After answering Yan Shuang's various questions, Han Xin immediately ran away with despair. How could there be such a terrible person?
Yan Shuang stretched out his hand, but Han Xin had already disappeared. This man ran so fast that he hadn't even finished asking questions.
It was a rare occasion for someone to tell him in detail about what was happening outside, and he felt like he was still unsatisfied.
He was determined to make Han Xin his friend.
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Zhao Qingrui looked at the people in her yard. These were the managers her father had found for her.
After a careful inspection, Zhao Qingrui felt that these people were of good quality and his father was quite capable.
"These are my requirements. Can you do them?" Zhao Qingrui put forward her own requirements. She didn't have many requirements. These people should still be managed by her father. She only proposed how to manage the store and what issues should be paid attention to.
"No problem." The two said quickly.
The requests raised by Zhao Qingrui were not difficult. Besides, they were all His Majesty's men, and their purpose in coming here was to help the little princess.
"Very good, since there is no problem, you can get familiar with the things in the store in the next few days." Zhao Qingrui said with a smile.
She had already made plans. Needless to say, there wasn't much going on at the snack bar every day.
However, she was not going to put bamboo slips in the bookstore she was planning to open. Instead, she asked for several carts of paper from the Mohist school so that those who could read could copy books and sell the copied books.
She also knew about movable type printing, but she was not in a hurry now.
If you take too big a step, you may easily hit your balls.
After receiving Zhao Qingrui's order, the bookstore owner went straight into the store.
A notice recruiting people to copy books was hung outside the shop, and the manager also asked people to go out and spread the word. Within a day or two, the whole of Xianyang knew about it.
The conditions offered by Zhao Qingrui were still very generous, and there were many people willing to come and copy books, including many from poor families in Xianyang.
Zhao Qingrui stayed at home happily. It was good to have money at home. Whatever she wanted to do, she just had to give an order and someone would help her get it done.
"Miss, the oil paper you requested has been dried at the Mo family and can be delivered anytime."
"I see. When will the shop sign be ready?" Zhao Qingrui nodded. Making some oil paper was not difficult. She was very satisfied with the Mo family's speed and attitude.
"It will be done tomorrow." Chunxi said quickly.
"Then we'll open it the day after tomorrow. You go and inform Manager Tao and ask him to make preparations." Zhao Qingrui put down his teacup with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Ying Zheng listened to Dun Ruo's report. Although he had already known the production of these two things from his little daughter, he was still shocked when he heard the specific data.
Dun Ruo presented the account book and Zhao Gao brought it to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng picked up the account book and looked through it. The records in the book were very detailed and concise, and clear at a glance. This was the first time he had seen such a way of accounting.
This was probably another idea of the little girl. The corners of Ying Zheng's lips rose unconsciously, and he felt very proud.
This way of keeping accounts is indeed clever. I will ask my daughter for advice tonight and then change all the account books in the court to this way of keeping accounts.
This way of keeping accounts looks concise and clear, and can save him a lot of time.
Zhao Gao was secretly shocked watching from the side. He felt that the grain output that Dun Ruo mentioned was too unbelievable. How could so much grain be grown? Was Dun Ruo trying to fool His Majesty?
It's still that lady's account book. Your Majesty must have been bewitched by the little goblin outside to believe such a thing.
He wanted to speak several times, but finally kept silent. He had fallen out of favor recently, and he couldn't pour cold water on the emperor when he was happy, otherwise the emperor would definitely dislike him even more.
"Transport all the sweet potatoes and potatoes to Shanglin Garden for planting, and let Fusu be in charge of this." Ying Zheng closed the account book, feeling more relaxed than ever before. This was simply a grain seed given by God. As long as it was promoted, the people of the Qin Dynasty would no longer have to worry about going hungry.
My daughter still has a lot of stock, so we need to ask someone to bring more to Xianyang. Shanglinyuan has more than 500,000 acres, which is enough to grow a lot of grain. We should plant more this year and strive for large-scale promotion next year.
Ying Zheng called the tenant farmers over again and asked them in detail how to grow these things.
Especially sweet potatoes, which can be grown on just one vine. Even Ying Zheng couldn't help but breathe quickly. In this case, sweet potatoes are easier to promote than potatoes.
Moreover, the leaves of sweet potatoes can be eaten, and the sweet potatoes can also be eaten.
These are all food. With enough food, it would be possible to defeat the Huns.
"Really?" Ying Zheng stood up suddenly.
"Yes, I dare not lie. I plant with them every year." The tenant farmer trembled. He didn't expect that the master was His Majesty.
"Very good. You will follow Fusu to Shanglinyuan later and teach the people in Shanglinyuan how to grow sweet potatoes and potatoes." Ying Zheng said excitedly.
With no worries about food and his health improving, Ying Zheng felt that he was in better condition than ever before, so good that he began to think about expanding the Qin Dynasty.
In Yichun Palace, Fusu was suddenly recalled, and his father's attitude made him feel a little strange.
"Young Master, His Majesty asks you to go to Zhangtai Palace." The attendant came in and said respectfully.
Fusu put down the pen in his hand. In front of him was a piece of rice paper with some words written on it.
After returning to Xianyang, he was also interested in the white paper that suddenly appeared in Xianyang.
After using them for a while, he naturally understood the value of these papers.
"Let's go."
When Ying Zheng saw Fusu, he was a little dazed. Although he had seen him every day in the past few days, when he thought of what his daughter said, he became more disappointed with Fusu.
The emperor looked at him strangely. After Fusu saluted, he stood obediently in front of Ying Zheng.
"Have you felt unwell since you came back? Is there anything missing in Yichun Palace? I'll have someone send something over." Although he was disappointed with his son whom he had raised as an heir for more than 20 years, he was also concerned.
"There's nothing missing. Thank you for your concern, father." That strange feeling came again, and Fusu felt a little uncomfortable.
His father seemed to have changed a lot. Thinking of the rumors he had heard in the past few days, Fusu's face looked a little strange.
"Ahem, now that you're back, you can stay in Xianyang from now on. It's just right for you to accompany me." Noticing his son's discomfort, Ying Zheng coughed lightly to ease the alienation between father and son.
It was those Confucian scholars who caused Fusu to go to Shangjun to supervise the army. When he finds an opportunity, he will deal with that bastard Chunyu Yue.
"Yes." Fusu said respectfully.
"I want you to take charge of Shanglin Garden. I have harvested two high-yield crops, and I am not at ease if anyone else takes charge." Ying Zheng seriously stated the purpose of calling Fusu over.
Fusu: w(?Д?)w
Fusu was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses, "Father, Shanglin Garden is a hunting ground with many wild animals. It's not appropriate to plant there."
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