(BL) Learning God Is In Hand, I Have The World [quick wear] BOOK 2

Chapter 350

The majestic palace was too far away to see, but Zhuang Li was still leaning against the car window, looking in the direction of the palace.

7480 complained: "The character of the gods in this world is too awkward. Even such a trivial matter is also angry."

"He is not awkward, he is afraid." Zhuang Li sighed: "If you are a beggar with nothing, Walking on the street one day, you suddenly picked up a precious treasure, do you feel safe in your heart?"

7480 put it in and shook his head: "Not safe."

"No one can be safe, and you may have to sleep with one open at night . Eyes, for a while I wonder if there will be robbers stealing, and for a while if there will be a master to claim it, I always feel that this thing is not suitable for a person like me. This is how Feng Ming is feeling now."

Zhuang Li closed it. His eyes and his tone implied pity: "The experience of too much hardship has made his heart unable to settle down. He wants to get close, but he is afraid of getting close. If he doesn't get it, he will never lose it."

"Then you can make him feel at ease . Ah. You play dumb with him, isn't he more disturbed?" 7480 looked puzzled.

"You don't understand. The sense of security is not given by others, but by myself. I am activating his heart that yearns for happiness." Zhuang Li opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the imperial city again, and sighed, "Those notes are not riddles. , is a talisman to disperse demons. At the critical moment, he will need them."

7480 waved his hands again and again: "Forget it, I really don't understand, you can do it as you like."

At the same time, Feng Mingyi He brushed the note off his face indifferently, and strode towards the martial arts field. His manic heart needs to be vented.

He could guess the reason why Zhuang Li found all kinds of excuses to get close to him. The other party wants nothing more than two things: one is glory and wealth, and the other is monstrous power.

Besides these two, what else can I give him? Isn't everyone around me all for these two points? What used to be so natural, why can't it be tolerated now?

Why can others do it, but Zhuang Li can't?

Feng Ming didn't know what he wanted from Zhuang Li, but he clearly felt that when Zhuang Li inevitably played with his own thoughts, this already numb heart would actually hurt.

tearing pain!

Feng Ming took off his shirt and practiced with Long Jinwei's masters in turn until he was sweating profusely and exhausted. However, instead of making him feel better, this catharsis made him more and more dull and restless. He always felt that if he didn't go back, something big would happen.

Unable to bear it, he immediately threw away the weapon in his hand and walked towards the palace. As soon as he entered the main hall, he found that a servant was cleaning the desk, and the note left by Zhuang Li was gone.

"Where's my stuff?" The sudden sense of unease and panic made him look hideous.

He walked over quickly and kept checking under the table.

The waiter responded quickly. He knelt down with a plop, pointed to a book and said, "Your Majesty, this servant helped you in here."

Feng Ming hurriedly opened the book, found the note and looked at it, then Breathe out slowly.

Saying that he doesn't want to play anymore, he doesn't care anymore, but he can't control his heart. He can't deceive anyone, he just cares, he just wants to know what the boy wrote in these notes.

If he can't find the answer, he can't calm down for a moment.

Feng Ming took out the other three pieces of paper, placed them side by side, studied and pondered over and over again, and searched dictionaries, dictionaries, and ancient books over and over again.

The inner servant knelt on the ground for a long time, not daring to move, until the report of the Prime Minister's visit came from outside the hall, and the emperor had to put away the note and go out, and then he struggled to support his already sore legs.

Another servant came to help him, pinched his fingers, and sighed in a low voice: "In a few days, I don't know how many people will die." The

two looked at each other, and then their faces turned pale.

In a few days, it will be the anniversary of the death of all the people of Cheng'en's mansion. Back then, the late emperor was too ruthless, in order to force the emperor to come back, he killed more than 300 people in Cheng'en's mansion in one go. That day was the day when the emperor escaped from the capital, but it was also the day when the emperor fell into hell.

On this day, the emperor was depressed at light, and mad at worst. Everyone who came close to him was in danger.

Thinking of the tragic state of blood in the palace last year, several of the chamberlains had the idea of ​​escaping from the palace with wings.

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Feng Yi and Zhuang Li, who were kicked out after only two days in the palace, almost became the laughing stock of the entire capital. But neither of the two cared about what other people were saying.

Feng Yiba had to go to school and drink and have fun with a group of friends all day long.

The parts customized by Zhuang Li have been delivered one after another. He ordered them to be transported to a large house outside the city, assembled into eight spinning machines and five shuttle looms, and taught Zhuang Xiaohui the operating principles.

"This is your factory. You hire thirteen women to help you spin yarn and weave fabrics, and the finished products are sent directly to your store for sale. You don't need to look around for sources, you produce and sell yourself. This is called the integration of production and sales. It can greatly save operating costs." Zhuang Li briefly explained a few words.

Zhuang Xiaohui looked at these thirteen machines in astonishment, her voice trembling: "Brother, these machines are amazing! A normal spinning machine only has one or two spindles, but this machine has sixteen, and it operates It's simple. One person can spin yarn for sixteen people, and eight machines can spin yarn for one hundred and twenty-eight people. How fast is this?"

Zhuang Xiaohui counted with her fingers and sighed, "Brother , only these eight spinning machines are equivalent to a medium-sized workshop!"

"Not only that, the operation of this flying shuttle loom is simpler and the speed is higher. The yarn spun by the eight spinning machines, these five weaving machines The machine can weave all the cloth in one day, and the texture is very delicate and smooth, which is better than the cloth woven by hand." Zhuang Li slowly demonstrated the operation method of the flying shuttle loom.

The more Zhuang Xiaohui listened, the more excited she became: "Brother, we only need to hire thirteen people to weave so much and such good cloth, but the production cost is much less than that of a large workshop with one or two hundred people, so we can set the price of the cloth. It's cheaper, so everyone can afford it!"

Zhuang Li nodded and said: "Yes, because of the high production efficiency, our cloth can indeed be sold much cheaper than other companies. But you need to find a stable supply of cotton channels, To avoid the problem of insufficient raw materials in the future. When you have accumulated enough capital, you can go to the north to buy a large piece of land, grow cotton yourself, and realize the integration of production, supply and marketing, which will save costs.

"The cotton cloth just produced is not dyed. It looks white or not, yellow or yellow, rich people will not buy it, but because of the cheap price, ordinary people will definitely like it. So let's take the popular route first, with small profits but quick turnover, and then open a dyeing workshop when we have the money to make colored fabrics or printed fabrics ourselves, and take the high-end route. "

Zhuang Li gently patted his sister's shoulder and encouraged: "In short, let's take your time and don't be too hasty." Brother, I believe you can do it well. "

Opening a cloth workshop, opening a dyeing workshop, buying land, and planting cotton, the blueprint for the future is unfolding in front of Zhuang Xiaohui's eyes, and it is within reach. My brother invented such a magical machine, if she still can't do it well. If you have a business, then she is the number one idiot.

"Brother, I will do my best. I want to open our shop all over Dayan! "Zhuang Xiaohui patted her chest and said proudly.

"When I celebrate my birthday next year, give me a golden mountain." "Zhuang Li set a small goal for his sister.

Zhuang Xiaohui had a series of coughs before she could fully release her arrogance. After coughing, she laughed heartily, slapped her brother, and agreed neatly.

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Yu Yuxian found There is also a cloth shop opposite his own shop. The business is very hot. The shopkeeper is still a woman who has not left the cabinet

. , said disgust: "I don't know which girl it is, so shameless. "

Yu Yuxian felt uncomfortable, but didn't say anything. It is true that women are not suitable for business and are easy to suffer.

Mrs. Li was still talking: "Hmph, her cotton cloth is half cheaper than ours, what's the profit? I sent someone to buy it yesterday, feel it, does it feel very good? It's very fine. Slip?"

Mrs. Li took out a piece of cloth from the drawer and handed it to Yu Yuxian.

Yu Yuxian reached out and touched it, and the touch was really comfortable.

Li sneered: "I can bet that this cloth must have been woven by a skilled Zhinu with a lot of hard work, and the purchase price must be higher than her current selling price. She is a new store and has no customers, so she is making money at a loss. Shout out! Women are women. They have never studied or seen the world, and they do things in a random way. Such a good cloth is sold at such a low price. When the guests come back next time, they find that the price is high, and the cloth is not good. They will definitely want to What a mess."

Li pointed to the opposite side, and her expression became more and more contemptuous: "Look, the people who enter her store are all poor ghosts, and poor ghosts love to take advantage. There is no advantage to take in the future, who will patronize her. The shop? Besides, all she sells are home-made cloth, which is not rare for the rich. It is hard for the poor to make money, but the rich cannot make money. She is not dependent on both ends, so the business will not last long. Mother bet you, she The store will be closed within half a month."

Yu Yuxian said helplessly: "Mother, don't be a woman who hasn't seen the world, women can't do business, aren't you a woman?"

"Am I wrong? She really is not. Have you seen the world! I said she will be closed in half a month, do you dare to bet with me?" Li Shi was full of disdain.

"Don't dare, I don't think her business will last long." Yu Yuxian's point of view is the same as his mother's.

But she thought she was a good person, so she walked over to the opposite side when the evening closed, and reminded: "The price of your cloth is too low, I'm afraid it won't work for a long time."

"How can I sell it to you? You Are you jealous when you see my family's business is booming?" Zhuang Xiaohui sneered.

"Why are you so rude?" Yu Yuxian blushed and reprimanded: "As expected, only women and villains are difficult to support. If you don't listen to my advice, your shop won't last long! A girl who hasn't left the cabinet, Instead of staying at home and showing your face all day, what kind of tutor are you? Do your parents care about you?"

Zhuang Xiaohui looked her up and down with strange eyes, and then smiled contemptuously.

This person is obviously a woman, but every word he says is demeaning to a woman. Her thoughts have long been poisoned by the so-called etiquette education, and she even looks down on herself.

Her ideals and aspirations were originally used to cover up her selfish greed.

This man is so vulgar! Unbearable!

The more Zhuang Xiaohui thought about it, the more ironic she felt, so she shook her head and sighed: "Yu Yuxian, you are so pitiful, do you still know who you are?"

This ambiguous question seemed to imply deep meaning.

Yu Yuxian's heart skipped a beat for a moment, and then he began to feel guilty and annoyed. Why does this woman look at herself with pity? When she was in the officialdom, she was still playing needle and thread in the boudoir!

With an unyielding momentum, Yu Yuxian chased after him and asked, "You know me? What did you mean by that?"

Zhuang Xiaohui climbed into the carriage and looked at her condescendingly, with a firm and contemptuous tone: "Yu Yuxian, in your life, Nothing will be done."