novelden Chapter 111: Little brother, keep eating
Chapter 111: Little brother, keep eating
"It's like this. I bought a gold building, but I don't have any craftsmen to make gold and silver jewelry. So I had to come to the knowledgeable Lord Cao for an introduction." Yang Biao expressed his dilemma. He was in charge of household registration and should know who were the skilled craftsmen in his jurisdiction.
"My little brother, you are really lucky. I happen to have a batch of gold and silversmiths to sell. I will pick some for you." When Judge Cao heard this, he burst into laughter.
"In that case, thank you very much, Lord Cao!" Yang Biao was overjoyed and stood up to bow and thank him.
Judge Cao laughed and pressed his shoulder to make him sit back in his seat. "It's a small matter, little brother. Let me tell you, these gold and silversmiths are not cheap!"
"I wonder how much silver it will take?" Yang Biao unconsciously touched his chest where the silver bills were placed.
"You still owe money to the bank. How about this? I'll give you twenty-five gold and silver craftsmen and a shopkeeper of a gold building for you to pay me twenty thousand taels of silver!" The normal market price of a craftsman starts at at least one thousand taels. Knowing that you don't have any money now, I'll give it to you at such a low price. Are you happy?
These were people Zhang Shixian had bought from various channels. After his property was ransacked, naturally these people had to be sold again by the government.
Pan Cao also wanted to sell all the people as quickly as possible, so he asked the two censors to go back and play with the emperor. While they were here, his colleagues and himself were all in a state of panic, worried that something strange would happen again.
"Oh, okay!" Yang Biao hurriedly took out 20,000 taels of silver from his pocket, held it in both hands and respectfully handed it to Cao Tongpan.
"Well, I'll write you a receipt. Please come to the government office at 9:00 p.m. tomorrow to handle the population transfer procedures!" At this time, he was on duty at the government office and could handle it for him.
Judge Cao didn't even look at the banknotes. He took them all and put them into his sleeve pocket, thinking that this guy wouldn't dare to fool him.
"Little brother, keep eating!" Seeing that he didn't continue to eat, Judge Cao urged him to put the meat into the pot and cook it.
"Oh, okay, Lord Cao, eat too." Yang Biao put the boiled mutton rolls into his bowl.
next day
Yang Biao led 26 people from the government office to the Yuanyang Golden Building, which had been cleaned up yesterday by Qin Xiaoran and his men. "Do what you did before." Everyone was casual, as they didn't know how to make these things, and they didn't know what to ask them to do.
"None of this has changed!" Shen Chuan touched the familiar counter, feeling a mixture of emotions in his heart. Things have changed and everything has changed. His family members were dispersed and sold off by the government. He didn't know where they were sold to or whether they were doing well.
"Shen Chuan, you should continue to be the manager of this Jinlou." Yang Biao was somewhat touched when he saw his sad face. In ancient times, slaves had no human rights, so he should be kept busy, so that he might suffer less pain.
"Yes, sir!" Shen Chuan bowed to him.
"I have never done gold and silver business. From now on, this gold building will rely on you!" Yang Biao bowed to everyone, hoping that everyone can do their job in the future.
"You're welcome!" Everyone knelt down in unison.
"You guys get up," Yang Biao really didn't like the rule of kneeling down at every turn, so he waved his hand, "Let's get to work!"
"Are these gold and silver enough for today's production?" Yang Biao pointed at the gold and silver ingots he had exchanged at the money shop this morning. He wondered how long it would take to make a piece of gold and silver jewelry.
"It should be enough," Shen Chuan looked at the amount of gold and silver. Doesn't this gold building sell jade? He asked, "Master, do we sell jade pendants and jewelry?"
"Yes, I sell them, but I don't know where to buy these jade raw stones." Yang Biao was a little embarrassed. First, he was short of money and had no money to buy them. He used the money from the restaurant's business yesterday to buy these gold and silver. Second, he had never come into contact with these before, and he really didn't know where to buy jade for processing.
"Grandpa, it's okay. There will be a jade and raw stone exhibition in a few days. I will take you to see it then." Jade exhibitions are held twice a year, the first one is held on the 16th day of the first lunar month, and the second one is two days later.
Anyway, it will take some time for Jinlou to make jewelry and sell it, so it is also possible to buy raw jade stones the day after tomorrow and make them.
"Oh, okay, thank you, Manager Shen!" Yang Biao was very grateful. Such unruly slaves were rare in ancient times.
Last night, he drew a lot of jewelry styles that he had seen in modern times, and handed them to Shen Chuan beside him, asking him to give them to the craftsmen for reference.
The backyard of the Jinlou is a workshop for making gold and silver jewelry. When I was in modern times, I was interested in gold, so I searched for knowledge in this area on the Internet and learned about the ancient gold and silver production techniques. I knew that there were dozens of methods, including casting, welding, hammering, filigree, wire drawing, polishing, acupuncture, molding, engraving, hollowing, inlaying, bead blasting, gilding and silver, inlaid gold and silver, gold foil, gold wrapping, and gold and silver flat peeling.
Watching the gold and silver being melted, turned into liquid and poured into the mold, the craftsmen were concentrating on making it. Yang Biao also wanted to learn, so he sat opposite them and watched. He felt that it was not difficult to make, it just required people to calm down.
He was so excited that he put a piece of gold in his hand into the furnace to melt it, then poured the molten gold into a mold, cooled it and poured it out, then drew exquisite patterns on the surface, chiseled grooves in the shape of the patterns, and took pure gold made into thin threads from the side and embedded them into the patterns, and then polished it to make it smooth and bright.
He carefully admired the finished product he had made, thinking that he would give this bracelet to Qin Xiaoran later.
"Master, you really have a talent for this." The master was able to learn the craft so quickly that Shi Lei next to him was extremely envious. He had learned these crafts before, but he had never touched gold or silver in the first five years and had been working as a handyman for his master.
"Well, go ahead." Yang Biao took what he had made, put it in his arms, and ordered after leaving the workshop, "Jiang Sheng, from now on you will take Rossi and four others to be responsible for the safety of the Jinlou." The restaurant left four people to be responsible for the security there.
"Little brother," Yang Biao just walked into his restaurant when he heard the voice of Cao Tongpan calling, so he looked around for the source of the voice.
"Hey, this way!" Seeing that he was still looking around, Judge Cao waved his hands at him anxiously, "Look here!"
"Oh, kid, I'll be up right away!" Yang Biao finally saw Pan Cao in the corridor on the second floor, and told Liu Yue to serve some more mutton rolls and tripe to his table. Last time, he seemed to like these two kinds of food very much.
"Thank you, Lord Cao, for thinking highly of me," Yang Biao hurried up to the second floor to greet him, and whispered in his ear, "I'm treating everyone at the table today!" After that, he filled his bowl with wine again.
"Well," Judge Cao was very satisfied. He was not wrong about the guy. This guy really knew how to behave.
"Come on, everyone, let's toast to this young brother!" Cao Tongpan stood up with a bowl in his hand and suggested. He hadn't drunk for a long time.
"Let's do it together!" Some time ago, everyone's heart was like a hanging sword, but now they can put it down completely. With the joint efforts of all colleagues, Censor Luo and his colleagues finally returned to Beijing with the confiscated gold, silver, jewelry and money, feeling satisfied.
"Yang Biao, please add me to your business!" An official patted him on the shoulder. Yang Biao knew this man. His previous position was the chief clerk, and now he is Wei Huaici, who has been promoted to the Minister of the Central Secretariat.