I don't ask you to write good articles, as long as you can write one thing clearly, that will be enough for your daily life.

But if you want to write something clearly, you must first write the characters better. I don't require you to write calligraphy, but you must write the characters well, with the horizontal, vertical, left and right strokes of appropriate length.

You must not write a good word as "女". You can fold the paper horizontally and vertically, and write a word in each grid. This way, you can write better words slowly."

After Wang Zheng finished his lecture, he drank a large bowl of mint water and said with emotion: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Let's extend the lunch break a little bit. Anyway, the sales of bamboo products are down now. We just need to make enough to eat. We don't make money from this."

"The steward is kind and righteous." Chen Fengning gently waved his feather fan at Wang Zheng while not forgetting to flatter him.

Wang Zheng looked at his feather fan and asked, "How much is this fan worth in Chang'an?"

"This is just a goose feather, which is only worth 10 or 20 coins. If it is other better feathers, the price will be higher. The most expensive peacock feather, after being processed by a skilled craftsman, can be worth five taels of silver."

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"Even if it's only thirty or fifty cents, it's still a pretty good deal. I'll give you this fan. There are a hundred more. Go look at those kids who have good grades and give them one each."

"Don't think about being a scholar. Just hold on to the queen's thighs and do your business well. Everything else is empty talk. Being a scholar businessman is very boring.

This white paper fan business is different. As long as scholars are interested in it, we can stand up a little bit higher. If you do more of this kind of business, I will help you sell it even if I don’t make any money.”

"Scholars, doing this business can make me associated with scholars. I will be a scholar businessman in the future. This status cannot be bought with money.

Wang Zheng burst out laughing.

Anyway, the yield of rice and wheat in good fields is only 300 to 200 kilograms. So Wang Zheng is willing to plant sorghum. The yield of the two crops combined is about the same, but sorghum can be used to make strong liquor.

"That should be about the same."

Seeing that growing Yongcai is very convenient for raising pigs, these Tianwang people have started to dry the vegetables for storage, and even the winter feed problem has been solved. This has made people nearby want to raise pigs.

Although I made a lot of money in the past few months, I was able to stay safe only because I was using the Empress's name. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I only kept a small portion of the money I earned, and most of it was sent to the Yunting Bureau.

Wang Zheng is no longer short of money and cannot spend any more. He might as well settle the payment for the white paper fan in Chang'an so that Wu Zetian can have more income.

"You must use a knife to cut it, but you can't break it. The manager said that this stump must be left to sprout. If you add some waste materials and cover it with soil, it can grow again."

Li Si distributed sickles to the people who came to help with the meals and kept reminding them. Although he had never seen sorghum being harvested twice, this did not affect his trust in Wang Zheng.

Mr. De gave the children a novel white paper fan. The children were very happy and would always take it out to fan themselves to show off.

Wang Zheng smiled and asked, "Besides making money, is there any other way?"

If I saw this fan in the Chang'an market, I probably wouldn't dare ask the price, because I'm short of money and probably can't afford it. If the price is within a hundred coins, I would buy it without hesitation."

Wang Zheng nodded without saying much. The next day, he burned some lime and made a batch of white paper fans. He asked a seal engraver to carve a mold based on the Analects of Confucius, and then printed the mold on the white paper fans.

"Not selling it to him."

For a while, the price of sows in the vicinity skyrocketed, and when Cheng Bokang returned to the ship, it was full of sows.

At the end of the day, one-tenth of the sorghum was harvested. Chen Fengning reported: "The harvest is very good, about one and a half dan per mu of land. I just don't know how the second crop will be. If there are still so many, it can catch up with the yield of the wheat planted in the previous field."

"How much do you think this fan can be sold for?"

Cheng Bokang came over in a hurry that day and said, "I want white paper fans. I'll take as many as you can get. There's no other deal as good as this one."

Wu Yi and his sister Wu You ran to Wang Zheng and bowed respectfully before saying, "Butcher Lin said he wanted to buy all our piglets, so he asked me to ask your opinion."

Time flies. When Wang was eating watermelon, it was almost time to harvest the sorghum.

Wang Zheng shook his head and said, "There are only about a hundred piglets in the first batch. Your classmates' families don't have enough to share. Why sell it to him?"

Chen Fengning was delighted with the output, while Wang Zheng was speechless. However, he felt relieved when he thought that the output of everything was not high in this era.

I can give you the white paper fan. You can transport it to Chang'an and hand it over to the Ye Ting Bureau. Wait for the Queen's arrangement. Whether you can do this business depends on what the Queen says. I don't care anymore."

When Wang Zheng bought the sows, some were big and some were small. After a few months, they had produced a hundred piglets.

We businessmen have a hard life. No matter how much money we make, we are still looked down upon by others and live in fear. If it weren't for doing business with your imperial farm, I would never dare to travel around.

"Confucius said: 'To learn and then practice what one has learned, is it not a pleasure?'" Chen Fengning opened the folding fan, read a sentence from the Analects on it, fanned himself a few times and praised: "It's a really good thing.

Raising pigs the way Wang Zheng does is so convenient. Even if a woman raises ten pigs, she won’t have to worry about cooking. Only a fool would not want to raise more pigs.

"Let's buy some cellars and vats, and ask the Luowu people to help make wine. Tell Cheng Bokang not to buy any more pigs, and bring us some corn. We can take as much as we can get at the market price. We only need corn, and we can have enough other food to eat."

"The chief steward is planning to brew wine on a large scale? Although the Ba people's sake is good, it doesn't seem to be profitable, right? At least not as profitable as the business that the chief steward has set up."

Looking at Chen Fengning who looked puzzled, Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Wine for drinking is naturally not very profitable, but wine used for treating diseases can still make money."

After the sorghum is harvested, the taro can be almost dug up, but there is no need to rush, you can take your time and it doesn’t matter if you leave it in the ground for a few months.

Wang Zheng had to make some things first before he could start having people dig taro.