Naturally, Jia Qiang didn't know that there was another commotion in Rongqing Hall for half the night.

Of course, if you know, you won't care.

After all, in his opinion, the crying was just the playfulness of children...

Early the next morning, before dawn, Jia Qiang returned to her residence in Wutiao Hutong, East of Qingta Temple.

At this time, Liu Laoshi, Aunt Chun'er and his wife were already busy. However, for them, it is better to be busy with some things. Otherwise, people who have been busy for most of their lives will be sick soon after they are free...

Without much chatter, Jia Qiang talked about the new house: "It's not far from Caishikou. Just go south along Xidan Street, exit Xuanwumen, and then walk a while. The key is, it's safer there.

.”

Aunt Chun laughed when she heard this and said: "You can just go and walk half way to the Imperial City. It's not that far away? Besides, there are still mostly ordinary people here at Qingta Temple. I can get some popularity by going out for a walk."

, when we get to the base of the Imperial City, we have to hold our buttocks when we fart, otherwise I’m afraid I’ll knock down some princes!”

Liu Laoshi frowned and said: "You can do it!" Then he said to Jia Qiang: "Qiang'er, we don't have to move anymore. It's a good place here, and the Jinsha Gang is taking care of it. There's no danger. Even if someone wants to come in and steal the house.

Son, he is also thinking blindly. I don’t even know which of the fodder, ash and powder in this house are useful. They stole it for nothing."

Jia Qiang reluctantly advised: "I'm worried that the thieves will come together and kidnap you. What should I do?"

Liu Laoshi smiled and said: "Tieniu came back in the evening and left just now."

Jia Qiang said curiously: "I heard Li Jing's intention and will find someone to train him properly. Why did he come back at night?"

Liu said honestly: "He couldn't worry about his family and children, so he took leave and came back. His master also agreed. Qiang'er, you don't have to worry about us, just rest assured. The house here is also spacious, and you don't have to worry about money.

Your sister's body has also been treated with medicine, and it has achieved great results. Everything is fine, and that's enough. We are not rich enough to afford the royal family's land. If we really want to go, we might as well feel comfortable here."

Hearing this, Jia Qiang sighed softly and said, "In that case, let's wait until later."

Returning to the back house, it was almost as chaotic as the front yard.

In the middle, there is a wind stove, which is as high as the waist. There are two large pots in front and behind, both used for cooking cloth.

There are four or five large vats on the west side of the stove, which are called dye vats. The walls of the vats are colorful. There is also a wooden board placed on each vat, which is called a vat board. Take the cloth out of the dye vat and put it on the vat board to drain the water.

.Bury a smooth wooden stake behind the tank, put the cloth or wire after water control on the wooden stake, and use a short wooden stick to insert and twist to remove the water.

There are also cloth rolling stones, cloth rolling reels, cloth drying racks, twist boards, vat sticks, vat bowls, etc.

They are all the most primitive dyeing methods among the majors that Jia Qiang studied in her previous life.

Of course, he had never used these operations in his previous life. He only understood how the working people in ancient times weaved and dyed. Because he had to take the exam, he remembered it so clearly.

Nowadays, it takes a little bit of practice to figure out the recipe.

Fortunately, he treated these things as raw materials for making secret barbecue ingredients and had people buy them.

After more than half a month of experimentation, I finally succeeded in testing all the dozen or so methods for dyeing cloth that I learned in my previous life.

Not much else, the key is to control the water temperature.

Different colors have different sensitivity to water temperature. In this era without thermometers, it takes skills and means to prepare to control the temperature, and this is the real secret recipe.

Even if all the secrets in this house are stolen, as long as you don't know the temperature, the dyed fabric will still be useless.

After standing in the courtyard feeling a little complacent, Jia Qiang went into the house, calmed down and read for an hour and a half, then selected a blue piece of cloth from the eight pieces in the east chamber, and then cut out a piece of about six or seven feet.

Okay, then I went out.

…

On the west side of Zhengyangmen, in the middle street of Dali Temple.

A three-story high building stands on the street. There is a plaque on the wide gate tower, which reads "Heng Seng Bu Xing".

As one of the eight largest cloth shops in Shenjing City, Hang Seng Hao's branches are not only open all over Shenjing City, but also all over South and North Zhili.

Hang Seng stores can be found in every beautiful place in the world.

The owner of the Hang Seng, the Shandong Wang family, is naturally a world-famous businessman.

The gate tower on the street in Dali Temple is now the main address of Hengsheng Buhang.

Jia Qiang, Tietou and Zhuzhu, reined in their horses in front of the gate tower.

Looking up at the tall gate tower, Jia Qiang breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. As the saying goes, the shop is a big bully, but she doesn't know if this Hengsheng number has any discernment.

"Hey! Three guests, please come inside."

Several waiters had already come forward, and after Jia Qiang and the others fell off their horses, they approached to greet them.

Or ask someone to tie the horse, or invite guests in.

However, the waiter who led the way explained while inviting people: "I don't know what the guest wants. This is the main address of our Hengsheng Clothing Store. We usually only accept transactions of more than fifty horses. If the guest wants less,

It doesn’t matter, less than two miles to the south, there is a branch on Yanshou Temple Street. Even if the customer only wants three feet of narrow cloth, I will satisfy the customer."

Jia Qiang glanced sideways at the young man in his twenties, saw that his face was calm, and nodded secretly.

For any business to reach this point, it seems to make sense.

He chuckled softly and said: "What I want to do is a big business, and I hope to meet the owner of your account, or a shopkeeper who can take charge."

The waiter who led the way took a look at Jia Qiang's moon-white shirt, but couldn't tell the difference. He then quietly looked at the person, but also found it difficult to figure out the reality.

It just looks like it has some strength...

The waiter smiled apologetically and said, "I don't know if the owner is here, but the shopkeeper is here. Guests, please come in!"

…

"Sir, I wonder if there is any big deal you want to discuss with me?"

The old man with white beard and hair, his old eyes showing shrewdness, looked at Jia Qiang calmly and asked with a smile.

Jia Qiang didn't say much. She opened the package from Tietou, then took out a piece of dark blue cloth and placed it on the table.

When the old shopkeeper saw this, his eyes fell on the cloth on the table. He stepped forward to pick it up and unfolded it gently. The expression on his face became more and more solemn.

After a long while, he looked at Jia Qiang again, with a lot more scrutiny in his eyes, and asked: "Sir, I wonder which dyeing shop you are from?"

Jia Qiang smiled and shook her head and said: "The shopkeeper is just a scholar. I am only somewhat interested in the weaving and dyeing industry. I secretly studied some ancient recipes and got the color of the cloth in the shopkeeper's hand."

The old shopkeeper glanced at Jia Qiang, then lowered his head at the cloth in his hand. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "I don't know where you stole the top-secret recipe from our Hengsheng Cloth Shop. If you tell me today,

If I don’t come up with a reason, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out of the Hengsheng!”

After saying that, he clapped his hands and instantly seven or eight waiters came from nearby and blocked the way.

Jia Qiang: "..."

He thought that this son of a bitch’s feudal society was too harmonious...
Chapter completed!