Yan Bao felt energized when he made money from canned yellow peaches.
She had eaten canned lychees and canned oranges. In this era, lychees are a luxury, and many people don't know what lychees look like.
If the nobles in the capital wanted to eat lychees, they would go to the palace to give them to the emperor, and the emperor would then distribute some to various palaces.
For example, this year, Yan Bao ate a small plate of lychees and longans, less than two kilograms. It was given to Yan Bao by the emperor because she was cute.
Anyway, all the canned food has been made. We have canned yellow peaches, canned lychees, canned oranges, and canned apricots as well.
Of course, mixed cans can also be arranged, with a variety of flavors and choices.
The product is there, but the container is still a little lacking.
Yan Bao still prefers glass jars.
It looks so beautiful when it's transparent.
A glass jar would be nice.
After Shen Shoufu knew about Yan Bao's little idea, he found her a glass container, which was as small as a wine glass. The glass had a lot of impurities and looked not transparent at all, and it was not beautiful.
It was not the transparent and clean glass that Yan Bao wanted.
Yan Bao knew that Shen Shoufu had put a lot of thought into getting it, and Yan Bao was very touched: [Thank you, Daddy. I know you love me, but the glass technology here is really not good. ]
It seems that I have to rely on myself.
Shen Shoufu: “…”
Although, this glass is really rare.
Even the glassware in the emperor's hands is not much.
Thinking that there was no glass in this era, if she could make glass, wouldn't she be able to make a lot of money?
Thinking of this, Yan Bao's eyes lit up.
He wrote down the method of making glass that day. Knowing that technology was very advanced in that era, Yan Bao still wanted to give it a try. He believed that success depended on human effort. As long as he overcame the difficulties one by one, he would surely succeed.
The glass may not be made so quickly in the short term.
Yan Bao gave the recipe for making glass to Shen Shoufu, feeling a little nervous: [Will my father doubt my identity?]
[Dad, I really am your daughter. I'm not someone pretending to be your daughter. I'm your real daughter.]
[My daughter knows that, aside from being a little smart and a little cute, she really doesn't have any malicious intent.]
Hearing Yan Bao's little thoughts, Chief Minister Shen curled his lips. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his Yan Bao being able to make glass. His daughter should know everything about astronomy and geography.
She is a little fairy who can do everything. It's not surprising that she knows a little about making glass.
"It doesn't look that difficult. Don't worry, Yanbao. Daddy will definitely help you arrange it. Daddy has a few staff members who are quite capable and will definitely be able to handle this."
Yan Bao smiled happily, hugged his father and acted cute: [Daddy is great! ]
Shen Shoufu smiled and picked the person up.
Yan Bao leaned over and kissed her father.
Shen Shoufu was kissed so hard that his eyebrows and eyes smiled, and he was in a good mood.
Soon, the glassmaking business was handed over to a staff of trustworthy people. Yan Bao also offered 50,000 taels of silver as start-up capital. Shen Shoufu wanted to refuse, but Yan Bao pouted: "How can I let Dad pay for both the money and the labor? Dad is losing out. I have to pay for it. When the glass factory is finished, we'll split it 20/80, 80 for me and 20 for Dad."
Yan Bao is very fair. You can't work for nothing without getting paid.
She's not the type to overdo it.
Her father needs money to support his staff and to take care of the whole family.
[Alas, Daddy's salary is too little. The Emperor is so stingy.]
Chief Minister Shen was upset. He knew that he didn't earn much. If he didn't make money from the manor and shop, he really couldn't afford to support his staff.
Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s open the glass factory first.
Fifty thousand taels of silver would naturally not be spent all at once. Chief Minister Shen only gave his staff ten thousand taels of silver to try and see if they could make glass according to the method given by Yan Bao.
If possible, expand production.
Yan Bao is still young, so she only needs to give advice, it is impossible for her to do everything herself.
After a few snowfalls, it was soon the twelfth lunar month.
Mrs. Shen cooked Laba porridge. Yan Bao ate a small bowl and thought of the eight-treasure porridge he had eaten before. If he could make it, he could also make money.
In this era, everyone carries dry food on the road, and if they have eight-treasure porridge, they can also have a bite of sweet porridge.
Unfortunately, she doesn't have the technology to make stainless steel jars and rubber lids.
It’s better to eat dry food!
Tian Yanbao loves snowing. He plays snowball fights with Ziyun in the yard, builds snowmen, and even skis, sliding down a not-so-slightly steep slope with a pile of grass blocking the way below.
Not to fall
Mrs. Shen and Xu Zhimo found it fun and were dragged by Yan Bao to play a few times. They were afraid of being embarrassed, so they asked the maids to leave, and the two adults and two children had a great time.
On this day, Mrs. Shen took Yan Bao and Xu Zhimo to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.
The carriage had only moved a few steps when someone fell in front of it.
Before Mrs. Shen could even ask what was going on, Yan Bao already knew who it was: "Xu Zhirong is still alive, and she came here with a big belly asking for help. She wants to rely on my sister-in-law, but she's dreaming."
Madam Shen raised her eyebrows. The unmarried pregnancy should be the incident at Hongye Temple.
Madam Shen’s face darkened: “Carry the person away.”
The embarrassed Xu Zhirong looked at the carriage pleadingly: "Save me,... Save me, sister, I was wrong... Please help me for the sake of our long-term relationship..."
Xu Zhimo glanced at the pitiful Xu Zhirong with pleading eyes, and said indifferently: "I don't know you, and I don't have a sister like you."
Madam Shen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the eldest daughter-in-law would be soft-hearted.
This kind of evil person doesn't deserve our mercy at all.
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