Chapter 1333

The name of the old village head is sun.

His name is sun Dequan.

In his early years, he had been eating in Chang'an city. He had inadvertently been to Kong Yingda's house to do work.

Because of his upright nature and inadvertently bumped into Kong Yingda at that time, Kong Yingda finally felt pity and asked him to bring his own letter to Chang'an government, which gave him the position of governor of tonghuifang at this time.

It is equivalent to the head of a small village.

Although I don't care much.

That is to run errands for the government and coordinate some trivial matters of the whole square city.

After all, some trivial things can't go to the county government?

Then why don't you tire the county magistrate to death?

A month's pay is not much, only 30 Wen, but it can be regarded as a profitable business in Chang'an city at this time.

The point is, nothing.

There is no tax yet.

For this, the old village head has always been very grateful to Kong Yingda. Although the old village head will let his son go to the Confucius house every new year's festival, but

I've never been seen before.

This is the place that the old village head has been worried about.

But today, the old village head didn't notice him at first. He just mistakenly thought that the old man was the father of a student and wanted to go to the mountain to see his son.,

He sees such things every day.

At this time, tonghuifang was inherited by his son.

However, this city is almost his speech hall, and it can be regarded as the housekeeper of the whole white deer Academy.

He has to take care of everything. After all, in his opinion, this is the industry of Fengzi, which rascal. If someone didn't deal with it, Zhang Feng's character would have been finished long ago.

Seeing the old benefactor again at this time, the old village head was not surprised.

He quickly looked up and down at Kong Yingda and said, "Kong Gong, what do you mean..."

What can Kong Yingda say?

I hesitated for a long time and didn't say why. Seeing this, the old village head turned to: "Qian boy, take these white papers and hand them to Fengzi! I met a benefactor here. I'll go up the mountain later!"

Qian Wanli didn't notice Kong Yingda either. He just thought he was just an old farmer who wanted to make a living here. He hugged his fist and hurried up the mountain.

After all, he was carrying a hundred kilograms of white paper.

Pressure.

After a few people were supported, the old village head said enthusiastically: "Kong Gong, it's rare for you to come here. Earlier, the little old man always wanted to come to thank grandpa for his kindness, but his humble status has been making progress..."

Kong Yingda also seems to see the dawn of going up the mountain.

He smiled with emotion and said, "it's just the servants at home. Some dogs are bullies. When I return to the house, I will control it well!"

The old village head waved his hand when he heard the speech.

"How dare you? I won't bother Kong Gong for such a small matter. After all, there are national laws and family rules. Since Kong Gong is here today, there are countless young and old children at this time. Can the young and old children dare to ask Kong Gong to go to the old man's residence for a chat, so that the young and old children can do some local friendship and report the kindness of the year?"

Kong Yingda's eyes turned and said, "dare you ask old sun tou, are you on this mountain..."

"Oh! Thanks to the president, most of the neighbors in Tonghui square have found a good job on the mountain. I am honored to take care of the whole paper mill, and I also maintain some daily affairs in the city."

This time, even Kong Yingda, who is well-informed, was directly confused.

Clubbing in place, looking at the white paper drying like snow on the edge of the mountain depression not far away, he said in horror: "you mean you are running this paper mill?"

The mystery of the paper mill is famous throughout Chang'an.

Everyone wants to come to this paper mill to find out.

After all, as soon as the paper mill appeared, it directly replaced the old paper-making process. It can be imagined that the output of white paper with a daily output of hundreds of kilograms in the past month!

How terrible is this?

Originally, Kong Yingda thought that the paper mill must be heavily guarded and a heavyweight, but he didn't know that there was no guard here!

And it's still such a slave old man in charge???

What is this operation?

Is this thing so worthless in Zhang Feng's eyes?

At this moment, Kong Yingda was all bad.

Looking at the paper mill, with the old village head's ostentatious introduction, he walked into a brick house that looked elegant

And to his surprise.

This brick house is also the same as the houses in Nafang city.

what is it?

How many buildings can be built by turning around?

However, although it's not a green brick, it's a red brick, but it's a fucking turn!

Except for those aristocratic families, the rest of them have to go to the government office to make a book, let alone build a house with their heads turned. Even if those people are installed on the door!

Even the imperial palace is not all made by turning around. Here

Kong Yingda felt dizzy.

He couldn't help interrupting the old village head and asked, "old sun tou, all the houses here are built of this red brick?"

The old village head proudly touched his beard and sighed, "yes! All these things here are made by Fengzi. I'm still rudimentary here. You didn't go up the mountain. The mountain is solemn and magnificent!"

"By the way, Duke Kong, what are you doing here today?"