Seeing him wheezing, Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Master Luo hasn't had lunch yet. Go in and have something to eat. Don't be in a hurry."
Luo Bilian waved his hand and said: "Thank you Sir, no need. I'm just as fat as me. Let alone not eating for one meal, even if I don't eat for three days, it's nothing."
He is simply more anxious than Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao smiled and said: "Okay, originally we wanted to take a stroll first. Now that Director Luo is back, let Director Luo take us to take a closer look."
Several people walked out while talking. Luo Bi introduced: "Sir, our Zhuangzi is in a worse position than the other two."
"Thirty percent of the area in Zhuangzi is saline-alkali land and cannot be cultivated."
"Even if you can farm in other places, the harvests are much worse."
Hearing what Luo Bi said, Wang Mengyu was suddenly surprised and said: "I didn't expect that there is something so bad in Huangzhuang."
Not to mention the Imperial Mansion, it is impossible for the Zhuangzi of all the major families to be so bad.
Zhao Hao also felt very surprised.
Luo Bi explained: "This Zhuangzi was not originally an imperial village. It was originally owned by a captain named Qian. However, this man committed a serious crime more than ten years ago. He was executed and his family property was confiscated. This Zhuangzi was also among them. "
"It was supposed to be for sale at the time, but because the store was so bad that it couldn't be sold, so we simply took it with internal funds."
Zhao Hao nodded: "So that's what happened."
Luo Bi hurriedly said: "However, although this village is not suitable for farming, it is extremely suitable for the Lord to open a workshop."
He didn't understand how to make paper, let alone what the requirements were for selecting a site, so he told me first.
Several people came to a large depression. Zhao Hao squatted on the ground and grabbed a handful of soil and looked at it.
The color is whitish and the soil is very dry. It is indeed a typical saline-alkali land.
This kind of land cannot be cultivated at all.
I looked around and found that it was quite spacious and there was no obstruction.
Zhao Hao nodded: "Yes, this place is good, very suitable!"
Hearing what Zhao Hao said, Luo Bi was immediately overjoyed.
"Sir, so the matter of the workshop can be settled?"
"Well, that's okay."
Zhao Hao said: "But Director Luo, you have to tell the tenants who come to the workshop to keep it secret, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious!"
He didn't want the news about the papermaking workshop to spread in advance.
Otherwise, I'm afraid it will cause a scene similar to that of Qianjiu, and be targeted by those unwilling aristocratic families.
This time, he was going to do it in secret.
Don’t sell paper!
At least initially, paper won't be sold.
He wants to print all the paper he creates into books.
Then sell the book.
There are very few books for sale on the market now. Generally, those who want to read books rent them and copy them by themselves after renting them back.
Of course, some wealthy families would pay for specialized scribes.
Including their Zhao family, the books in their father Zhao Wenxiang's study were all copied by someone special.
And it costs a lot of money.
As for buying a set of finished books, the price is even more expensive.
Usually, even the ones that are not too neat and of low quality are dozens of pieces larger.
As for good quality, hundreds of pieces are normal.
If he suddenly launched a large number of high-quality finished books on the market one day, the scene would not be too beautiful.
Those aristocratic families would probably be frightened to death.
Hearing this, Luo Bi repeatedly promised: "Sir, please rest assured, I will definitely explain this aspect."
Although he didn't know why Zhao Hao wanted to keep it secret, he didn't ask.
Instead, he agreed directly.
Zhao Hao nodded.
Turning to look at Lao Zhong.
Come up with a list.
"These are the things needed to build a workshop, many of which need to be customized by craftsmen."
"It's all clearly recorded above."
"You go back and make arrangements according to this."
"The sooner the better!"
Lao Zhong reached out and took it.
"Don't worry, young master, I will go back to the Imperial Capital to buy these things right now!"
Watching Lao Zhong leave, Wang Mengyu couldn't help but ask: "Brother Hao, what are we going to do next?"
Zhao Hao said: "Don't worry, when the tenants come over tomorrow, you two will be busy."
After confirming the address, several people walked back, and Luo Bi arranged a relatively spacious room for the three of them.
It's definitely not comparable to home, but it's pretty good.
Zhao Hao began to tell them the detailed plan of the entire papermaking workshop.
What to do at each step.
By what standards?
From tools, to raw materials, to production processes.
However, he did not elaborate on the production process, but only briefly introduced it.
Even if he said this kind of thing, these three people wouldn't understand it.
He couldn't write the brewing and distilling methods to Princess Yongning like the dry wine workshop, and then he could just let it go.
This is where he needs to keep an eye on.
However, after his explanation, the three of them had a preliminary concept in their heads and knew what to do.
Early the next morning, all the tenant farmers gathered by Luo Bi came over.
However, it was not a thousand people, but three to five thousand people.
There are many elderly people, half-grown children, and many women among them.
Zhao Hao and others came out of the room and were stunned for a moment.
Where have they seen this battle before?
Fortunately for Zhao Hao, he had experienced the Spring Festival in his previous life.
Wang Mengyu and Zheng Zhiqian's eyes almost didn't pop out.
Wang Mengyu said: "Chief Luo, what's going on?"
Luo Bi didn't expect that this would happen.
He quickly raised his hands to Zhao Haogong: "Sir, let me go and ask what's going on!"
Zhao Hao nodded, and Luo Bi quickly walked towards the crowd gathered at the door.
Seeing Luo Bi, everyone saluted him respectfully.
Luo Bi waved her hands quickly, and then walked quickly towards an old man with white hair and beard, and a stooped figure at the front of the crowd.
"Mr. Jiao, yesterday I said I needed a thousand laborers, why did so many come all at once?"
Luo Bi was a little unhappy.
In this Zhuangzi, he is equivalent to the county magistrate. No matter how big the issue is, he can decide it with his words.
He is God.
There are six or seven villages in the entire Zhuangzi, and each village has a chief.
All matters, big and small, are passed on to the tenants through the guardian.
The old man, known as Mr. Jiao, said helplessly: "Master in charge, yesterday you told us that we were going to set up a workshop in the village, and you also said that we would give the employees eighty cents a day. Everyone spread the news at once. opened!"
"Early this morning, I went to pick people, and all these people were coming. I couldn't stop them no matter what!"
After the old man finished speaking, many half-grown children and women immediately knelt down to Luo Bi.
One of the women begged: "Master in charge, please don't blame the security chief. We came here ourselves!"
"We just came here to ask if we can find some work if we set up a workshop on the farm!"
"We don't need any money, just provide one meal!"
After the woman finished speaking, everyone began to beg.
"Master in charge, have mercy on us. We don't want wages, we just want a meal!"
"Master, have mercy on us!"
"..."
Suddenly, countless people kowtowed and begged to Luo Bi. The scene was really moving.
