Thirty-Four: Liu Clan Studies (1)

The maid didn't dare to speak now, she had served Madam Die for many years, and she still hadn't figured out the madam's temper.

Say she likes Mr. Erlang, but secretly she likes to trip people up, and she is not cold or hot when she sees people... After all, she is the only son left by the first wife, and she became the master's concubine Mrs. Butterfly as a stalker. , it is normal to see Mr. Erlang not pleasing to the eye.

But if Mrs. Die hates Mr. Erlang, the maid doesn't feel like it.

The most obvious point is that Madam Die left several workshops with amazing profits all these years!

In recent years, the income of several workshops has been getting higher and higher, even several times higher than the income of the property under the name of Liufu, but Madam Die has no intention of taking it for herself... It seems that she is sincere Take care of the property for Mr. Erlang, and return to Zhao in the future.

Besides, when she received the news yesterday that Mr. Erlang was kidnapped by thieves, Mrs. Die suddenly passed out in a hurry.

To be honest, she really couldn't understand the situation in this little Liu Mansion.

Madam Die's personal maid couldn't understand the deep water of Liu's Mansion, and Jiang Pengji was also a little dizzy at the moment.

In order to learn more about this era, she planned to squat in the study and read all the books in it. According to her memory ability, it would not take much time at all. Except for a small number of paper-bound books, most of them are heavy and cumbersome bamboo slips.

However, before she could read much, Taxue, the maid serving by her side, said that this month's order had been delivered.

"Example?"

Jiang Pengji searched Liu Lanting's memory, and vaguely knew that this thing was like pocket money.

However, when she saw the pile of things in the hall of her room, she realized that she seemed to have misunderstood.

The order is not simply a box of silver or a few hanging copper coins, but daily and school supplies, including several sets of the Four Treasures of the Study, more than a dozen pieces of cloth for tailoring new clothes, a few pieces of processed soft fur, and more than a dozen boxes of incense sticks. Powder, a few stacks of flower notes... and five-knife bamboo paper piled up in one place... In this era when paper was more expensive than gold, Liu Lanting had five-knife bamboo paper for a month?

Thinking of this, Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes and said in surprise, "This month's paper looks a bit more special than last month's."

Taxue didn't doubt it, instead, with an expression of "Mr. Erlang has good eyesight", he secretly squeezed the considerable money bag in his sleeve.

"According to the owner of the workshop, the craftsmen have made several experiments and adjustments, and the toughness of the bamboo paper is better than before, and the texture is smoother to the touch."

Jiang Pengji went over to touch it, and it was indeed better than the paper used in those booklets on the bookshelf.

However, this is not the focus of her concern.

Although the papermaking technology of this era exists, it is not mature, and the quality of the paper produced is not good, and it is not widely used, so good paper can still be expensive, like this paper suitable for splashing ink painting, it is even more expensive and rare up.

She found a piece of detail in Liu Lanting's memory. In other families, even for the most important children in the family, it is extremely extravagant to have half a knife a month, and the half knife paper is probably of poor quality, more People still use bamboo slips to write.

Like Liu Lanting, the monthly supply exceeds the standard, and the batch with the best quality is carefully selected...unless...

Jiang Pengji thought about it, and said, "It's not easy for the workshop to make paper, so I sent five knives of paper to the mansion every month, which is still a little too much."

Taxue didn't know that she was probing, so he said naturally, "The paper-making workshop was originally left to Mr. Erlang by my wife, let alone five dollars a month. As long as Mr. Erlang needs it, even if he doesn't sell paper outside, there will be no shortage of it. Jun, there is no reason for you to save them."

Papermaking workshop... Sure enough... the veins on Jiang Pengji's forehead twitched secretly.

Taxue secretly glanced at Jiang Pengji, seeing that the expression on her face was still relaxed and happy, he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The thing about Langjun making people kill the servants,

Most of the servants in the Liu Mansion already knew that they had a little disdain for this gentleman who usually had no sense of presence and had a relatively soft personality, but after seeing the ruthlessness of the other party, they all became obedient.

The owner of the workshop even sent the current month's case two days in advance, and also gave her the benefit of stepping on the snow, and asked her to say a few words in secret.

The paper-making workshop is a fat job, and the owner of the workshop doesn't want to lose this piece of meat pie innocently.

The scale of the paper-making workshop is neither large nor small, and the monthly output of paper is also limited. Those gentry consume countless papers every year. It's too late, no matter how high the price is, it won't be sold.

If you want to grab the annual share, bribe the shop owner to get more points, this is a drama that will be staged almost every year.

"It seems that the Fangzhu has given you a lot of benefits. It's rare that you are willing to speak for others."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Pengji's gaze fell on Taxue's right hand hidden under her sleeve. The other person's face was pale, and she smiled and comforted, "Daughter's family life is not easy...don't be too afraid. The master will give you good things. As long as it is not too much, you can keep it." , my maid is entitled to preferential treatment."

The system secretly complained, if she really wants her not to be afraid, don't speak so bluntly.

Jiang Pengji got the clue she wanted, rubbed her forehead secretly, and became even more sure that there was something abnormal about the identity of Liu Lanting's mother.

[Eternal Sky]: 2333, why do I have the feeling that besides the anchor, there are other time-traveling women?

[Multiflower Blooms]: Hey, really? Maybe when the time comes, the anchor can go to a historic meeting to recognize relatives

[User 3216]: Upstairs is too naive, people's hearts are separated from each other, and they recognize their relatives and their relatives, so the anchor is careful to be stabbed.

[User Rey11]: How do I feel that there is really a second time-traveling girl, and it would be considered kind if the anchor doesn’t take the initiative to stab her to death#按鼻

[Smuggling into Africa]: I agree with x-on:user Rey11, the anchor's fighting power is max

While thinking, while looking at the barrage for inspiration, the voice of the maid stepping on the snow came to my ears.

"Mr. Erlang, will you go to ethnology tomorrow?" Taxue helped her pack up those documents and put them in different boxes by category. "Mr. Wei sent someone over yesterday to ask for leave, saying that the wind and cold hadn't completely healed, and he needed to rest for three months." Five days, so as not to pass on the sickness to the gentleman."

The teacher who taught Liu Lanting fell ill and asked for three days off in a row. Unexpectedly, he is still not well.

"Ethnology?"

Jiang Pengji frowned and thought about it, that place is similar to the place where children go to school,

But in his memory, Liu Lanting didn't like going there very much, and most of the time he specially invited teachers to teach at home.

She originally wanted to refuse, but there were many viewers on the screen who wanted to take a closer look at the request of the ancient family school.

So, Jiang Pengji swallowed her refusal, and said instead, "I'll go tomorrow. I haven't gone to ethnology for a long time, and I don't know what's going on now. Taxue, remember to ask the housekeeper to prepare another small profit for Mr. Let him rest in peace."

Ethnology, to put it more generally, is a private school funded and established by the clan, and teachers are invited to give lectures to the children of the clan.

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