Chapter 33 Rules of Survival in the Workplace

Fang Xiu turned his head to look.

Wu Mingkong's delicate face, his brows tightened, as if he had dreamed of something extremely terrifying.

"Have a nightmare, why are you calling my name?"

Fang Xiu looked at Wu Mingkong, a little speechless, and was about to turn around and leave.

Then.

Wu Mingkong's expression changed again, and he didn't know what he dreamed of, so he actually smirked.

While smirking.

While still muttering something.

Fang Xiu took a step forward, leaning closer, and heard her mouth muttering her own name.

“......”

At this moment, Fang Xiu was really stunned.

It's understandable to have a nightmare calling his name.

After all, the psychological shadow caused by a finger deer for horses is indeed very large.

But in the dream, hehe, he giggled, why did he call his name too?

"Inexplicable."

Looking at Wu Mingkong, who was lying quietly under the covers, Fang Xiu shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart:

"Look at the point, at least sleep without kicking the quilt."

He looked at Lin Wan'er on the side and ordered, "Take care of Your Majesty." ”

When Lin Wan'er heard this, she said in her heart: Fang Xiang, you are not here, you are the best care for Your Majesty.

I thought so in my heart, but I didn't dare to say this, but I just bowed and saluted:

"The slave understands."

Fang Xiu nodded, didn't say anything, turned around and left the room.

The backyard of the Iren Habitat.

The shopkeeper of Yirenju kept pacing, and his heart was full of apprehension.

"If that person is really a good man, he won't blame me for being inconsiderate, right?"

"I'll ask you later, did those dogs anger Xiangye!"

The shopkeeper is worried.

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

"It's compensation."

The shopkeeper was startled when he heard the ghostly voice, and turned his head to look.

Not far away.

A swordsman shrouded in black robes placed a silver ticket on the stone mill.

I saw the black-robed swordsman.

The shopkeeper was in good spirits all of a sudden!

A few days ago, when Fang Xiangye led people to raid the house, he took a look at it from a distance.

Those guards of the Xiangguo Mansion are dressed like this!

You guessed it right!

That Fang Gongzi is Fang Xiangye!

The shopkeeper looked at the black-robed swordsman in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Secretly rejoicing: I was lucky to have made the right decision.

"My lord, this silver ticket ......"

He stretched out his hand and was about to excuse himself, but before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly found that the black-robed swordsman had disappeared.

"Come without a shadow, go without a trace, worthy of being the guard of the Xiangguo Mansion!"

The shopkeeper sighed in his heart, walked to the graphite, and found that it was a silver ticket of five hundred taels, and he was immediately overjoyed!

This time, not only did he avoid the crisis, but he also earned more than 200 taels of silver for nothing!

It is said that the prime minister has a tyrannical temperament and eats people without spitting out bones.

Now it seems that these are all rumors!

The Prime Minister is still very reasonable!

The shopkeeper held the silver ticket and had a relaxed smile on his face.

............

Xiangguo Mansion.

Fang Xiu returned to the courtyard, and it was already dusk.

Daji sat alone in the courtyard, holding a book in her hand, reading very seriously!

"Yes, it's quite studious."

Fang Xiu praised in his heart and walked up to Daji.

Two steps away, Daji didn't even notice that Fang Xiu was standing in front of him, still looking at the book in his hand.

The charming face showed a look of thought.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu was even more curious, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?" So fascinating? ”

Leng Buding heard Fang Xiu's voice.

Daji was startled and almost jumped up from the stone bench.

"Master, you're scaring people!"

Daji snorted coquettishly, and her delicate little hands covered her chest.

Fang Xiu subconsciously glanced at it.

Magnificent.

Then.

Daji raised the book in his hand, shook it in front of Fang Xiu, and replied, "People are reading the "Rules of Survival in the Workplace". ”

"Rules of Survival in the Workplace"?

Such a boring book, can you read it so fascinating?

Fang Xiu's face showed a look of incomprehension.

It seemed that he saw Fang Xiu's doubts.

Daji explained: "It says that if you want to survive in the workplace, you must find out the mind of your boss and think about your boss everywhere. ”

"There are many specific ways to do this, such as ......"

Daji spoke, her gaze moving downward.

The innocent face is still ignorant and ignorant, but the eyes are full of charm.

“......”

Fang Xiu didn't believe it, there was such a passage in the book.

"Ahem!"

He cleared his throat and said, "How is the income of Zhenbao Zhai today?" ”

Listen to Fang Xiu mention Jumbo Zhai.

Daji also restrained his flattery and replied, "As expected, there are seven thousand taels of silver. ”

Speaking of which, after a pause, he explained:

"Because the workshop can only produce seven thousand taels of goods now."

Seven thousand taels.

According to this calculation, it is more than 2.5 million taels a year!

It's almost equal to the deposit of the treasury!

And that's just in the capital!

Of course.

There are not many cities in the Great Qian Empire that can afford to consume refined salt and monosodium glutamate.

Moreover, those large families can eat for a long time when they buy it once.

Even so.

The cost of removal is not high, and the benefits of refined salt and monosodium glutamate are also scary!

"If you build a few more workshops, the Great Qian Empire will be able to feed all the people by only producing sugar and monosodium glutamate!"

Of course.

Fang Xiu knew very well that this was not how the account was calculated.

Without a strong industrial and agricultural base, no matter how developed commerce and trade are, it will eventually perish!

The Southern Song Dynasty is a very typical example!

"Master!"

Daji's peach-like eyes looked at Fang Xiu and asked, "Do you want Shangguan Haitang to build a few more workshops?" ”

Fang Xiu pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "She has more important things to do. ”

"Don't worry about the expansion of the workshop, wait a few days, the market in the capital will be completely saturated."

"Well, listen to the master!"

With a smile between her eyebrows, Daji stood up and walked in front of Fang Xiu.

Just about to throw yourself into your arms.

The next second.

Her upturned nose moved, as if she smelled something unusual.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu was a little bit of a thief.

Although nothing happened to the empress.

But as soon as I finished teaching Daji last night, I turned around and stayed with another woman for a day.

It seems, probably, perhaps, that there is indeed something unreasonable.

Daji smelled the faint smell of wine and fat powder coming from him, and her willow eyebrows suddenly raised.

Peach blossom-like eyes stared at Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu was a little hairy by her staring, and wanted to turn around and leave.

Before he could move, he heard Daji's clear voice sound.

"Master, there is some knowledge, but people have not learned it yet."

"Can you teach others again?"

When Fang Xiu heard this, his heart jumped.

The green tendons on the forehead throbbed.

For some reason, a kind of kitchen utensils suddenly appeared in my mind!

"Gan!"

"If you can't stand it, you have to top it!"

Fang Xiu looked at Daji, who seemed to be ignorant in front of him, and said expressionlessly:

"Come in!"

"This phase teaches you new knowledge!"

"Thank you, host!"

Daji peach blossom eyes showed a triumphant smile, and she followed up.

Following.

Fang Xiu, who was refreshed, pushed open the door, and at first glance saw a white dress standing outside the door.

"Master!"

Shangguan Haitang stood outside the door, as last time, with an expressionless face and bowed.