The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1595 This Can Have

Qiao Xiaomai didn't expect that Bei Lingsu would tell Yang Wenxiao about this, and she hurried into the palace after receiving the eunuch's order.

When they arrived at Da'an Palace, Yang Wenxiao asked her if she had any good ideas.

good idea?
Where did the good idea come from.

What she said to Tong Sanlang last night was just a casual remark, so why did it have an extra layer of meaning when it reached Yang Wenxiao's ears?
Moreover, the tone of the question still meant affirmatively. Just now, she had just crazily rolled out nearly [-] million taels of silver, but the next day she asked her about new ideas.

It is really urgent to earn money.

"I don't have any new ideas," she said honestly.

"Then what you said was purely to scare Saburo?" Yang Wenxiao asked.

Qiao Mai, "...Why should I scare him?"

"Tossing people are addicted to tossing." Yang Wenxiao said.

Joe Mai "..."

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "Even if I struggle, I will wait until he recovers."

"Then what you said means you have a new idea." Yang Wenxiao's tone was affirmative.

Joe Mai "..."

She rubbed her face helplessly, "This is really not there."

"This can be."

Joe Mai "..."

She sighed heavily, "The production of woolen clothes should be increased, the supply is completely in short supply."

"I know."

"Why don't we hold a promotion like this during the Chinese New Year? No half price, [-]% off, it's a big Chinese New Year sale." Qiao Mai said.

"Sell what?"

"I grow a lot of sweet potatoes, sesame seeds, soybeans, etc. I also raise a lot of livestock."

What about a big farm with [-] mu of land.

"can."

Qiao Xiaomai looked at Yang Wenxiao's clear eyes, shook his head and said, "No more."

"There should be more." Yang Wenxiao looked at her with a vague smile on his face.

Joe Mai "..."

What is this for?
Where did she get so many new ideas?

Could it be that Yang Wenxiao believed the rumors about the cornucopia?
God!She really died unjustly!

Where can she find a cornucopia that can spit out both gold and silver treasures and fresh ideas!
Qiao Xiaomai rubbed her face and looked at Yang Wenxiao helplessly.

Yang Wenxiao looked at her calmly. Although he didn't speak, the expression on his face was obvious: he believed that she still had new ideas.

Die unjustly, die unjustly!

Qiao Xiaomai and Yang Wenxiao stared at each other for a while, and finally said helplessly, "Why don't you... play a shadow puppet show?"

"Huh?" Yang Wenxiao responded, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Qiao Xiaomai raised his hand and rubbed his face again, and explained, "It is to make Journey to the West and the two books published earlier into a shadow puppet show, and let people buy tickets to watch it. I think many people will watch it."

"Is this your new idea?" Yang Wenxiao raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Xiaomai spread his hands, "Really, I only have this idea in my mind at the moment. Your Majesty, do you think this idea came out of nowhere? I have to think for myself!"

Yang Wenxiao snorted, "Then tell me about the specific process of this shadow play."

"It's like a theater building. I don't know much about these things." Qiao Xiaomai spread her hands.

There are no cinemas or theaters these days. There is only a theater building here, which is a serious place for people to watch plays. A theater dedicated to rehearsing the shadow puppetry of the three books above should attract many people.

At this time, entertainment activities are too scarce, so this group of people is only interested in her "fresh ideas".

She has captured and used the development essence of the later generations for thousands of years, and now it is too embarrassing for her to think of new ideas out of thin air.

This Yang Wenxiao questioned her today, is it to verify whether she has a cornucopia or is she just venting her anger on Tong Sanlang...

(End of this chapter)