court, no one person's decision is ever final. Even the powerful King Zhongshun also had many concerns.
Jia Rong couldn't be lazy anymore, but King Zhongshun also gave him good news. As long as it can be proven to be useful, King Zhongshun will work out a deal and let the Ministry of Industry take full responsibility for the cement produced by Zhuangzi of Ningguo Mansion.
"It will definitely be useful." Uncle Rong thought about it and smiled. The cement produced in my own factory has been specially supplied to the Ministry of Industry. If I open a few more kilns in the future and sell them for takeout, those wealthy businessmen will not be able to rush to buy them first?
There are so many villages in the world, which one does not build a dam and canal? Or pave a road to get to know each other? Sent, sent.
King Zhongshun snorted, "Don't be too complacent. If I find out that you are passing off inferior goods and selling them cheaply, I will also rob your Jia family."
"No, no." Brother Rong and King Zhongshun promised again and again. I have a good reputation, so the cost of building it is at most fifty cents, and the selling price is two hundred and fifty cents.
With this promise, Jia Rong became more energetic in commanding.
"Brother Qiang, you have to be careful about everything. Don't make the slightest mistake, otherwise our Ningguo Mansion will be in trouble." Uncle Rong frightened Brother Qiang and said to Zong Cheng. "If you pass the word on, if this place can be repaired to the satisfaction of the palace, I will give you two more months' wages."
Zong Cheng grinned and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Immediately, he shouted the news to the craftsmen who were working on it. When the people from the Royal Palace and the Ministry of Industry heard this, they were all dumbfounded and envious.
Jia Qiang wiped the sweat from her face and affirmed with Uncle Rong: "I will never make a mistake in what Brother Rong told me."
"Among all the brothers in the family, I am the only one who can trust you." Jia Rong nodded, patted Brother Qiang's shoulder, and said earnestly: "When this place is ready, next year I will invite the ladies from the two houses to give you a report. Family matters."
Jia Qiang smiled shyly and said, "Thank you, Brother Rong. I'm not in a hurry about this. As long as Brother Rong comes to the village more often, I'll be satisfied."
Forehead……
What's wrong with you? You're not in a hurry to get a wife? Like let me go to the village and have a look?
What to see?
You are not asking me to visit you, are you? Uncle Rong's scalp was numb and he was very suspicious of Jia Qiang's orientation. He laughed coquettishly and said, "You are not young anymore, and you have reached the age of marrying a wife. I will ask the second aunt and the others to pay attention to whether there are suitable girls in each house."
Jia Qiang hummed in agreement and said no more.
In the afternoon, Uncle Rong returned to his house. As soon as I arrived at the mansion, I heard that Feng Ziying, Xue Pan and others had been here today. I only left in disbelief when I heard that I had gone to the manor of Prince Zhongshun.
What are the noble sons of the noble families doing? Jia Rong sighed, isn't he just a poor man?
"Uncle, don't you want to see me again?" Qin Keqing now also knows that Uncle Rong went to Wanhua Tower yesterday, and said leisurely: "Even Uncle Bao followed him out of the house after hearing this. Is this woman really so charming?"
When Uncle Rong saw Sister Feng and Lin Daiyu, they both looked over, shook his head quickly and said, "I don't know, I don't know. Maybe it's because this woman is proficient in music, and I'm a rough guy who doesn't understand this, so I'm not interested."
He is different from Baoyu. This guy is only ten years old now and he chases the maids to eat rouge every day, and occasionally plays with the maids in the room. After hearing what Feng Ziying and others said, Baoyu went to Wanhua Tower to drink wine, which was normal.
Sister Feng said calmly: "Not only Baoyu, the second master Lian from the mansion should also have gone with him. I am curious, are we in the Duke's mansion not as outstanding as a brothel girl?"
Uncle Rong didn't know who Sister Feng was referring to, so he didn't dare to accept it easily. He laughed twice and said: "It just so happens that Aunt Lin is here today, and Rong'er has some free time to make a portrait of Aunt Lin." .”
Lin Daiyu's eyes flashed brightly after hearing this, and she nodded and said, "That's fine, I'll bother Brother Rong."
But Jia Rong was a little curious in her heart, why Lin Daiyu's face didn't look strange after hearing that Baoyu went to the brothel, a match made in heaven. Without thinking too much, he asked Que'er to wait for the maid to set up the drawing board and easel, and then invited the teenage aunt to find a place to sit down.
Lin Daiyu was looking at Jia Rong's serious eyes. Even though there were maids such as Xue Yan and Que'er waiting in the room, she still showed a little bit of shame.
Falling in Brother Rong's eyes, I felt my heart pounding. Lin Daiyu is still young now, and her facial features have not yet fully developed, so her shyness is enough to shock people. Brother Rong sighed in his heart, when this little aunt grows up, she will be a stunning beauty again. Why did you fall in love with Baoyu?
Jia Rong arranged in her mind that Aunt Lin must have bad eyesight.
In fact, there is a huge difference between Brother Rong's painting for Lin Daiyu and his painting for Sister Feng. At that time, I was still very crafty when painting for Sister Feng. In addition, I often ran to touch Sister Feng in the middle of the painting, so the last painting took several months.
At the same time, it also benefited from the fact that when he was keeping vigil at the ancestral hall every day, Uncle Rong carved a portrait for Lin Daiyu out of boredom. Today, it only took an hour for Uncle Rong to draw a rough outline for Lin Daiyu. He only needed to add a few details later and soften the lines and it was almost complete.
Xiao Daiyu stood next to Brother Rong, watching him wipe the face of the person in the painting with his fingers and silk cloth. It felt like the hand touched his face, and his delicate little face turned red inexplicably.
Lin Daiyu said: "It's getting late, Brother Rong, let's do it next time."
At this hour, Uncle Rong's waist was indeed tired, even more tired than last night. He stood up and moved around for a while, then asked, "Are you satisfied, aunt?"
Aunt Lin nodded her head and glanced at Brother Rong's wife in the main room, with a slight smile on her face and said, "Satisfied."
It was time to turn on the lamp. Sister Feng came over and saw a little bit of shame on the face of the person in the painting, and her brows frowned unconsciously. After seeing the heartfelt smile on Lin Daiyu's face, she said with relief: "It's night, your Aunt Lin and I are going back home."
