Fang Chen never expected that Ye Fan actually came to ask for soap, so he asked out of curiosity.
"Master Ye, how did you know about this?"
Ye Fan cheered and walked with Fang Chen: "Some time ago, didn't the Queen hold a fundraiser for the food shortage in the south? I donated 20,000 taels. A few days ago, the Queen hosted a banquet for my wife, and at the banquet
My wife was given a piece of soap as a reward, saying it was a treasure you offered me, and after using it once, my wife fell in love with it."
"After my dear daughter found out, she insisted on pestering me to get a piece for her. I'm going to come out to find you. Do you have it?"
Fang Chen laughed when he heard this and said: "So that's it, why don't you have it? Come on, I'll take you to the factory to get it."
The two came to Yanghuafang. Ye Fan almost thought that he had gone to the wrong place. He took a few steps back and looked at the plaque hanging at the entrance of Fangshi. He was extremely surprised.
"Is this Yanghuafang?"
As the minister of Honglu Temple, Ye Fan often travels around the outer city. He has been to several major cities in the imperial capital, including Yanghuafang.
The difference between the Yanghuafang he saw now and the extremely dirty Fangshi in his impression was simply heaven and earth!
Fang Chen was a little proud: "How's it going? Not bad, right?"
"It's more than good!"
Ye Fan looked at the clean and tidy streets in astonishment. All the vendors' stalls were within a white line and did not exceed it, which made these stalls look very neat.
"Master Fang, are these all the fruits of your time?" Ye Fan looked at Fang Chen in shock.
Fang Chen nodded: "This is still the beginning. Come on, the soap factory is inside. I will take you to get it."
As he walked with Fang Chen, Ye Fan became more and more frightened as he saw that the order of Yanghuafang was very different from other cities.
People no longer defecate in the streets. As long as there is garbage on the ground, it will be cleaned quickly.
Are these the changes Fang Chen made after coming to Yanghuafang?
But how long has it been since Fang Chen came here? The change is too obvious!
Ye Fan even saw a man spitting on the ground. Several people rushed out from the surrounding area and arrested the man and fined him.
"Master Fang, who are those people wearing red sleeves? How can they fine people money?" Ye Fan really couldn't suppress his curiosity.
"Oh, they are urban management officials."
Fang Chen said nonchalantly: "It's the city manager of Yanghuafang. If someone does things that harm the appearance of the city, such as littering or spitting, they can enforce the law and impose fines. Even I am no exception."
Ye Fan was confused: "Chengguan? Why have I never heard of this yamen before?"
"Of course, this is what I did. I'll explain to you later, Nuo Soap Factory is here."
Fang Chen said, asking the guard at the door to make way and leading Mark into the soap factory.
Seeing Fang Chen leaving and returning, all the workers stopped what they were doing.
"Master Fang!"
"Don't worry about me, you continue."
As he spoke, Fang Chen walked to the place where the finished soaps were placed, took out five boxes of soaps that had been made before, and looked at Ye Fan: "No, Mr. Ye gave this to you."
Ye Fan opened it and saw a piece of pink soap lying in the small wooden box, which smelled like flowers.
This is a soap made by Fang Chen with added fragrance and plant pigments. It can be said to be a new product.
Ye Fan was confused: "Why is it different from the one my mother-in-law gave to my family?"
"That's just a sample. The soaps you see are the final products I made. The effect is exactly the same as what the Queen gave you."
Fang Chen explained it, and then Ye Fan understood it, and then asked: "How much?"
"It's just a few pieces of soap, how can I still take money from you, Mr. Ye? Why don't you scold me in a different way?" Fang Chen laughed.
Ye Fan sighed: "How embarrassing."
That's what he said, but he didn't mean to pay for it.
The two walked out of the soap factory, and Ye Fan asked curiously: "Master Fang, did you also create this soap factory?"
"good."
"Is this what you want?"
Fang Chen: "The economy in Yanghuafang is not doing well, so I want to set up a factory to improve it."
Ye Fan is not stupid, he just understood what was going on with such a simple sentence.
No wonder the queen wanted to take this soap as a reward.
Thinking that Ye Fan was shocked, the soap had spread in the inner city, and he knew that there were many wealthy ladies with prominent family backgrounds who wanted to buy this soap.
Fang Chen started a soap factory at this time, and his purpose was naturally self-evident.
After thinking about everything, Ye Fan admired: "Master Fang really shocked me."
"Not many people know about this, Master Ye, please don't tell me." Fang Chen said with a smile.
This Ye Fan belongs to Her Majesty the Empress, so he didn't hide anything.
Ye Fan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this. It seems that Liu Yuanqing will definitely lose in the competition in more than a month."
"Who says it's not?" Fang Chen grinned.
Speaking of Liu Yuanqing, Ye Fan suddenly thought of something, looked at Fang Chen and asked with a smile: "By the way, Mr. Fang, do you know that Liu Yuanqing is going to hold a cultural gathering in Wenxuanfang?"
"I've heard a little bit, what's the matter? He invited you, Mr. Ye?" Fang Chen asked.
Honglu Temple is in charge of etiquette, law, diplomacy and other matters, so it is reasonable for Ye Fan to be invited by Liu Yuanqing.
Ye Fan nodded and said: "Yes, this guy is very thoughtful. He held this literary event specifically to praise His Majesty. Are you interested in joining in the fun?"
Fang Chen was going to decline politely, but suddenly he remembered that Her Majesty the Empress had asked him to disrupt the situation, so he asked, "What are the conditions for participating in this cultural conference?"
"No, the cultural gathering will be held at Yuehua Building, the largest building in Wenxuanfang. Liu Yuanqing has reserved the place. Anyone who goes there can participate."
"It's interesting. When will it start?" Fang Chen asked.
Ye Fan: "Tonight at Xu Shi, the winning prize of the Wenhui is 10,000 taels of silver."
"So many! Who sponsored it?" Fang Chen was a little shocked.
Ten thousand taels is not a small amount.
Ye Fan chuckled: "Will their household department be short of money?"
"That's true. Okay, I'll join in the fun when the time comes." Fang Chen smiled maliciously.
If I can win the first prize and win these ten thousand taels of silver, I really don’t know what kind of wonderful expression Liu Yuanqing will have.
Hearing what Fang Chen said, Ye Fan stopped lingering: "Then see you then?"
"no problem."
Ye Fan took the soap and left. Fang Chen looked at the sky and saw that it was getting closer to Xu. He returned to Bingmasi's residence, randomly found a set of clothes to change into, and went to Wenxuanfang.
As soon as he arrived at Wenxuanfang, Fang Chen sneered in his heart, what kind of gathering place for literati is this? It has the same virtues as the previous Yanghuafang.
When I walked into the workshop, I saw the Wenxuan Pavilion built by Liu Yuanqing, but there was no one there at the moment. They probably all went to Yuehua Tower.