Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"How much is the food for a month?"

Fang Xing asked with a smile.

The two craftsmen were a little timid, and Fei Shi said: "Uncle has been instigating the cancellation of the craftsmanship in the capital. The craftsman that Quan Daming values ​​most is the uncle, except for your majesty. What are you thinking about waiting? Hurry up, uncle. It’s for you."

"Uncle Ben wanted to ask in private, but after all came, there is no need to hide the dignified thing, let's talk about it. As for revenge..."

Fang Xing smiled, and four big characters appeared in the minds of those present almost at the same time.

-Magnanimous!

A craftsman glanced at Li Ji and said, "Uncle, I can get 700 dollars a month for my little one."

"Gone?"

Fang Xing asked in a daze.

He has seen the craftsmanship of this craftsman just now, an absolute skilled worker.

Seven hundred dollars, under the current situation where food prices are not high, can feed a family, but it just won't die of starvation.

Fang Xing looked at other craftsmen and said, "Less!"

After speaking, he turned and left. Li Ji chased him up, but was stopped by Jia Ding.

"Stay away!"

Xin Laoqi knew that Fang Xing's mood was not very good, so he was naturally not polite to Li Ji.

"What's wrong?"

Li Jiru lost his concubine, it was a surprise when Fang woke up, who knew he turned his face just because he cursed the craftsman.

But isn't it common to curse people in the army? Even the princes of the country, the earls of the marquis are cursing people!

Why can't I scold me?

...

When he returned to his residence, Fang Xing immediately wrote a memorial and sent it out.

"Uncle Xinghe, it's lower, but you didn't ask Li Ji to add money to them just now!"

Fang Xing moved his wrist, "What's the use of a family laughing?"

"Then how to do it?"

Wang He felt that Fang Xing was a bit whimsical: "Those businessmen will not increase the money and food of the artisans because of a will. After all, they can't be all stared at, and if the artisans leave them, they can only go home and farm. Who dares to report ?"

Of course Fang Xing knows this, but how can he go about such formalism.

"Jinying's workshop is less, so I should open more."

Fang Xing washed the brush and hung it up.

"Gao Ming, Xing He Bo!"

Wang He figured out the way inside and exclaimed, "But use the royal workshop to stare at them?"

Fang Xing said silently, "That's the worst strategy, but any strategy that only works if you use people to stare at it is mostly temporary, and it will be abolished in a few years."

Wang He felt that his wisdom was underestimated, so he asked, "What else can be done?"

Fang Xing said: "The market is left to the market."

"What do you mean?"

"You are reluctant to give money, but we are willing!"

What is the most valuable part of the workshop?

artisan!

People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. The stingy boss is afraid of this.

"Uncle Xinghe, you are going to cut the way for people and money!"

Wang He's smiling appearance is not at all worried. Those workshops are trying to survive in the cracks, but the government-run workshops are eyeing them, and they can be driven away from public and private only by the above hint.

Fang Xing smiled, but refused to explain his ultimate reason.

After Liu Pu came back from the shipyard, he heard about it. It happened to be lunch time. He made a soup pot and filled it with a pot of rice. Then he stirred the soup with vegetables and started to chew.

The aura is not bad, for example, waking up, and the cook who came to deliver the food couldn't help being surprised when he saw it.

My craft is so good? Not only did the uncle eat it in a large pot, but also Xiaohouye.

After the cook went back, he was proud, and then offended the steward. After Fang Xing and others left, he was driven out. Then he was out of anger and went to open a restaurant. Later, he boasted that he had served Fang Xing's food all day long. Fang Xing was a famous glutton of Daming, and it didn't take long for his business to become popular.

...

"Brother Dehua, are you trying to run on them?"

I have to say that Liu Pu had received a systematic education under Fang Xing's door after all, so he guessed Fang Xing's plan as soon as he heard it.

"Yes, the market is left to the market."

"Your father has written a letter."

Fang Xing belched and said, "I just mentioned you a few words, just saying that if I take care of you, it's better to break a leg and take off a few layers of skin."

Liu Pu looked at the soup and water left in the bottom of the basin. After all, he couldn't bear it, so he poured it into his stomach and burped, "Whatever you want, my father was irritated this time, so I just smoked it in the street. Little brother a few clicks."

Saying that he still wanted to take off his clothes for an injury test, Fang Xing hurriedly stopped, and said, "Your father is doing the same.

"When people say An Yuanhou, they will immediately think of a word. Do you know what it is?"

Fang Xing said meaningfully: "Holy family, since Emperor Wen, your holy family has never faded. This is also the result of loyalty. Otherwise, how can Shenjiying remain in charge of your father? day."

Liu Pu suddenly bent down and lay on the table, a little depressed, said: "My father also said this, and said that in the future, relying on the holy family, as long as the younger brother is loyal, the Liu family must have the wealth of the third generation."

"Then you are not satisfied?"

Fang Xing said with a flat expression: "My family's potato and Ping'an are two earls, but I have been worried that these two children will be ruined in the future, so I have been keeping a close eye on the general direction, even if they sit and eat and wait for death in the future, I will be satisfied. …Not satisfied?"

Liu Pu looked suspiciously, and said: "Brother Dehua, forget it, if Tudou and the others become dudes in the future, I'm afraid you will get angry half to death, and then beat them half to death. Moreover, the little brother of Shenjiying has no such skills and has no face. Go, your Majesty will not allow it either."

"As long as you know."

Fang Xing seldom talked to people in a relaxed manner. After they cleared the table and served hot tea, he said lazily: "I never thought about potatoes and Ping An. In fact, I only hope that they will not harm people. It is the most basic. As for serving the country, it depends on their own ability."

Liu Pu said enviously: "Brother Dehua~www.wuxiaspot.com~ My father really hit me! The stick hit my back. All the soldiers saw it. Brother Dehua, didn’t you hear that? Voice, bang bang bang, my little brother is really worried about being beaten to death one day."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "You are a kiss! When someone in the army smokes you, who would dare to say that you are a dude in the future? Who dares to say that you are dependent on your relationship?"

Liu Pu smiled, but he was a little heartless.

"you……"

Fang Xing tried to speak again, but finally held back.

Liu Sheng's heart was a little narrow, and his loyalty was exchanged for Faithfulness, and then he used Faithfulness as his capital to suppress others and strive for merit...

Such a person had the ability. The problem was that the Shenjiying had been suppressed by Jubaoshanwei and other guards. If it weren't for the Thunder Guard who had a pure artillery, Shenjiying would really have fallen.

"Brother Dehua, I don't want to enter the water master."

As soon as Fang Xing thought of this, Liu Pu twisted and said this.

Fang Xing grabbed the teacup, and Liu Pu hurriedly got up and said, "My little brother's temperament...I can't tell the south, east, and north sides on the boat!"

...

Li Qing likes to drink tea. As the most capable person around Uncle Xiangcheng, he likes to drink tea outside.

Everyone in the teahouse called him Master Li. This was the power brought by Uncle Xiangcheng, and he was at peace.

However, after Li Long vomited blood a few days ago, Li Qing had never left the mansion, so today he finally had a free time.

He changed into a commoner, his hair was messed up, and he wrapped it in a handkerchief indiscriminately, then bowed his head and walked out from behind.

The small door behind him closed silently, and there was silence inside.

Li Qing went all the way to the prosperous place and found a teahouse to enter.

He looked like a idle man, only two copper plates of tea and no watermelon seeds for dessert, he was here to mess around.

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