Zhuwu: I have many sons and many blessings, and I shocked the first emperor

“All ready?”

“All ready!”

Lin Yuan asked people to prepare a beautifully wrapped, neatly cut stack of rice paper.

Let Zhang He eat soy milk and fritters together, and then pack a few portions, before ordering people to go on the road without being fast or slow.

Coming to the Jixia Academy Palace, Zhang He was like a country man with little knowledge, I don’t know if he was exaggerated by the atmosphere, and even a little cramped and uneasy…

Lin Yuan shook his head as he saw it.

“Come with me!”

Lin Yuan took him to see Xun Yuan.

Compared with the existing edible salt, the refined salt made by the Lin family can throw it eight hundred streets!

Why can’t Lam’s Restaurant be copied?

It’s because its replication barriers are high and high!

Refined salt is one of those barriers!

This alone can keep the vast majority of people out.

“Give!”

Lin Yuan handed the soy milk and fritters to Xun Cheng and his three apprentices.

Soy milk is bottled in glass, and you can drink it by pulling off the stopper.

The fritters are wrapped in white paper and can be eaten when opened, which is very convenient.

“What is it?” Xun asked.

“Soy milk!”

“You actually save food in glass bottles!”

At this time, glass had appeared, but it was not popularized, and the cost was extremely expensive.

Rich people are offered like gems, and no one dares to be as extravagant as Lin Yuan.

“Do you like it? Sent to you! Lin Yuan said casually.

He does not recycle rags!

Xun Situation: ……

He suddenly found that there was no way to communicate well with the local tyrants.

Tired heart!

Never mind!

Anyway, the Lin family is rich.

I accepted these glass bottles.

“What is this?”

“Churros!”

“What about this?”

“White paper!”

Xun Cheng couldn’t help but frown.

I haven’t heard of it.

“Shhhh

What kind of business does the Lin family do?

On the other side, Han Fei, Li Si and Zhang Cang also looked confused.

Xun didn’t know, and they obviously couldn’t know.

In fact, they don’t even know what soy milk is.

At this time, Xun Cheng and the others did not know that the white paper had other functions.

Lin Yuan didn’t say anything, just talked about opening a money bank.

Confucianism pays attention to the six arts of gentlemen: rites, music, shooting, royalty, writing, and counting!

Lin Yuan opened a money bank, and a large number of such talents were needed.

Not only did he beat his ideas to Confucianism, but he also coveted the Xia Xuegong.

He even hopes to use nine years of compulsory mathematics education in exchange for the student dogs of the Jixia School Palace to help him work in the bank.

Unfortunately, readers are dignified.

Xun Cheng would rather be aggrieved by the Confucian disciples and let them help Lin Yuan, a cheap uncle, than fall for the prestige of the Jixia Academy Palace!

Lin Yuan was not embarrassed, and then asked Zhang He to send five parts of refined salt and give a detailed explanation.

One was given to Xun Chuang, one was sent to the cheap senior brother who was far away in the Little Sage Zhuang, and three copies were given to Han Fei, Li Si, and Zhang Cang.

The same refined salt, but the grade is different.

The one given to Xun Cheng and the cheap senior brother was undoubtedly the highest level.

The ones given to Han Fei, Li Si and Zhang Cang were secondary.

Nevertheless, it is also a unique treasure on the face of death.

“This is salt?”

Looking at the snow-white, fine-grained, uniformly sized, crystal-clear refined salt that glowed like a gem, Xun was shocked again.

“You did?”

“My men did it!”

Xun Cheng tasted a little, and found that there was only pure saltiness, no other messy bad or even disgusting taste, he could even taste a little fragrance…

“This thing is unaffordable for ordinary people, I only plan to make a special offering!”

“You’re not going to spread it?” Xun Cheng was puzzled in his heart.

“There is a version to be popularized!”

Syllable!

Syllable!

Lin Yuan clapped his hands, and Zhang He presented a bag of salt again.

This is a package of salt of different thicknesses, but it is still a rare fine salt that is removed from all odors and harmful substances and put on the market.

“How much are you going to sell it for?”

“A little higher than the current market price!”

“Don’t worry, it’s really a little higher!”

Xun Cheng tasted it, feeling that the gap with the refined salt sent to him was not very big, and he was relieved in his heart.

He had just recognized Lin Yuan as his junior disciple.

If Lin Yuan raised the price of salt to death, it would be a pit.

“Every time I see this guy, I kill eight times in my heart!”

Xun Yuan cursed in his heart, really afraid that Lin Yuan would make something scary.

Before he could react, Lin Yuan had already tried to see the dagger and sacrifice the big killing weapon rice paper!

“What is it?”

“Rice paper!”

“What’s the use?”

“Bring the pen!”

Zhang He immediately handed over the props that had been prepared long ago.

Lin Yuan picked up the pen and wrote in the shocked eyes of everyone: If it is not indifferent, it is not clear, and it is not quiet and far-reaching!

Xun took a closer look: I’ll go, this cheap junior brother export chapter, quite talented!

Lin Yuan picked it up and blew it twice, giving it to Han Fei.

Jinhan is already dying, and he has met the first emperor who opened the world, whether he can be saved or not, you should concentrate on the theoretical research of legalists!

Xun Yuan accepted the apprentice on behalf of the master, and Lin Yuan became his uncle, so he had to give some gifts.

Lin Yuan thought about it, sending nothing to save his life, so he sent a famous quote from an ancient prime minister.

“Thank you, Uncle Junior!”

Han Fei silently looked at the famous sayings and aphorisms, and gradually fell into deep thought.

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