Back to Ancient Times to Make Pen Pals

Who is Xie Zheng? That's the cold prince who is frightening years later.

Even if he has not yet reached the power of the year, as a prince, except for his father and princess, who would dare to show him shame?

Now that Xie Zheng has been reprimanded and rejected, Xie Zheng feels very complicated.

But the opposite is a little girl...

Don't have to worry about a little girl. Xie Zheng comforted himself like this.

But the little **** the opposite side didn't stop: [It's not that I said, these are things you should consider, now I am a woman here worrying about the country and the people, you are still talking about it, ha ha. 】

The sarcasm came to the surface, especially the last two characters.

Xie Zheng's forehead jumped: [Tian Shui is the foundation of the country. With a single move, you can pull the whole body. Can you replace these trifling tricks? 】The little girl is so courageous and fat, she really dared to give pointers to the court orders...

[Taking the land tax as the foundation of the country, then is this a bit too fragile at all? If the sky is changed, the famine will occur, and then the tax cannot be collected. If it is not good, it will be changed.] Zhu Yuan suddenly remembered that the opposite was still unknown The official, slammed the brakes.

Xie Zheng, who hadn't missed a word, was already cold: [Nonsense, who taught you these fallacies? If his father Zhu Xiuqi taught, then the county magistrate's talents would not be so impressive.

Zhu Yuan sneered: [Have you not studied history? History tells me~] Which dynasty change was not caused by natural disasters and man-made disasters? Natural disasters accounted for more than 30%.

Not to mention the history she learned before, the history in this strange world is almost the same.

Xie Zheng's forehead jumped: [Since ancient times, Tianliang has been the foundation of the country——]

[Look, you also know that farmland is the foundation of the country, not a farm tax. The common people have to pay heavy taxes for a year of hard work, and they can't live anymore. Who will pay back the seed to the court in the next year? This tax burden is not reduced——]

Put it lightly. Xie Zheng smiled: [The land tax is reduced, where does the official salary come from, and the soldier's salary comes from, how does the court run? Without the imperial court, how can the people be stable? 】

[The land tax is not enough to collect from other places, the scholars, farmers, industry, and commerce, how can farmers toss? ] Zhu Yuan is very angry, [No matter how bad it is, the stalls are in the acres, those rich and gentry landlords occupy so much land in vain, don't they need to pay taxes? 】

Xie Zheng was about to refute, a word that was slowly disappearing suddenly came into view. He frowned and asked: [What's the answer to Tan Ding Lu Mu? 】

......Oh Huo, I accidentally pulled out the Yongzheng boss's policy. Zhu Yuan scratched his head. This is Dayan, should there be a figure of Yongzheng tycoon? Isn't it okay to take it out?

Regardless, if this dog egg can really be done, it can be regarded as a benefit to the people.

Thinking about it this way, Zhu Yuan had no scruples and splashed ink to list out the specific measures and possible consequences that would result.

Xie Zheng: ...Is this also what Zhu Xiuqi taught? This this……

[You see, this policy is to offend the rich and powerful landlords, can you do it? The emperor may not be able to do it... Oh, it’s wrong,] Zhu Yuan wakes up, [Then how can I cut taxes? Got it, it's a waste of work! 】

Xie Zheng:...

[Sigh... It seems that we can only start with a small amount of money to encourage business and invention, and then we can do agriculture when taxes come up. 】

Xie Zheng:...

This girl is afraid that she is not short-sighted.

Then again, is this really something a ten-year-old girl can come up with?

Recalling what Peppa Shicai wrote again, Xie Zheng began to doubt his inference.

Zhu Yuan didn't pay attention to him any more, and he worked hard to write a book. In half an afternoon, he wrote a stack of reward and punishment systems and county development plans, and then happily took it to Zhu Xiuqi.

The reward and punishment system is enough. Zhu Xiuqi has heard about it a long time ago, and the county development plan behind it really surprised him.

Naturally, Zhu Yuan is all sorts of fools, what books he read in the old house, what he heard from guests talking in the capital, and he didn't know what Zhu Xiuqi thought, but he just got mixed up.

Whether and how to do it next is not her concern.

She will continue to toss her lipstick business.

The carpenters in the mansion have already dumped the red pipes and molds. I don’t know what these craftsmen did. The polished wooden pipes and wooden molds are smooth and clear. Modernity is a noble and elegant minimalist.

After Zhu Yuan confirmed that there was nothing wrong, he handed him a logo design draft and let it be carved to the bottom of the tube. This design draft was drawn by Zhang Jingshu, who is good at painting.

After discussing with Zhang Jingshu, Zhu Yuan finally chose "Magnolia" as the brand name. As for the slogan... The two elders felt that Zhu Yuan's original writing was too explicit, and she had to think about it again. .

Everything is ready, the next step is to make lipstick.

The ingredients are ready, almond oil, beeswax, safflower.

Zhu Yuan led a few maids and began to pour, pound the safflower juice to boil the color, melt the beeswax in water, add almond oil and safflower juice, stir and pour it into the oiled mold, wait until the lipstick is condensed before putting it carefully Red tube.

This simple version of lipstick is ready.

Zhang Jingshu felt too rough at first, but when Zhuyuan pulled off the wooden cover and unscrewed the bright red lipstick, she was surprised.

Red sleeves brought the bronze mirror wittily.

Zhang Jingshu paused, and took the lipstick that Zhu Yuan handed over. Under the curious eyes of a few people, facing the bronze mirror, he carefully wiped it on his lips.

Xu is a woman's talent for beauty products, and Zhang Jingshu puts on her lip makeup in twos or twos.

Yin Huan stared at her applying makeup, and hurriedly asked: "How? How do you feel?"

Zhang Jingshu pursed her lips, looked into the bronze mirror, turned her head, and smiled: "It's very moist and the color is good."

Yin Huan stared at her lips and nodded repeatedly: "It looks good, it looks gentle and gentle."

Zhang Jingshu made no out of her mouth and motioned to her: "Try it too."

"Eh."

Zhu Yuan handed over a tube of lipstick and explained: "Because they are made in batches, the color numbers are the same. I specially adjusted this color. It is a little reddish color. Basically, I don't pick the skin. Nobody can use it. "

The silver ring is also put on makeup, and after that I can't put it down to play with the lipstick: "This is really light and convenient, and there is no need to bring many tools."

Zhu Yuan smiled and said, "I will ask someone to make some small bronze mirrors when I look back, buy lipsticks and get small bronze mirrors, and I can put on makeup wherever I go, and I will look beautiful anytime."

Zhang Jingshu nodded: "Yes." He raised the lipstick tube and examined it carefully, and then asked, "How much do you plan to sell for this tube? Where is the store? Did you miss this item in your plan?"

Zhu Yuan scratched his head: "I have no plans to open a shop, I want to do high-end customization."

Zhang Jingshu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Yuan explained the high-end customization model of modern studios.

Zhang Jingshu listened, pondered for a moment, and shook her head: "It's not good." Before Zhu Yuan could speak, she reminded, "We are from the county magistrate, what kind of private order you are tossing about, it's hard to collect money for my mother, everything will change. It’s a gift."

"Huh?" Zhu Yuan was dumbfounded.

"You still have to have a shop. It doesn't matter if the shop is smaller or the shop is not. The officials and wives who came back are rich and wealthy, and they don’t have a few wealthy relatives. Open a shop, and then..." Zhang Jingshu gave a lift. The lipstick tube in his hand, "Make it beautiful, isn't this money easy to earn?"

Zhu Yuan suddenly. Yes. She has forgotten that this is a society of personal affection, always thinking about saving shop rent, but she didn't expect her mother's face and affection...

"I see, I'll go to the shop." I need to adjust a few more colors, and then find a carpenter to beautify the lipstick tube~

***

Zhu Yuan is busy here, and Xie Zheng is not idle.

He was thinking about the difference between the income tax and the current resident tax. The more he thought about it, the more he found it feasible. But there are still some doubts.

But at that time, Zhu Yuan was already busy hitting the back of his head, and was too lazy to care about him. He kept guarding for a few days, but he could only get perfunctory words such as "Hmm, oh oh, come back to talk" and so on.

I don’t know if it is depressed that I am a human being for two generations, but still looking for a little girl to ask for advice, or is depressed that the little girl doesn’t put him in the slightest, and loves to ignore it...

Holding his breath, he simply went directly to Emperor Chengjia. The two father and son closed the door and chatted all morning. When they came out, he was given the post of 9-grade household inspection school.

Although the title is low, the people in the household are still facing the enemy.

Xie Zheng also asked for the old year's tax books on the first day as they thought.

Several younger people broke out in cold sweats on the spot.

Seeing that Hubu Shangshu was about to stand up and speak, Xie Zheng glanced at him and said lightly: "I just do some homework and give me the tax books for the first year of Chengjia. No need for recent years."

The implication is not to check their background.

They were all old fried dough sticks, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when these words came out.

Although he didn't know what the prince was doing, he didn't come to check them, the Household Department Shangshu naturally opened the door to convenience, and thoughtfully assigned him an unsuccessful deputy envoy who was good at arithmetic to assist him in accounting.

If so, Xie Zheng started running in the bookstore, suburbs, and Hubu.

The two are busy, so the chance of meeting is naturally greatly reduced.

The days passed like flowing water.

Zhu Yuan's lipstick shop hasn't been ready yet, and Qin He's first batch of cement is out.

The capital has not yet reacted, the first concrete road of the Dayan Dynasty has begun construction.

According to reports, this cement road is to open up the capital and Zhangkou Town, and this is only the first section, and it will be paved all the way to Suzhou and Hangzhou in the future.

What is even more strange is that this cement road is not directly paved on the original dirt road, but a new one is opened along the side of the dirt road.

The two parallels are inexplicable.

And this cement road is also weird. First use the huge rolling stone to smooth the road, then mix the cement powder into sand, gravel and water, mix and mix, spread it to the ground and level it, after a day or two, it was originally wet and soft. Huhu's ground becomes hard as stone.

It is said that the **** for flood control in Luzhou is also built with this material.

Because the cement is light, the truck can pull the donkey, and it can pull hundreds of kilograms a day, and the sand and gravel are cheap, and they can be transported by digging anywhere. The mixing and laying are simple and convenient, and the drying speed is also fast, but within a few days, a long cement road has been added outside the city.

Gray and tidy, it won't be dusty when you walk on it, and the road will be rustling, which is the same as the dirt road on weekdays.

It was so miraculous, and naturally attracted many people to look around. Even Chengjia Emperor couldn't help but ran out, ran on a horse for a while, and then came back and said straightforwardly.

This series of movements calmed down, and everyone felt that the Qin family was about to get up. Thinking that the concrete recipe was vacated by the third prince Xie Zheng, the gaze looking at him became a little complicated.

Every family who was waiting to marry a girl began to move around.

Before everyone started to act, the section from the capital to Zhangkou was completely completed.

Then, everyone watched the Qin family plant thorns on both sides of the road, set up a sentry box at the entrance, and hung a big wooden sign after the sentry box.

Letter: toll station

The bright red is huge and eye-catching.

There is also a table attached below, detailing the charging standards for various frames and loads.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Is there a fee for the pedestrian boulevard? How is this different from blocking a road?

Well, all these people's eyes on the Qin family and Xie Zheng have changed, especially Xie Zheng-the Qin family is closely related to him, and he has made the cement recipe. There must be his shadow in this looting measure.

The three princes are eating, where is the emperor's appearance, it is clear that the bandits entered the Phoenix den!

Those who were waiting to marry girls suddenly shrank. That's all, let's look at it again.

Xie Zheng didn't know how people in the capital saw him.

The construction of the cement road made him very happy, and he happened to meet Peppa on the line again, thinking that this cement recipe had her contribution, he reportedly happy by the way: [The cement road has been repaired for a section, and it is ready to start listing fees. You are half profit]

Zhu Yuan, who was far away in Wuxian County, blinked and happily accepted: [Count you have a conscience] As for how to give her this "aunt", she doesn't need to worry about it. If this guy is sincere, he can naturally think of a way.

Xie Zheng raised his eyebrows, and asked jokingly: [You have more ingenuity, but what are the brilliant slogans? ] He still remembers being surprised by this girl's slogan.

Zhu Yuan turned her eyes and asked: [Have thorns planted on both sides? ] This is what they discussed earlier.

【Planted】

Zhu Yuan chuckles: [This road is driven by me, and this tree is planted by me. I have to pass by and leave to buy road money]

Xie Zheng:...

He was thinking of advertising slogans with this girl because of his brain twitching.