As we walked along, there seemed to be more bald heads on the street, but many of them had already grown hair, which was still much shorter than Zheng Xiong's hair that he often trimmed. After all, winter was coming soon, and it would be a bit cold to have a bald head anymore.
Chang Mao, a second generation man, had copied out the Young China Story from Pharmacy School at some point. Every now and then along the way, he would see a bald man speaking excerpts from the Young China Story.
"The wisdom of young people will make the country wise, the richness of young people will make the country rich, and the strength of young people will make the country strong."
A group of second-generation teenagers, with shiny foreheads, discussed the rise and fall of the country. Who is not a teenager yet? As the successor of the country, this "Young China Talk" is deeply loved by the second generation.
The second generation is either left to eat and wait to die, or it is the first group of people to come into contact with education in ancient times. If it is well educated, it will also have rare talents.
Looking back at modern history, you will find that many celebrities are from the second generation, because ordinary people cannot receive the baptism of knowledge at all.
Their unique conditions are destined to have a high starting point, and their vision is not a little bit worse than ordinary people.
Zheng Xiong felt strange when he saw a bald man on the street who could occasionally utter a few lines of Zheng Xiong's poems.
Back at the pharmacy, Zheng Xiong called Wu You.
"Prepare 5,500 guan of money for the governor and send it over. Remember to make a good account and ask the governor to seal it."
"To mention it, the governor has sent someone to inquire. The deputy chief, Mr. Yang, has made arrangements and sent someone to deliver it."
"How did he manage the money without my signature?"
"Because the clerk sent by Fu Yin said that Fu Yin has made an agreement with Ti Ling. Seeing that you are not here, Deputy Yang Ti Ling will arrange to send you there in advance and wait for you to come back before signing. The lower official cannot be the boss of the upper official. Fuyin, one of us is the deputy leader, so we have no choice but to agree. What is on your desk is the bill, waiting for your signature."
Glancing at the table, a signature form came into view. I picked up the signature form and looked at it.
Wu Youshi stood by, not daring to show off his anger. There were parents everywhere, and it would be wrong to listen to anyone.
Procedural justice is not an empty talk. It may seem like a small matter to bypass Zheng Xiong to withdraw money, but when something goes wrong, it will be a big deal. I don't know what Yang Yitian's psychology was, so he gave the money to Fu Yin in such a hurry.
The blank seal case is still echoing in my ears. I just used a blank document prepared in advance. I don’t know how many people died for the sake of convenience. This sign is not a good thing now.
Yang Yitian is also ignorant and fearless.
The management of the pharmacy is still a little loose. In the past, I was the boss, and I had to nod and sign everything. Now that there are more people, I don’t know what to do next, which is not a good sign.
"In the future, the withdrawal of money from the pharmacy must be signed by me first. Anyone who wants to bypass me and withdraw money cannot do it, no matter who, including the deputy. Forget it this time, next time something like this happens, then Don’t blame me for being merciless.”
Financial power still cannot be relaxed, and Zheng Xiong's words can't help but be a bit harsh.
"Thank you for your kindness. This kind of thing will never happen in the future, I promise."
Since his official position was small, he could only accept his anger, but Wu You didn't feel anything was wrong.
"Go and call Deputy Yang, I will talk to him."
After listening to Zheng Xiong's instructions, Wu You breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the door, and quickly ran to school to call Yang Yitian.
"Ti Ling, I don't know what I have to do with you."
"Isn't it boring for you in the pharmacy? I thought about it for a while. Our pharmacy needs a representative to report on the situation of the pharmacy every morning. You happen to be very free, so you will go to the morning morning on behalf of the pharmacy. Is there any problem."
"Excuse me, I've been very busy with teaching recently and I'm a bit overwhelmed. Could you please ask someone else to come in?"
"The people in the pharmacy are very busy, so you don't have to worry about school matters. The grades of others are still a bit low, and there is no B-grade. Your grade of fifth grade can still make our pharmacy look high-class."
"But the governor has already reported it, so there is no need to go to the morning court."
"It's okay, I will tell Fu Yin. These are all small matters. That's it. I'll ask you to work harder, Deputy Chief."
Zheng Xiong said firmly, but he couldn't defeat Zheng Xiong, so Yang Yitian had no choice but to obey his orders. After all, Huimin Pharmacy was upgraded to a sixth-grade yamen, and it really needed a talker in the morning court. Zheng Xiong couldn't go to court, so he had to do it himself.
"Also, the expenditures of the pharmacy must be signed by the official before they can be withdrawn. Don't make any arbitrary decisions."
In the end, Zheng Xiong still hit the deputy chief Yang Yitian. The procedure must be fair.
"The person sent by the governor knew the official, and seeing how anxious he was, he said it was something that had already been agreed upon, and the leader was not there. As the deputy leader, the official had to overstep his authority and withdraw the money in advance."
"I don't mean to blame you. What I'm afraid of is that if something goes wrong, it's me or you."
As Yang Yitian was a serious civil servant, Zheng Xiong couldn't go too far, so he still had to give him some face.
We can only find something for him to do first, so that he will not mess around and cause trouble to himself.
After sending Yang Yiyi away, Zheng Xiong finished handling the matters that required signatures and seals, then went to school to continue his teaching career.
The days were uneventful. Yang Yitian, who had gone to morning service every day, did not come to school to teach much anymore. He hid in his office all day long and dealt with the affairs of the pharmacy. The only thing left to do was to close his eyes and rest. After all, going to morning service was a physical exercise. live.
"It's on my forehead."
"It's on my forehead."
Zheng Xiong was teaching when a doctor came to the door and came to deliver a message. He stopped teaching and Zheng Xiong went to the door.
"Tian Lian, the glass factory has sent word that there is progress in the glass, and asked Tilang to come over."
"Okay, I understand, I'll go later."
After talking to the doctor, Zheng Xiong turned back to the student.
"The next step is self-study time. If the principal has something to do, you can study on your own."
He trotted to the glass factory, familiar with the road, met Han Qi face to face, and went straight in to find Wang Zheng.
"What progress has been made in glass? Does it mean that the glass produced now meets my requirements?"
Wang Zheng led Zheng Xiong to a piece of glass and pointed at the glass in front of him.
"Please take a look at the withdrawal. Now you can clearly see the scene elsewhere through the glass. There are no flaws. It should have met the requirements for withdrawal."
Zheng Xiong picked up a piece of glass, went outside, and looked into the distance through the glass. It was similar to ordinary glass in later generations. He could see the distance clearly and saw no flaws.
He nodded. It took him so long to finally make glass. It was unexpected and reasonable. Even if he knew how to make it, he couldn't do it overnight.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work. Can we continue to produce products with quality like this in the future?"
"Okay, I've opened a few furnaces, and they're all similar to this, so I dared to send a message to the pharmacy. There should be no problem."
"How about the lenses I asked you to grind using crystals? Are they polished now?"
"They have all been polished. According to the meaning of the collar, if two pairs are matched, you can see far away. How far exactly is it? The smaller one has not been measured, so we can't use it here."
"In addition, the microscope mentioned by Ti Ling has also been polished. The originally empty place, when viewed from the lens, looks like a strange place. There is something crawling, which should be able to meet Ti Ling's requirements. Two Two matched microscopes can also magnify very small objects, as if they were suddenly multiplied countless times."
The good news came one after another, which made Zheng Xiong overjoyed. Telescopes were of little use in the pharmacy, but microscopes were indispensable. With the help of microscopes, the concepts of viruses and bacteria could be clearly displayed in front of everyone.
"Take me to have a look. If you do well, I will be rewarded heavily."
"Withdraw, please."
Following Wang Zheng, I saw the microscopes and telescopes made in the glass factory.
The bamboo telescope was very simple, and it was single-cylinder. Zheng Xiong picked up the telescope and imitated the look on TV, closed one eye and looked into the distance. The scene in the distance seemed to be suddenly pulled closer. Zheng Xiong Xiong nodded.
"You try putting two telescopes together. If you can see with two eyes, it will be clearer."
The monocular is not as three-dimensional as the binoculars, Zheng Xiong reminded me.
"Try the little one later."
He picked up the microscope again and observed the small bugs. The bugs were caught by Wang Zheng. Through the lens, the tiny bugs were visible.
The hand-rubbed piece was put aside. Zheng Xiong picked it up, dripped some water on it, and observed it quietly.
This one is more reliable. Through the small lens, you can see the bacteria and microorganisms swimming inside.
"Very good. I am very satisfied. I will give each employee of the glass factory a reward later. How long have you been working on these things? How long does it take to grind such a lens?"
Hearing Zheng Xiong's reward, Wang Zheng and several glass factory employees were all smiles. Although they couldn't go out, there was no problem in purchasing some supplies.
"Thank you for accepting the reward. It will take about half a month to grind such a lens, and it will take about a month to grind this small microscope."
"You can grind it first. You can grind it with glass. Don't you have many relatives? You can call them to grind this kind of lens. Every time you grind a finished product, it will be calculated as one hundred cents. For small ones, it will be calculated as three cents. A hundred dollars counts."
"There is still glass that can be officially produced. It is enough to grind the lens. The excess material is pressed into blocks with molds, or pressed into the shape of a cup, and stored in the glass factory. Glass bottles can be blown a little less, and any shape will do. I put a few out for sale every day, as things are rare and valuable, this time I want to sell one hundred guan each, so don’t blow too many."
Wang Zheng's scalp was numb, and he didn't know if he could sell it, but if he had money to get these ground lenses, it would improve his life.
"Take it, little one understands."
After the trip to the glass factory, Zheng Xiong was in a good mood, and the frequency of throwing chalk ends when teaching reading was also much reduced.
Every day Zheng Xiong would jog to the glass factory to check on the progress of the lenses, as well as the sales and bills of glass bottles.
The sales of glass bottles are okay, and they have the foundation of a specialty store. Several glass bottles every day are very popular, and the price of 100 guan still cannot resist the enthusiasm of everyone.
He could get hundreds of guan every day easily, and with the pharmacy's income, even if he gave Zheng Yiyan 5,500 guan, there would still be tens of thousands of guan piled up in the pharmacy's warehouse. Zheng Xiong fell into another trap. Amidst the worries of spending money.
The money from the glass factory was still used for buying and selling. The purchased shops were put under the name of the pharmacy and then rented out. In a few months, dozens of shops were opened.
(End of chapter)
