The noodle workshop was managed by Shang Chengen, and she had no worries about finding a market for the products. All she needed to do was sit back, enjoy her tea, and wait for the money to roll in.
Why did life suddenly seem so leisurely and carefree?
Thinking about the tofu and tofu skin workshops, and even the one that made century eggs, all of which were now run by responsible managers, she realized she was completely hands-off now.
Right now, the only thing that needed her attention was the looming textile workshop Zhuang Yutian was planning to establish.
Zhuang Yutian had already sent a note stating that the spinning machine and loom were constructed by craftsmen, and to prevent the designs from leaking, different parts were made by two or three different craftsmen before being assembled by him.
