Dreaming Back to Chang'an City 157 Something happened to Xiaoluo

Style: Historical Author: Muchen YuanzhiWords: 2337Update Time: 24/01/12 16:53:54
So Tang Ping suddenly became busy from just a salted fish.

In the morning, I will teach all kinds of new knowledge in the new school, and in the afternoon, I will go to the workshop area.

During this period, he returned to modern times once, and Gou Shaoqun lived up to expectations and helped him get a Jenny textile machine. After having the prototype, this textile machine without too many technical problems was quickly copied by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry of the Tang Dynasty. out.

Wang Qingluan finally invested 70,000 yuan and won more than half of the workshop joint ventures in the entire Chang'an Workshop District.

Most of them are daily necessities, such as the oil-paper umbrellas mentioned earlier, as well as some textile workshops and so on.

Perhaps the most special thing is a glass workshop.

Tang Ping found a lot of glass processing techniques from the Internet, but it is not that easy to reproduce these techniques in this era.

Therefore, this glass workshop is still focused on experiments and strives to produce finished glass products as soon as possible.

Therefore, no one was willing to invest in this money-burning industry for a while, and it was finally given to Wang Qingluan.

In Wang Qingluan's words, I invested so much money in Chang'an Workshop that I couldn't lose money. It was all her dowry savings, so I often took Tang Ping with me to the workshop area in the afternoon, between the various workshops. Wander around.

Once he has any new ideas or improvements for the workshop, he should put them forward immediately.

Wang Qingluan is not stupid. Tang Ping's brain is definitely different from that of everyone in this era. She believes that as long as Tang Ping plans well, these workshops will definitely not be able to lose money in the future.

It has to be said that as a member of the East Vietnamese royal family, she is quite sensitive about making money.

The two of them stayed in the glass workshop for a long time this afternoon. Tang Ping had never seen the glass making process, but only found some videos on the Internet.

And due to his 2G network, sometimes the videos he chooses to download before going to bed at night have not been downloaded by the next morning.

If I had known better, I should have downloaded these videos when I returned to modern times.

Fortunately, after using it for several days, he had figured out the basic firing process, and now all that was left was firing.

"What is this?" Tang Ping asked as he took the pieces of paper Wang Qingluan handed him.

"Share documents, brothers and sisters, I have invested a lot of money in this glass workshop, so the Tang government is willing to let me hold 70% of the shares. But without you, this glass workshop will not exist at all, so I will use my shares to I’ll give you 19%.”

Tang Ping really didn't expect that in this era, Wang Qingluan actually knew the importance of 51% shares.

But that's not the point. The point is: "You mean...brother?"

Tang Ping looked dumbly at Wang Qingluan's arm on his shoulder.

Wang Qingluan only realized something was wrong at this time and snorted: "Anyway, if you put it away, it won't be regarded as your work in vain in the future. Don't let me lose money."

After saying that, I went to the back to get it.

Tang Ping shook his head in confusion. Recently, he wondered if it was his misunderstanding. Why did he always feel that Wang Qingluan was becoming more and more masculine?

Especially the subconscious action just now, he almost mistook the flowery woman opposite him for a man.

In fact, this is really no wonder for Tang Ping. You must know that when Wang Qingluan put on women's clothes when he was in Dongyue, he was naturally careful everywhere and there was no clue.

It was the same after I came to Chang'an and stayed in Tang Ping's small courtyard, with a bit of caution.

But as time goes by, many habits cannot be hidden after all.

After all, she has been King Zheng of Dongyue for more than ten years. During these more than ten years, she has developed the habit of pretending to be a man in front of others. Once she relaxes, she will naturally show it.

After Wang Qingluan turned around from behind, it seemed as if nothing had happened, as if what Tang Ping felt just now was really an illusion.

She became that frail woman Wang Qingluan again.

"Okay, let's go back. Although this batch of glass was not fired successfully, the craftsmen said they knew where the problem was."

"Okay!" Looking at the sky, it was indeed getting late.

The two of them got on Wang Qingluan's carriage. It had to be said that, apart from being inferior to Fang Xuanling's carriage in appearance, it was really luxurious inside.

It's probably like the Mercedes-Benz and BMW that Fang Xuanling and the others drive, and Wang Qingluan's is a Phaeton. You can't tell from the outside, but when you go in, even the cushions you sit on are top-notch Western wool cushions.

Originally, Tang Ping thought that he would buy a carriage in Datang once he made money. After all, his pickup truck could not be driven everywhere.

As a result, after riding Wang Qingluan's carriage several times, I gave up.

With such a luxury car, what kind of bicycle do you need?

The driver was Pei Min. He promised to protect Tang Ping. He basically stayed with Tang Ping after he left Shanghe Village. It turned out that he was also sitting in the car with the two of them.

But after sitting there once or twice, he no longer wanted to stay inside, and directly drove Wang Qingluan's groom away.

The groom, who was also Wang Qingluan's bodyguard, was reluctant at first, but after being knocked dizzy by old man Pei Min with a branch, he stopped mentioning it.

When I arrived at the door of the convenience store, I happened to meet Li Yuanji riding over on horseback.

"Tang Ping, where are you going?"

"Hello General Li, let's go take a look at the workshop area!"

Li Yuanji also invested in two small workshops there. The two of them met in the workshop area last time.

"Yes, you see, I went to Luoyang this time and brought back a gift specifically for you." As he said that, he took off a frame from his horse: "It's still alive. Mengyang Yellow River carp, I asked Xiaoluo to cook it tonight. I’ll drink two cups at your place.”

In fact, he just felt that the braised carp cooked by Xiao Luo was the most delicious, and he was afraid that the cook in his palace would spoil the fish, so he found an excuse to come over and eat.

Tang Ping had long been used to it, so he didn't say anything. He just asked curiously: "Can carp be eaten?"

"Why can't you eat it? The best carp from the Yellow River is in Mengyang. It tastes delicious without any muddy smell."

"Uh..." Tang Ping said doubtfully, "But I heard that because His Majesty's surname is Li, the Tang Dynasty did not allow carp to be eaten?"

"Ah?" Li Yuanji looked shocked: "Which coward told you? It's also the second fish I brought back today... His Majesty doesn't know that he has to sit at the table and eats more than anyone else."

Okay, I guess this is just a rumor.

Tang Ping opened the door to the courtyard, only to find that there was no one at home.

Then Lu Yi just came back.

"Luyi, where is Xiaoluo?"

"Xiao Luo? She took the money and said she was going to Chang'an to buy things, hasn't she come back yet?"

Tang Ping nodded. Xiaoluo was just a little girl. Maybe she saw something rare in Chang'an, so she might have been delayed.

"How about General Li get this fish for me?"

"Look at the shape of my mouth...Brother Wu En - get out!"

It turned out that Li Yuanji didn't know that one time he came over with some good beef, and Tang Ping also asked him to cook it, but in the end, Xiaopang didn't eat anything he cooked.

Tang Ping shrugged. Xiao Luo was the only one in the family who was good at cooking, so just wait. There were plenty of snacks in the store, so he wouldn't be hungry.

But it was wrong to wait, because Xiaoluo hadn't come back until it got dark.

Tang Ping's face was as dark as the sky outside.