In the evening.
The officer replied.
Jiang Yan expected to stay at the garrison for two more days, working with General Yu to sort out the household registration and medical records of past wounded soldiers.
Ye Tongpan was stunned when he heard his subordinate's reply, "Why did Jiang Yan suddenly think of such a thankless thing as interfering with wounded soldiers?"
Ning Feng took care of the wounded soldiers and almost brought down the Ning family, but this was a lesson learned from the past.
But the Ning Feng family is a retired veteran. Although the wounded soldiers are useless, the Ning family has been helping the wounded soldiers for twenty years. Even if Ning Feng retires, his prestige in the military camp still exists.
"I'm afraid Jiang Yan was deceived by the Ning family and won't be able to pay for it, okay?" Ye Tongpian smiled sarcastically.
Thinking that Marquis An had mentioned that Su Rui was about to be transferred back to Beijing, he felt that Jiang Yan might be plotting to become the governor of Jiangnan Province, so he suddenly wanted to make some great achievements at this juncture.
However, Jiang Yan's direction was obviously wrong.
Subsidizing the wounded soldiers will only take money out of the treasury, but the court looks at political performance by looking at how much money can be obtained from the treasury and the national treasury.
"The Ning family subsidizes the wounded soldiers themselves. They are reluctant to even buy clothes, but they have no money to honor Jiang Yan and perform meritorious deeds."
Even if the Ning family is willing to pay this amount, there will be no chance after tomorrow.
Ye Tongpan couldn't help but laugh loudly when he thought of Jiang Yan's wonderful expression when he learned that something happened to the Ning family.
"We can look forward to tomorrow!"
"We can look forward to tomorrow!"
…
early morning.
Before dawn.
Ning Wuyan heard the rapid footsteps outside, and they all walked to the gate and stopped.
The visitor didn't knock on the door, but the pressure made him unable to sleep well.
Simply get up and personally move the perfumes that were counted last night to the lobby, and wait for the workers to get up and start distributing the perfumes according to the predetermined contract.
In addition to two thousand bottles of pre-ordered perfume.
He also exchanged a thousand bottles in stock, one hundred bottles of each fragrance.
Due to the low output of the shop, ten bottles of each of ten scents are distributed to the public every day.
Except for the customers who originally purchased a hundred bottles of perfume and had bookmarks, other customers who came to buy perfume were limited to two bottles per person per day.
Ning Wuyang wrote down the rules and posted them on the wall when he was about to open the door.
Outside the door, in addition to the guests who came to collect the perfume, there were also many students who came early to look at the three large characters of "The Secret Fragrance Goes" in running script.
However, due to the small number of words, the number of students at this time was no longer what it used to be. There were only a dozen students left who were very fond of authentic works.
"Brother Lin, I won't be here tomorrow. I can copy these three words with my eyes closed."
"I've been here for so long, and apart from seeing Mr. Ning busy with his perfume business, I haven't seen him write any new words."
"You only saw that Mr. Ning was busy, but didn't you see the boy wearing a Ye family hat walking around? Mr. Ning was so annoyed by them every day that he couldn't write well."
Zhiqa~~
At this time, the door opened.
Ning Wuyan gestured with the crowd with his right hand, signaling them to move back, and waved the piece of straw paper half a person's height in his left hand.
"Everyone, regarding the rules for selling off-the-shelf perfumes in perfume shops, I have posted them on the wall."
"First of all, let me make it clear that if you stick this thing on the wall, it will be useless if you tear it off and the writing will break. Don't break my house rules when you have nothing to do."
Ning Wuyang reminded everyone in a relaxed tone, making many people laugh.
Under everyone's gaze, he took a bowl of rice paste from Yunfei's hand, pasted the straw paper on the wall, and stuck it firmly.
Although the customers who came to receive the perfume felt that the two bottles of perfume limited to purchase were a bit small, the door in front of them was a bit broken.
But thinking that the words on the new rules were worth a thousand dollars, I was quite proud to stand next to them. They all straightened their backs, lined up and walked in without crowding or making any noise.
Ning Wuchang was very satisfied with this.
He then looked at Lin Xuezi and others behind the crowd, smiled, waved his hands, and said loudly: "If you want to copy, wait until the guests have left."
Most of the young students are reasonable, have a sense of shame, and know how to put themselves in other people's shoes.
During the time when An Xiang was gone, the shop was not harmed, and they had done a great job.
Therefore, he deliberately made the words larger so that they could see the details clearly and make it easier to copy.
Dissemination will be more efficient.
"Mr. Ning, you finally came up with a new word. We've waited so long that all the flowers have faded."
"Mr. Ning, with us helping you keep an eye on your authentic work, this authentic work will never be lost!"
"Not only can the authentic work not be lost, but those scoundrels with sly eyebrows will definitely not be allowed to get close to your authentic work!"
Students are all people of great promise.
Ning Wuyan asked the nurse who was guarding the lobby to prepare more herbal tea when the weather was getting hot, in order to prevent too many students from copying today from suffering from heatstroke.
It depends on the orderliness of the guests.
Less than two hours after opening, there were only fifty bottles of perfume left. Three customers had not yet come to claim the perfume. What was left was a large batch of perfume that needed to be delivered to your door.
As for the order date, Ning Wuhao chose three days later.
If everything goes well at Hanshan Temple, the number of pre-orders can be increased.
Due to purchase restrictions, only sixty or seventy bottles of perfume were sold in an hour.
Whenever a maid or servant in a house takes out a bookmark, it will arouse the envy and admiration of other guests.
At the same time, I regret that I didn’t catch the first batch of pre-orders at the right time.
The value of that piece of paper bookmark, in just half a day, changed from a piece of thin paper to more valuable than the largest silver note of 10,000 taels.
When all the guests were gone, Ning Wuyang saw Ning Weiguo standing outside the door, waiting with a long knife in his hand: "Wuyang, for these twenty bottles in Liujiazhuang, Lao Tong and I will add two more to the nursing home, specially for them. He sent it over."
Ning Wuyang felt that the second uncle's posture did not look like he was going to deliver goods, but rather like he was going to fight.
But he didn't refuse either.
After all, the second uncle had worked in the government office and acted in a measured manner.
"I'm going to deliver the other items first. I'll wait for the carriage in the north of the city to deliver them in the afternoon. I just want to go to the mountainous area of Hanshan Temple and we can go with them for a while."
In ancient times, horses were all BMWs. A medium-sized horse cost more than a hundred taels. Plus the cost of rearing, not only was it beyond the reach of ordinary families, even the Ning Mansion only raised two horses.
Nowadays, he has to travel to deliver goods. For convenience, Ning Wuhuang specially bought two carriages and four horses to pull the carriages.
In fact, he wanted to buy a horse and ride it himself, but the horse at this time didn't even have stirrups, so he decided to practice it first.
We bought a carriage and had a quick lunch.
Shen Youchu sent a letter saying that Ji Jin was not feeling well and had caught a cold from the rain a few days ago, so he would not go to Hanshan Temple with him for the time being.
Ning Wuyan saw that Ji's maidservant who came to deliver the message was unfazed and hurriedly wanted to go back. He asked with concern: "Is Miss Ji's illness serious?"
"If Master Ning is really serious, why don't you go and meet my young lady in person?" the maid retorted, gave him a resentful look, took out her bookmark, bought ten bottles of perfume, and left.
Ning Wuyang watched the maid get into the carriage suspiciously, feeling that someone was staring at him resentfully from far away.
Uh...it seems like Miss Ji's illness is because of him.
He pinched his brows, looked at his second uncle and the one-eyed boy waiting in front of the door, and decided to wait until he returned from Hanshan Temple before visiting Miss Ji.
Shen Youchu didn't have a companion, so it was inevitable that there would be less fun on the road.
There was silence all the way until the fork in the road leading to Liujiazhuang and Hanshan Temple, when the sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly sounded from behind.
