I dressed as a witch doll

Within a few days, Shang Kui received a letter from Jingzhong.

He exchanged the small stones and gave him a stack of bank notes, "You should be familiar with the next thing, I will leave it to you, and I will leave it to you to build the second silk weaving workshop." I'm in charge, I'm going to Yinchuan."

Xiao Shitou smiled and nodded, took it, and went out without asking any questions.

After exiting the centralized office yard, there is a larger courtyard outside, but the original landscape and bird trees have been removed, and the ground is very empty, but it is convenient for walking.

The people who came and went in the aisle were in a hurry, and it was obvious that they were extremely busy.

Although Wen Chi has provided sufficient funds for personnel expenses, Shang Kui is very clear about Wen Chi's reasons for doing so.

So he tried to spend the money on as many people as possible, filling the silk weaving workshop with a very complicated staffing.

But in order to keep these people with sufficient action ability and sense of responsibility, so as to cultivate talents for future expansion, Shang Kui is not willing to cultivate their habit of lazy work.

Therefore, except for some people who are mainly responsible for production, many other people have been assigned by him to various logistical support matters, and even the work of liaising with government agencies and other businesses.

These may not necessarily produce economic benefits now, but they can pave the way for future practice.

So everyone in the workshop is very busy.

On the other hand, Shu Jiwei was almost bored.

Since the first Yetingsi Le silk weaving workshop was put into operation, his work has basically been completed.

Knowing that he was done with his work, his cronies and friends happily held many banquets, not only to celebrate that he was finally completely rejected, but also to welcome him to join their ranks of singles again.

After all, Shu Jiwei's excuse for being busy at the silk weaving workshop at the beginning was to pursue the little stone—although this excuse was not made by himself.

Shu Jiwei looked at the carnival of his friends with an inexplicable expression, while holding the girl in his arms, he drank the wine in sips, but he didn't expect that he hadn't drank like this for a long time, and he would get drunk after a while.

So he drank like this for one day and two days, and spent more than a month in the flower building without changing the place, and he was almost useless.

Now Zhao Youshu and the others felt a little surprised again.

"Brother Shu isn't overly sad, is he drinking to drown his sorrow?" Li Jingen looked at Shu Jiwei who was drunk again, and asked Zhao Youshu cautiously.

Zhao Youshu shook his head with an unbelievable expression on his face, "No way? Isn't a single leaf not touching his body? How long has it been? Although it's been rumored outside, I think Brother Shi's body should be covered by him. Right? I thought he just let it go when he got tired of it?"

Li Jingen blinked, "Huh? Brother Shu already succeeded?"

Zhao Youshu rolled his eyes, "Otherwise, why is he so busy? I don't believe that little brother Shi can hang on to him so dryly for two months. You really think Brother Shu Is it the kind of infatuation whose eyes are enough?"

Li Jingen heard the words, but showed a disappointed expression, "Oh, that's it—"

Zhao Youshu couldn't stand it and complained, "What are you missing? You won't fall in love with Brother Shi too, right?"

Li Jingen was shocked, "No, no—"

Zhao Youshu couldn't help scolding his mother.

At this moment, Zhao Youshu's servant knocked on the door, poked his head in and said, "Master, Mr. Shi is here!"

"What?" Li Jingen was taken aback, and quickly looked at Shu Jiwei who was lying on the bed with one arm around a half-naked flower girl, and then hurriedly looked at Zhao Youshu, with a face full of bewilderment.

Zhao Youshu couldn't help complaining again, "What are you at a loss for?"

But even after saying that, he still hurried forward and pulled the flower girl off the bed, and patted Shu Jiwei's face, "Hurry up, wake up! Your sweetheart, Mr. Shi, is here!"

Shu Jiwei was so drunk that he had a splitting headache. He didn't know what night it was, but suddenly he heard a clear and soft voice coming into his ears, "Brother Shu, what's wrong with you?"

Shu Jiwei opened his eyes in a jerk, and saw a well-dressed young man standing in front of him, with a clean face and natural innocence, looking at him suspiciously.

Shu Jiwei hurriedly straightened up and sat up on the bed, and then glanced at the flower girl who was standing in the corner blinking and looking at him innocently, her clothes hadn't been approved yet.

Shu Jiwei didn't know why his heart was pounding in panic all of a sudden, and he stammered: "No, it's nothing, I am drunk, I don't know anything, I didn't do anything—"

As he spoke, he came to his senses immediately, and pointed at Zhao Youshu and the others, "It's the person they called. I only drank, and I didn't do anything else!"

Zhao Youshu was splashed with dirty water, and he was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Shizi glanced back and forth at several people, and when his gaze came into contact with the flower girl, he politely turned away, not wanting to cause embarrassment to the other party.

Then he turned his body sideways, and said with a smile: "So that's how it is. After drinking so much, Brother Shu, is he feeling better now? Is there any discomfort?"

Shu Jiwei quickly shook his head, "No, I'm fine, I, I don't have any discomfort, I feel very good now, and my body is very good!"

Hearing this, Little Stone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He didn't expect Shu Jiwei to look like this when he was drunk, he was completely out of his usual human spirit, and he couldn't see any defense against him anymore.

Much cuter than usual.

So Xiao Shitou smiled and called people to bring hangover soup, and asked people to buy some stomach-warming food to come earlier, and after coaxing Shu Jiwei to eat it, he smiled and said:

"Brother Shu, I received a letter from my family saying that we will build another workshop. Most of the previous things were taken care of by you, but I don't know anything about it. It's not just whether Brother Shu can—"

Before he finished speaking, Shu Jiwei didn't swallow the last mouthful of porridge, so he quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, I can!"

Seeing this little stone, he couldn't help showing a sweet smile, and Shu Jiwei looked at the sweet little dimple on the other's face, and immediately grinned silly.

"Grass." Zhao Youshu, who had been forced into a mouthful of dog food, scolded Gou Niang in his heart, then turned his head and ran away with Li Jingen who was in despair.

--

After Wen Chi finalized the matter of Yinchuan, Shang Kui rushed to Yinchuan immediately.

Emperor Qian Cheng's people had already been waiting there, so the two collaborated, and the news spread quickly.

This administrative order gives the ship a three-month adaptation period, after which it will be formally implemented.

As for those ships who got the news halfway, they either had to choose to go to other ports to land, or they had to sell some of the goods on board in neighboring countries before purchasing grain or cotton and flax and then transporting them to Yinchuan.

This made the number of ships coming to Yinchuan port drop a lot after three months.

Master Zhu, the head of the Shipping Department of Yinchuan City, is very worried. He is very worried that this year's tax revenue will be compared with other major ports, and his political achievements will be very ugly.

Seeing Mr. Zhu standing in the small courtyard of the Shibo Department’s Hong Kong office, looking out and worrying about the empty port, Shang Kui comforted him with a smile: “Mr. Zhu, you don’t need to worry. Those rare items, that is, the silk fabrics with a direct drop of [-] Wen, are enough for those who come to the boat to flock to them."

Especially after half a year ago, all the ports of Fengchao raised 50% import tax on those rare and exotic products such as spices and jewelry. Many overseas businessmen complained about this, saying that a single trip to Fengchao would lose money.

Now that there is silk with a price cut of nearly 20%, maybe they can make more money.

Master Zhu sighed: "Master Shang, you don't know. There are many businessmen, big and small, who come to us, but you have to know that no matter where food is scarce, who can load 1/3 of those big ships?" How about sending us the grain or cotton? If they can’t get this much grain, won’t our Yinchuan route be cut off?”

Shang Kui laughed when he heard the words, "Ever since we have an export tax here, Mr. Zhu, you have also said that the number of export ships is much less than in previous years. Could it be that those ships really don't go to sea?"

Master Zhu was startled.

But Shang Kui continued: "There is always a businessman who has the ability to earn money that others can't."

As he said that, he wanted to look out the window, but suddenly saw many black spots on the sea level in the distance, and when he looked carefully, it was just a mass of black ships with countless sails standing upright——

--

Ever since Emperor Qiancheng left voluntarily that day, he hasn't come to Fenglin Palace for a long time.

Wen Chi thought about it, and felt that it should be his performance that night, and the other party saw some clues.

He thought about this matter for a long time, and finally decided to take this opportunity to clarify the matter with him.

It was his fault that he used the other party to avenge Xiao Ai before. At that time, he was dazzled by hatred, so he made such a decision.

Emperor Gan Cheng is right, he always cares about others, but always puts Emperor Qian Cheng on the opposite side to use him, never thought that the other party is also a person, and he is also a person who treats him with sincerity.

After thinking about this point clearly, Wen Chi couldn't stay any longer in his current capacity.

And this day Qian Chengdi came over excitedly to look for him, "The 10 pieces of cloth have already been picked up and sent directly to the port of Yinchuan, and the ship has already set sail."

Wen Chi blinked at Wen Yan, and asked curiously, "Where is this ship going, Your Majesty?"

Qian Chengdi smiled mysteriously, "You will know when they come back!"

Wen Chi laughed, "Your Majesty is not sure about this matter, is it?"

Emperor Gan Cheng laughed, "It's still Ah Chi who understands me!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Wen Chi's face faded.