Zhang Heng and Feng Bao found a place and walked down, waiting slowly.

Feng Bao took out a bag of osmanthus candy and ate it, and asked at the same time, "Brother, what are you doing with the paper so soft?" ”

"You're going to love it then."

Zhang Heng sold it, after all, using paper to wipe his butt is still too advanced for people in this era, and it will shock them.

"I'd like to see what paper can do besides writing."

Feng Bao was also very curious.

An hour later, Hou Furong also walked out with a pile of paper and said to Zhang Heng: "Do you want this kind of paper?" ”

Zhang Heng picked up a piece of paper and looked at it, it was very thin in terms of thickness, and then touched it, and found that it was also very soft, in general, compared with the toilet paper of later generations, it was very close, not a loss of the Song Dynasty! The development of the paper industry is beneficial, and from now on there is no need to wipe the butt with bamboo chips, thinking of this, he can't help laughing.

Feng Bao saw him smirk at the pile of papers, and quickly stretched out his hand to shake it in front of his eyes, and said, "Brother, are you okay?" It can't be a demon! ”

"It's okay, I'm happy."

Zhang Heng breathed a long sigh of relief, and the problem of going to the toilet was finally solved.

"Zhang Gongzi, you haven't told me what this paper is for, and where the business opportunities are?"

Hou Furong asked.

After Zhang Heng calmed down, he looked at the two of them and said, "The function of this paper is to wipe your buttocks."

Hearing this, Hou Furong and Feng Bao couldn't help but be stunned, and they didn't come back to their senses at all for a while.

Seeing their stunned expressions, Zhang Heng also opened his mouth and said, "What? Silly? ”

"Zhang Gongzi, you... How can you speak so rudely. ”

Hou Furong's face was slightly red, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry.

"I'm telling the truth, as long as you seize this business opportunity, do you still have no business in this paper workshop?"

Zhang Heng continued to strike while the iron was hot to persuade.

Hou Furong thought for a while, and said: "Our Hou family's paper mill is also operated for three generations, although it can't be said to be a scholarly family, but it is also a famous one in Bianjing City, let us make such filthy things, I will never do it." ”

Zhang Heng spread his hands and said, "Then you will hold your good reputation and go out of business with your workshop!" In the future, when people talk about your home, they will only remember that they used to run a paper mill, and then they closed down. ”

"You..."

For his words, Hou Furong couldn't refute it for a while.

"To tell you the truth, you don't do it, some people do it with me, after all, this craft artificial paper mill has it, as the saying goes, the first person to eat crabs is the most profitable, and when others rely on this toilet paper to become famous in Bianjing, don't blame me for not giving you this opportunity."

Seeing Hou Furong like this, Zhang Heng decided to stimulate her again, and after saying this, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Etc.. Wait, I'll do it. ”

Seeing that he was leaving, Hou Furong hurriedly stopped him, she also knew that this was a great business opportunity, but she couldn't erase this face.

Zhang Heng saw that she agreed, so he continued: "Okay, then let's talk about cooperation." ”

Hou Furong also got serious and said, "How to cooperate?" ”

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said: "First, I will take 10% of the income from toilet paper, and the next day your family's land will be used to grow peppers, and your family will be responsible for hiring people to plant it, and it will be divided into five or five points." ”

"It's no problem for you to grow chili peppers on my family's land, but why do you have to share 10% of the income from toilet paper?"

Hou Furong was very dissatisfied with this clause.

"Of course, I didn't take this for nothing, I will be the consultant of your paper mill, to give you advice on the sales of toilet paper, you also know, when the toilet paper comes out, other paper mills will definitely follow suit, do you know how to avoid your workshop products are not eliminated, how to build your brand? And I know that if we hadn't worked with other partners, I wouldn't have taken a single fee for this consultant. ”

Zhang Heng also talked eloquently, whether in the future or in this era, toilet paper is an industry with small profits and quick turnover, and it is impossible to make a fortune from this.

Hou Furong heard what he said, thought for a while, and said: "You can take 10%, but you have to write in the contract that if you can't solve the problems you said, you will have to pay three times the compensation." ”

"Okay, I promise you, Miss Hou, your business acumen is not a little bit of light!"

Zhang Heng didn't expect that she could still propose compensation for breach of contract, this business acumen is not ordinary!

Hou Furong didn't say anything, and immediately turned around and went into the house to draw up the contract.

After signing the contract, Zhang Heng also said to her: "Now you cut this toilet paper into boxy sheets, and then pack them one by one, reserve more goods and sell them, as for the price, you can set it yourself." ”

Hou Furong put away the contract book, and said at the same time: "Zhang Gongzi, I see that you are dressed as a scholar, but how do you do things but have the momentum of a businessman?" This is against the way you read! ”

"I don't care, go your own way and let others do it!"

With that, Zhang Heng got up and walked out.

"Go your own way, don't talk about it, you're such a weirdo."

Hou Furong looked at his departing back, and a trace of inexplicable brilliance flashed in her eyes.

When Zhang Heng came to the hall, he saw that Feng Bao was stuffing stacks of toilet paper into his sleeves, and he also asked curiously, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Of course, take it home and wipe your butt! I don't want to go back and wipe my ass with a piece of wood. ”

Feng Bao muttered, but the movements in his hands never stopped, for fear that the toilet paper would be gone.

"Well, I'll take some too."

Zhang Heng thought that there would be a period of time for toilet paper to be on the market, so he also joined the ranks of collecting toilet paper.

Not long after, in Zhang's Mansion, the green pothos was sweeping the ground, and suddenly saw Zhang Heng walking back slowly, her body was bulging, as if there were a lot of things, she also hurriedly ran over and asked, "Childe, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, girl, you can use this to wipe your butt in the future, don't use that wood chip, and bring some to Madame by the way."

Zhang Heng didn't say a word, and directly stuffed a thick stack of toilet paper into her hand.

And the pothos was dumbfounded when she looked at this stack of toilet paper, not knowing what was going on.

After Zhang Heng returned to the bedroom and put away the toilet paper, he immediately came to the kitchen and began to rummage in the stove.

After a short time he took out a few black charcoals from the stove, and to-morrow he was going to hand in the last painting, and whether the painting could be completed or not depended on these charcoals.

After collecting enough charcoal, Zhang Heng also went back to the room to rest.