A piece of paper

Before arriving at Yingtian Mansion, Xian Jin summoned Li Sanshun and Heng Xi for a short meeting in a small cabin swaying on the water, and told Princess Baian about her intention to use rice paper to pay money. Heng Xi was very happy at the moment He shouted directly, "God bless you! Sanqing Taoist Master protects you! Amitabha Buddha and Confucius have appeared!"

I have thanked all three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. He is truly a loyal believer who shows mercy in every aspect.

Xian Jin smiled, "I also think it's a good opportunity."

"It's more than just a good opportunity! If it comes true, our rice paper will be the first in the world!" Heng Xi's face turned red with excitement.

Li Sanshun was sitting on a low stool with his legs crossed, his shoulders hunched, his fingers bent and tapping the corners of the low stool unconsciously, his mouth tightly pursed, and he remained silent.

Xianjin looked at Li Sanshun, tilted his head and said, "Master Li?"

Li Sanshun came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Our workshop that uses rice paper to pay bills, should we move it to the capital?"

Xianjin thought for a while, "The reason why rice paper is rice paper is because it can only be made from mountain spring water unique to Xuancheng Prefecture and green sandalwood bark unique to Jing County and its surrounding counties. I don't think it can be moved."

A mountain nurtures a water, and a water nurtures a plant and a tree.

A slight difference can lead to a loss of thousands of miles.

Can the rice paper still be called rice paper after it has left Xuancheng Prefecture? Without the pulp of green sandalwood bark, can rice paper still be made into rice paper that is "as smooth as jade and with thousands of inks"?
Since Princess Baian put forward the proposal of "paying money with rice paper", Xian Jin has thought about it a lot.

After Li Sanshun listened to Xian Jin's words, his tense shrimp bow finally relaxed: He was worried that Xian Jin would be blinded by prosperity and move his workshop northward regardless of where he was in order to get things done!

Even if they use the original team, the water is different, the straw is dried differently, the climate is different, and the most important raw materials are different - even if Da Luo Zhenxian comes, they can't make the same paper!
Li Sanshun patted his chest, put his legs on the stilts, and breathed a sigh of relief, "You still have a clear mind, you little bitch."

Xian Jin said, "The circulation of banknotes is an important matter that benefits the people and the market for generations to come. As you and I take on great responsibilities, we need to have great virtues, endure great tribulations, and be patient in order to achieve great results."

Li Sanshun:? Please talk normally.

Xianjin immediately changed his words, "We have to do this business well! We need to make a lot of money, build a good reputation, and save face!"

Li Sanshun nodded, that's pretty much it.

After Hengxi experienced the initial excitement, the panic of the big task came like a tide. He frowned, "If the workshop does not move, we will have many difficulties in this business - using rice paper to pay money is equivalent to doing business with the imperial court. The imperial court We have to satisfy the demands. There are already three changes in the tributes, and there will only be more requests and changes in the banknotes! It will take at least more than twenty days to go back and forth between the Xuancheng Mansion and the capital through the waterway and then the official road! Just two months! How many years will it take us to complete such a long communication? Where will the cost of travel, labor costs, and upfront investment come from? "

Hengxi didn't dare to think deeply. When he thought about it, his scalp became numb and his mind was filled with mush.

This thing sounds glamorous, but in reality, sitting up is just making money with your head tied to your belt.

Let’s not mention how difficult it is to serve the court! ——This is completely different from ordinary Party A’s demands.

Ordinary Party A, if you don't do well, the worst you can do is stop making money from him. We will break up and see each other again as good social friends who scold the boss together.

If you don't do well in doing things for the court, your grandma is waving to you when you raise your head. Let's go to your grave to dance together during the Qingming Festival next year.

Making money with rice paper seems very simple, but there are too many links that need to be overcome, such as restructuring the organizational structure of the workshop, how to open up transportation channels, and which workshop to use to do the work - this is logistical support;

How to distribute, adjust, add or subtract, and manage the personnel involved in the production - this belongs to team security;

If you work for the imperial court, can the imperial court advance money to you in advance? As long as no one owes you money, it’s fine! As Heng Xi said, who will pay the upfront investment cost? Who will pay in advance? ——This is financial protection.

There are at least four or five small problems under each big framework, and each small problem is extremely difficult and involves two-way communication from up to down.

Ask for money from the top, ask for people from the bottom, and manage the middle. Only in the end can you achieve results.

Xianjin turned around and hung a varnished wooden board on the wall. A large three-fold leaflet was pasted on the wooden board, with twenty-seven lines of questions densely written on it. Only four or five lines of it were followed by Xianjin. The Zhu pen drew a big circle, indicating that he had thought of a solution.

There are still more than twenty lines left, a list of questions denser than ants, and the rest are empty waiting for people to fill in the blanks. When Hengxi saw it, his head got big: "...Do we have to solve all of this?"

Xian Jin nodded.

"If we don't solve it, we won't take over the banknote business?"

Xian Jin shook his head and very calmly took a reed pen and handed it to Heng Xi, "Even if we can't solve it, we have to hide it from the court."

Hengxi swallowed hard: "You are so brave?"
Xian Jin replied, "If we don't take it, if someone else does, we won't be able to get ahead in our lives."

How could you not want the big stuff delivered to your door?

As for the disco dancing on graves, that will happen during the Qingming Festival next year.

If you don’t have the guts and gambling spirit to do business, you won’t be able to do much business.

Hengxi looked at Xianjin in awe: I don’t envy you at all for making money.

Only then did Li Sanshun realize the benefits of being semi-literate: If we don't know the words, we won't have to worry.

The old man yawned without interest. He wanted to smoke a dry cigarette, but he was afraid that Xian Jin would yell at him, so he left a sentence, "You guys talk first, I'll go out and take a cigarette."

The old man walked out with his head tilted, and as soon as he turned a corner, he met the new smoking mate, Mr. Qiao.

Qiao Hui handed the pipe to Li Sanshun in a familiar manner and glanced inside the cabin, "I haven't seen you boss He get off the ship for several days. What are you doing hiding in there?"

Li Sanshun narrowed his eyes and spat out white mist, "I'm thinking about how to defraud the court of money."

Qiao Hui:? So wild now?
Qiao Hui looked away, as if he had no intention of asking again, "Does she agree to go to the capital?"

Li Sanshun shook his head, "I was just talking about this. The rice paper workshop cannot go to the capital. The water and bark in the capital cannot meet the standards for making rice paper. We are moving out of Xuancheng Mansion. Even if my father comes back to life from the coffin, Can’t make paper.”

Qiao Hui had a lump in his throat, but his face showed no trace of emotion, "Really? Then we are still guarding Xuancheng Mansion? We are not moving at all?"

Li Sanshun squatted in the corner and took another puff of silk cigarette, "Listen to that statement, it's almost the same."

Qiao Hui paused on his hands.

Li Sanshun raised his eyes and tried hard, "Why don't you ask?"

Qiao Hui: If he dares to ask, why should he squat here and smoke secondhand smoke?
In the past few days and nights, I have seen lights on in the cabin of the "Yi Yin" every night in the middle of the night. I couldn't see clearly through the cabin, but I could feel Xian Jin's busyness.

When Xianjin was busy, his whole figure entered a fighting state, and he was angry and violent. He was so full that he went to provoke her. Wasn't he afraid of being yelled at?

With the good attitude of a dead Taoist friend rather than a poor Taoist, Qiao Hui handed another pack of shredded tobacco to Li Sanshun, "Please help me find out--"

Remembering that their relationship hasn't been made public yet.

wrong!

Their relationship hasn't even been confirmed!

After holding and kissing that damn girl, she never mentioned their relationship!
He is really good at getting rid of chaos.

There was a hint of grievance in Qiao Hui's tone, "If she goes to the capital, my father wants to clean up a separate courtyard for this closed disciple and come out to live there - let's make preparations in advance." (End of Chapter)