On a summer afternoon, on the riverside path, the breeze was blowing, and Zong Xiu and Yi walked side by side.

In the turquoise waves, there are occasionally big fish jumping out of the water; Birds flock to the grass and sometimes land in the grass to forage leisurely.

Hearing Yi Cheng's question, Zong Xiu said with a smile: "Although the land in Wannian County is fertile, the fertile land can make a few dollars a year. Childe, I don't plan to live on rent. ”

"Why did the boy buy the land?"

Yi was even more curious.

Zong Xiu said proudly: "I plan to transform Jiangjia Village into the first workshop village in the Tang Dynasty. ”

"Workshop?"

Yi was stunned.

Zong Xiu said: "It's a workshop." As long as I buy the fields in Jiangjia Village, all the villagers will be my tenants at that time. If you plant land or something, then each family will contribute one or two laborers to work for me and you will be free of rent, the best of both worlds, why not? ”

Since the secret conversation with Yi Dumping, Zong Xiu has a plan to engage in business.

As the saying goes, a companion is like a tiger, Zong Xiu found that his personality was not suitable for officialdom, and he had no leisure to intrigue with others.

Although there is a way to seek fame, when the ink in the stomach is exhausted, the filling will inevitably be exposed.

The safest way to do this is to go into business!

Anyway, it has also traveled over from more than a thousand years later, and there are a lot of money-making ideas that surpass this era, and just take a few out to do it, and you will not have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life. How good it is to accumulate wealth to a certain extent, and still have the power of self-preservation.

The more Zong Xiu thought about it, the more proud he became: "Jiangjia Village is close to our house, so it is convenient to take care of it, and as long as I give them the land to plant for free and pay them every month, the hearts of the villagers will naturally be towards me." ”

"In business, the most important thing is to work together."

"When the money promised by the Yan family is in place, the plan to transform Jiangjia Village can be completely launched. If nothing else, the first shipment will be available in ten days. ”

"Hehe, when the time comes, I will make the entire Tang Dynasty shake three times, not only famous all over the world, but also earn softly. Ha ha...... Fame and fortune are what I want! ”

Zong Xiu said that at the end, he looked at Yi Yuan's eyes with excitement.

Yi Chengqing was puzzled: "Childe wants to be in business?" ”

Zong Xiu nodded: "Don't worry, girl, the money earned by Childe is all yours, and in the future, you can buy whatever you want, and eat whatever you want." Hehe, my goal is to surpass the Chai family in three years and become the richest businessman in Datang! ”

Just when Zong Xiu was making a vow with pride, Yi poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Childe, business is a cheap business. The son is already a master of the country at a young age, and he has the talent of the world, why not go further, seek prominence with his career, and show his ambitions with officialdom! Why did you have the intention of becoming a businessman? ”

“……”

Zong Xiu rolled her eyes depressedly.

Sure enough, the class ideology of feudal society is deep-rooted, and even Yi Dumping can't see through it.

Shinong industry and commerce is a class ideology that has been inherited for thousands of years.

In all dynasties, 'merchants' were at the bottom of the rankings of Shinong industry and commerce. In order to encourage farming, the imperial court issued many laws restricting merchants.

For example, merchants are not allowed to wear silk and satin, and the children of merchants are not allowed to participate in the imperial examinations......

But what does this have to do with Zong Xiu?

As a wearer, Zong Xiu's eyes do not have the concept of 'businessman' being lowly at all. On the contrary, I envy rich businessmen and do whatever they want.

"Girl, there's nothing wrong with doing business, look at the Chai family's ......"

Without waiting for Zong Xiu to finish speaking, Yi poured affection and said: "The Chai family has never come forward to do business in person. Not only the Chai family, but also the dignitaries and dignitaries in Chang'an City have subordinates who take care of the industry on their behalf. Have you ever seen an official eunuch personally show up to do business? ”

"Then I'll just find someone."

Zong Xiu rolled his eyes, what a simple thing. Isn't it just like those small companies in later generations, just find someone to be a legal person, give some money every year, and if something happens, the legal person is responsible, and there is nothing to do with yourself.

Yi sighed, she grew up in Yi Fengge since she was a child, she has seen all kinds of people, and she has heard a lot of things inside, and it is not so simple for officials to do business.

However, Zong Xiu was on the rise, and Yi couldn't persuade him, so he only said: "Have you ever thought about who to find to take care of the business on your behalf?" Money is the most devastating thing, and if you can't find a loyal and reliable person, you will lose half of the deal if you don't make it. ”

"Well, I'll talk about that later."

Zong Xiu thought about it, his plan was really about to be launched, and the daily gold and silver flow would definitely exceed a thousand taels, if he couldn't find a reliable person to watch, it would really be equivalent to a loss.

The three-mile trail was not far, and the two of them walked while talking, and soon arrived at the door of the house.

When Zong Xiu entered the courtyard, he couldn't wait to find pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Yi poured affection when Zong Xiu wanted to write something, and hurriedly drew water and ink.

When the ink was polished, he saw Zong Xiu handing over the pen with a wicked smile.

"Girl, write two words and take a look."

"Huh?"

Although Yi Chengqing didn't know what Zong Xiu wanted to do, he still took the pen and wrote a small poem.

The font is beautiful and beautiful, and it is very good-looking.

"Yes, yes, much better than what I wrote."

Zong Xiu casually praised two sentences and said, "Then work hard for you and write all the words again." ”

"Ah, all the words?"

Yi exclaimed.

Brush words!

Or all the words!

This is going to be written, and it won't wait until tomorrow?

I don't care if I don't sleep all night, but my wrist can't hold it.

Zong Xiu smiled evilly: "Don't worry, just write it in two or three days." ”

Easy to pour out: "......"

In the small courtyard, Yi Xiangqing stood beside the stone table, writing word by word, Zong Xiu moved a stool and sat at the gate of the courtyard, staring at Yi Tianqing who was writing seriously, and sometimes glanced at the path outside the courtyard.

When it got dark, I saw two carriages slowly coming along the riverside path.

"It's finally here. Girl, don't write it yet, Jiang Lizheng is back. ”

Two carriages, the first one was sat by Jiang Jian when he left, leading the way in front, and came to the gate of the small courtyard after a while.

Jiang Jian jumped out of the carriage and complimented: "Master Zong, the old man lived up to his trust and invited people." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the second carriage stepped down with a white-bearded old man.

The old man was about sixty years old, with a tall posture and an extraordinary bearing.

Zong Xiu said: "He is the adult? ”

Jiang Jian whispered, "This is the adult's butler." That lord had no leisure, and the Jiang family's Murata property was only a small part of his many industries, so how could he come in person for such a small business. ”

Speaking kung fu, the old man walked up to Zong Xiu and looked Zong Xiu up and down: "You are the new arithmetic assistant teacher of Guozijian?" The recently famous Zongxiu? ”

"Your Excellency?"

Zong Xiu looked at the old man suspiciously, feeling that this old man was very arrogant.

"I'm the butler of the Martial Mansion, Wu Lianzhen, just call me Uncle Wu!"

"Butler of the Martial Mansion? The butler of the Samurai Tsukasa-sama's house? ”

Zong Xiu's face was strange.

Wu Lianzhen snorted: "Naturally! ”

"Shhh...... It turned out to be the butler of Master Wu, please come in quickly. Girl, serve tea. ”

Zong Xiu beckoned Wu Lianzhen to enter the courtyard, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

Good boy, samurai! The famous Empress Wu Cong and Wu Zetian's Laozi.

Damn, I didn't expect Jiangjia Village to be a martial artist!