Incubating The Black Dragon Clone, I Was Ying Zheng Sims

pocket money?

Hearing these three words, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up.

It sounds ridiculous.

As the ruler of Da Qin, the first emperor Ying Zheng.

If you really look into it carefully, there is really not much money that can be used for private use.

Usually, most of those things are paid from the treasury by the Shaofu through the approval of the internal history of Suzhi.

Each transaction will be as detailed as what was bought, how many pieces were sold, and how much was spent.

Most of them are clothes and meals.

It's not that he can't use it casually, but that all these various officials are in his eyes.

If you really dare to buy things indiscriminately, it is estimated that a lot of advice will be sent to the bedroom the next day.

And this pocket money... that is to buy what you want to buy.

Use it however you want!

"Cough cough... Although I don't value wealth and silk, it would be a beautiful thing if Tuo'er had a way to fill in more revenue for the treasury."

For Ying Zheng's final stubbornness, Zhao Tuo sees through but does not speak.

"Father, please see if you can advertise for Erchen. The extra profits from the shop will be divided equally between our father and son."

"Advertising? What does this mean?"

"It's just publicity. All you need to do is to praise Feng Xiang's bamboo slips when you go to court, and talk about the things in the shop from time to time."

"You are the vane of our Daqin, Jinkou Yuyan, as long as you open your mouth, the sales volume of shops in various places will definitely increase."

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"That's a good idea..."

"Yeah, besides, each of these products will bring a lot of revenue to the workers who make them. The more you buy, the more people who contribute to our chamber of commerce will earn more."

"It makes sense, this is feasible."

A successful smile appeared on Zhao Tuo's face.

can be seen.

With Ying Zheng's influence, as long as he mentions it like this, it is estimated that civil and military officials will go to shops to grab bamboo slips and incense ink and other high-end "office supplies".

Coupled with the store's own marketing tools.

At that time, it is really difficult not to make money.

What's more, the ethos of the capital Xianyang will also become the object of imitation by all counties.

At that time, the turnover of shops in various places will definitely increase by leaps and bounds.

"Tuo'er, how much more money do you expect this to make?" Ying Zheng asked, pretending to be nonchalant.

Zhao Tuo estimated.

"In the short term, profit growth has to have several million dollars. After all, Daqin is so big and there are so many officials."

"Millions of dollars!" Ying Zheng was overjoyed.

Although these millions of dollars are nothing to the national treasury.

But if it's just pocket money, it's really not a small number.

"Okay!" Ying Zheng didn't say a word, just opened the curtain of the car, Zhao Tuo didn't stop him.

"Feng Xiang, I really like the bamboo slips you used for your memorial today, but where did you buy them?"

"Forehead……"

Feng Quji, who was outside the car, was stunned.

what's the situation?

Wasn't this what His Majesty bought yesterday?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Feng Quji still edited the answer.

"Report to Your Majesty, it's the shop on Main Street."

"Well... Yes, yes, and your scraper is also very delicate, Feng Xiang, you have good taste."

"I am frightened, thank you Your Majesty for your praise."

Soon, the team began to whisper.

There were even many people who quietly moved to Feng Quji's side and asked about the bamboo slips and the scraper.

In the entire court, who wouldn't want to cater to Ying Zheng's preferences?

can be seen.

After the government affairs are finished today, after the hundred officials leave the palace, I am afraid that the shop will receive a large order.

certainly.

This is what most people are discussing.

There are also a small number of sharp-eyed people who have discovered some details.

"Master Meng, you just saw that the son is sitting next to His Majesty?" Feng Quji chatted with Meng Yi in a low voice.

"The old man is also about to say at this time, Feng Xiang, do you think Your Majesty is doing this with his intentions?"

"I don't dare to guess randomly, and I don't know how the eldest son will feel when he finds out."

"You said, does His Majesty want the son to follow him..."

"Shh! Lord Meng speak carefully!"

Feng Quji glanced around and confirmed that no one was paying attention to the two of them. Then he whispered: "Master Meng, this matter is about orthodoxy, so I can't make false statements."

Meng Yi pondered for a while, but still couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "I don't know if Master Feng, if His Majesty's decision is different from what Baiguan expected."

"It even contradicts the etiquette of the previous dynasty."

"Will you support Your Majesty?"

This time, Feng Quji fell silent.

Seeing that Feng Quji was silent, Meng Yi did not rush.

It was not until the team was about to enter Xianyang Palace that Feng Quji raised his head.

"Lord Meng, I'll be able to see the talent of your son."

"It is indeed the best choice in terms of intelligence, character, and insight."

"If Your Majesty really has this decision, then for the future of Da Qin, the old man is willing to leave the risk of infamy and support His Majesty and Young Master."

After getting Feng Quji's answer, Meng Yi smiled.

The idea of ​​the Right Prime Minister, why is it not his idea?

Now, it just depends on how His Majesty persuades the eldest son and all the officials in the court.

...

After returning to Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng returned to his bedroom to handle government affairs.

Baiguan also went to their respective workplaces to get busy with their own affairs.

Only Zhao Tuo was left alone.

"Master, are we going back to your house? Or are we going around?" Meng Yi asked with a smile beside Zhao Tuo.

"A bunch of workaholics, what's better, go out of the palace and go home!"

Zhao Tuo didn't even think about it, he walked directly towards the palace gate.

Long before the past life time traveled, I had roughly heard that all the officials in the DPRK and China were office workers.

If you leave the house in the morning, you will enter the palace gate, and if you leave the palace gate in the evening, you will enter the house.

Sometimes I have to work overtime.

If you say the wrong thing, you will be punished or even lose your head, which is even harder than modern times.

After leaving the palace with Meng Yi, Zhao Tuo went home directly.

Coincidentally, the food delivery person from the Chamber of Commerce also came over.

"Young master, today's fruits, vegetables and meat are here, I'll help you move it there." A strong bearded man enthusiastically unloaded the car.

Zhao Tuo didn't refuse this.

As he moved his beard, he said, "Young Master, Madam said just now that since you live outside to facilitate communication, I will take care of the Master's daily life."

"So Mrs., he made his own decision and selected some of the best and most trustworthy servants from the Nuanxiang Pavilions around the world."

Zhao Tuo had a headache after listening to it.

In the whole of Daqin, the only person he could not refuse was Ba Qingmo.

Ying Zheng's decision, he can still think of a way to go around.

But Ba Qing... Although he saved her life, he also gave her what she needed most.

But she has helped her a lot over the years.

"Okay, okay, let Mrs. Qing take it easy, and be careful to attract attention in the arena if you move too much."

"Here."

Beard unloaded the car, took the courtyard door and left.

Only Zhao Tuo and Meng Yi were left in the entire courtyard.

"Master, do you still have connections with the forces in the folk arena?"

"And the Warm Fragrance Pavilion..."

"I said Lao Meng." Zhao Tuo interrupted Meng Yi's guess.

"The reason why my chamber of commerce can do so much without the support of the court is that in addition to the brain and Madam Qing's manipulation, there must be some other reliance and means."

"These things have nothing to do with the court, so don't ask about it, it's too messy."

Zhao Tuo waved his hand and began to organize the ingredients to be used.

Meng Yi pondered for a while, and said again: "It is really useless to ask more about the matter of the rivers and lakes, but Nuanxiangge..."

"Young Master, if someone finds out that Yingyan has something to do with him, it will affect his prestige!"

"That's why I asked Madam Qing to be quiet."

"But Young Master... You are not short of things right now. You need this Yingyan song and dance to mention it to His Majesty. Why do you still keep this Nuanxiang Pavilion?"

"Well..." Zhao Tuo smiled mysteriously.

"secret."

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