The next day, when everyone saw Zhao Jun going to court again with high spirits, they were all thinking silently in their hearts.
What good thing happened again?
When Ying Zheng saw her coming, he didn't know what she was going to report.
The morning court proceeded as normal, and Li Si first explained the powerful printing capabilities of printing technology.
Some of the bamboo slips preserved by the Qin Dynasty have all been copied onto paper for preservation.
Then someone else reported something else.
Zhao Jun just listened. After a while, seeing that no one spoke, she walked out.
"Your humble servant has something to report." Zhao Jun walked out from the seat next to him.
"allow."
Ying Zheng glanced at her, not knowing what she was going to say.
"The papermaking workshop and bookstore have been operating normally for over a month. The following is the amount of money earned from papermaking last month."
Zhao Jun took out the form he had prepared yesterday and handed it to the higher-ups, then stated all the amounts.
"Excluding the workers' wages and taxes, the bookshop made a total profit of ten gold, five thousand and a half taels last month."
The main part comes from the money that some rich people spend on buying white paper flowers.
This amount is only for the first month.
According to Zhao Jun's idea, once the reputation of the paper spreads to all countries, the profit will more than double.
"There are so many."
Ying Zheng looked at the paper she handed in with the amount written on it. He didn't expect that she could have such a huge turnover in just one month.
Now the Qin State no longer has to worry about having no money.
"Excellent! Mr. Zhao is indeed a pillar of the nation. I will reward you handsomely."
Ying Zheng laughed happily a few times and rewarded her with some money.
The others in the crowd were all surprised when they heard the number.
There are those who envy, those who admire, and quite a few who are jealous.
At this point, the workshop was running smoothly, and Zhao Jun felt relieved.
After working hard for more than a month, Zhao Jun decided to take a break, so he handed over all the workshop affairs to Qingliu.
Let Qingliu practice well, and she will just look at the report and sign it from the back.
Also, she was so busy before that she didn't have time to read much. She just got to know Qin Wen. She didn't have time to read the modern books that the old man had sent her before.
Now that she finally has some free time, she needs to recharge.
The books on papermaking were not needed for the time being, so she flipped through the pile of books and finally picked out the most practical one.
The Exploitation of the Works of Nature.
Zhao Jun still had a lot of knowledge about agriculture and handicrafts, but the book's rich content and wide range of coverage made her feel intoxicated.
Winter is almost here, so she will study this book carefully. It will definitely come in handy during the spring plowing next year.
But her leisurely days did not last long. Half a month later, Qingliu came to her door.
"My lord, I really need your help now."
Ever since Qingliu took over the workshop, he has been working diligently and diligently, rarely bothering Zhao Jun and solving everything on his own.
In the past half month, she has fully matured and even seems more lively because she interacts with more people.
I feel much more confident as a whole.
This time she hurried into the palace and shouted a few times at Zhao Jun's door.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Zhao Jun opened the door yawning. She watched the movie too late last night and slept until noon.
"It's like this. The workshop has been operating normally for the past two weeks, but the news about the paper has spread to various countries. Now many merchants from other countries have come to Xianyang City. The bookstore can't sell so much to them at once, otherwise the locals won't be able to buy it."
Qingliu took a breath and spoke quickly.
"So those people came to the workshop and wanted to buy directly from us. I didn't know how to sell it to them or at what price."
Qingliu finished speaking in one breath and waited for Zhao Jun's reaction.
Zhao Jun half-closed his eyes and understood what she meant.
Isn’t this perfect? If you want to transfer large amounts of money, you can’t do without these businessmen.
Before, she was worried about how to find these merchants.
I didn’t expect that he is indeed a businessman. He just came here by smelling the scent.
"Well, you send an invitation to these merchants and gather them together. I'll go over and meet with them all later."
Zhao Jun asked Qingliu to go quickly, and she went back to change her clothes and leave the palace soon.
Qingliu was very quick. By the time Zhao Jun left the palace, she had already arranged everyone and was waiting for him at the palace gate.
"It's already noon. I've arranged for them all to stay at Xianyang Cottage. It's also time for dinner."
Qingliu said as he led her towards the east.
"Xianyang Xiaozhu? How come I've never heard of it?"
It was the first time that Zhao Jun heard of this place.
"It's a newly opened restaurant in Xianyang. It's said that there are people with backgrounds in the imperial court. They have stir-fried dishes that taste good. It's a bit far from our Neishi Mansion. I wonder if you haven't seen it on your way."
Restaurant, it’s lunch time now.
"Qingliu, why do I feel like I haven't seen you for half a month? You know more about Xianyang than I do. The arrangements are good and you have made progress."
Zhao Jun teased her a few times. This was her first time attending a dinner party here.
"No, that's because you are busy with official duties, and I have nothing to do, so I come here to learn more." Qingliu replied with an embarrassed smile.
After walking for a while, we finally arrived at this small building in Xianyang. From the outside, it looks like a two-story building with a yard and a pretty good environment.
Zhao Jun turned his head and looked for a moment, then followed Qingliu into the reserved private room.
The room was large, but it was also full of people. At a glance, there were about seven or eight people, including a woman who was in her fifties.
"Everyone, this is the head of the workshop, also the Internal History Master Zhao."
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