The next morning, Tang Ji walked out of the door with two dark circles under his eyes. Last night was the first time he stayed up late in this world. He felt very bad. He planned to catch up on some sleep while fishing in Buhang today.
Walking all the way to the alley, seeing that the door of Cheng Tie's house was open, he stepped across the threshold and shouted: "Brother Cheng Tie!"
"Hey, here we come!" Cheng Tie, who had just washed his face, ran out holding a towel. After seeing the person clearly, he smiled and said, "Brother Tang, what do you want from me so early in the morning?"
Tang Ji didn't have any ink, so he said straight to the point: "That's it. I heard from Ranran that Brother Cheng, you are a blacksmith and I want you to help me build something."
Cheng Tie led him to the stone table in the courtyard and raised his hand to signal him to sit down: "Hahaha, brother Tang, just say hello if you need something. We are all neighbors, so why don't you invite me? What do you want to do?"
Tang Ji took out several pieces of light rice paper from his sleeves and placed them on the table one after another: "This is called a barbecue grill. It may be a little troublesome to make, but I have prepared the detailed production process and complete drawings for you.
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Hearing this, Cheng Tie picked up the drawing and looked at it. He touched his chin and asked, "Brother Tang, what is this thing for?"
"You'll know when it's done. I'll invite Brother Cheng to have a drink with me for two drinks." Tang Ji stood up and cupped his hands slightly.
Of course this is to prepare a big meal for that little girl Jiu'er. The barbecue you make at home is so fragrant, isn't it better than the shabby dishes from Lin Xianglou?
"Hahaha, easy to say." Cheng Tie smiled and returned the greeting. Seeing that Tang Ji was about to leave, he sent him outside the gate.
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Half an hour later, Xicheng Jianghai cloth was carried out.
Tang Ji yawned and walked to the counter, planning to lie down for a while.
But when Yao Jin saw his arrival, he hurriedly greeted him and said: "Master Tang, Dongcheng Clothing Company sent a batch of worthless goods this morning."
Tang Ji nodded feebly. It seemed that the old man Qi Zheng had eaten it and was not going to spit it out. He stopped continuing the topic and asked, "How is the layoff thing going?"
Yao Jin replied: "I found three old laymen, and they promised to organize girls from Hong Kong to tailor clothes for us."
Tang Ji opened his eyes and ordered: "There is no limit on manpower, the more the better. Let's start closing the cloth shop tomorrow and let the guys sort out the rooms upstairs and the small building behind. We must ensure that we can provide small
Hundreds of people are doing the tailoring work!”
Yao Jin was stunned. Once the cloth shop closed, it would be a clothing store next time, or there would be no chance to reopen. But now, he could only follow Tang Ji's gamble and slowly raised his hand,
He saluted and said, "Yes!"
"By the way, how much does it cost to lay someone off per day?" Tang Ji asked specifically yesterday to find out. If he is a senior tailor, the per-day fee may cost a hundred yuan, but if he is just a part-time housewife, it may only cost a dozen yuan.
The gap is still quite large.
Yao Jin continued to reply: "Ordinary layoffs only cost ten cents a day, and those with qualifications can start from thirty cents."
Tang Ji made a simple calculation and found that the price was not too expensive when included in the cost. He raised his hand and waved, signaling the other party to leave.
Yao Jin didn't stop, turned around and left, but after taking two steps, he remembered something again, turned around and added: "Mr. Tang, there is no money in the store, the workers' regular money..."
"I know, I'll go to the Chamber of Commerce to make arrangements in the afternoon!" Tang Ji didn't have much money himself, and it was impossible for him to use his own money to cover the expenses of the cloth bank.
In this way, he lay down all morning in the cloth walk. After lunch, he took a carriage to the Jianghai Chamber of Commerce.
Tang Ji looked around the outside of the building but did not find the four deacons, so he carefully slipped up the stairs to the second floor, blocked it with a wooden railing on the right hand side, and stopped outside the room with only one window.
It is the accounting office of the Chamber of Commerce.
The ordinary accountant sitting among them recognized him at a glance and asked, "Mr. Tang, is there something wrong?"
Tang Ji stood up with his head held high, straightened his clothes, coughed lightly, and replied: "Bring me a thousand taels of silver."
"What's the matter?" When the accountant heard that he wanted to take money, he immediately opened the account book and prepared to register.
Tang Ji thought for a while and replied: "It is necessary for the affairs of Xicheng Buhang."
Mr. Accountant naturally knew that Tang Ji was now managing Xicheng Clothing Store. After some consideration, he kept a good record of the accounts and ordered the clerk behind him to get the money. After all, he did not dare to offend the famous person in front of the shopkeeper.
Tang Ji smiled calmly when he saw that everything was going well.
Soon, the waiter came out from the side door carrying a plate of silver covered with red cloth: "Mr. Tang, there are a thousand taels of silver in total. Please check."
Tang Ji opened the red cloth, and twenty fifty-tael silver ingots shone brightly, making him swallow his saliva and said with a smile, "Thank you!"
But before he could put the money into his pocket, a rough old hand separated the boy from him.
"Mr. Tang, what do you mean?" Qi Zheng asked in a deep voice.
Tang Ji caressed his forehead. Is this old man a dog? He could sniff it out in such a short time. He cursed secretly for bad luck, squeezed out a smile, and replied: "There is no money in the cloth store. I'll come over and borrow some first. Wait."
Pay it back after you make money!”
"Huh, who doesn't know if Xicheng Cloth Shop can make money if it doesn't come back today? Where can it make money? Why would a store with no future come to the Chamber of Commerce to transfer money?" Zhu Linyuan followed and added.
Tang Ji glanced at the two of them and said in a low voice: "So, the two deacons are unwilling to lend me the money?"
Qi Zheng shook his head and replied: "The cloth bank is left to you. You can do whatever you want, but you can't use the money from the Chamber of Commerce to fill this bottomless pit!"
Tang Ji showed anger on his face and started to curse, but he suppressed it mid-sentence: "You old...naughty old man, stop making trouble!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and patted Qi Zheng's shoulder.
Just when Qi Zheng and Zhu Linyuan didn't understand what the other party was playing, they suddenly found Tang Jizheng rubbing a bronze sign on his chest, and their eyes suddenly widened.
The shopkeeper actually gave him the chief order!
The principal is above the deacon, and in the chamber of commerce, he only needs to take orders from the shopkeeper. Although there are two positions, there is only one person who actually holds the position. The position is extremely noble and cannot be provoked by them.
The two looked at each other, sighed one after another, and took a small step back.
Looking at the performance of the two of them, Tang Ji treasured this brand even more. He exhaled and wiped it, put it in his arms again, stepped forward to collect the money, and walked towards the stairs with a smile.
Qi Zheng saw him passing in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Boy, if you dare to mess around, I won't let you off lightly when the shopkeeper comes back!"
Tang Ji was not a timid person. He stopped and replied in a low voice: "Deacon Qi, please don't worry. I'm not like some people who committed robberies and took some tatters as compensation. Don't worry. Tang will lend me a thousand taels today."
, I will definitely pay you back in full in the future."
Under the eyes of everyone, he walked towards the stairs with steps, not forgetting to raise his hand to say goodbye.
After a while, Tang Ji disappeared, and only singing could be heard from downstairs.
"Today is a good day..."
Zhu Linyuan showed an angry look and said to Qi Zheng: "What do you mean by the shopkeeper? This guy has already taken the position of the first accountant. Now he wants to compete with you for the position of chief? According to your seniority, you are the chief, Lao Qi."
The best candidate for the position!”
"Deacon Zhu must be careful. The shopkeeper has his own plans and it is not our turn to discuss them. Send someone to keep an eye on the boy to prevent him from getting involved again!" Qi Zheng waved his sleeves and turned to leave.
Seeing how forbearing he was, Zhu Linlin shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I know!"