Brother Rong said: "I heard Aunt Feng say that my uncle wants to find a job in the cement kiln factory. Now that the factory is under construction, there is a greatest shortage of management talents like uncle. If uncle can come here, it will be a timely help. "
The cement kiln has not yet been completed. Bricks and stones are piled up on the ground, and the ground is muddy and filthy. At this moment, Wang Ren could only feel that the bottom of Jinxiuhua's boots were like gold, and every step he took was extremely difficult.
He looked left and right as if he hadn't heard what Brother Rong just said, and said, "How long will it take to complete it?"
As the person in charge of the Jinling Kiln Factory, Jia Qiang also found it funny when she saw Uncle Wang's appearance. She chuckled and said, "It will be roughly completed in as soon as two months. If it is to be fully built and fully produced, it will take until spring next year." .”
"It's been so long." Wang Ren sighed, but didn't reply to Brother Rong's words. He asked doubtfully: "I heard that your Ningguo Mansion's kiln factory in Ping'an Prefecture only took three or four months to build. Why did it take so long to change it to Jinling?"
Jia Qiang said: "The government first stopped the kiln in Shenjing Village and transferred a large number of experienced craftsmen to Ping'an Prefecture to build kilns. In addition, there was originally a manor in Ping'an Prefecture, so there was less trouble in rebuilding it. And because the water conservancy camp and the river government office were short of cement, they had to build kilns and rush production at the same time."
"That's it."
Wang Ren chuckled. Wang Ren really couldn't bear to have him work as a clerk in a cement kiln that had not yet been put into production. What he originally thought was that it was a relative's property after all. He only needed to get an errand at the cement kiln and stay in the Wang family's house every day without any effort, and he could earn dozens or hundreds of taels of wages every month.
But now Brother Rong and Brother Qiang clearly want him to work in such a messy place. It was so different from what was expected and completely inconsistent with expectations.
Brother Rong could more or less guess what Wang Ren was thinking and said, "Uncle, don't worry too much. We will build a separate small courtyard in the workers' accommodation room for uncle, Brother Qiang and some craftsmen to live. If you go Uncle Hou feels bored in the factory, so it is feasible to bring the concubine from the mansion to the courtyard."
Wang Ren secretly shook his head. Isn't that in line with the rules? There are so many men in the kiln factory, so there is no chaos in bringing concubine Ji.
He smiled and said: "That's not necessary."
Brother Rong asked: "Uncle, do you have any other concerns?"
Of course there is, but Wang Ren can’t say. If he brought Concubine Ji over, he couldn't stay in the yard all the time, nor could he always take Concubine Ji with him. It wouldn't be worth it if these young and beautiful little daughters-in-law were stolen.
Besides, Wang Ren had never thought about going to work. How could he go to Jinling City and have fun after he came to the kiln factory?
He was worried that the young lady from Jinling City would be lovesick if he didn't see her for a long time. Furthermore, there were not many rich people in the kiln factory, so there were no partners to gamble with. Is it possible for people to live such a life?
Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Jia Rong didn't feel embarrassed. After all, Uncle Rong didn't really want Wang Ren to come to the kiln. He had learned a lot about Wang Ren's deeds from Xue Pan, including everything from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. The wealth of the Jinling Wang family was also defeated by this legitimate son of the Wang family.
Everyone said that Xue Pan was unreliable, but Brother Rong felt that Wang Ren was a hundred times more unreliable than Xue Pan.
Brother Rong said: "Since uncle doesn't want to say anything, let's continue to wander around the kiln. I never thought in the past that our Ningguo Mansion would build such a big kiln, which is bigger than the cement kiln in Shenjing Village. Dozens of times."
Jia Qiang replied: "I have never made a comparison, but according to Brother Zongcheng, the cement kiln in Jinling will recruit at least hundreds of craftsmen. Compared with the small kiln factory in our village with 20 or 30 people, it is just... It’s like a shabby little workshop.”
Brother Rong nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, you have to take good care of this place. This time the government has invested all its wealth in the two kilns of Ping'an Prefecture and Jinling. There is even Aunt Feng's kiln inside. The dowry of ten thousand taels will be wasted, and she will not let you go easily given her temper."
Brother Qiang hummed and said seriously: "I won't let Brother Rong down."
Jia Rong thought for a moment and said: "In a few days, let Brother Yun come down from Ping'an Prefecture and come to Jinling to help. In this way, it will be easier for you. When you return to Shenjing at the end of the year, the Jinling kiln will not be left unattended. "
The two brothers Jia Rong and Jia Qiang were chatting about things at the kiln, but Wang Ren next to them found it extremely boring. After walking for a while, I felt it was hard again. Then he said: "Brother Rong, continue to watch here. Suddenly I remembered that there are some things in the house, and it is not convenient for us to stay here with you."
Brothers Rong and Qiang looked at each other. Jia Rong nodded and said, "Since uncle has something to do, it's best to go back first."
After hearing this, Wang Ren nodded repeatedly and went back to the kiln gate to pick up his attendants and couldn't wait to return to Jinling City.
Brother Rong looked at Wang Ren's back and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It's hard to describe such a brother in Wang Xifeng's stall, and he feels guilty. Jia Qiang, who was next to her, didn't wait for him to sigh in her heart. When Wang Ren left, she whispered: "Brother Rong should go to the Jia family tomorrow morning. The masters of the 12th house in Jinling all know that Brother Rong is coming and have already planned to wait." Let you pass."
Twelve rooms in Jinling. well
Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this. Since the two houses of Ning and Rong moved to Shenjing and took root in Kyoto, they have become increasingly alienated from the Twelve Houses of Jinling. Although Ning Guofu is from the eldest family, he only comes to Jinling to host ancestor worship activities every few years. Whether it is Jia Jing or Jia Zhen, their status as patriarchs is mainly related to the interests of Shenjing Bafang.
After all, the 12th Fang in Jinling is a relative of Ningrong Ergong, and the 8th Fang in Shenjing is the descendant of Ningrong Ergong.
Brother Rong asked: "Did the clan say anything?"
Jia Qiang curled her lips and said helplessly: "In the past, Ningrong and Rongfu were able to support the clan when they were glorious, but now they also donate a lot of money every year. Although relatives in the Jinling clan are not rich and powerful, they are not poor. Now that they heard that Ningguo Mansion is in Jinling Ban Kiln, they naturally want to find benefits and put a few people in."
Brother Rong smiled indifferently. "As long as they are not too dirty, not too tired, and not too short of money, it doesn't matter if they bring in a few people. As for the benefits that the clan will ask for, I have already calculated them."
Jia Rong talked about setting up scholarships and building roads at Jiajia Volunteer School in Jinling. Then he said: "If the master of the twelfth house wants more money, he doesn't have it. Our Ningguo Mansion has invested all the money in the cement kiln, and we are still poor."
"Brother Rong is just calculating in his mind, but he is afraid that if he goes to the clan, the clan elders will be in trouble."
"Embarrassed? They dare to embarrass you, don't blame me for falling out." Brother Rong sneered, "The two governments donate so much money and land to the clan every year, but there is not a single person among the twelve families who studies and becomes an official. The rich ones among the twelve families If we don’t take care of our brothers in the clan, is it possible that we, Shenjing Mansion, should share everything with them? There are also many extremely poor relatives in the eighth house of Shenjing City.”
"The master's coffin will also be moved to the ancestral home in the future. We can't get into trouble with the relatives in the twelfth room." Jia Qiang said calmly.
Jia Rong also knows the principle of fallen leaves returning to their roots. Not to mention Jia Zhen's coffin, even Jia's mother will send her soul back to Jinling in the next hundred years. "The Jia family's ancestral tombs are not theirs to decide, and our Ning and Rong mansions have donated a lot of money. They have always relied on the two mansions, but there is no reason for the clan to blackmail them in return."
Uncle Rong doesn't care about that much. If the clan doesn't know what's going on, they won't even be able to get road construction and free scholarships.
Jia Rong didn't stay at the kiln for long, and went back to Jinling City with Jia Qiang. It took most of the day to walk back and forth, and it was already dark when we arrived at Wang's house.
He originally wanted to go to Xue's house, but it was not a good time to go there. In addition, there is another family in the Xue family who is mourning at home, and Xue Baochai is a woman. Jia Rong went over at night to ruin the Xue family's reputation.
On this day, Ping'er's appearance became even more beautiful.
Second, day.
Brother Qiang led Jia Rong towards the Jia family. The little maid Que'er was worried and wanted to follow her no matter what, so Uncle Rong had no choice but to keep her by his side.
The clan had heard about them a long time ago, and there was a lot of excitement today. The eldest master of the twelve rooms of the Jia family who stayed in Jinling personally greeted him, and the elders and brothers of each room also came to enjoy the fun. The older one maintains his seniority and is neither humble nor overbearing when facing Brother Rong, but the younger one watches from afar and dare not talk to him up close.
What Brother Rong expected did not happen. His relatives were very enthusiastic and did not take the initiative to mention donating money.
That night, Jia Rong was half drunk and stayed here for the night.
In the dead of night, Brother Rong, who was sleeping, felt someone lying next to him. He was so shocked that he woke up from his dream and was sweating all over.
"How did you climb up?"
Uncle Rong stared at the little maid in front of him with evil eyes.
Xiao Que'er arched her eyebrows and looked like she was trying to remember. After a while, he said: "The uncle drank too much yesterday. The master arranged for the uncle to live here and called many maids to take care of him. Que'er was worried, so he sent all the maids away. I didn't expect the uncle."
Jia Rong frowned. Could it be that he really did something animal-like? He looked suspiciously at Xiaoqueer, whose clothes were intact, and it didn't look like anything had happened.
Ask: "What didn't you expect?"
Little Que'er pouted and said: "I didn't expect that the uncle was a lot heavier than before, so I finally managed to hold him on the bed. Que'er stayed beside me to take care of him, but later Que'er was too sleepy, so..."
"You just fell over and climbed into bed?" Uncle Rong said through gritted teeth.
Little Que'er nodded shyly and whispered, "It's all Que'er's fault. Even if the uncle wants to beat or punish me, Que'er won't complain."
Jia Rong glanced at the little maid and said angrily: "Go to sleep outside."
"oh!"
"Bring me a bottle of water first."
"Okay, uncle." Xiaoqueer responded happily, secretly pursed her lips, and happily brought tea.
After drinking water, the maid no longer behaved strangely, and Brother Rong was finally able to sleep alone for a comfortable night. The next day, early in the morning. The elder of the Jia family in Jinling finally sent someone to find him.
"Looking for a job in the kiln factory?"
"Yes. Although we, the Twelve Households in Jinling, can still maintain our lives on the ancestral farmland, our extremely poor family will not suffer from hunger. But there are so many people in the clan, and we only guard these acres, and there will always be insufficient care on days when the harvest is poor. place. So I thought it would be a good idea to let the young people in the group make a living outside."
Jia Rong was doubtful and asked: "Jiangnan is a developed area with businesses everywhere. Is there anyone in the clan who makes a living outside the home?"
The clan elder looked ashamed. He said helplessly: "The Twelve Houses in Jinling have always relied on Ningrong and Ningfu. When have we ever thought about making a living and doing business outside? The family has land and land, and there is always no shortage of food and clothing. Although the brothers in each house are not rich, most of them have developed a life of idleness. Habit. After all, he is a relative of the Jia family, and there is still hope for the Jia family in Jinling, so how can he be so humble?"
Another person said: "Nowadays, there are several young people in the clan who have experienced changes in their families, so they are thinking of getting a job in a cement kiln. You don't need to take too much care of them. The kiln factory can calculate the amount of money."
After hearing this, Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Isn't this situation just like the eighth room in Shenjing?
In Shenjing, both the Ning and Rong mansions and the remaining six houses are mostly idle. Just like the gambling enthusiasts such as Jia Qin, Jia Chang, and Jia Ling in the past, there are also romantic figures such as Jia She and Jia Zhen who seek high pleasure.
There are eight brothers in the house, but only a few can be truly down-to-earth. Although Jia Lan and Jia Jun are young, they are also motivated. Jia Yun comes from a poor family and earns a living, and now Jia Qiang can also be considered one. The remaining people who were in charge of the affairs outside the Rongguo Mansion, and Jia Lian, who had donated his official position but could not take up the post, could barely count as half.
Others are mostly wine bags and rice bags.
Brother Rong said leisurely: "If that's the case, let them leave their names on Brother Qiang and report to the kiln in the future. Nowadays, the kilns in Jinling are indeed short of trustworthy people who are willing to do practical things. They are willing to go That’s fine, but when you go there, everything has to be done according to the kiln factory’s rules.”
"This is how it should be." said the elders of the tribes.
Brother Rong left all these matters to Jia Qiang to handle. I silently murmured in my heart, hoping that these people would not be like Wang Ren, who entered the kiln and saw the situation and then refused to go there.
As the patriarch of the Jia family, Brother Rong still talked about setting up scholarships for free students to stimulate the aspirations of the children of free students. He said: "The scholarships awarded each year will not be too many, so all ethnic groups are asked to supervise them to prevent any fraud."
Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, Brother Rong really didn't expect this.
The people in the twelfth room of Jinling are so easy to talk to. There is no moral kidnapping like "donate more if you are rich" in the imagination, and there is no blind trouble-making.
On the way back to Wang's house, Jia Rong figured out the reason. Anything that involves the interests of the majority of people must be the optimal decision based on the consequences of the majority of people's deliberations. In most cases, it is harmonious. Only when personal interests are involved can strong conflicts easily arise.
Arriving at Wang Xifeng's yard, Jia Rong heard laughter coming from inside before taking Que'er into the room.
Xue Baochai came over.
Brother Rong touched his nose. I have been in Jinling for a few days, but I haven't even visited Xue's house. I don't know what Baochai is thinking at this moment.
After a slight cough, everyone in the room heard the sound. Ping'er walked out and saw the uncle, and said happily: "Uncle Xiao Rong is back."
"Let him come in, there are no outsiders here." Wang Xifeng said lightly. Xue Baochai, who was next to him, had a strange look on his face. After a few changes, he said with a calm smile: "It turns out there are other guests in my sister's room today. My sister came at the wrong time."
Wang Xifeng laughed at her. "I want to imitate the sister of the Lin family. You still don't know whether he is a guest or not?"
Hearing this, Xue Baochai also smiled and said: "I have to learn how to speak like Sister Lin, otherwise everyone will think that I am reasonable in everything and think that I am someone who can be bullied."
Brother Rong opened the curtain with Ping'er and came in from the outside. He listened to the whole conversation between Wang Xifeng and Xue Baochai, and laughed dryly: "Aunt Bao is here today, but I haven't seen her for a long time, but now she looks even more beautiful and charming."
Baochai let out a soft sigh. "You'd better say your disgusting words to others."
Jia Rongjin Xue Baochai still wanted to leave, so he stretched out his hand to hold him back. Pull her back and sit next to her. Said: "We haven't seen her for two months, how cruel is Aunt Bao to leave as soon as we meet her."
Wang Xifeng on the side looked at the two of them with a playful smile. Baochai felt very ashamed. This was the first time that her little hand was held in front of everyone, and now she was pressed close to her.
Even the maid Ying'er behind Baochai didn't dare to look directly.
Xue Baochai said softly: "You don't have any rules, and you dare to be arrogant in front of your sister."
For some reason, Wang Xifeng suddenly looked like she was watching the show and said, "There are no outsiders in the room, so it's not too arrogant. Don't use it as a cover. I don't care what you are trying to do here."
Beware of scams.
Brother Rong's intuition told him that Wang Xifeng was a bit abnormal today and must be treated with caution.
Wang Xifeng said: "Don't act like this. Bao'er and I are direct cousins, and they will become more like sisters in the future. You have been in Jinling for a few days, but you haven't been able to go to Xue's house. After all, you have left sister Bao'er in the cold. Now that I know you are coming back, I specially invited Sister Baoer here."
Is this really the case?
Jia Rong couldn't believe it.
Sister Feng, this girl, calls Bao'er sister in front of Baochai, and calls Baochai Xiaolanghoozi when she is carrying Baochai. To say that they can be better than biological sisters, there is probably no two people in the world who have a bad relationship.
Wang Xifeng saw that neither of them believed it, so she ordered again: "Ping'er went to the front to urge the wife in the kitchen to bring the food and wine. Today, I specially came to serve Uncle Xiao Rong, so this will be credible." ?”
After hearing this, Baochai calmed down. He looked at Sister Feng with his big and smart eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Rong is busy with work, so he really should find some time to take a good rest. However, there are some urgent matters at the moment, so it's better for Brother Rong not to drink."
"Is it important?"
Brother Rong listened to the two playing riddles. Although he didn't understand, he could feel the slight tit-for-tat meaning. He gradually frowned, a thought flashed through his mind, his eyebrows stretched and his mouth smiled. Carrying Baochai beside him, he walked towards Sister Feng and said:
"Since it is an important matter, we naturally have to get together and discuss it in a low voice. Que'er and Ying'er are about to close the door first. Let's discuss the issue of whether it is important or not."
What is important and not loose?
Neither Wang Xifeng nor Baochai responded. Brother Rong saw the door closed and pressed Baochai on the wall first. Raising his hand and making a snap, he muttered, "Let you talk about important things." Wang Xifeng was stunned again.
"If you are pregnant, I won't hit you."
Brother Rong snorted, then stretched out his hand to grab Wang Xifeng. They were beaten from left to right, and Wang Xifeng and Xue Baochai were able to deal with it. He said: "Let's see if you two continue to cause trouble."
Ying'er in the room had seen that scene before, and her face was bleeding, and she was even more confused and didn't know what to do.
"Stop filming." Xue Baochai lay there and quickly protected her back, saying, "I won't make trouble with her."
Only then did Jia Rong stop. Looking at Wang Xifeng's expression again, she accepted the other hand. He snorted and said, "Why are you preparing wine and food all of a sudden? What tricks are you using?"
Wang Xifeng was not as shy as Baochai. Even when her vitals were attacked, she remained calm and said, "What tricks can we girls use?"
