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During the Chinese New Year, there were only two people on duty in the Household Department, one of whom was Fang Xing¡¯s student.
There isn¡¯t much to do on duty during the Chinese 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 was stirring the hodgepodge inside. This was his lunch.
"Mr. Yao, there are a lot of snacks outside, why do you have to go to so much trouble?"
Yang San, the junior official accompanying him on duty, smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but salivate.
In the pot are the leftovers from the Yao family¡¯s Chinese New Year, cooked together with cold rice, it tastes really good.
Yao Ping picked out a few slices of dark red pork belly. If they were boiled again, they would melt into the pot.
Yang San swallowed his saliva and said in surprise: "Master Yao, the way this meat is cooked is really novel! Even my subordinates have never seen it before."
Yao Ping licked his lips and said: "This is the delicacy taught by my teacher. Cook the pork belly, then spread some rice wine grains on it, and fry it in the oil pan until it turns yellow-red. In addition, stir-fry it with pickled salt vegetables, slice the pork belly, and cover it. Pour some soy sauce and sugar on the salted vegetables, steam them in a pan, and just turn them over when eating, they are delicious!"
Yang San¡¯s saliva almost flowed out. He sighed with emotion: ¡°Bo Xinghe is indeed omnipotent! Even the food is so unique and mouth-watering.¡±
Yao Ping smiled and said: "This is the leftover food at home, otherwise I could invite you to eat it together."
Yang San couldn¡¯t help but remember what Yao Ping just said and planned to try it when he got home today.
"Sir, is there someone here to pay taxes?"
At this time, the concierge came in and reported.
Yang San said in astonishment: "What kind of tax do you have to pay during the Chinese New Year? And you shouldn't come to the Ministry of Household Affairs, right?"
Yao Ping also felt strange and asked, "Who is it?"
The porter said with a bitter face: "My lord, this is Duke Dingguo."
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Xu Jingchang stood calmly outside the household department. The housekeeper was muttering that he shouldn't come, at least not in person.
Looking at the curious passers-by, Xu Jingchang said indifferently: "What do you know? This is the posture Fang Xing said. It is not a big show. Can Your Majesty know?"
The housekeeper muttered: "My lord, at least Jin Yiwei and Dongchang will know."
At this time, Yao Ping and Yang San came out. After the ceremony, Yao Ping saw the treasure banknote in the steward's hand and asked: "Dong Guo Gong, this is"
Xu Jingchang raised his head and said: "My father-in-law has made some icing sugar to sell. Isn't this just because I want to share the worries of the country with my relatives? This is an advance payment of taxes. I will come back later next month."
Yao Ping took the treasure note and stared blankly at Xu Jingchang as he walked away.
Yang San said in confusion: "Master Yao, this is strange! Except for the Marquis of Fuyang, who among the relatives has paid taxes? Could it be that he drank too much today?"
Yao Ping thought about Xu Jingchang¡¯s words just now, turned his eyes, and ordered: ¡°Go to Master Shangshu¡¯s house and make an announcement. I will make an account here and wait until the end of the year to deal with it.¡±
After Yang San left, Yao Ping stood at the door of the household department for a long time. The banknotes in his hand were messed up by the wind, which made the concierge puzzled.
Do you want this to be known? So what if I help you!
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After Zhu Di heard about it, he just said yes and did not express his opinion.
So the news began to spread smoothly.
¡°It¡¯s not quiet during the Chinese New Year!¡±
Zhu Gaochi was very confused. He looked at the children and women sitting below and said softly: "He is doing it for his father, so there is no need to pay attention."
Liang Zhong nodded and went out to explain.
What Zhu Gaochi was struggling with was commercial tax, because someone wrote a letter saying that Xinghe Bo Fangxing was deceiving the king and competing for profits with the people. During this period, the words were fierce, and there was a strong intention to destroy this imperial eclipse.
People around Zhu Gaochi also had mixed opinions about this. He knew that most of the officials who secretly did business in his family were opposed to this.
"Why can't it be quiet?"
The eyes of the women below turned, and various emotions were conveyed in their eyes.
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As a grandson, Zhu Zhanji didn¡¯t have much to do during the Chinese New Year, so after having the ¡®reunion dinner¡¯, he left with a bunch of complicated looks behind him.
"Go to Fangjiazhuang."
Zhu Zhanji arrived at Fang's house dully all the way. After entering the inner courtyard, he avoided the "hidden weapon" sent by Tudou, and then went to the study with Fang Xing.
"Are you angry?"
Fang Xing threw a few hawthorn preserves tohe.
Zhu Zhanji ate silently, and after finishing the meal he asked: "Brother Dehua, glass must have been produced long ago, right?"
"Yes, we were able to mass-produce it by the middle of last year."
Fang Xing told the truth very calmly, which was different from the truth in the memorial.
Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment. He thought Fang Xing would deny it, but
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Do you think I'm that deep-thinking person?"
Zhu Zhanji said with some embarrassment: "Brother Dehua, you made the glass, I shouldn't say anything about it."
Fang Xing sighed: "You have to know how much profit there is in the glass. I hold it like a hot potato. I throw it away, reluctant to part with it, and don't throw it away. What the hell, I don't dare to be rich enough to rival the country!"
Zhu Zhanji said in surprise: "Is it that profitable?"
Fang Xing smiled bitterly and said, "It's very profitable. It's extraordinary. Let me use an analogy. This thing is similar to a cornucopia."
Zhu Zhanji didn¡¯t know the specific production process and always thought that the cost was very high. When Fang Xing revealed it, he was dumbfounded.
"How much will it cost?"
Zhu Zhanji knew how terrifying the price of glass would be. He counted on his fingers, raised his head after a while and said: "Brother Dehua"
"It's scary, right?"
Fang Xing smiled, how much does glass cost? Who among those rich people wouldn¡¯t want to replace their windows with glass? There is also a mirror. Once it is launched on a large scale, the speed at which it can make money will drive Xia Yuanji crazy.
"Brother Dehua"
Zhu Zhanji swallowed hard and said: "Neither you nor I can make a decision on this matter, it has to be handled by the emperor."
"Of course, I don't dare to sell it privately!"
Fang Xing is very sober. Even in future generations, if you are worth hundreds of billions or trillions, those eyes will focus you into black coal.
What¡¯s more, at this time, being extremely wealthy is almost synonymous with rebellion.
"Money! There will be a lot of money!"
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Zhu Zhanji said eagerly: "Brother Dehua, it's best to involve a few relatives in this matter, otherwise it will be too eye-catching."
Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "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 leave this business to the Ministry of Finance. Xia Laoji will never sell the production method. Anyone who wants it will have to step over his body!¡±
"I only want 10%, and I won't keep this 10%. I will use it all to publish textbooks as cheaply as possible so that children from poor families can learn."
Zhu Zhanji was moved and said: "Brother Dehua, you"
Brother, I¡¯m not short of money! Those who want more money use means!
Fang Xing said sternly: "My family and my country are under heaven, but what I hope more is that my family and my country will be united as one, and we will share the honor and disgrace. This is the Ming Dynasty in my heart!"
"Family and country share glory and disgrace bring the wine!"
Zhu Zhanji¡¯s eyebrows were filled with excitement and he shouted at the knife at the door. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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