Chapter 210: Ten thousand taels of silver divided into accounts, and the invention of "glasses"
"Sir, did you know earlier that she would choose to become an 'Imperial Merchant'?"
After walking out of the check-in room, secretary Qian Kerou turned her head and asked curiously.
Zhao Duan laughed and asked, "Why do you say that?"
The cute female official thought for a moment and said:
"I guess, I just don't think you are surprised at all."
Zhao Duan never denied it:
"People like Lin Susu will not be willing to leave their fate to luck."
Qian Kerou thought thoughtfully and blinked again: "Then why is her name written on the contract? She is not a businessman... Oh, my subordinate understands, it is to give her some protection. Just rely on it.”
Zhao Duan said nothing, looking at the lantern hanging in the yamen with his hands behind his hands.
Things like love are always unreliable.
No one knows what kind of attitude the businessman named Hu will have when he is released from prison after this incident and faces his wife who has been raped by Mr. Xiaoge.
Although Zhao Duan fulfilled the deal, the future of the couple has nothing to do with him.
But as the saying goes, sending Buddha to the West, adding a little bargaining chip to Mrs. Lin may save a desperate person who is seeking death.
"grown ups……"
The female secretary with a round face and big eyes, who was becoming more and more capable, suddenly pursed her lips and said:
"You are actually very soft-hearted, right?"
You are soft, your whole family is soft... Do you know that good people don't live long, and bad guys live for thousands of years... Zhao Duan glared and drove away.
Qian Kerou walked away with a smile, but the corners of her mouth raised.
No one really likes following a cold-blooded beast.
Zhao Duan shook his head with a helpless expression, yawned, and prepared to go home.
"I always feel as if I have forgotten something..."
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After nightfall, the Xu family.
Xu Hanlin paced anxiously. After he betrayed Xiaoge Lao yesterday, he followed Lihuatang's instructions and went home to wait for news.
An almost torturous day.
It wasn't until he heard that "Li Dang" had changed his position in the early morning meeting that he finally realized that the matter was settled.
During the day, Xu Mingyuan went to the imperial office to look for Zhao Duan, hoping to please him and receive a reward, and take the opportunity to join the imperial party.
After all, after this incident, he has become a twenty-five-year-old boy and is in desperate need of a big leg.
Unfortunately, I only got the news that "My lord has gone to the palace and has not returned yet."
"Dong dong dong..." The concierge suddenly came to report:
"Master, there is someone looking for you outside."
Xu Mingyuan was refreshed and beamed with joy. He secretly thought that the support of his new thigh had arrived. He hurried out of the house and saw a carriage stopping.
But the closer he got, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.
When he saw clearly the appearance of the people in the car in the darkness, he was shocked:
"Old...teacher..."
Chen Zhengru looked at him expressionlessly. In his hand was a piece of information about Xu Mingyuan's betrayal of relatives and friends that someone had given him.
"You're fine, really fine."
The Hanlin Academy scholar said calmly and threw the paper in his hand on him.
Xu Mingyuan took a look, only to feel that his vision went dark, and he felt dizzy. He realized that he had been betrayed by the man named Zhao, and fell to the ground slumped.
Erwuzi never ends well. He somehow realized it, but it was already too late.
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That night, news about the finalization of the imperial court's new policy spread throughout the capital.
For a time, countless onlookers heard the news and moved.
Not to mention how many spies hidden in the capital sent the news to the major state capitals as quickly as possible.
As the center of the Great Yu Dynasty, every disturbance here would affect countless people's hearts.
However, only a few people know that it is the notorious Zhao who really takes action to decide the situation.
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The capital city finally said goodbye to the hot weather and headed towards the early autumn.
Zhao Duan judged this from the slight chill in the morning air the next morning.
After Zhao Duan had dinner, he went to the Yamen to check in and learned that the New Deal had entered the advancement stage.
The bachelors of Xiuwen Museum are busy without touching the ground.
He shook his head, had no intention of helping, and rode straight to the Tianshi Mansion.
I haven't been here for several days, but the majesty of the Tianshi Mansion remains the same.
In the square building complex, the towering bell tower is extremely eye-catching.
Zhao Duan reported his identity, thinking that the Taoist boy guarding the gate would inform him.
Unexpectedly, this time the other party smiled and said:
"Shijun Zhao, please come with me. Senior Sister Jin Jian has told me that if I come, I will welcome you and sit down first, and then inform her."
Hey... Jin Jian's emotional intelligence has improved. She actually made arrangements in advance to show her favor to me?
Or... you know I will come?
Zhao Duan was greatly surprised.
Following the Taoist priest into the door, I saw from a distance that inside the Tianshi Mansion, there were buildings lined up one after another. The layout was very different from the Taoist temples in the old impression.
Different small building groups are dotted here and there with different shapes.
The guide explained:
In addition to being responsible for the general operations of the Tianshi Mansion, in charge of industrial shops, and the management of some spiritual fields and treasures, this part is complicated by full-time priests.
There are six main buildings in the Tianshi Mansion, and they are named by six disciples of the old Tianshi respectively... They are only in name, and they hardly do anything.
Zhao Duan sat in a guest room for a while.
outside the door.
The young priest, who was petite, had pale complexion, delicate face, and divergent eyes, appeared expressionless.
On the golden slip, the priest's robe embroidered with gold thread remains unchanged for thousands of years.
At this time, his little expression was slightly wary:
"The scroll is not for you. Is there anything else? I'm very busy."
You're busy sleeping, right... Zhao Duan complained, half-smiling but not smiling: "Priests and nobles often forget things. I'm here today to get dividends from the ice business."
Sure enough, he came to ask for money!
When Jin Jian heard this, his little hands hanging in his sleeves clenched suddenly, his body tensed, his eyes diverged, and he looked around:
"The weather is really nice today, hahaha."
Damn it... This girl won't be like Lao Wang, she also has to have sex for free... Zhao Duan said with a serious face:
"Don't change the subject. You don't want the news of Tianshi Mansion's deception to be revealed to Zhang Tianshi."
Seeing that pretending to be stupid had no effect, Jin Jian sighed dejectedly.
Reluctantly, he used his two small hands to turn over the Tai Chi fish-shaped purse on his waist:
"Here you go, here you go... I've already prepared everything, but the accounts haven't been fully settled yet, and there's still some money that hasn't been recovered. If you want it now, you can only take part of it that's already been recorded..."
Zhao Duan then smiled broadly and rubbed his hands in anticipation.
When it comes to talking about money, the girl priest has a "human touch". Unlike before, she acts like a wandering ghost.
The first thing he pulled out from the golden slip was not silver, but a small account book written by a hand. He said in a straight and clear manner: "Look at the account first... You only gave out the formula, and the money spent on manufacturing and selling it was all ours first." The advance payment, so it needs to be deducted, is the profit... and the taxes that have to be paid to the court... If you ask me to help you, there is a fee, and there are also scrolls for you..."
The girl was counting her fingers with her fingers, as if she were a miser.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet, closed his eyes, and reluctantly handed it to him:
"This is yours, more than ten thousand taels..."
It seems that if you can't see it, you won't feel heartache.
Zhao Duan reached out to pick it up and pulled it.
Didn't pull.
"...let go."
"profound."
Still didn't move.
"Let go! Otherwise I will tell you Master..." "..."
When he finally got a thick stack of banknotes in his hand, Zhao Duan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
One ice-making formula, in about one month, can actually be as high as 10,000 taels. This kind of money-making speed is enough to make people jaw-dropping.
Of course, if you think about it carefully, it’s not surprising.
With the ability of Tianshi Mansion, for more than a month, it was not only sold in the capital?
In fact, after realizing the gold-making ability of this thing.
The Tianshi Mansion pressed forward heavily, and the surrounding areas were also fully expanded.
This was because the formula was too simple, and the massive purchase of saltpeter could not be concealed. Later, there were already many competing imitators on the market.
leading to price wars.
Otherwise, the profits would be even higher.
One month, a large villa in the capital... Zhao Duan's smile spread, thinking that he had the money to buy a house.
However, Jin Jian felt extremely painful. After handing out the banknote, he staggered, his little hands grasped, and finally he covered his chest in pain.
I'm so distressed that I can't breathe.
At first, Zhao Duan offered eight thousand taels to buy out the formula, but she didn't agree.
As a result, now, only the first batch of accounts has been divided, and only 10,000 has been distributed, and this is after deducting a lot of miscellaneous things.
"What's wrong with the priest?" Zhao Duan pretended to be concerned.
"...No, there are already imitations of this formula. I'm afraid that we won't be able to sell as many copies in the coming year. My senior brother said that we can resell the formula a few times before it spreads, and we can still make a fortune. What do you mean? ”
Jin Jian turned his head away and said painfully.
Tsk... is the patent authorized... a very wise judgment... Zhao Duan smiled:
"It all depends on the priest."
Well, in this case, I can get at least another ten or twenty thousand in the future... As I said, you can make a lot of money without corruption...
Jin Jian didn't want to see him, so she waved and left.
Zhao Duan suddenly said curiously:
"I would like to ask, why are the priest's eyes so strange?"
He had always been curious about what was going on with Jin Jian's eyes.
"...I see too many stars at night, that's why I can't see clearly." Jin Jian explained weakly.
"Do practitioners also behave like this? I mean, their eyes are damaged." Zhao Duan had a strange expression.
He thought that a panacea or something would be able to solve it.
Jin Jian said dejectedly: "My cultivation is not enough... As for elixirs, there are not many that can cure this."
Zhao Duan hesitated for a moment and suddenly said:
"I know there is something that may be helpful. Well, it probably looks like this..."
Seeing that there was paper and pen in the room, he took it and drew a simple diagram and the general principles. He handed it over and said: "You can find a craftsman and try to make one. Of course, it may not work. "
He suspected that the girl in front of him had a little astigmatism...
Jin Jian held up the drawings blankly.
Looking at the two big words "Glasses" and the strange perspective pattern above, I gave him a strange look and asked cautiously: "This...how much do you want to sell it for?"
Zhao Duan picked up the banknote and smiled warmly: "This is for you, it's free."
Beat a stick and give a sweet date... Although opticians are a big industry, he only understands the general principles and has no finished product drawings and no skills...
Moreover, although there are crystals in this world, they are expensive and not everyone can afford them...
Watching Zhao Duan leave, Jin Jian held the drawings and tilted his head, a little distracted.
Suddenly I felt that my heart no longer hurt.
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Deep inside the Tianshi Mansion.
In that single-family building, on a clear day, a huge banyan tree stretched out its branches and provided a shade.
Tall, wearing a black robe, with narrow eyes and a gentle expression, the old Heavenly Master was lying on a bamboo chair and was reading a letter.
In the courtyard, there is a crane with a small bundle hanging on its neck, drinking water gracefully.
"Eh? Crane."
The translucent gold slip passed through the courtyard gate and appeared in form. He looked at the crane and was surprised:
"Is someone sending a letter to Master?"
Zhang Yan raised his head, smiled, and handed the letter to her:
"Yes."
Jin Jian used magic to correct his gaze and focus it, and said in surprise: "It's a letter from Fourth Senior Brother."
The fourth senior brother is a Zhudian boy from the previous generation. Now he is traveling and is a bad gambler.
The god he majors in involves luck, and he has a signature object in his hand called the "luck dice".
Every time you throw it out, you will be randomly given a period of time to modify your own luck. When you are lucky, everything will go smoothly. It can be called the child of luck experience card, and the magic weapons of opportunity will automatically gather.
When you have bad luck, you will have bad luck one after another, and you will be called a lone star of evil, and everyone will avoid it.
"Why did Fourth Senior Brother suddenly come back with a letter?" Jin Jian was curious.
Zhang Yan sighed and said quietly: "He has been shaken up by seventy-seven forty-nine days of bad luck. He is worried about dying outside, so he asks his teacher for help."
Jin Jian looked worried:
"Then Master, do you want to use heaven's means to fight for him?"
Zhang Yan said "Oh" and said:
"I don't have this disciple to be my master."
"..."
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Beijing, outside the west gate.
On the official road, a convoy of merchants went straight forward.
In the motorcade, on a carriage, the curtain was lifted, revealing a young man who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, as fat as a pig, with acne marks on his face and a shiny face.
Then he would point to the tall city gate in front and shout excitedly: "The capital is here, the capital is here, hurry up! Come on, hurry up and hurry up the car in front! I want to go into the city to rest. Stay in a good hotel and eat the best meat! Why are you so slow?”
The young man shouted loudly and urged, and many outsiders who came into the city looked at him sideways.
inside the carriage.
A middle-aged woman who was well-dressed and gloomy due to the long journey was given a headache by the noise, but she did not stop her.
He just turned his head, curled up his thin lips, looked at the middle-aged man in the car, and complained:
"This journey has come to an end. Didn't you send a letter to your niece in advance? Why didn't anyone come out to pick her up? Let us go into the city by ourselves?"
Born in a branch of the You family in Xiping Road, the current head of the clan is also the middle-aged man named "Second Uncle" in Eugene's mouth. He has a well-proportioned figure, a beard, a rich face, and a steady gaze.
He frowned and said: "Today is different from the past. My niece is now married into the Zhao family and has someone to rely on.
I heard that the man named Zhao Duan was favored by the saint... Nowadays, the mother is more valuable than the son, but I don't know whether to recognize me, the second uncle, and you, the aunt. "
The woman raised her eyebrows and said displeasedly:
"Why is a mother worth more than her son? He's just a stepson, and he's also a pretty boy..."
"Shut up."
The middle-aged man suddenly spoke, scolded his wife, and pulled back his youngest son.
Looking to the side, another carriage was coming from behind, gradually keeping pace with each other.
To be more precise, I looked into the car and saw the man I met by chance on the road and had a pleasant conversation with him.
A man who claims to be from a powerful family, and who is visiting friends in Beijing this time, has an extraordinary bearing and a majestic demeanor.
He smiled and said, "The dog is naughty and makes the young master laugh."
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ps: I’m in a bad state today, so this is the update, just in time to sort out the follow-up plot.
(End of chapter)