Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

"Tong'an Cloth Workshop has officially started operations! All employees of the workshop, enter the workshop! Take up your posts! Start work!"

Following the order from Xu Zhubu, the workers in the cloth workshop who had been waiting for a long time secretly clenched their fists and followed the people from other villages into the cloth workshop with excitement that could not be concealed.

Their backs are straight, their heads are held high, they... have the same hands and feet.

"Hahahaha - look, Aunt Li has stepped on Miss Tang's shoes!"

"My guy's face is as red as if he was steamed in a pot!"

"Mom! Mom! You are so awesome! When I grow up I want to be like you and work in a cloth shop!"

Shen Zheng stood at the door, smiling and nodding to the workers who entered the cloth workshop.

As all the workers entered, Shen Zheng looked at their backs and touched his chin, "It feels like something is missing..."

Xu Zhubu and Mo Qingwan were both standing beside her. Xu Zhubu asked in a low voice, "Sir, what did I not do well?"

"No." Shen Zheng shook her head, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Work clothes! How could I forget about the work clothes!"

"Work clothes?" Xu Zhubu was slightly stunned, and asked without shame: "What are you pretending to be?"

"What are you pretending for?" Shen Zheng almost missed the chance to exchange signals with Xu Zhubu. "It's not pretending, it's work clothes. The cloth shop has a uniform for every employee, similar to the clothes worn by county constables, and it has to have the characteristics of the cloth shop."

Although Xu Zhubu did not understand, he still expressed great affirmation, "I think what you said is right."

"..."

Shen Zheng patted him on the shoulder, "There are still some things to pay attention to when it comes to uniform work uniforms. It makes unified management easier. We already have a lot of workers in our cloth shop, and wearing work uniforms is to avoid unnecessary trouble. Just say, can you guarantee that you can call everyone's name?"

Xu Zhubu: "Yes."

These people were carefully selected by him, and it was his responsibility and obligation to match the names with their faces.

"......" Shen Zheng gritted her teeth secretly, and raised a fake smile on her face: "I can't call you."

Xu Zhubu suddenly realized: "The workers should be dressed in uniform, which will make management easier. The village heads will not be able to recognize everyone for the time being."

"That's right." Shen Zheng smiled and said, "Then I'll leave this to you. Let Hehua and the others design the style first. The key is to make it light and comfortable. After the first batch of cotton cloth is produced, make two sets for each worker, and embroider the worker's name on the chest."

Xu Zhubu took note of it, and after a moment he asked again, "Sir, would you like to receive the money?"

"No." Shen Zheng shook her head. "Cotton cloth is cheap to us, so there's no need to haggle with the people over this little money. Go and get busy. Oh, and have someone take out all the cotton cloth that has been woven and sampled in the warehouse."

The cloth workshop has officially started production, and cotton cloth should also be shown to the public.

There are a lot of people here today, so it happens to be an opportunity.

In just a moment, Wu Lizheng led a few people to set up the "booth" on the dam outside the cloth shop.

The booth was simple, with just eight high tables, each of which had two rolls of cotton cloth on it. Some were the cotton cloth that Mr. Qiao had woven in the past few days, as well as the cotton cloth that he had been taking the workers to "try their hands" on.

These cotton fabrics are not very fine, and the colors are not stunning, but she believes that the soft texture is enough to capture the hearts of most people present.

Everyone started moving spontaneously and gathered around the booth. Just as Shen Zheng was about to speak, she saw a figure in the crowd who shouldn't have appeared in Tongan County.

"How did he...?"

The atmosphere on the field became more and more heated. Shen Zheng had to temporarily retract her gaze and said to everyone, "I believe that many people here are here for the cotton cloth from the cloth workshop. I will not say more. The cotton cloth is here, and you can watch and touch it at will. Soon, the cotton cloth from Tong'an Cloth Workshop will officially enter the market."

cotton!

You can look and touch!

The businessmen present suddenly became active.

Lord Shen said this, does it prove that they... still have a chance?

They really wanted to take a good look at this cotton cloth! They wanted to see how linen and silk cloth could be inferior to cotton cloth!

Shen Zheng saw everyone's reactions and saw that their expressions were different, but they all said, "We came here to congratulate, but we didn't expect to see the legendary cotton cloth with our own eyes. Thank you, Lord Shen! When the cotton cloth is available for purchase, everyone in my family will definitely change into cotton clothes!"

Shen Zheng nodded slightly, and then walked towards the not-so-familiar figure.

Many people's eyes were still fixed on her, and when they saw the figure not far away, they were stunned.

"Monks? Are all the monks here?"

"He is here to beg for alms, right? I know that Lord Shen has a kind heart. Wouldn't it be great if we could ask him to beg for two pieces of cloth to make monk robes?"

There was some irony in this remark, causing many people around to laugh.

Indeed, there are not many real monks in this world, but fake monks can be found everywhere.

Many people even think that there is no difference between the monks begging for alms on the streets and the beggars begging on the street corners.

But some people frowned and spoke rudely, "Shut up, don't talk nonsense! That's the abbot Jue'an of Quanyang Temple. How many people donated money to Quanyang Temple just to get a word of enlightenment from Jue'an? You are disrespectful to Jue'an today, aren't you afraid that you will wake up with your tongue broken off tomorrow?"

"Master Jue'an?!"

"It seems to be that master chef!"

"Lord Shen... is really not simple."

......

"Master Jue'an."

After getting closer, Shen Zheng got a clear look at the master host's appearance for the first time.

The monk's robe he wore was old but neat. He stood there quietly, like an ancient pond, making the turbulent river behind him gradually return to silence.

Judging from his appearance, he was no more than fifty years old. However, his long white eyebrows and the aura he exuded reminded Shen Zheng that the man in front of her was definitely more than fifty or sixty years old.

Seeing Shen Zheng coming, this time Abbot Jue'an did not avoid him again, but raised his palm and said, "Donor Shen."

Meeting his deep and peaceful eyes, Shen Zheng suddenly felt that all the doubts in her heart became less important.

She walked slowly forward, stood beside him, and asked him softly, "Is today a good day as Master Jue'an said?"

Jue'an put down his palm, smiled, and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Zheng's eyes shifted slightly, first looking at the noisy crowd, then at the cloth shop standing behind the crowd.

"I think that the day the cloth shop opens is a good day."

It might sound a bit arrogant to say this in front of Jue'an, but this is what Shen Zheng thought in his heart.

Jue'an still smiled, "But Mr. Shen still chose to start the work today."

The breeze blew up Shen Zheng's sleeves. She narrowed her eyes and smiled, "If what Master Jue'an said is true, then today will be even better."