After the dinner, Yu Zhiqian also drank in a daze, although the alcohol was not high, but it couldn't stand the crowd, as for how many mirrors were sold, Yu Zhiqian was not very clear, a hundred noodles? Two hundred? Forget it, anyway, when the time comes, the group of noble ministers will line up to come to the East Palace to pay the money, hehehe......

Yu Zhiqian remembered in a daze that he did not return to the palace immediately after drinking, but was called to the side hall by his cheap father and queen mother......

"Qian'er!"

"Queen Mother!"

"Your father said that you, as the crown prince, do this business thing, and the glass mirror is so expensive, this extravagance cannot be ......"

"Don't worry, the queen mother has a number, these mirrors will only be sold to the nobles, most of my Yu Tang's money is in the hands of these nobles, ministers, if they don't spend money, the economy can't be recycled, and the circulation can't be recycled......"

"It's nonsense, but today's gift to your queen mother is happy, so I will spare you once, how much did the mirror sell?"

"Well, Erchen doesn't know, it's about two hundred noodles, four hundred taels and one side!"

"And what about the cost?"

"It's all sand and quartz stone and some feldspar burning, there is no cost, father, not the son, those Hu merchants sell glass, they are all fired with sand, and everyone is still regarded as a treasure......"

"Well, it's really a huge profit!"

When Yu Zhiqian woke up, he felt a little pain in his head, and a soft voice came from beside him: "Your Highness, you are awake, the concubine will go and make you a cup of hot tea!" ”

"No, honey water will do, huh? Master Li? ”

Yu Zhiqian turned his head to look at the side, and found Master Li lying on his bed, looking shy, looking down at himself, as if naked? I drank a little too much last night, and then I was dragged by my father to say something, and then I was sent back to the East Palace? And then I seem to be ......

But why don't you have any memory at all? My first time was gone? Maybe it's not the first time in this body, but it's definitely the first time I've traveled to myself, it's so precious, I don't have any memory......

Master Li put on a light veil, and then walked out of bed, Yu Zhiqian could see that Master Li was walking a little deformed, and there were blood stains underneath......

Stepping on a somewhat vain pace, Yu Zhiqian had just finished breakfast, and saw Wu Sangui's old face appear in the East Palace, looking at Yu Zhiqian with a smile.

"Gonggong Wu, what are you doing so early?"

"Collect taxes!"

"Collect taxes?"

Yu Zhiqian was stunned for a moment, collecting taxes? What taxes are charged? I have no tax evasion, and the money I earn from doing business is honestly collected in accordance with the rules, but I am a law-abiding taxpayer, and there is no yin and yang account book!

"Your Highness may have forgotten, your Highness ...... yesterday"

Wu Sangui helped Yu Zhiqian recall what happened in the side hall last night, and Yu Zhiqian began to explain to his father how important business is, and what will happen if the commercial tax accounts for the majority, so the emperor sent Wu Sangui to the East Palace early the next morning to collect taxes, which is called a pilot!

After Yu Zhiqian listened to Wu Sangui's words, the whole person was stunned, did he dig a pit and bury himself?

The term pilot must have come up with it by itself, otherwise people in this era would not have this word at all.

"Father-in-law Wu, do you have to raise taxes on the left and right industries of the East Palace?"

Wu Sangui thought for a while, and finally shook his head slowly: "Yesterday, Your Highness, you said that it is imperative to increase the commercial tax, but not all taxes must be increased, and some taxes must be appropriately reduced. ”

“……”

I dug a pit and buried myself, the profiteering industry, Tanggou wine is indeed a profiteering industry, and glass, but Wu Sangui didn't say it, I hope my dad doesn't know how profitable his glass is!

Now Yu Zhiqian can't wait to give himself a slap in the face, why do you say so much, isn't it good to make money in peace and stability, wait until the East Palace is repaired, the academy is opened, everything is alive, and the money is enough to spend......

"Your Highness, this time I came to collect the tax on the mirror, of course, the old slave just came to inform His Highness, there will be a special household official to count His Highness's income from selling mirrors, Your Majesty said, this time ......"

"Xiaguan Hairui, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince......"

"Hehe, hehe......"

Before, Yu Zhiqian still fantasized that his father didn't know the huge profits of glass, but now it seems, hehe.

And he also sent a Hai Rui, why, why did he have the dynasty he crossed over, everyone has it, Yu Zhiqian looked at Hai Rui who had sewing marks on the edges of the official uniform in front of him, don't think about it, this character is no different from history, upright, iron-faced and selfless......

"Your Highness, the steward of Cheng Guo sent someone to send 1,800 taels of silver, saying that he wanted ten mirrors......"

Before the conversation was finished, Shen Wansan ran in excitedly, but after seeing that Yu Zhiqian's eyes seemed to be wrong, he immediately shut up and didn't speak

And Hai Rui next to him didn't know where to take out the brush, and there was a booklet, and began to write it down quickly, Yu Zhiqian's eyes couldn't help but widen, this is not scientific, your brush is not dipped in ink, how can you write something!

"Your Highness, the old slave will retire!"

Wu Sangui is still the same, with a smile on his face forever, and after passing on his will, he left slowly.

"Ahem, Your Highness, who is this?"

"Hai Rui, from the household department, someone came to buy the mirror, how much was sold, all told Hai Rui, don't hide it!"

"Whoa!"

Yu Zhiqian watched Shen Wansan leave with Hai Rui, and pulled his face hard, wanting to slap himself, but he couldn't help it, his parents couldn't beat himself, otherwise he would be sorry for his parents.

But when he thought of his father, Yu Zhiqian felt that it was still necessary to slap himself! Make yourself cheap!

Hit me, it hurts in your heart, ahh Don't get drunk!

The specific tax amount Yu Zhiqian is not clear, Wu Sangui did not say clearly, it is estimated that His Majesty the Emperor of the wise and martial arts has not thought clearly, but the matter has happened, and it can only be accepted, of course, things cannot be just looked at one side.

This matter is also beneficial, for example, to promote the commercial tax collection of the Yu Tang Empire, so that the emperor and ministers can see the huge benefits of commercial tax, promote commercial development, and reduce a little agricultural burden.

Yu Zhiqian is not a saint, since the time traveled, many of the things Yu Zhiqian is doing are for his own consideration, Yu Zhiqian has not considered how the people are now, not that Yu Zhiqian does not want to, but he is really incapable.

Chemical fertilizer, farm tools, these two things Yu Zhiqian also wants to get out, but Yu Zhiqian really can't, he only knows that rice fields can be used as fertilizer, but it seems to be buried in the ground for fermentation.

Although he grew up in the countryside when he was a child, he went down to the ground to fish and catch crayfish, but he didn't go to the farm, and he didn't see the plow, and after it was a little bigger, it was all kinds of machinery......

"Your Highness, it's snowing!"

Zhang Zhan beside him reminded in a low voice, Yu Zhiqian looked up at the sky, as if it was really starting to snow, and it had been almost a year since he crossed over......

"What is He Shen doing?"

"I've recovered from my injuries, and I'm learning from the waiter for the time being......"

"Let him replace Shen Wansan to follow Hai Rui!"

"Whoa!"

"Where's Zhang Xiaojing?"

"It seems to be teaching Lu Bu martial arts!"

"Let's go, let's see!"

Lu Bu is still practicing martial arts diligently every day, but his progress is slow, and Yu Zhiqian can see that Lu Bu has no talent for martial arts training at all.

In the school field, I saw Zhang Xiaojing standing lazily in place, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and Lu Bu holding a big axe, standing opposite, panting and wiping sweat.

"Come again!"

I saw Lu Bu roaring, and one of the eighteen styles he learned from Xing Daorong was once again showing off his strength to split Huashan.

"Come on, brother!"

The little sable cicada stood aside and kept cheering for Lu Bu, and Lu Bu lived up to expectations, flew towards the rear, and finally slowly landed on the ground.

"Hey...... Lu Bu, I think you should give this a try! ”

Yu Zhiqian took out a halberd and threw it to Lu Bu vigorously.

Lu Bu was stunned for a moment, and then instinctively took over the halberd that Yu Zhiqian threw over, and when the halberd was in his hands, Lu Bu felt a heavy sense of power.

Yu Zhiqian looked at Lu Bu silently: "When you pick up this Fang Tian Painting Halberd, you will ......"

I don't know if it was the halberd that gave Lu Bu courage, or Yu Zhiqian's observation of the battle made Lu Bu full of confidence, in short, Lu Bu, who got up from the ground again, suddenly felt that he was full of strength.

"Come again!"

Lu Bu roared again, brandishing his halberd and slashing at Zhang Xiaojing.

"Bang!"

Lu Bu flew out upside down again, Zhang Xiaojing looked at Lu Bu with a piece of grass in his mouth: "How many times have I told you, don't shout loudly before making a move, you are afraid that others will not know if you want to cut him, you shouted and your anger leaked out, and you ......"

While complaining, Zhang Xiaojing whipped Lu Bu's legs with a wooden stick: "Tell you to practice more kung fu, look at you, your legs are unstable, and you still use a halberd, go get a mountain knife, don't use an axe......"

In the snow, Lu Bu looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt that studying was a very good thing, maybe he could be admitted to the Jinshi if he worked hard......

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, the first snow in early September has been intermittently falling for seven days before stopping, and the entire Chang'an has been put on a silver makeup, and the house in the East Palace has collapsed three more rooms without accident, and Yu Zhiqian feels that the remaining houses in the East Palace seem to be not enough to last until the beginning of spring.

"Why are mirrors selling less and less lately?"

When Yu Zhiqian was bored looking at some industries under his name, he suddenly found that something was wrong, and the sales of mirrors had actually fallen off a cliff in the past few days......