Chapter 660: Letters from home are worth ten thousand gold
No wonder Du Fu said that the beacon fire lasts for three months, and the family letter is worth ten thousand gold. The communication speed in ancient times is really unflattering.
Parents didn’t write anything important in their reply letter. From the letter, Yang Laner learned that after they left, as Su Yongyuan built and sold the house on the wharf outside the city, and the cement factory was officially put into production, the business of the brick factory at home also boomed.
Rich people in the county and surrounding areas, seeing the model houses on the outskirts of the wharf, are in a hurry to build a house. Those who originally planned to build a house immediately took action to build a house. Those who did not plan to build a house also found someone to learn from the model house and build a toilet called a bathroom. Once it is finished, there is nothing to build. Looking at the road between the houses in the suburbs, some people learn to pave the yard with cement.
Su Yongyuan asked the manager of the cement factory to take the opportunity to lobby the people who came to buy cement. Using this cement, he could also build a sun-drying farm, which was clean and convenient and easy to take care of. He didn’t have to clean up the sun-drying farm every year before the summer harvest, pulling the oxen and pulling the stones. The roller rolls back and forth.
The head of many nearby villages, after doing some research, came to the cement factory to order cement, and planned to use the whole village\'s efforts to build a sun-drying field for the whole village.
Even the magistrate Su Yongqing couldn’t sit still anymore. He knew that the emperor of the cement factory was the king, and he didn’t know why he came to order cement to pave the two main roads in the county town into cement roads...
Father Yang made a lot of trivial matters, and finally wrote in the letter: Seeing this momentum, he immediately built two more brick kilns, and the productivity suddenly increased a lot.
Along with a few pieces of letter paper, there is also the general ledger of the brick factory, which records the total income of the brick factory since its establishment on a piece of paper.
What surprised Yang Lan\'er was that she had more than 8,000 taels. How much did Father Yang calculate? Didn\'t you agree to not pay dividends at the beginning? Why did you send it again?
Mr. Yang Zhou just relaxed her heartstrings. Before she finished drinking a cup of tea, she saw her sister-in-law\'s face darken. She put down the cup of tea and asked worriedly, "What did you say in the letter?"
Yang Lan\'er took out a piece of letter paper and raised it helplessly, "At the beginning I agreed that I would not participate in the brick factory, so dad brought the general ledger with me, and the money was directly deposited in the bank."
"Father gave it to you, you just keep it."
Yang Laner "..."
Listening to the sister-in-law\'s indifferent and relaxed tone, Yang Lan\'er took a serious look at her expression, she really didn\'t care.
However, Yang Lan\'er bad-heartedly didn\'t tell her the total amount of money. Otherwise, Yang Zhou wouldn\'t be so calm, right?
Please forgive her for her occasional black belly, and when Yang Zhou knows it, don\'t be jealous!
The two of them sat on the kang chatting for an unknown amount of time, until the two nannies entered the room with the three treasures and four treasures in their arms, and they realized that it was getting late.
Yang Lan\'er left Mrs. Yang and Zhou to have lunch together, "Today we have a good meal, Mrs. Wang personally cooks the mutton soup."
"Oh...then I\'m lucky, I\'ll try it today." Yang Zhou was happy to stay and eat mutton pot.
She usually eats lunch alone in her yard, and she really doesn\'t have much appetite. She is just a peasant woman who doesn\'t pay much attention to food, doesn\'t eat or sleep, and sits on a hot kang surrounded by a hot pot in this snowy day, and it is also a pleasure to eat with someone to accompany her.
Besides, in the winter, you can still eat all kinds of vegetables sent by Zhuangzi.
Ms. Yang Zhou was rinsing the cabbage, and she couldn\'t see Yang Lan\'er\'s expression clearly through the water mist, but she still wanted to ask a question that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, "Lan\'er, I want to ask you a question."
"What question? Ask."
Yesterday I coded a few chapters while the cub was asleep, and when I woke up, I found that I forgot to post it~~ Cover my forehead~~
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