In addition to some things mentioned by Su Xin and Muramasa, the letter also contains the results of the handling of Xiao County Magistrate Zheng Daiyi and County Lieutenant Xia Guangping. Due to their wrong handling and response in the last disaster relief and handling of the riots of the victims, the letter
, were all dismissed from their posts, and Qian Tong was only fined three years' salary as punishment.
Zhang San also wrote a letter to the three of them. He did not talk about government affairs, but talked about his current situation like old friends, and invited a few people to come to Zhangjiacun for a drink when they returned to Chang'an.
Organize the letters and take them with the caravan when they go to Xuzhou.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and Zhang San likes to sleep in more and more. When he wakes up, it is already three o'clock in the morning. It may have rained yesterday, but the air is very fresh today. Zhang San takes a deep breath and feels refreshed.
The younger sister and Su Xin went to Xuande Temple, and Zhang San asked someone to purchase some supplies for the winter and gave them to Master Miaoying.
"Zhang Fu, let's go to Sanwei Bookstore, and you can drive." Zhang San is not going to ride a horse anymore, so it would be better to take a carriage to keep warm.
There are relatively few people in Sanwei Bookstore today, mainly because some students who originally read here now go to the library. There are classified books there for students to choose their favorite books. There are people who specialize in management, and there are also free books.
Tea is available for students to drink.
Although Zhang San did not hang out among the students in Chang'an Shilin, Zhang San's name as County Uncle Zhang was very resounding among Chang'an Shilin. Especially those students from poor families admired Zhang San and were grateful to Zhang San.
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"Difficulty on the Road" and "Butterfly Loves Flowers" are even talked about. There are even rumors that Zhang San wrote six poems in Pingkangfang that day in just one cup of tea. The reason why he is so famous
He mentioned someone else's name, it's just that Mr. Zhang was too low-key.
Zhang San walked into the bookstore with his legs raised. Shopkeeper Sun was directing people to sort out the books and guide the guests. When he saw Zhang San coming in, he hurriedly greeted him and said: "Hello, Sir..."
"Shopkeeper Sun, let's go to the backyard. We don't have anything to do today. We just want to take away the account books and check them. It's the twelfth lunar month soon, and the accounts need to be settled in advance so that I can give you your year-end bonus."
"Sir, the account books are all ready. I am preparing to send them to the county uncle's house in the next two days."
"I haven't been to Chang'an for a long time, so I took it back with me on the way. How is the bookshop doing lately? Are there any problems at the library?" Zhang San asked.
"Everything is normal in the bookstore and library. By the way, on my way to the bookstore this morning, I saw a Fuyun Candy shop opened not far ahead. They also sell milk candies, fruit candies and the like. Sir Sir, your new
Is it open?"
Hearing what shopkeeper Sun said, Zhang San suddenly felt bad. He had not heard of a distributor in this area. It seemed that the formula had been leaked.
But it's normal. During the last public opinion incident, many migrant workers in Zhangjiacun resigned and ran away, and some went to the Cui family's workshop. It was probably leaked from that time.
"No, I'll go there and have a look. Is it right in front of me?" Zhang San replied.
"Yes, sir, it's not far ahead. I saw that the candies sold there are almost the same as those sold by you, sir. I thought it was yours."
"Perhaps someone is imitating it. I'll take the account book away first. You stay here to look after the store. I'll go to the front to take a look." After Zhang San finished speaking, he took Zhang Fu and walked forward in the direction pointed by Shopkeeper Sun.
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"Sir, is it possible that some bastard stole our formula out of jealousy?" Zhang Fu said angrily after learning about it.
Now the most profitable thing in the entire commune is the sugar mill. It would be bad if someone copied this.
"It's something that was expected. Let's go and take a look." Zhang San didn't expect to be able to keep it a secret forever, but he didn't expect that someone would pick the peach before the year came.
When the two of them arrived at the Fuyun Candy Store that Shopkeeper Sun mentioned, they were greeted by an enthusiastic waiter who said, "Does this gentleman want to buy some candies? We have a complete range of varieties, including the most popular fruits these days.
There is sugar available, and the price is cheap. Come and take a look."
"Does this look like a newly opened store? Is the candy authentic or not? I heard that the candy in Zhangjiacun is the best." Zhang San asked tentatively.
"Our store is indeed newly opened in the past two days, but the quality of the sugar is guaranteed to be authentic. What does the sugar from Zhangjiacun mean? We are the business of the Cui family. Have you heard of the Cui family? Our sugar industry is comparable to that of Zhangjiacun
It’s been a lot longer.” The waiter said proudly.
Zhang Fu wanted to get angry when he heard that the waiter dared to kill Zhang Jiacun, but Zhang San stopped him with a look, "Waiter, pack some of these candies for me. I'll try them when I go back. If they're good, I'll come to your place often in the future."
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"Okay, Sir, please sit down for a while, and I will wrap it up for you, to your satisfaction." The waiter said happily after hearing this.
Zhang San held three paper bags, containing maltose, fruit candy and milk candy respectively.
"Have a candy and taste it." After walking out of the store, Zhang San handed the candy to Zhang Fu and said.
"Sir, someone must be trying to go against us. This thing is almost exactly the same as ours." Zhang Fu said angrily.
"It's okay. It's normal business competition. Don't worry too much. Our method of making sugar is not that difficult. Sooner or later, others will learn it."
"Then what should we do? We must go back and find out who the bastard is who leaked our formula."
"Okay, let's go back first and let me sort out our thoughts. Although it won't have much impact on us for the time being, we have to take precautions."
Back in Zhangjiacun, Zhang San asked Zhang Fu to call the village chief and the leaders of each group to a meeting.
"Sir, has our formula been learned by anyone?" Su Xin and her younger sister had already returned, and they asked worriedly when they learned that the sugar factory formula had been leaked.
"Third brother, the taste of this candy is not as good as ours." The younger sister said after eating three flavors of candy.
"It's nothing, don't worry, the taste is almost the same, all the things were given to real people, right?"
"I gave it all to the real person. At first, the real person refused. If I hadn't used my trump card, I wouldn't have given it to the real person." The trump card the little girl mentioned was nothing more than being coquettish and cute. This trick always happens to Zhang San.
All very useful.
"Just accept it. I'll go take a look in a few days to see what else needs to be added to the Taoist temple."
Sun Simiao has always kept a pot to help the world. He rarely charges poor people, or only charges a nominal consultation fee. Sometimes when he encounters special difficulties, he will put some medicinal materials in it.
It turned out that Zhang San's mother was ill, so Sun Simiao often subsidized the medicine. Xue Li of Changshou Hall also owed Zhang San a lot of medicinal materials on credit because of Sun Simiao's face.
Therefore, Sun Simiao's life was actually very tight. Zhang San wanted to give Sun Simiao some money many times, but Sun Simiao always refused to accept it. Seeing that the weather was getting colder, Zhang San settled for the next best thing and bought some winter clothes.