Chapter Thirty-Seven: I'm Not Blaming Shu Huang

Yu Zixuan turned white, "Dad, don't misunderstand, blame me for not explaining." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

This kid, how did he learn to play dumb riddles, and he completely forgot that he was a little anxious just now.

"I mean, the three families of the King of Lorraine, each family share 20% of the net profit, they only need to pay 1,000 taels of money, plus an occasional convenience."

As for how much money the three of them paid, Yu's father didn't care so much. But Yu Zixuan's statement of two percent of the net profit of each family made him frown a little, and Yu's father calculated carefully, and asked with some concern: "Zixuan, will it be too much to divide the net profit into two percent." ā€

Yu's father's worries are not unreasonable, sharing profits and sharing pure profits are completely different things.

Yes, no matter how rare your new tea is, it is also sold to people to drink. Since it is sold to people to drink, it is not much more expensive than it is. If according to the original operation model, each family shares two percent of the net profit, then the Yu family will not make much money, and it is not as cost-effective as selling old tea before.

wasted manpower, material resources and resources, and in the end, the three of them may not be satisfied.

However, Yu Zixuan will not fully refer to the current business model.

Yu Zixuan smiled, "Dad, you're too worried." I have an idea here about a new way of working, and I'm about to tell you. ā€

A new way of working? The corners of Yu's father's eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't guess a little.

So, Yu Zixuan carefully told his father his thoughts, and as Yu Zixuan slowly continued, Yu's father was even more surprised in his heart, and at the same time a little curious, how Zixuan thought of this way.

Seeing the constant change in the expression on Yu's father's face, Yu Zixuan secretly smiled, stupid, the distribution method of the later generations, and then refer to the model of the franchise store, and then the young master combined with the big Zhou market and made a small change, scared!

Father Yu got up and walked back and forth in the study, and after a long time, he finally sorted out his thoughts, his eyes were shining, and he said excitedly: "Zixuan, your idea is wonderful, it's just wonderful." ā€

Yu Zixuan smiled and said nothing, Yu Father's reaction had long been expected by him, he had crossed such a long time and space, if this little brain couldn't move, then what else was there to do.

"Yo, what are you talking about, so happy." While talking, Yu's mother came over. For so many years, except before Zixuan's enlightenment, I haven't seen his two grandfathers laughing together.

Father Yu stroked his beard and smiled: "Zixuan just talked to me about some business matters, some of them have very good personal ideas, according to this, you can be on your own in the near future." ā€

Hearing that her son was praised, Yu's mother was overjoyed, although the person who praised was her husband, but so what, some people said that her son was good, and that was enough.

Yu's mother smiled gently, looked at Yu Zixuan, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became, "My family Zixuan is naturally smart, capable and thoughtful, you are a father, did you only know today?"

Embarrassment flashed on his father's face, my dear, we can't be so unreasonable, how was my son before, don't you know?

But who made Yu's father happy now, and he rarely quarreled with Yu's mother before, so Yu's father habitually kept silent and didn't care about these things with his mother.

Yu's mother grabbed Yu Zixuan's hands and asked with concern: "Zixuan, after talking for so long, are you hungry?" I heard Yue'er say, you didn't eat when you got up, let's go, my mother made crucian carp soup for you by herself, let's eat, don't tell your father. ā€

Yu Zixuan was a little speechless, why does this mother like to hold her hand and talk. Forget it, who called you a mother, just pull it......

For a moment, Yu Zixuan suddenly wondered if this mother was too doting on herself, reluctant to beat, reluctant to scold, and distressed even to say a word......

Yu Zixuan was dragged out of the door by Yu's mother, looked back curiously, and asked, "Dad, aren't you going to eat with us?" ā€

Finally someone remembered me, and they all said that raising children to prevent old age, which was really true, Yu's father suddenly felt that he was too strict with Zixuan before, which led to Yu Zixuan being so rebellious.

"Go, go, go, I happen to be hungry too..."

Yu Mu gave him a blank look, really, the boss is not a small person, why is he so unorthodox.

"Let's go, ignore him."

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After eating, I wanted to go out for a walk, but I felt that the sun was too big and the sun was hot, so I gave up, so I should go out later.

So, Yu Zixuan came back to his cool courtyard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Yue'er panicking as if she was stuffing something into her arms.

Yu Zixuan asked with a smile: "Yue'er, did you steal food?" ā€

"No, no. Yue'er is not so greedy, the young master can't wronged me. Yue'er shook her cerebellum and tried her best to justify.

"Really?" Yu Zixuan smiled evilly: "I just saw you stuffing something into your arms, let me touch it." ā€

Hearing that Yu Zixuan wanted to touch it, Yue'er covered her chest with her two little hands, blushed, and said in a low voice: "Aunt Zhang told Yue'er that girls can't let men touch them casually...... However, young master, if you want to touch ...... Yue'er... Just ......"

It's a little embarrassing......

Yu Zixuan suddenly felt like a strange Shu millet who tricked a little girl into going to see a goldfish.

"What are you thinking about in your little brain......" Yu Zixuan stretched out his hand and pinched Yue'er's beautiful little nose, and pinched it for a long time before letting go: "If you want to take it out and let the young master see it, forget it, this young master is not rare." ā€

"Oops... Young master, you are necrotic, and you always bully people. Yue'er rubbed her little nose, slightly dissatisfied, and said, "Yue'er's nose is going to be pinched by you." ā€

"Really, pinched? Come, I'll see. Yu Zixuan was about to pinch again, and the startled Yue'er hurriedly retreated.

"Haha."

This girl......

Yu Zixuan shook her head, didn't tease her anymore, turned around and went into the house.

flipped through the bookshelf, and finally took the "History of Zhou", not that Yu Zixuan likes history, but that those sage books are really obscure, and no one teaches him, so it is really difficult to break sentences.

Unlike "History of Zhou", if you read it slowly, you can always find a broken point.

Moreover, reading "History of Zhou" is more helpful for me to understand this era, and it is still helpful for future development.

Speaking of which, this Great Zhou Dynasty is also the second great unification of this world, before the Great Yu Dynasty set the capital of Kyushu, and finally came to an end after five hundred years.

After that, the heroes competed for each other, each claiming the throne of the land, although there was never a shortage of characters with great ambitions. However, even if you are killed to the death, no one has the ability to unify the Central Plains.

As the saying goes, the general trend of the world, together for a long time, must be divided, and for a long time must be united.

The trajectory of history is not to be frozen like this.

The Central Plains fought fiercely, and the Northern Zhao poured the power of the country, and it was difficult to stop the pace of the South Chen going north, and when the crisis was in danger, the Northern Zhao opened the door, and Xu Chongjin invited the Hu people to go south to help, but the result was to lure the wolf into the house.

The Hu people and wolves were ambitious, and they took the opportunity to unite the tribes of the grassland, gathered 300,000 troops, and destroyed Northern Zhao in an instant. The countries of the Western Regions smelled the rumors and also had thoughts about the temptation of interests. Bewildered, desired. Driven by hope, they raised troops to pounce on the Central Plains.

Since then, the Central Plains has opened a new prelude, endless killings, endless shame, and inhumane black history......

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