Therefore, when they heard that Liu Yuanqing was going to hold a grand literary gathering, all the poor scholars present were very excited.
Liu Yuanqing is the left minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, so how can he be wrong in the people he invites to participate in the cultural gathering?
Then you can’t start at level four!
If you can perform brilliantly at this cultural conference and be favored by these court bosses, will you still worry about being able to achieve success?
With this idea in mind, the scholars were all filled with energy, and they must perform well when the literary meeting begins!
Liu Yuanqing here is busy whitewashing peace, and Fang Chen in Yanghuafang is not idle either.
Looking at the report sent by the urban management team, it shows how satisfied the people are with the improvement of Yanghuafang's environment during this period.
It's very good. Except for a few people who can't change their habit of urinating and urinating everywhere, the praise rating is as high as 90%.
After all, who doesn’t like a clean environment?
In addition, all the local gangsters have been detained and there is no one to collect protection fees and management fees from the merchants on weekdays.
No one teases women in the street anymore, and girls are now bold enough to go out on the street.
Therefore, many people living in Yanghuafang feel that life seems to have become better than before.
This proves that his idea is correct, Fang Chen thought, then the next step is to improve the economic benefits of Yanghuafang.
Thinking about it, Fang Chen left the Bingma Division and came to Yanghuafang. Looking at the vendors on the street, he walked into the shops from time to time.
Someone immediately recognized him and ran up to him to show his courtesy. After all, Fang Chen appeared frequently in Yanghuafang during this period.
Coupled with the sentence he said that day, Yanghuafang will be under my control from today on, many people immediately remembered Fang Chen.
"Master Fang, where are you shopping? Do you want some candied fruits? They just arrived, they are very sweet!"
"No, I'll just take a look, you guys are busy." Fang Chen responded with a smile.
It makes the merchants feel much happier. How can the ordinary official be as amiable as Fang Chen?
After passing seven or eight shops in succession, Fang Chen had no idea in his mind that the shops in Yanghuafang had been operating for so many years.
The market demand has long been clear, and it is not easy to drive economic development.
"It needs fresh things, and it needs to be necessities and consumables that people can use on a daily basis. Only by asking other cities and towns to come here to get the goods can the people make money."
Fang Chen muttered, when someone suddenly patted him behind him. He was startled and turned around quickly. When he saw it was Hong Xiu, he couldn't help but feel helpless.
"You girl scared me."
Hong Xiu asked with a charming smile: "Mr. Fang, what are you doing here?"
"Nothing, just walking around. What are you going to do with all the clothes you have?"
Seeing Hong Xiu carrying a bamboo basket with some clothes in it, Fang Chen subconsciously asked.
Hongxiu said: "Let's do some laundry."
"Do you still have to go out to wash your clothes?" Fang Chen asked.
Hongxiu said: "That's not the case, it's just that I ran out of soap locust at home and didn't have time to prepare them, so I had to go to the laundry room."
"Soapwood?"
Fang Chen vaguely felt that he had caught something, and Hongxiu nodded: "Master Fang, then I won't disturb you."
"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Fang Chen said hurriedly.
He seemed to think of something in his mind, but he failed to grasp it. The key point was the soap locust and the clothes.
Although she was confused as to why Fang Chen followed, Hong Xiu did not refute and took Fang Chen to the laundry area.
It was a shop specializing in laundry. When Fang Chen saw Hong Xiu, he paid twenty cents, took a black thing that looked like a large pea pod from the cabinet and walked inside.
There were many people washing clothes in the back room. Hong Xiu got hot water and started soaking the clothes. She smashed the pea pod-like things before and threw them into the basin, started soaking them and then rubbed them.
Fang Chen watched the whole process very carefully.
As Hong Xiu rubbed it, foam began to form in the basin.
In an instant, Fang Chen had a flash of inspiration and blurted out: "Soap!"
His sudden sound startled Hongxiu, and she raised her head: "Master Fang, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, Hongxiu, get up and I'll try."
Fang Chen squatted down as he spoke, and Hong Xiu quickly said: "This, this, this, how can this be possible!"
"I'll try this soap locust." Fang Chen said as he squeezed open his red sleeves and started rubbing the white lining. He completely didn't notice that the little maid's face turned red and she looked at him strangely.
Why is Mr. Fang like this? Those are women's intimate clothes, and they belong to my sister!
After rubbing it for a few times, Fang Chen looked at the sparse foam in the basin and muttered in his heart.
This soap locust didn't look very useful, so I picked up my clothes and smelled it.
Well, it doesn't produce any special aroma, so it would be great to make soap and sell it.
Just as he was extremely happy with his thoughts, he heard a scream, and when he turned around, Hong Xiu quickly snatched the white skirt from his hand.
He was stunned: "Hongxiu, what are you doing?"
"This! This is my sister's clothes." Hong Xiu hesitated with a blush on her face.
Fang Chen was confused: "Yes, that's right. It's not a treasure. Why do you react like this?"
"Oh, Mr. Fang can't tell you clearly, please leave quickly!" Hong Xiu began to chase people away.
Apart from the cleansing area, Fang Chen still felt a little baffled, but he didn't think much about it and rushed back to the Soldiers and Horses Department with great interest.
He's going to start making soap!
Hongxiu returned to the house after a while, and Ye Xue'e fed the chickens and ducks in the yard.
He glanced at the distraught little maid and asked with a smile: "Hongxiu, what's wrong with you?"
"Ah? Sister!" Hongxiu came back to her senses and looked at Ye Xue'e, wondering whether to tell Ye Xue'e what happened just now in Jingyi Fangchen.
"What's wrong with you? You seem to be in a state of despair. What happened to you?" Ye Xue'e asked.
"No, no, it's just... Oops!"
Hongxiu stamped her feet, but decided not to hide it for Fang Chen: "Sister, I'm telling you..."
Ye Xue'e's face turned red all of a sudden and she looked at the clothes and pants that Hongxiu was drying.
Those are her intimate clothes, which she usually wears as the innermost layer.
"Sister, is Master Fang too perverted?" Hong Xiu asked.
Ye Xue'e blushed and sighed: "Don't talk nonsense."
"But that's the way it is...how can you smell other people's underwear? It belongs to you, sister."
"do not talk."
Ye Xue'e said angrily: "Master Fang must have his reasons, please stop thinking so wildly."
"oh……"
Still a little confused, Hong Xiu scratched her little head and left. Ye Xue'e looked at the white skirt dangling on the rope, and a picture couldn't help but appear in her mind.
Fang Chen, who had a look of vulgarity on his face, took her underwear and sniffed it greedily.
Just thinking about it, the woman felt uncomfortable all over, and ran into the house not knowing whether it was anger or something else.