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Construction Proceeded in an Orderly Manner The people of Ten Li Pu were experienced; while working on their tasks, they also taught the workers from nearby villages one-on-one. In a short time, they trained many more individuals.
What Liu Qingxi needed to do was the design of the blueprints. The rest was managed by the foremen below her; she only needed to coordinate and plan.
Time quietly passed in this busy manner.
With the new emperor ascending the throne, various industries underwent certain reforms. By the time all the dust settled, three months had already passed.
As of today, Hot Summer had gradually receded. Liu Qingxi made significant progress in Suburbs's Landscape, with buildings covering several acres and a grand project underway.
The initial investment felt like a bottomless pit, with wages, material costs, and so on. If it weren't for some foundation that Liu Qingxi had built over the past few years, it would have been difficult to sustain now.
Fortunately, while developing Landscape, Liu Qingxi added a batch of suitable residential courtyards around the landscape, expanding outward from the center.
Behind this large residential area, the mountain that Yang Yichen had purchased was also under construction, with a natural hot spring being fully utilized.
During this period, Liu Qingxi's project attracted many onlookers and caught the attention of certain individuals.
In the Ministry of Works, an elderly man in his sixties with graying hair sat in his office and called someone over: “Have you seen the buildings being constructed in Suburbs?”
“Replying to Lord Lin, no, we haven't.”
This gray-haired Minister of Works was Lin Shurong, the cousin of Lin Shuhong, who had competed against Liu Qingxi last year.
“Is that so? I’ve heard it’s particularly popular lately; many citizens take pride in seeing it,” a hint of amusement flashed across Lin Shurong's face.
It had been many years since anything had piqued his interest. However, this year, more and more surprises were occurring.
First, the Ministry of Works produced a talent like Yang Yichen, whose innovative designs left him astonished. Then came the rise of a woman named Liu Qingxi.
It wasn't this year; the name Liu Qingxi had already appeared in his ears before last winter, related to his disappointing cousin.
In the end, Lin Shuhong lost, and even though Lin Shurong held the position of Minister of Works, he would not intervene in matters concerning his cousin.
After all, who could blame him for lacking the ability and bringing trouble upon himself?
At that time, he thought Liu Qingxi was merely playing around, winning through tricks. However, now it seemed that this woman piqued his interest.
"Go investigate."
His curiosity grew about what kind of extraordinary woman she was, possessing such unique ideas—not waiting for others to build houses but constructing them in large quantities for sale.
Having lived more than half his life and served in the Ministry of Works for decades, involved in various industries, especially construction, he was actually more impressive than the renowned Lin Shuhong in the capital.
It's just that Lin Shurong did not pursue development in construction but dedicated his abilities to the country until he reached the position of Minister of Works.
However, as he grew older and his health declined, he rarely came to public duties and spent most of his time coordinating arrangements.
If it weren't for the lack of capable individuals under him to take on significant responsibilities, he would have retired long ago to enjoy his later years.
He never expected such an interesting event would occur in the capital; it truly was worth coming out for.
Two quarters of an hour later, a young man hurried back and reported the information he had gathered to Lin Shurong.
In fact, this information didn't require much effort; anyone on the street could provide a clear account if asked.
At that moment, Liu Qingxi was indeed in the spotlight.
Compared to those young ladies from prominent families who excelled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—Liu Qingxi was the one who truly captured people's attention.
Regardless of praise or criticism, whether watching a joke or offering blessings, from the secluded young women to the officials in the court, from the high-ranking nobles to the common people, from eighty-year-olds to three-year-olds, who doesn't know Liu Qingxi?
Who doesn't know about that vast building outside the capital, and who isn't aware of the hot springs being renovated in the mountains behind?
"My lord, these are the ones."
"Ha ha, not bad!" Lin Shurong's expression of admiration made the young reporter feel a bit startled.
This person rarely praises anyone; Liu Qingxi is indeed lucky.
It should be noted that if they received a word of satisfaction from Lin Shurong at the Ministry of Works, promotion would be in sight.
Unfortunately, he did not possess Liu Qingxi's abilities and popularity.
"Is she Yang Yichen's wife?" He didn't expect that the two juniors he admired were actually a couple.
Is this what they call a strong alliance?
"Oh dear, Old Man hasn't been out for a long time; it seems it's time to take a stroll."
With his hands behind his back and an expectant smile on his face, he walked out of the Ministry of Works' doors to personally experience what people were gossiping about.
Not far along, Lin Shurong heard discussions among people regarding Liu Qingxi.
"This Madam Yang is truly impressive; she doesn't resemble those high-society women at all, with their affected voices and mincing steps."
"You’re right! I used to think those Sister Madams were quite beautiful, but after seeing Madam Yang, I realized she is the real beauty."
They are just common people who don't use particularly elegant praise, but they genuinely find Liu Qingxi beautiful—unpretentious and authentic.
Unlike those women who are all cut from the same mold.
"Tch, you all are so superficial. Madam Yang is not someone ordinary can compare to. Just look at that house in the Suburbs; it’s truly magnificent and imposing. And the scenery there is unforgettable, just one glance makes you want to stay there forever."
At that moment, a man squeezed in. "Who are you talking about? Madam Yang? I know something you don’t."
"What?" People turned their expectant gazes toward him.
"Madam Yang is using her own people up front. Recently, I've heard she’s looking to recruit a lot of newcomers to build houses and work for her. The pay is much better than what those working in restaurants get."
"Is that true? Doesn't that mean it's hard to get in? Do you need connections?"
There's no way around it; regardless of the era, it's always about connections.
You should know that those working in restaurants are all fighting tooth and nail to get in; it’s considered one of the better jobs among various trades.
Who would have thought there’s something even better here? They say you only work four hours a day—two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon, leaving the rest of the time free.
"No, no, no, it's Madam Yang; everything is fair and open for recruitment. This time she’s directly hiring three hundred people."
Three hundred people? A smile flickered across Lin Shurong's wrinkled face; she was quite an insightful child.
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