Zhang Ximeng's premonition was accurate, "You have brought Shanxi merchants over and are planning to purchase raw materials from Shanxi... You are trying to squeeze Zhu Fan dry!"
Zhu Di rolled his eyelids and said helplessly: "I also follow the teacher's instructions!"
Zhang Ximeng snorted angrily: "Did I teach you to bully your own brother?"
Zhu Di's face turned slightly red, but he soon shook his head, "Zhu Fan is a vassal king, not an ordinary citizen. If we don't squeeze money from him, how can we let the poor pay for it? How can I earn money from rich people?"
Wrong?"
Wrong?
Zhang Ximeng paused for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter, "It looks pretty good. You are just getting started. But you must know that if you want to control those businessmen who are smarter than monkeys, you need to use your brain more. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will be
They swallowed it!"
Zhu Di rolled his eyes and suddenly said with a smile: "Sir, the disciple is back, Peipianpidian, to see you. You have to protect the disciple! The development of Beiping is all up to the sir."
Zhang Ximeng thought for a moment and finally nodded.
"Okay, everything is ready now, the east wind has arrived! You kid, go ahead and do the hard work!"
Zhu Di looked at the teacher and found that Zhang Ximeng didn't mean to joke. He couldn't help but be ecstatic. In his impression, Zhang Ximeng had never said this to anyone. It was so much trust for him to let himself go!
In other words, how satisfied should the teacher be with himself?
Let you all say that I am a naughty kid, a brat, and extremely naughty... Did you see that the smartest man in the Ming Dynasty has already recognized me?
Just wait for the saber to stab you in the butt and open your eyes!
Zhu Di said goodbye with satisfaction. Looking at his cheerful back, Zhang Ximeng's face showed an emotional smile. He didn't know whether it was the kid's intention or his talent. He attracted the Shanxi merchant group, which just made up for the final step of Zhang Ximeng's overall plan.
One ring.
As the best business people in the north, there is no need to say much about the skills of Shanxi merchants.
After all, they sold the Ming Dynasty alive.
The results are fierce and the results are astonishing.
It's just that today's Ming Dynasty has made up for the gap in industry and commerce, and no longer looks at business with a blind eye.
At the same time, he handed over Shanxi merchants to Zhu Di. With Zhu Laosi's level, it should be more than enough to manipulate Shanxi merchants. After all, if he couldn't do it, he would still have to do it!
As long as the rules are set and run for decades, things may be different.
Zhang Ximeng did not dare to say that things will get better, but someone has to take this step, and he has been planning for so long, and has prepared to this point. If it still doesn't work, then there is really no way, he can only say
Ming Dynasty really couldn't take the first step of industrialization on its own.
Zhang Ximeng thought about it again and again, and finally couldn't help laughing and fell asleep.
It's been a long time since I slept so sweetly.
He has been planning the development of industry and commerce for many years. He has been talking about it and starting the layout for many years. He has been cautious and conscientious, from introducing ideas, to deploying talents, to reforming the official system.
Nowadays, capital and talents have been gathered.
With everything in place, it simply doesn’t make sense if it doesn’t work out!
Zhang Ximei and Meng Meimei had a long sleep, and when they woke up, it was already the morning of the next day. Sleep was the most nourishing. He was now full of energy. After hurriedly washing up, he went to the school to give lectures.
As a result, as soon as he arrived at the school, he found teachers and students gathered in twos and threes, discussing fiercely.
Someone spotted Zhang Ximeng and seemed to want to say something, but because of fear, they did not dare to come over.
This is strange!
No matter how much wind or rain comes outside, it can't blow into the Peking University Hall, and what's more, you still don't know what's going on?
Zhang Ximeng was a little confused, but he didn't ask anything casually.
Instead, he went to his room and asked someone to call Fang Xiaoru over.
Soon, Fang Xiaoru hurried in.
"Xiang Zhang, the student has something to say to Mr. Zhang!"
Zhang Ximeng saw that his face was red and angry. Zhang Ximeng was stunned for a moment and then said: "Don't be anxious first, speak slowly if you have anything to say."
Fang Xiaoru took a deep breath, suddenly took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Ximeng.
"Sir, let's take a look at this first!"
After Zhang Ximeng unfolded it, he found that these were a few simple figures, but the figures were crudely drawn, and the clothes were quite thoughtful.
Zhang Ximeng took a brief look and found a line on it: Uniforms for teachers and students of Peking University Hall!
Is this for school teachers and students?
Zhang Ximeng seemed to remember that Zhu Di was so excited that he promised to give students uniforms, and it wasn't just a set, just these?
Zhang Ximeng looked at the styles of these clothes again, and he understood immediately. No wonder the teachers and students were talking about it, saying that it was a taboo to be affectionate!
"Fang Xiaoru, do you have a strong opinion?"
Fang Xiaoru nodded vigorously, "It's not just big, it's very big...Xiang Zhang, if His Highness King Yan does what he does, won't everyone become hard workers on the dock! How can there be any decent scholar?"
Zhang Ximeng nodded and said casually: "Is this what Zhu Di meant?"
"No! His Highness King Yan has just come back. This was Li Jinglong and Hua Wei's idea! These two boys are trying to trick King Yan and do this kind of thing. Please, Sir, punish them severely!"
Zhang Ximeng pondered for a while, and did not agree immediately, but said: "Let's call all the teachers and students over, and tell King Yan to bring Li Jinglong and Hua Wei, and let's get together and discuss it.
Let’s find out what’s the argument about.”
Fang Xiaoru hesitated slightly. He found that Prime Minister Zhang didn't seem that angry and couldn't say too much. He could only follow Zhang Ximeng's wishes and inform both parties.
Not long after, hundreds of teachers and students from Peking Academy stood aside in an aggressive manner.
After a while, Zhu Di rushed over with the sleeping dragon and phoenix chicks.
Just three people, facing more than 300 people, the ratio of the number of people is a bit disparate.
Li Jinglong and Hua Wei were both a little confused and kept looking at Zhu Di.
"Don't be afraid, no matter what, the advantage is mine!"
The two people looked at each other. They couldn't find any advantage. Anyway, if there was a fight, they would run away quickly. Li Jinglong was absolutely confident in his speed. As for Zhu Di, he was the prince and the vassal king after all.
Will people beat him to death?
Hope not!
These two guys were in a trance and had random thoughts.
Just after everyone arrived, Zhang Ximeng walked out. After looking at it, he took out the paintings and asked proactively: "Who prepared this and why did they do this?"
On the teachers and students side, no one moved, they just watched with indignation.
On the other side, Zhu Di silently took two steps back, exposing Li Jinglong and Hua Wei.
The two men were so angry that their noses were crooked. They also wanted to hide, but it was too late. Zhang Ximeng's eyes had already fallen on them.
With no choice, Li Jinglong could only take a step forward, "Reply, it was our idea to reply to Prime Minister Zhang, but..."
"Since it was your idea, why did you do this?" Zhang Ximeng asked directly.
Li Jinglong said helplessly: "I told Xiang Zhang that we got the wool fabric, but we ran into trouble when we wanted to make it into clothes."
"What trouble?"
Li Jinglong said: "The woolen woolen fabric is too thick and cannot be made very wide, let alone the feeling of fluttering sleeves. We only made some military jackets before."
Zhang Ximeng nodded, this is true. What the literati want from the deep and straight clothes they wear is the fluttering sleeves and a sense of independence from the world. If it were made of heavy wool, it would be impossible to make it no matter what.
If it is a military uniform such as a mandarin duck jacket, it would be very suitable.
"If that's the case, why does it appear in the school again, and why does it have to be worn by teachers and students in the school?"
Li Jinglong was stunned for a moment, and then said honestly: "In reply to Prime Minister Zhang, this is what His Highness Prince Yan meant. We have calculated that if we make such short student uniforms, we can save more than 30% of the expenses... The palace
I don’t have much money either, so I have to save money.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiaoru took a step forward and snorted: "You can't save money here. You have made your clothes so short, shorter than ordinary people's daggers. There is no trace of literati dignity. It's simply
mess!"
Fang Xiaoru's words quickly aroused the anger of others, and everyone criticized him one after another.
What ruins your dignity and insults your elegance.
He also said that he was worse than a poor worker or a poor worker.
It's so polite, even if I beat them to death, they still wouldn't wear something like this!
…
Zhang Ximeng didn't say anything immediately, but waited for the other party to fully express their position before looking at the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chick, whose expression changed.
"Do you have the finished product?"
The two of them didn't understand. Zhang Ximeng continued: "Let me see if it's done!"
Before they could react, Zhu Di turned around and picked up a box, which he hurriedly delivered to Zhang Ximeng.
Zhang Ximeng took it and unfolded it. There was a coat made of woolen cloth inside. It was similar in shape to a mandarin duck war coat and had double breasts, but it was not as long as a mandarin duck war coat.
Zhang Ximeng looked at it for a while, then put it on directly on his body and put it on in full view of everyone.
Then he smiled at the big guy and said, "How is it? Does it still fit?"
Zhang Ximeng is thin and tall, and has a body shape that fits clothes easily.
Moreover, everyone present did not dare to say that Mr. Zhang was uncivilized and dishonorable!
I could only nod with a grimace, "It fits, it fits very well!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled slightly, then nodded and called Fang Xiaoru over.
"You try it too!"
Fang Xiaoru's face turned dark. He walked up to Zhang Ximeng, but he resisted, "Zhang Xiang, this, this..."
Zhang Ximeng didn't care about that, he put the clothes on for him with his own hands, and then said: "Go and run around the whole place twice!"
Fang Xiaoru had no choice but to agree. Fortunately, Peking Academy also conducted physical training, so Fang Xiaoru ran easily.
Then Zhang Ximeng said: "Bring a horse and let him try it!"
Helpless, Fang Xiaoru ran two more laps and returned to the crowd again.
At this time, Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "How about it? Is it convenient?"