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Although Emperor Chengjia advocates frugality, his identity lies there, among other things, his son, the prince of the Dayan Dynasty, regardless of age, has dozens of spending every month, and the daily expenses are still given by the palace. , Moon silver is basically accumulated. By the age of Xie Zheng, the amount of monthly silver saved was a considerable amount.

Besides, there are few opportunities for the prince to go out of the palace, and there is no opportunity to spend money at all. How can he be short of money?

Not to mention that Xie Zheng's mother-in-law is still in charge of the harem, and there is absolutely no deduction of supplies and moon silver...

When Xie Zheng went to Luzhou and brought a lot of things back, Emperor Chengjia was out of anger: "I'm short of money? Ask you to go out and spend money."

Xie Zheng is very innocent: "Erchen did not spend randomly, nor lack money."

Emperor Chengjia was curious: "Since there is no shortage of money, why suddenly open a shop?"

"It's not a sudden, but I had someone to develop a new printing method a few days ago, planning to open a bookstore to test it."

Emperor Chengjia frowned: "What's going on with you lately, for a while, for a while, for a while, for a while, for a while, and for a while, I'm studying these strange skills and tricks all day long, and be careful that your studies are abandoned!"

He has been on the throne for many years, and his majesty has become heavier. With such a frown, ordinary officials have to tremble. Xie Zheng seemed unaware, and calmly said: "Father, don’t worry, the children are just giving directions, and there are people who work. Besides, as long as the country is beneficial to the people, why bother to be constrained by whether or not it is tricky. ?"

Emperor Chengjia hummed: "It's all about cement. How can you benefit the country and the people by opening a bookstore?"

"It's just a conjecture of Erchen. It needs to be tested."

Emperor Chengjia couldn't help thinking a little bit more. He squinted his eyes: "How can opening a bookstore benefit the country and the people?"

Xie Zheng curled his lips: "If the emperor is curious, he can inject capital into shares. If he owns a lot of shares, he will submit a business report and business strategy for the next month to you every month."

Emperor Chengjia: "???" What and what?

Fortunately, Xie Zheng didn't want to play a dumb riddle, and then explained to him the theoretical knowledge of equity investment and other theoretical knowledge-all theories come from Page.

Emperor Chengjia was speechless: "Why should I give the money to others to earn? There are many people who can work."

Xie Zheng thought secretly. It is true that they are father and son, and the two people asked the same questions. He still remembers that he was cracked by Page at the time...

"Skills has a specialization, if ordinary people can make money, don't those who have subordinates and customers, are they all wealthy?"

Emperor Chengjia was dumb.

Xie Zheng asked: "How? Has the father considered how much to invest?"

Emperor Chengjia was not angry: "How much investment do you want for a small bookstore?"

The implication was that it was agreed.

Xie Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Who said that the bookstore must be small?"

Emperor Chengjia was slightly surprised: "The tone is not small."

Xie Zheng smiled: "The opportunity is not to be missed, time will never come again. Father must think carefully."

Such a big talk? Emperor Chengjia looked at him suspiciously, and couldn't help but think of the cement that can withstand floods and natural disasters... He touched his chin and asked, "How much does it take to inject capital?"

Xie Zheng thought for a while: "One thousand taels, count your holding 30%."

Emperor Chengjia frowned: "What bookstore is so expensive, one thousand taels can only account for 30%?"

Xie Zheng didn't change his face: "The bookstore of Erchen is different from other people's. The research and development costs alone are temporarily incalculable."

Emperor Chengjia was dubious: "R&D? Isn't the printing technique already worked out?"

"That's just the beginning." Xie Zheng didn't say what to develop in the future, and even added, "Moreover, this bookstore may not be profitable for a year."

"..." Emperor Chengjia was not angry, "I think you are here for money!"

Xie Zheng looked innocent: "If the emperor thinks that way, the children will have no other way." A look of love and not giving.

It's just one thousand taels... Emperor Chengjia thought for a while, and immediately decided: "I can still afford a mere one thousand taels! I want to see what medicine you sell in the gourd!"

Thousand taels were paid smoothly. Xie Zheng arched his hands happily, "Xie Father Huang supports."

Emperor Chengjia looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "How much do you pay by yourself?"

"It's still unknown."

Emperor Chengjia: ...I always feel that I was cheated by this stinky boy.

"Don't you go to Luzhou and spend all your money? But I heard that you brought back several cars."

Xie Zheng didn't take it seriously: "They are just some local characteristics, and it doesn't cost a lot of money. Buying it back is just a little heartfelt."

Emperor Chengjia was not angry: "Since it's not expensive, why didn't you give me something to your mother and concubine? Aren't you afraid that she will come back and give you a penalty?"

Xie Zheng was silent for a moment, and said: "Parents are responsible, and they must be accepted. If the mother and concubine want to punish, it must be because the son has done something wrong."

The young Zhu Qingsong, who is pulling up, looks lonely.

Emperor Chengjia sighed: "Okay, let's make up for her when I have time."

"Yes."

***

An Fu, who was responsible for giving gifts, has returned and is waiting at the door with his head drooping.

As soon as Xie Zheng entered the door, he hadn't spoken yet. The servant knelt down with a "puff", knocked his head several times, and said in his mouth: "The servant is not doing well, please be punished by the master."

Xie Zheng frowned, stopped, and asked, "What did you do?"

An Fu touched his head on the ground, speaking with trepidation, and said quickly: "When the things we brought back were sent to the Qin Mansion, the elder asked a few words, but he refused to accept them and ordered the minions to bring them back."

Xie Zheng was at a loss: "...why come back?"

An Fu heard that he didn't mean to be angry, gave him a sneak peek, and cautiously said: "Old Master Qin said, it is difficult for your Highness to get out of the door. It's not so good."

Xie Zheng:...

He pinched his eyebrows.

He knew it well. No matter how he pleases, Concubine Shu will not change him... but others don't know.

These one or two...

He sighed secretly and said lightly: "Then pick a few and send it to Zhaochun Palace, and then divide the rest."

"Yes."

Tired of Xie Zheng went into the study, sat in the chair for a while, lifted the pen, and wrote on the ink that was finally more straightened——

[Movable type printing succeeded]

[Hey you——] Zhu Yuan who has practiced calligraphy is furious, just about to curse, take a closer look——

【Wow! Dog eggs, you really belong to you! 】This is another thing after the cement. [Cement has already been used for flood control, how do you plan to use this printing technique? 】

[Open bookstore. However, before that, the papermaking technique must be improved.]

Zhu Yuan, who was far away in Luzhou, almost jumped up: [Papermaking! ] Yes, papermaking! ! As long as the cost of paper is reduced, coupled with this movable type printing... [If it is really done, then, that, that is really a great achievement for the future! ! Gougan, how did your brain grow up? You can think of it! 】

Xie Zheng felt much better after being flattered by this guy who was stubborn all day long: [Thank you for your praise] After thinking about it, he said, [Movable type printing has a credit for you, someday you are willing to reveal your identity , My bookstore will give you half shares. 】

Zhu Yuan refused to accept: [Why is there only half of it? 】

[An elder cast a thousand taels of silver today, accounting for only 30%. 】

Well, other people only took 30% of one thousand and two, and she did a lot of half. [A big family~~~ One thousand taels! ] Zhu Yuan finished feeling emotional, and asked, [Didn’t you say that you brought a lot of specialty products back along the way? Remember to give this elder more! So generous, it must be pleased! 】

Xie Zheng:...

Unexpectedly, Zhu Tingzhou was such a greedy person.

[This elder is rich and does not need gifts. 】This world belongs to his father, where is it necessary to give it--

[What are you talking about? Who stipulates that if you have money, you don't have to accept gifts? 】

Xie Zheng's hand holding the pen stopped in the air.

[Whoever receives the filial piety from younger generations is not happy, no matter where they are divided into net worth. According to you, those big families don't accept gifts. 】

Xie Zheng looked at the beating of the ink on the paper, and unexpectedly remembered that in the Yushufang just now, Emperor Chengjia seemed to say "I heard that you brought back a few carts of things from Luzhou"...

Something flashed through his mind.

[...Hey, maybe there are many people who think like you, then you have to seize the opportunity to give gifts quickly. Only the tall one among the short ones can show your sincerity if you have others' background. In case the old man becomes happy, can he immediately add a thousand taels? Just think about it...]

Xie Zheng couldn't hold back when he saw this place, threw down his pen, and strode out: "Anfu! Where is Anfu? Let him see me immediately!"

...

Yushufang.

Emperor Chengjia was approving the memorial, and suddenly there was a small movement outside.

He didn't look up: "Who is here?"

Standing at the door, Deqing hurriedly took a few steps forward and reported: "Your Majesty, it is Anfu by the Third Highness."

"Huh?" Emperor Chengjia looked up, "The third child? Didn't he just leave? What's the matter?"

"His Royal Highness asked An Fu to send some things over, saying that they were gadgets and souvenirs he bought on the way back to Beijing."

Emperor Chengjia was startled, then frowned, and asked, "Why did it come here suddenly?" I didn't see it before.

Deqing hesitated.

"Say."

"Yes. Anfu said, everything is not worth a lot of money, just to give you a taste and a fresh look."

It is worthless? Emperor Chengjia was not angry: "The valuables will not be given away... It seems that I bought them back for a thousand taels."

Deqing lowered his head and dared not say anything.

"Don't get it in, I'll take a look at what I have, and it's worth sending me like this!"

"……Yes."

***

Xie Zheng sighed lightly when he heard that all the items had been taken into the imperial study room.

【Thanks】

Zhu Yuan, who is still practicing calligraphy: [? ? ? ] Without a head and a head, this sentence suddenly appeared. Who knows what he is thanking for?

Xie Zheng didn't explain much, and changed his pen, then changed the subject and said: [It seems that you should prepare for the child test]

Zhu Yuan was stunned.

She thought of a very serious problem.

Tong Sheng has to take a test for a day... Is she looking for a day to pretend to take the test under the nose of a dog?

The problem is, she doesn't know the test questions, isn't she exposed in a blink of an eye?

She scratched her head, took up a pen and wrote: [Dogdan, have a discussion. 】

[But it’s okay to say]

[I have to take the exam in two days. When the day comes, you go out and play by yourself, don't disturb me! 】

Xie Zheng:...

As if perceiving the speechlessness in his heart, Zhu Yuan hurriedly added: [Otherwise, if you suddenly jump out, it will definitely affect my performance! 】

Xie Zheng hooks his lips: [The first subject of the child test is to paste sutras? Need me to help you? 】

[Help a fart] Zhu Yuan is not angry, [If I don’t write it down, can you know the topic? 】

Xie Zheng also considered this. He glanced at the brazier in his study and jokingly said: [You can repeat and inform]

[Big brother, it was an exam, and I didn’t even bring an extra sheet of paper. Where can I repeat it for you? 】It’s not at home, anyhow, I can burn paper on the side of the brazier.

Xie Zheng thought about it, and then asked: [When? 】

Zhu Yuan counted the days and replied: [After eight days]

[Successful, I will go out to find a shop by then] As soon as I plan to open a bookstore, these must be prepared.

Zhu Yuan let out a sigh of relief: [Good people have a safe life! 】

Xie Zheng, who was never a good person:...