Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

Seeing him carefully examining the lantern, she breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, but I felt uneasy seeing him this time. I know perfectly well that getting rich is just nonsense, but I don't know why I care.

Looking back, she realized that she and this young master Tan weren't particularly close, and they hadn't even exchanged many words.

Then, Tantai Zhou, carrying a lantern, suddenly laughed. Qiao Jingjing asked him what he was laughing at. "I'm starting to agree with what my subordinate said."

"Which one?"

“Xuanyi said you are a fairy. I think so too, otherwise how could there be such exquisite and difficult-to-make things?” His voice was deep and gentle, as if it had a magnetic pull.

Qiao Jingjing calmly replied, "I bought it from a traveling merchant. I'll introduce you to him next time we meet."

"it is good."

"I heard from Master Feng that the young lady wants to open a bookstore. Has she found enough staff?"

Qiao Jingjing shook her head. "It's a bit difficult. It requires a lot of people, and they have to be absolutely trustworthy. I'm just an ordinary woman, and it's hard to organize them all in a short time."

"If you trust me, I can introduce you to some people."

"Oh? Who are they? How many are there?"

“They’re all my old subordinates, they’re trustworthy,” Tantai Zhou said softly.

Qiao Jingjing was overjoyed. "That's wonderful! Thank you very much, Young Master Tan. But I wonder if they would be willing to come and work here?"

Tantai Zhou smiled and said, "Why do you trust me so much, young lady? Don't you want to know what kind of people these are?"

Qiao Jingjing nodded gratefully, "I've met Young Master Tan's people, and they're incredibly loyal. Of course, I also have requirements. Loyalty and reliability are the most important. Other requirements include obedience to management. However, the benefits are quite good; we'll discuss the specifics later."

"If these people have physical disabilities, would you still want them, young lady?" Tantai Zhou asked, anxiously awaiting her answer.

Qiao Jingjing thought for a moment, "It depends on the specific situation. People without legs can work sitting down, and people missing hands can use their legs. As long as they are not blind, they can find work here."

The process of making Xuan paper involves more than one hundred steps.

Some steps require leg strength, such as the application of mortar and lime to the sandalwood bark. Other steps require delicate hand work, such as washing straw, sandalwood bark, and soaking the bark in water.

In contrast, the printing process mainly relies on hand movements, and the requirements for the legs are relatively relaxed, so restrictions can be appropriately relaxed.

As for why Qiao Jingjing doesn't discriminate against people with disabilities, well, they are, after all, true-blue socialist successors. She doesn't feel that people with disabilities are inferior; on the contrary, she prioritizes giving them opportunities.

They need this opportunity more than able-bodied people.

Tantai Zhou's heart softened completely at this moment; he had never expected this woman to be so magnanimous.

He easily solved part of his problems, without even asking about the background of these people, and accepted them based solely on his limited understanding of himself.

The words of confession almost slipped out, but I held back in the end. Soon, at most a month, I can reveal everything.

"Thank you for your kindness, young lady. I will send word to send someone over. May I ask how many people you need?"

Qiao Jingjing thought that the bookstore, papermaking and printing, and traditional oil pressing all needed people, and other manufacturing would soon start and also need manpower, so she simply called up more people.

"Three hundred men, please. If there are any literate people who have studied stewardship, please call them as well."

"But once these people arrive, we still need to arrange accommodation and workshops. I need to find a foreman to build houses in advance. Are you sure you can call so many people?"

Tantai Zhou grinned. "No problem, I'll have them select 300 people. At least having either legs or hands is good. You're a righteous young lady, and I can't be unkind."

Qiao Jingjing was also happy, relieved that a major problem had been solved: "We can do a good job in the preliminary work. When we open, we will definitely be a sensation."

"You're right." The man's lips curved into a smile, and he seemed genuinely happy for some reason.

After chatting for a while, Tantai Zhou took his leave.

Soon it was time for the third year of junior high school.

Early in the morning, Qiao Jingjing put the prepared items into the carriage and headed towards the county town.

An hour later, they arrived at the county government office and made it smoothly to the backyard. First, they went to visit the county magistrate's wife, Madam Feng. This time, they didn't come empty-handed; they brought a cup of flower tea and a milk cake.

Mrs. Feng was delighted. "This flower tea is so fragrant. The whole flower blooming in the teacup is a joy to behold."

He subtly observed Qiao Jingjing, and seeing that she remained neither timid nor pleased, still possessing a serene and unassuming demeanor, he grew even more fond of her.

"I originally thought the friend my son was talking about was a young man of similar age, but it turns out to be a charming and lovely girl."

I wondered when he had such a friend, so thoughtful, and how his holiday gift couldn't be more fitting. It's no wonder I saw you today.

Qiao Jingjing curtsied gracefully and said modestly, "Madam, you flatter me. They are just ordinary things, and I am glad that you do not find them offensive."

"Don't say that," Madam Feng waved her hand. "Not to mention Runan County, even the capital doesn't have anything this good. This is a real, tangible effect, not just for show."

Qiao Jingjing found it truly strange this time; Madam Feng's words revealed two layers of meaning.

Firstly, she had lived in the capital and was very familiar with it. You could also detect a hint of disdain in her tone.

In a place like the capital, where officials from the capital are everywhere, a county magistrate really has no status. Why does she have such confidence?

The second point is naturally that the current beauty industry's products are not satisfactory. Perhaps they seem alright when there's no comparison, but once better products appear, they naturally seem inferior.

Does that mean we can expand our business to Beijing, or even further and larger places in the future?

Making scented soap isn't difficult, nor is making face cream; it all depends on her skill.

Qiao Jingjing snapped out of her thoughts and quickly explained her purpose. Madam Feng had Lu Yuan lead her to the reception area in the front hall.

As soon as the person left, Mrs. Feng whispered, "He's a good child. I hope you'll have a bright future..." After saying that, she picked up a piece of cake and ate it with a look of enjoyment.

Lu Yuan led Qiao Jingjing to the reception room. On the way, Qiao Jingjing didn't ask him about the background of the Feng family. She wasn't crazy to ask about the mistress of the house in someone else's mansion.

After walking along a long pebble path, passing two pavilions and two hanging flower gates, you will arrive.

Lu Yuan pushed open the carved wooden door. "Dad, my friend has arrived."

Lu Qinbei was writing something with a pen when he said softly, "Hmm."

Qiao Jingjing didn't say anything, she just stood there quietly.

Five minutes later, with a "click," Lu Qinbei placed the pen on the pen holder and blew on the ink on the letter. He looked up and saw Qiao Jingjing five meters away.

A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

I was initially surprised that my son's best friend was a woman; then I was surprised that she was so young; and now I am even more surprised that she could remain calm and that she could also keep my son calm.

This was truly rare; he knew his son's personality all too well. He had to admit, this girl had given him a good first impression.

"Please sit down. Someone, bring tea."

Qiao Jingjing bowed and sat down.

Magistrate Lu asked, "What brings you here, young lady?"

Qiao Jingjing parted her lips slightly and smiled, "Uncle Lu, do you want a promotion?"