Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

For the New Year's Day, there were only two people on duty at the household department, and one of them was Fang Xing's student.

There is not much to be on duty during the New Year, the main thing is to be ready to respond to Zhu Di's possible inquiries at any time.

There was a small pot on the stove, and Yao Ping stirred the hodgepodge inside. This was his lunch.

"Master Yao, there are a lot of snacks outside, why bother you?"

Yang San, the young official who accompanied him on duty, smelled the scent, and couldn't help coveting a little.

The pot is the leftovers from the Yao family during the Chinese New Year. Add cold rice and cook together. The taste is really good.

Yao Ping picked out a few slices of dark red pork belly, and when they were boiled, they would melt in the pot.

Yang San swallowed, and said in surprise: "Master Yao, this meaty method is really new! I have never seen it before."

Yao Ping licked his lips and said: "This is the delicacy taught by the teacher. Choose the pork belly and cook it, then spread some rice wine lees, and fry it in a frying pan until it becomes yellow-red. In addition, it is fried with salted vegetables, sliced ​​and covered. Salted vegetables, topped with soy sauce and sugar, steamed in a pot, turn over when you eat it, delicious!"

Yang San's saliva almost flowed out, he said with emotion: "Xing He Bo is really omnipotent! Even the food is so unique, it makes people coveted."

Yao Ping smiled and said, "This is leftovers at home, otherwise I can invite you to eat together."

After all, Yang San couldn't hold back his face, but just remembered what Yao Ping had just said, and was going to try it when he went home today.

"My lord, someone will pay the tax?"

At this time the porter came in and told.

Yang San said in amazement, "What kind of tax is paid for the Chinese New Year? And it shouldn't come to the Ministry of Households, right?"

Yao Ping also felt strange, so he asked, "Who is it?"

The concierge said bitterly, "My lord, it's Dingguo."

...

Standing outside the household department, Xu Jingchang was very calm, and the housekeeper was muttering that he shouldn't come, at least he shouldn't come in person.

Looking at those curious passers-by, Xu Jingchang said nonchalantly: "What do you know, this is the gesture Fang Xing said, it's not a big fan, can your majesty know?"

The housekeeper murmured, "Master Guo, at least Jin Yiwei and Dongchang will know."

At this time, Yao Ping and Yang San came out. After seeing the ceremony, Yao Ping saw the butler holding the treasure in his hand and asked, "Duke Dingguo, this is..."

Xu Jingchang raised his head and said: "My country's father bought a icing sugar for sale. This is not just because I am worried about the country. This is an advance tax. I will wait for the next month."

Yao Ping took the treasure and watched Xu Jingchang go away in a daze.

Yang San wondered: "Master Yao, this is weird! Except for Fuyanghou, who has paid taxes? Could it be that he drank too much today?"

Yao Ping thought about what Xu Jingchang had just said, his eyes turned, and he ordered: "You go to Master Shangshu's house and let me know that this official will make an account and wait for a year to deal with it."

After Yang San went, Yao Ping stood at the door of the household for a long time. The treasure in his hand was blown in a mess by the wind, making the concierge wonder.

Do you want this to be widely known? How about I fulfill you!

...

After Zhu Di heard about it, he just hummed and didn't express his opinion.

So the news began to spread smoothly.

"It's not quiet during the New Year!"

Zhu Gaochi was very entangled. He looked at the children and women sitting below, and said softly: "He is doing this for the father and the emperor, so don't care."

Liang Zhong nodded, then went out to explain.

Zhu Gaochi was entangled with business tax, because someone wrote a letter saying that Xinghe Bofang was awake in bewitching the king and fighting for profit with the people. During this period, the speech was fierce, and it meant that the eclipse was to be eliminated.

The people around Zhu Gaochi had mixed praises and criticisms about this. He knew that most of the officials who secretly did business at home were opposed to this.

"Why is it not quiet!"

The eyes of the women below turned, and various emotions were conveyed in their eyes.

...

As a grandson, Zhu Zhanji didn't do much during the Chinese New Year, so after eating the ‘reunion dinner’, he left, and a bunch of complicated eyes were seeing off behind him.

"Go to Fangjiazhuang."

Zhu Zhanji arrived at Fang's house dullly all the way. After entering the inner courtyard, he escaped the hidden weapon issued by Tudou, and then he woke up in the study.

"Are you angry?"

Fang Xing threw a few candied hawthorn to him.

Zhu Zhanji ate silently, and then asked after eating, "Brother Dehua, the glass must have been produced early, right?"

"Yes, mass production will be possible in the middle of last year."

Fang Xing said the truth frankly, which was different from the truth in the memorial.

Zhu Zhanji was shocked. He thought Fang Xing would not admit it, but...

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Do you think I am the one who waits for deep thoughts?"

Zhu Zhanji said with some embarrassment: "Brother Dehua, the glass is something you made, so the younger brother shouldn't put his beak."

Fang Xing sighed: "You have to know how great the benefits are in the glass. I hold it like a hot potato. I throw it away, reluctantly, not to lose it. What's more, I don't dare to be rich in the enemy's country!"

Zhu Zhanji said in surprise: "Is there so much money?"

Fang Xing smiled bitterly: "It's very profitable, not ordinary. Let me make an analogy. This thing is similar to a cornucopia."

Zhu Zhanji didn't know the specific production process. He always thought that the cost was very high.

"How much does that cost?"

Zhu Zhanji knew how horrible the price of glass would be~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He counted with his fingers, looked up for a long while and said: "Brother Dehua..."

"Scared to death, right?"

Fang Xing smiled. How much does the glass cost? Those rich people don't want to replace the windows with glass? There are also mirrors. Once they are listed on a large scale, the speed of the money will make Xia Yuanji go crazy.

"Brother Dehua..."

Zhu Zhanji swallowed hardly and said, "Neither you nor I can decide on this matter. Grandpa Emperor must deal with it."

"Of course, I don't dare to sell it privately!"

Fang Xing was so sober, even if you are a later generation, if you have a net worth of hundreds of billions, trillions of dollars, your eyes can focus you into black charcoal.

What's more, at this time, the synonym for a wealthy country is almost a rebellion.

"Money! There will be a lot of money!"

Daming, don't think the people are poor, but there are a lot of rich people, and the number of those rich people is even more jaw-dropping.

Zhu Zhanji said eagerly: "Brother Dehua, it's best to have a few honors on this matter, otherwise it will be too eye-catching."

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows: "What's the difference between this and giving them money? Don't even think about it! I know what you're worried about. I'm going to hand over this business to the Ministry of Households. Old Xia will never sell the production method. Whoever wants it has to step on his corpse!"

"I only need 10%, and I won't keep this one. I will use all of it for the distribution of textbooks, and try to make it cheaper so that the underachievers can also learn."

Zhu Zhanji said moved: "Brother Dehua, you..."

Brother, I'm not short of money! Want more money is a means!

Fang Xing said sternly: "My family and the country are in the world, but what I hope more is the unity of my family and the country, and the glory and shame of my family and the country. This is the Daming in my heart!"

"Family and country, common prosperity and disgrace... Bring wine!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyebrows were full of excitement, and he shouted at the knife at the door.