Chapter 8 Silk and Satin Village Recruitment Manager
Since I went out to do things, I also changed into a Yuan'er-like outfit. There was no decoration on my head, my black hair was tied behind my head with white gauze, I wore a beige tube top, a light gray dress, and a beige belt in the middle.
No clothes or gauze.
When I came to ancient times and went to the street for the first time, my eyes were full of joy. Although it was against my personal style, I still couldn't help but buy a bunch of candy canes and put them in my mouth.
The wide street is made of bluestone bricks. On both sides are ancient buildings with peculiar styles, and various signboards are hung outside. The most eye-catching one is the brothel in the center of the street - Zuihonglou. It has a gorgeously decorated door and tall buildings.
Just like that, the beauties leaning against the window and meditating are all fascinating.
Old Liu said that the silk and satin shop is called Qingyi Fang, and the garment factory is called Nishang Fang. They were both named by King Xuan. King Xuan was also quite talented, and his name was very similar to the industry. That’s all, let’s keep these names.
When I came to Qingyi Textile, I met the manager here. At first glance, I didn’t like it. The largest silk and satin shop located in the center of the imperial city should have a lot of money, so how could it have a mediocre income?
After sitting inside for half an hour, I found that the goods were dazzling and there were many customers. The business was very good. I greeted Yuan'er and took a pen and paper. I picked up the pen and carefully wrote the recruitment notice on the red paper. I blew it dry and asked Yuan'er to paste it.
At the door of the silk and satin shop. "Recruitment notice: Qingyi Textile, the largest silk and satin shop in Beijing, is looking for a steward. The requirements are good character, clean family background, able to read, write poems, and do accounting. The monthly salary is 50 taels, including food and accommodation. In addition,
We are recruiting a number of handymen. They are required to be capable, smart and have no bad records. The monthly salary is 10 taels and includes food and accommodation. If you are interested, please go to the second floor of Tsing Yi Fang to see Ms. Gardenia for an interview. "This advertisement is valid for three days. Tsing Yi Fang is Xuanwang's industry.
It’s safe and secure to work here’”
Then I sat on the second floor, waving my fan and drinking tea, waiting for the people who came for the interview. I did not disclose the fact that I was the princess, I just said that I was sent by the prince to take charge.
In the morning, many people were looking at the advertisements at the door, but no one came in. It is estimated that such recruitment was unprecedented in Xie Dynasty. After noon, a young man finally came in, wearing a white robe and a white ribbon on his head.
Weak but clean and delicate in appearance.
"My name is Su Mufeng, and I'm here to take the exam as a steward. Su's family is poor, but she is absolutely innocent. There is an old mother in the family who has read poetry and books but does not like officialdom. Food and clothing are no longer a problem, so what's the use of poetry and books?" Su Mufeng said with a look on his face.
Decadent look.
I asked him to sit down and asked Yuan'er to pour tea. Su Mufeng took a sip carefully and waited for my reply. "Does Mr. Su think that 'everything is inferior, only studying is superior'? I don't think so.
"Three hundred and sixty years, you will be the number one scholar." Since Mr. Su doesn't like officialdom, he will never betray calligraphy and painting. Becoming a manager here is a good way out."
Su Mufeng looked at me in surprise, but couldn't help but show an expression of approval. "What a saying, 'Three hundred and sixty lines, you will be the number one scholar'. The girl's words made Su Sheng study for ten years. If the girl doesn't
I dislike it, but Su is willing to come to Qingyi Textile as a steward and help the girl take good care of this silk and satin factory."
I smiled with satisfaction, thinking that this was the guy. But I still couldn't accept it easily. A noble scholar like Su Mufeng would not take this job seriously if he didn't give him some color. In this case, Qing Yi
Fang Bing is no different from the past. "It's not just Mr. Su's wish. As a steward, I have high requirements. Not only must I know how to communicate with guests and deal with emergencies, but I must also be able to settle accounts and know how to attract business. The monthly salary is fifty.
Two, I'm afraid there is no other family in the capital." I took a sip of tea and said.
"Su, please give me a question based on the girl's assessment." Su Mufeng looked fearless, and he was really confident.
In fact, scholars are good at writing and arithmetic. I didn’t want to test him too much. Originally, I just planned to show him some prestige by asking him a question with the following meaning. “Please sir, write a poem with the theme of Autumn Rain. You can do it casually and don’t have to pay too much attention to it.”
"Yellow leaves and moss return home, where are the scent of pink clothes? The news is so heavy, I miss you so much tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain, half of it is blown away by the wind."
Blurting out without thinking, are the ancients so powerful? Well, although it is a bit too euphemistic, it is not something that ordinary people can do. And I am also a somewhat sad person, but it fits my mood so well.
"Yuan'er, see Mr. Su off. In three days, the young master will come here to officially work." I took a sip of tea and didn't look at him again. He bowed and thanked me, and then followed Yuan'er downstairs.
There was already a queue of people applying for jobs outside. I spent an afternoon recruiting ten smart people to work as handymen, mainly to help customers deliver goods and so on.