Villager of Daming

Chapter 687 Trust Model Good Days

"Your Majesty, regarding the partnership business in the palace, we think it would be better to separate it. Xiaqiu Village is not suitable for being too close to all the princes and princesses."

When the mayor saw Zhu Yuanzhang mentioning the purchase in the palace, he followed what Hanhan had said.

"No, if you find someone else, they will be greedy. They don't have the ability to make money on their own, but they have the ability to make money from other people's business." Zhu Yuanzhang refused.

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After finishing the beef soup for lunch, everyone took a short break.

The village chief took Hanhan back to the memorial hall: "Hanhan, your Majesty does not agree with Xiaqiu Village's separation of cooperation with the palace. It seems that your Majesty means that he will always look to us to take care of his children."

Zhu Wentian: "..."

He thought Zhu Yuanzhang would be jealous, so he readily promised Xiaqiu Village to hand over the cooperative assets and find someone to arrange it, but Zhu Yuanzhang relied on him.

"He regards us as a trust! The family, no, the royal family's trust is so courageous.

Without regulatory agencies and the Nth guarantor, he is not afraid of trust default?How much trust does this place on us?

Thinking about it, we gave him and Daming too much. When you can't do everything by yourself, you must entrust others to do it.

But he didn’t give us any money!He just gave policy support, and I spent the money to see how it works. "

Zhu Wentian understood, who would care if it was separated?Will there be no problems with the people in charge?
In this case, Zhu Yuanzhang did not bother the two masters because no one could check and balance Xiaqiu Village.

"Hanhan, what is trust?" The director heard a new term and didn't understand it.

"The trust is... rest first, I will tell you tonight, or tomorrow, there is too much content.

The simplest explanation is one-sided, but it can reflect part of the functions of trust.

Before Liu Bei died, he entrusted Liu Chan to Zhuge Liang. This was a trust. There were many such things in history.

Zhu Yuanzhang, where is your Majesty?He is not old yet and wants to see the effect. He may think our method is better.

How we can help others in the future depends on what Prince Zhu Biao means. We are defined as Prince Village. "

Zhu Wentian doesn't want to explain trust in detail to the mayor now. Trust is not just a family trust.

This thing is complicated!Banks don’t even understand financial products, the monetary system is not perfect yet, and no one except Xiaqiu Village can handle trusts because they don’t exist in the law.

Now whoever dares to play with banks, insurance, securities, and trusts will be stopped immediately. There is a lack of legal support and regulatory structure.

"I keep causing trouble for myself every day, and I still want to learn?"

He has a sad face, and he doesn't like to study. Now he studies every day and can never finish it.

This is because they did not learn the professional knowledge of physics and chemistry. The silly friends in Xiaqiu Village learned everything.

There are older children in the village who have not yet gotten married. It is not a matter of money. If they get married, they will live in Xiaqiu Village, and the palace people will go to Xiaqiu Village for gatherings.

"Do you want to retreat? Replace with someone to become the head of the team?" Zhu Wentian curled his lips.

"Others are better than me now? I'm telling you, Hanhan, we just didn't have a chance before, but now if we are asked to take the imperial examination, we can pass." Li Chang glared.

"We can do it too!" Zhu Wentian despised him. Now you are both from the same background as a Jinshi.

"Let's go, let's go see the hot air balloon." The village leader didn't want to say more and took Hanhan out. He was under great pressure in the memorial hall, otherwise he would be disrespectful to the village guardians, and the memorial tablets were still there!
Zhu Yuanzhang took a nap and felt comfortable. He held a small bamboo plate in his left hand and a toothpick in his right hand to insert a piece of watermelon to eat.He refused the palace maid's offer to help load the watermelon plate because he thought it was troublesome. If he didn't cooperate well and he didn't insert the watermelon, the palace maid would have to apologize and just eat a watermelon. Why bother with this?
If you don't catch it and throw it away, what if you get another one?Anyway, it is produced in a greenhouse and sells well!

There are a lot of fruits in the greenhouse, watermelon, cantaloupe, cantaloupe, cucumber?Cucumbers can be eaten as fruit anyway.

"If you make money from the vegetables and fruits in the greenhouses, Chen'er and Di'er will have the money to speed up the construction of the palace."

Zhu Yuanzhang was eating watermelon and thought about the problem of greenhouses. On the way there and back, greenhouses happened to be built in two places.

"Father, next year the child will go to a fiefdom." Zhu Fan felt sad again when he heard that. There are greenhouses in Xi'an Prefecture and Beipingxing Province, but his Taiyuan Prefecture has nothing.

"Go, let your second brother take you there. The prince can't leave anymore. I'll arrange a few people from Xiaqiu Village for you."

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be in the wrong, too. How did he do it?Haven't arranged your journey yet?
The key is to make arrangements for the eldest son to go to the north for inspection. Who would have thought that he would guide local economic construction all the way, and even burn Ru porcelain.

"My child wants to ask the village chief to take Brother Hanhan's team, but it's not possible." Zhu Fan was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

He wants to lead the team from Xiaqiu Village, the team that followed his eldest brother on the northern tour. That is the strongest lineup.

"No hurry, let's discuss it later." Zhu Yuanzhang didn't dare to agree. God knows what arrangements Xiaqiu Village has. The worst he can do is give the third child more money.

"No hurry! No rush!" Zhu Xiongying's clear voice came from the side. He was hugged by his father and laughed at everyone he saw.

The other children went to take a nap. He was little and he had slept before. But when others were sleeping, he peed. He was not sleepy, just hungry. He was holding a bottle and wanted to watch the fun.

The maid of the Prince's Palace next to him was responsible for feeding him small cakes, and he did not have gastric acid or lactose intolerance.

"Great grandson, give us one!" Zhu Yuanzhang's focus changed instantly, he came to Zhu Xiongying and opened his mouth.

"Here! Eat! Yeah! Hey hey hey hey!" Zhu Xiongying reached out to ask the palace maid for a small cake and stuffed it into Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and narrowed his eyes. He wanted to kiss his great grandson, but he was afraid that the kiss would make him drool. He endured it and sighed: "This is a damn good life. You can eat watermelon in winter."

"Melon! Ah!" The little guy finished feeding his grandfather and opened his mouth to eat the watermelon. They exchanged it with each other!

"Melon! Here!" Zhu Yuanzhang pierced the watermelon with a toothpick and handed it over carefully, ready to withdraw at any time.

The little guy opened his mouth and waited. When the watermelon entered his mouth, he closed it to the end, but not all the way. He waited.

Zhu Yuanzhang took out the toothpick, and the little guy started chewing. The watermelon juice flowed down the corner of his mouth. This piece of watermelon was a bit big.

The maid next to her wiped her mouth with medical absorbent cotton, which was the gentlest. Zhu Xiongying was the treasure of the Ming Dynasty.

Let’s put it this way!Zhu Wentian carried Zhu Xiongying outside. He could kill people at will and no one would hold him accountable.

He is a village guard himself, stupid, and he has the only emperor's eldest grandson in the Ming Dynasty. As long as he says there is danger, others will die.

Even if he shot Hu Weiyong, Zhu Yuanzhang would not blame him, and would even kill Hu Weiyong's relatives and friends.

The reason is simple, Hanhan, why would I kill you instead of killing others?Hanhan helps cook all day long, look who he beats?

'Well! 'The little guy burped and gave the bottle to Zhu Yuanzhang. He stopped drinking because he felt full.

"Don't worry, we have beef to eat tonight. Let your uncle Hanhan fry it for you until it becomes tender. Use a small pot to fry it."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of kindness at this moment, without any dignity of the emperor.

　no more today
　　
　
(End of this chapter)