“Back… back to the emperor…”

As the CEO of Zhejiang's leading weaving company and the richest man in Zhejiang, Shen Yishi's legs are still soft now. His eloquence, who usually talks in front of all levels, is now stuttering very well.

"This is...the mirror of the Western Venice, one side is worth tens of thousands...not tens of thousands of taels of silver...and, there is no price for the market..."

"You have some knowledge."

Jiajing's voice was hovering in the hall: "However, this is not a Western creation, but a newly made by Liulichang. Let's talk about it, let's use it to operate, how much profit can you make every month?"

Suddenly, the eunuch kneeling on the side turned his eyes.

Who is Yang Jinshui?

The marketing methods are so superb that he signed a foreign trade order of 500,000 silk in one go, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a "gold medal salesman".

And, he is loyal!

Yang Jinshui once said this very bluntly: I am the emperor and a dog sent to Zhejiang by my ancestors! I can't help but watch this family!

Although this metaphor is vulgar, it is very appropriate.

Moreover, looking at the whole play, Yang Jinshui has always been practicing the responsibility of a "watchdog". He knew that he had only one task in Zhejiang - he was optimistic about the stall of the Weaving Bureau and gave his master more benefits.

Therefore, the strict party destroyed the dike and flooded the fields, and Yang Jinshui promoted the fire. As for whether officials would force the people to rebel.

"That's the business of your local yamen. I just want to weave silk for the palace." One sentence shows his position. He is only responsible to the emperor. You can do whatever you want.

Outstanding abilities, political correctness, and power-making minds are all top-notch.

Such a person will naturally be reused, and you will be the Minister of Commerce of Ouchi.

"I'm going to go back to my master, I wonder how many mirrors can Liulichang make every month?" Yang Jinshui crawled on the ground and asked tremblingly.

"Lu Fang." Jiajing called out Lu Fang inside.

Lu Fang hurriedly said: "The craft has been found out. I want to find a few mirrors, recruit people, and expand production. However, the craft must be kept confidential, and the things are rare and expensive... How to arrange them specifically requires discussion. The output cannot be small, but not too much. Yang Jinshui, you have done a good job in the weaving bureau. The master said that you will leave it to you for the transaction of this mirror."

"Let him go to Liulichang to check it out and come out as soon as possible..." Jiajing added.

He is really short of money! Keep making quick money.

"yes!"

Yang Jinshui's head was still lowered, but his ears stood up.

Jiajing's voice came from inside: "Lu Fang, the Yang Jinshui you used is still effective. Don't reward him openly, but give him something in secret."

"Yes." Then came Lu Fang's answer.

Although Yang Jinshui's face was low, he could see the excitement light even when he looked at his back.

"Yang Jinshui, you can't hurry to go to Liulichang and stay with you. The emperor has something to ask you."

After waiting for a while, Jiajing's voice sounded again: "I heard that you have obtained two blood scriptures from Zhang Sanfeng and Zhenren Zhang!"

Click!

It was like a bolt from the blue, slashing a stone to death.

He did get two true scriptures, one of the "Tao Te Ching" and the other of the "Nanhua Sutra", which were written by Zhenren Zhang when he was 120 years old, with a great wish and his finger blood.

Back then, when Master Cheng learned that there were these two divine objects, he sent many people to find Zhang Zhenren, hoping to get it! But after searching for several people for more than 20 years, Zhang Zhenren didn't know where they went, so the two divine objects naturally disappeared.

Jiajing has been practicing Taoism for decades, and naturally he is envious of these two blood scriptures.

But Jiajing doesn't care about these two true scriptures now, but telling the hidden secrets can really shock people.

Not to mention that he almost urinated when he was Shen Yishi, even Lu Fang was also in a state of excitement.

After the immortality is attained, what else can you hide in the world?

"The grass people...the grass people..."

Sweat beads as big as beans on his forehead were rolling down.

So scared.

"I don't care about the true scriptures. I have heard of the greed of officials from all walks of life over the years. I know your difficulties. Over the past twenty years, more than 4 million pieces of silk have been weaved, and a total of 2.1 million pieces have been handed over to the Weaving Bureau. Each official distributes the profit of one million pieces. The remaining 900,000 pieces will be bought and produced silk... I have worked hard to get it!"

"You can be a bit talented in the world if you sink a stone!"

"Stay going on! Jiangnan weaving is chaotic. I will give you some more money. I am not a person who kills donkeys."

"I'm not thanking the Lord for your kindness!" Lu Fang shouted.

First of all, one thing needs to be understood. What Jiajing wants now is not a sum of silver that comes from outside the national rules, but a stable source of economic resources.

What is silver outside the national rules?

If you print a few stacks of Daming treasures, it is the silver outside the national rules.

The wealth path of exchanging silk for silver is very good, and it is also the main economic pillar for future development.

If you understand this, you will know the status of the Silk Silk Workshop in the entire link.

Jiajing wanted the golden egg of silk, so at Yan Song's suggestion, he built a chicken coop, which was the policy of changing rice into mulberry.

It took five years to make it possible to convert rice into mulberry.

Once you have a chicken coop, you must find a chicken that can only lay eggs!

Naturally, Chen Yishi, who had always been closely related to the Weaving Bureau, entered the sight of the eunuch group and the Yan Party.

So, Chen Yishi and the three thousand looms behind him became the chicken that lays eggs.

As for the emperor, he actually met this low-level businessman in person.

Make money! Business is not shabby.

If Jiangnan weaving thunders, wouldn’t it delay my own money? Although there is no sinking, there are still Wang Yishi and Zhang Yishi, but it will take time!

For Jiajing, time is very important now. The time flows in Wang Chongyang too fast and cannot be waited.

Don’t wait until you get the money, there is no shortage of food and grass there.

How can the icing on the cake be effective in timely help?

Under Lu Fang's arrangement, the first mercury mirror was soon auctioned off.

110,000 taels, sold at a low price.

You know, Yan Maoqing spent 200,000 taels of silver to buy a new Kunqu Opera team that Wei Liangfu, who had been closed for ten years in Kunshan, and used water mills to modify it.

And buying Yunniang, a thin horse in Yangzhou, also spent 200,000 taels of silver.

Things are precious because they are rare, but mirrors are priced from the Western side for reference.

110,000 taels, I bought two large ships of grain, plus two thousand kilograms of salt, three thousand pounds of Pu Dao, five thousand spears, and one thousand sets of leather armor...

I can't help spending money at all. I haven't passed the hand yet, and I've lost a penny and it's clean.

Looking at the empty warehouse, Jiajing couldn't help but complain: "XXX, I tried my best to do my best to do business, and I've worked for Wang Chongyang..."
Chapter completed!