Jun Jiuling

Thank you, thank you, a thousand words can't say, thank you, thank you, go cry for a while, I didn't expect so many people to read my book and vote for me.

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This lantern workshop was bought by the Fang family, but it was just a workshop, not a shop.

Unlike other merchants, the Fang family will expand their business after they get rich and involve many businesses. They always only operate ticket numbers, and buy some land at most.

This workshop is similar to a field, that is, it is only opened when large quantities of lanterns are needed.

Craftsmen are recruited on a temporary basis, and of course those who can be recruited by the Fang family are first-class craftsmen.

But now these first-class craftsmen are a little hesitant about the lanterns that this little girl asked to make.

"Is it difficult to make?" Miss Jun asked.

The high-level executives who accompanied him were a little nervous.

Miss Jun will lose her temper.

Because Miss Jun told Mrs. Fang that she would come to the workshop to make lanterns, and it would not be appropriate for Fang Yuxiu to accompany her in and out of such a place, so Mrs. Fang called the senior management.

Firstly, Miss Jun recognized the senior executive, and secondly, the senior executive reminded Mrs. Fang of something interesting in the capital from Miss Jun.

With such a vigilant high-ranking official watching, Mrs. Fang can rest assured.

In the end, she still didn't trust her, but Miss Jun didn't object in the slightest, and calmly accepted the senior management's guidance. She didn't know if she didn't see what Mrs. Fang meant, or she didn't care.

The lanterns that the ladies at home and the people can make are small lanterns. They basically have all the materials ready, but this Miss Jun insisted on coming to the workshop and even drew a weird blueprint.

From everyone's previous descriptions, we can see that this Miss Jun is a showy person, and she must want to overwhelm others at the Lantern Festival.

Now that the craftsmen are in a dilemma, Miss Jun must be unhappy.

The executive looked carefully at the girl, but saw that her expression was still calm.

"Is it because what I said is not clear enough?" She said softly, "Because I don't know how to make lanterns, I don't know if what I think will work. If there is anything wrong, please tell me, and we will think about it together."

The executive looked back at the craftsmen.

He had already said that Miss Jun was very calm, and she could patiently find the answers she needed.

Miss Jun's softness and orderliness in her speech comforted the craftsmen.

"Miss made it very clear." An older craftsman stood up and said with a blushing face, "Our embarrassment is not that we can't make it, but that it may not look good."

The executive glanced at the blueprint next to him. Although he was not a craftsman and didn't like looking at lanterns very much, he also felt that the lanterns on the blueprint were really not very pretty.

But since Miss Jun drew it with great interest, of course he couldn't say it wasn't good-looking.

No matter how good the little girl is, she will definitely be unhappy when she hears something that is not a compliment. These craftsmen are still too honest.

Miss Jun smiled, looking a little relaxed.

"It's just because of this, it doesn't matter." She said, "It's not for looking good."

These words surprised everyone.

Isn't the lantern just for looking good? What are you doing? Is it for lighting?

This weird Miss Jun.

Now that she said so, the craftsmen no longer had any objections and rushed to work. The senior executive sent Miss Jun home, and when he entered the door, the senior executive took out a scroll and handed it over.

"Last time, Miss Jun asked me what interesting things happened in the capital. Although I don't know much about the interesting things, there is something interesting. Many people who went to the capital recently bought a copy." He said with a smile.

Interesting things in the capital?

Miss Jun reached out to take it and opened the scroll. Liu'er hurried over and couldn't help but gasp.

"What's this?" she asked.

"The mileage map of Chaojing," Miss Jun said.

The executive closed his mouth in surprise, and swallowed back the name he was about to say.

"Miss Jun also knows." He smiled, "I saw someone selling it at the station, so I bought it."

Miss Jun looked down at the picture in her hand.

This is a somewhat rough picture, not to mention the composition of the brush. It shows the distribution of eating, drinking and having fun in the capital, and even marked where there are huts that can solve the three emergencies.

It is a very clear and convenient instruction map for those who come to the capital for the first time.

I don't know which person took it out first, and then everyone got a copy like mushrooms after a spring rain. Later, this map was put in front of the emperor. Rebirth of prying mind is a serious problem.

The government was ordered to carry out a search, and although it was restrained, it still couldn't help it in private.

In fact, this kind of map is completely different from the map, and it does not involve the defense of the capital. At most, it shows the prosperity of the capital, which makes people yearn for it.

She had also seen it back then, but to her, she could go wherever she wanted in the capital, and she didn't need such a map at all.

But she didn't expect that she died before going to many places. If she wants to go again now, it will be so far and so difficult.

Miss Jun reached out and stroked each mark on the picture.

"It turned out to be sold at the station," she said.

It's really a suitable place, no wonder the capital didn't copy it.

"Yeah, the price is not expensive, and I don't know who came up with this. Although it looks inconspicuous, it must be able to make a lot of money." The executive laughed.

I was a little embarrassed after I finished speaking.

Talking about business at every turn, associated with money, is really the kind of businessman that Miss Jun hates the most.

"But more importantly, it must be a very smart person who can see that people have this need and seize the response." He hurriedly added.

Miss Jun nodded and smiled in agreement.

Is it agreeable to make money or is it a smart person? The senior officer couldn't help thinking, and the thought was just a flash and he wouldn't ask.

After the craftsmen started rushing to work without guidance, Ms. Jun stopped going out so much every day. When the lantern was completed on the 12th day of the first lunar month, she went to see it and nodded for the last time. The lantern made by Ms. Jun was covered like the other lanterns. Get up and get ready for the Festival of Lights.

The executive's task was completed, and Miss Jun never asked him a word about the capital, as if she had never asked.

There are only three days until the Lantern Festival, Fang Chengyu looked at the medicine brought in and was silent for a moment.

He has been taking this medicine for three days.

Although he has taken all kinds of strange medicines, the medicine he is taking now is really unpalatable like never before.

Especially when the mother is still in front of her with relief and sighs.

"After taking this medicine, I can go to see the lanterns." She said.

This is the medicine that woman prescribed.

Fang Chengyu smiled inwardly.

First, whether I can go to the Lantern Festival to ask my grandmother and mother for her permission, but now I let myself eat the food she opened without any scruples.

Grandmother and mother have gone crazy to this point because of their illness.

This is really sad and angry.

He picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down, allowing the soup to ignite his whole body like a fire along his throat.

"Look, I have the strength to pick up the bowl and drink the medicine by myself. This medicine really works." Mrs. Fang said happily, "Chengyu, you can accompany your mother to watch the lanterns during the Lantern Festival."

Fang Chengyu didn't want to watch the lantern anymore, and even regretted his original request.

What's so good about a lantern, what can you do if you look at it, and you can't remember anything after you die.