Chapter Thirty-Eight: Something to Ask For

The sun, moon and stars flowed, and when the sky was covered with stars, Zhang Yuan returned home.

If he could, he wouldn't want to travel so long once, and the next time he would get a carriage and go out in a comfortable way.

When I arrived outside the house, I saw that the door of the entire Zhang Mansion was still closed, although there were lights and shadows flashing inside, but it made people feel like they were thousands of miles away.

Lao Zhao is still doing things well, there is no movement up and down.

Zhang Yuan smiled with satisfaction, and then tapped on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me."

Hearing Zhang Yuan's voice, Lao Zhao, who lived on the right side of the gate, hurriedly opened the gate.

"The head of the house, you can count it back, today is the whole day, and the villain is worried."

Lao Zhao actually didn't know why the matter was so serious, it was all because of Zhang Yuan's warning that he would be alert.

"It's okay, let's go in first."

"Huh."

After Lao Zhao welcomed Zhang Yuan into the door, he looked back and forth outside, and then led the horse in and closed the door by the way.

"The master of the house, you go in first, the eldest daughter is still waiting for you in the main building, and the old slave goes to tie the horse up."

"Okay, I know, let Lao Wang get some food, I haven't eaten water and rice for a day, and I'm a little hungry."

"Whoa."

Then the dim stone lamps on both sides of the corridor, Zhang Yuan walked all the way to the main building, and saw that only one floor was lit, but there was a figure inside.

This figure must be Zhuo Wenjun, there is no doubt about it.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Zhuo Wenjun immediately got up and came out, and when he saw Zhang Yuan, he pursed his lips slightly, and his face was full of worry.

"Ah Yuan, you're back."

Zhang Yuan nodded, and then walked in.

"It's not too early, let's go back and rest."

"Well, I have something to tell you."

Zhuo Wenjun did not leave, but walked in with Zhang Yuan.

"What?"

Zhuo Wenjun has always looked like he has no desires, and he rarely asks for it, and he is basically in two worlds with Zhang Yuan.

"Today I went to the backyard and saw that they took down the paper and sealed it in a box."

Zhang Yuan has not hidden this matter from Zhuo Wenjun, but no one knows what Zhang Yuan's final intentions are before he sees the finished product.

Until now, Lao Zhao and the others don't know what the paper they got out of after more than a month of busy work is used for.

But apparently now Zhuo Wenjun has seen it.

"Mm-hmm, I made them do it.

I went to Chang'an today, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes will be staring at home in the future, so it's better to be careful. ”

Zhuo Wenjun's beautiful eyes flickered, and he looked a little hesitant, maybe the words he was about to say were more difficult to say.

"Ah Yuan, do you know how much interest there will be in this?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

"If the Zhang Mansion makes paper and sells it to the outside world.

Within five years, the Zhang family may be able to surpass the Huang family and become a solid family that even a big man who stomps his feet will be shocked. ”

"And what are you going to do with it?"

"I went to Chang'an City today for this matter, I have already discussed it with Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, and Your Majesty has seen it.

Your Majesty is fifty percent of the profit, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is three percent of the profit, and our Zhang family is two percent of the profit. ”

Hearing that Zhang Yuan had already arranged this matter properly, and that the person he cooperated with was still an existence that no one could provoke, Zhuo Wenjun was a little disappointed all of a sudden.

"That's right."

Looking at Zhuo Wenjun's gains and losses, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"Nothing."

Zhuo Wenjun shook his head, turned around and was about to leave.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but suddenly grabbed Zhuo Wenjun's wrist.

"To put it bluntly, we are all a family, and there is something to hide."

Zhuo Wenjun blushed a little, changed his previous glamorous image, and was a little shy at this moment.

She broke free of Zhang Yuan's hand before she spoke.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I received news from Linqiong some time ago, saying that my father was suppressed by the Huang family, and it was difficult to maintain the business in Shuzhong.

When I saw this paper today, I thought that I might be able to open a new source of wealth for the Zhuo family, and I didn't have to fight with the Huang family anymore, but now there is no hope. ”

Regarding Zhuo Wenjun's expulsion from the house, Zhang Yuan had long known in his heart that it was fake, and now he was not surprised to see Zhuo Wenjun worrying about Zhuo Wangsun.

"The Huang family has mastered the art of steelmaking, which can drive down the price of steel.

However, Zhuo Wangsun only has the skills of smelting wrought iron that I provided before, and I think that he really can't fight the Huang family.

However, the amount of iron ore in the hands of the Zhuo family far exceeds that of the Huang family, but they can completely overwhelm the Huang family along the way in smelting steel.

It's just that I advise you to write to persuade your father to give up when you should give up, smelting steel is not a good livelihood. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan thought of the Salt and Iron Order, if Zhuo Wangsun could break his wrist as a strong man, the loss in the future would definitely not be too great.

"You're saying you have a way to fight the Huang family?"

Zhuo Wenjun only heard Zhang Yuan's meaning, but did not hear Zhang Yuan's persuasion.

"Yes, yes, but it's still the same sentence, let your father sell all the family business to the Huang family.

In this way, isn't it a good thing to have countless family wealth every day and have no worries in your life? ”

Now Zhang Yuan has never seen Sang Hongyang, but he knows that this person is serving in the palace, if there are one or two more large-scale wars against the Xiongnu, the Han finances will be stretched, and the salt and iron official camp is also imperative.

At that time, the government will not let you do it if you don't do it, and it won't take out a penny to compensate, so it's better to sell the family business to the Huang family while there is no momentum now.

Zhuo Wenjun lowered his head and did not speak, it is difficult to persuade Zhuo Wangsun no matter who said it.

Zhang Yuan knew it in his heart, but the words had come to this point, and it was all for Zhuo Wenjun to remind him.

"Father is afraid that he will not listen to these words, the efforts of several generations have now reached the peak in the hands of my father, and my father only thinks about being able to go further, and it is impossible for him to give up at this time."

Zhuo Wenjun still didn't give up hope, seeing that Zhang Yuan's tears were about to drop, thinking that Zhang Yuan would be able to help the Zhuo family again at this time.

Zhang Yuan was also quite helpless, Zhuo Wenjun had not asked Zhang Yuan for anything for many years, and Zhang Yuan really couldn't bear to refuse at this moment.

"I will copy down the techniques of smelting fine steel, and you can send them to Shuzhong when the time comes."

Zhuo Wenjun's face was happy, but he quickly lowered his face again.

"If you have exactly the same skills as the Huang family, I'm afraid you can't do anything, you must know that the Huang family has already accounted for most of the amount of stainless steel."

Zhang Yuan shook his head helplessly, and then seemed to have given up a piece of his heart.

"You go upstairs with me, and I'll show you something."