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To be honest, if Zhao Hanzhang hadn't owned the paper mill himself and the cost had dropped a lot, he wouldn't have been able to do these things, because the consumption of paper alone could drag down the finances.

Oh, by the way, the imperial court owed her a lot of money for this. The paper mill could only recover 30% of the money from its current transactions with the imperial court.

Zhao Hanzhang took a pen to calculate the accounts, adding, subtracting, and was a little undecided, so he came to Ji Yuan and asked, "Mr. Ji, how much profit should I get from the newly opened paper mill and bookstore?"

Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment and then said: "The girl wants to take a share of the profits, isn't it for the yamen in various places?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "I won't give it."

She leaned back and said, "I won't show it now because I can't get the money back, but as long as this difficult period passes, papermaking and bookstores will definitely be the two most profitable industries, even more profitable than Liulifang."

Now, because of the need to support the construction of yamen and schools in various places, paper mills and bookstores only do business on a flat basis and only keep accounts. They only collect 20% to 40% of the accounts each time, just to maintain the operation of the workshops.

Only outward transactions are profitable.

But when the imperial court gets rich and trades again, of course the bookstores and paper mills can no longer trade evenly.

By then, every workshop will be profitable.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Do you know how many counties there are in the nine states that I hold now?"

Without waiting for Ji Yuan to answer, she said proudly: "There are ninety-nine counties. Even if one county only has one bookstore and one papermaking mill, there will be ninety-nine of them. Once they are profitable, they will be able to provide How much money do I make?”

I'm sorry, Ji Yuan doesn't quite understand, "But... in the future, the whole world will belong to girls, so why bother to divide the accounts?"

"That's different," Zhao Hanzhang said: "There is still a difference between mine and the court's."

"The public is public, the private is private. Now because the public has no money, I have to use private property to help the public, but it does not mean that I will always be like this." Zhao Hanzhang said: "If we don't separate, I will use the money privately and embezzle the national treasury in the future. What to do with the money?"

She taught Ji Yuan earnestly, "Sir, you have to guard against me."

Ji Yuan smiled and said: "I believe in girls. With their talents and virtues, girls will only use their private lives to benefit the public, and will not use the public to benefit their own private interests."

Zhao Hanzhang muttered: "But I don't really believe in myself."

She is still self-aware. Now she is frugal, but because if she uses more, someone outside may starve to death, so she can restrain herself very well.

One day, when the overall situation settles down, she may not be able to be so selfless, so it is better to make a clear distinction from the beginning.

"What do you think of me taking 30%?" She said, "The land belongs to each county, and each county's yamen is responsible for building the workshops. As for me, I am responsible for providing the technology and sending craftsmen to teach them. After deducting the cost every year, I divide How about 30% of the profit?”

Ji Yuan thought for a while and then asked: "Is it too much? Since the girl is determined to build bookstores and paper mills in each county, she wants to make some profits for each county's yamen and alleviate the financial crisis. In this case, why not be more generous? I just want to take 10% off."

He said: "One percent profit, as long as the bookstore and paper mill are there, the girl will always be profitable. Even if the dynasty is gone in the future, they will be there. This will be an endless benefit to future generations. One percent profit is enough. If it's more, I’m afraid there will be fights in the future.”

Zhao Hanzhang looked up at him: "One percent profit?"

Ji Yuan nodded seriously, "Yichengli!"

Zhao Hanzhang bit his lip and shook his head, "No, it's too little. I'm heartbroken. I still want 30% profit. I thought your husband would suggest that I get 50%."

Ji Yuan said gently: "This matter is not a small matter. After all, it involves so many states and counties. Why don't we bring it up to the court tomorrow and discuss it with everyone?"

Zhao Hanzhang frowned.

Ji Yuan said: "This is considered a state matter, and it is still a major state matter. How can we not discuss it?"

After thinking about it, Zhao Hanzhang agreed.

After returning home from get off work in the afternoon, Zhao Hanzhang went to the radio room with his hands behind his back and chatted with Fu Tinghan across thousands of mountains and rivers. "Mr. Ji is no longer my Mr. Ji, but a servant of the imperial court." He told the details of today's events. Said it in detail.

Fu Tinghan listened to the radio station, memorized the numbers, and then took a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" to translate. When the translation came out, he couldn't help but smile and wrote back to her with crooked eyebrows.

"If you want to do what you want in your position, you can make a counter-offer and get 20% back."

Zhao Hanzhang translated the numbers into words and couldn't help but hum, "Professor Fu really doesn't know how to do business. If he retreats to 20% so easily, he will definitely be suppressed to 10% in the end."

Zhao Hanzhang sighed and couldn't help scratching his face. It was her fault that she didn't change in time. She still regarded Mr. Ji as her dear aide, but he had changed his identity and became her beloved servant.

Thinking of what Ji Yuan said just now, it was obvious that he had begun to treat her as a monarch.

If this is the case, then their monarchs and ministers will not only be at peace with each other, but will also fight. For example, Ji Yuan will fight with her on behalf of the interests of the court and the people.

Alas, actually 10% is not impossible. The money goes into the private treasury and she cannot spend so much. In the end, she still has to subsidize it to the state treasury.

No, no, the subsidy can be subsidized, but the money must be in her hands, and the choice of the subsidy lies with her, instead of handing it over from the beginning. Well, you can't think about this, just think about her technology. How much benefit could have been gained?

Zhao Hanzhang made up his mind and told Fu Tinghan: "I have decided that I will insist on 30% in court tomorrow. I think my skills are worth 30%."

Fu Tinghan said: "What's the bottom line?"

Zhao Hanzhang replied with difficulty: "Twenty and a half percent."

Fu Tinghan couldn't help laughing. It was rare to see her so obsessed with money.

After thinking about it, he told her, "The salt fields in Qingzhou and Guangzhou have steadily produced salt. I will leave for Beijing in two days. This time I will bring a batch of salt back. In addition to the salt, there is also a picture. I have I visited the coasts of Gwangju and Cheongju and drew pictures. I have measured all the data you want, but I don’t know much about it and I can’t determine which area is suitable for building a sea-going pier.”

"But one thing I'm sure of is that it can be built in both states."

Zhao Hanzhang was excited when she saw the translated text. She asked, "How many guards are there to escort you back? Do you need me to send someone to take care of you?"

Fu Tinghan replied: "No, I will take back the thousand guards you gave me. Safety along the way should not be a problem."

He felt there was no problem, but Zhao Hanzhang was not very relieved.

Fu Tinghan's safety is no less than hers, and there are no fewer people in the world who want to kill him than her, because, in addition to his abilities, he is also her fiancé.

Zhao Hanzhang lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then gave Zhao Ju an order to send troops to respond.

Yanzhou is not far from Qingzhou. When Fu Tinghan leaves Qingzhou, the Zhao Jiajun in Yanzhou can pick him up and go to Luoyang.

Zhao Hanzhang: You didn’t expect that I still have this attribute, right?

Good night