Ying Zheng listened to Chen Ke's dragon fart and smiled faintly.

"You're just going to mess with this mess."

Chen Ke smiled: "Isn't this all dependent on His Majesty's grace?" ”

"What's more, Your Majesty"

"Don't underestimate this manufacturing department, and this paper"

"What do you think is the profit in this paper?"

Profit?

Ying Zheng glanced at Chen Ke with a strange expression, and his tone was a little confused: "What profit can this paper have?" ”

Chen Ke straightened his face.

"Your Majesty, think about it, who in this world can leave the paper?"

"Except for those who don't have one big word, the rest of the people who are literate need paper."

"What's more, even if he doesn't know a single word, he needs to write a letter, right?"

"Family letters have always been something that no one can avoid."

"The profit price of a piece of paper may not be high, and even paper cannot be sold on paper."

"But the cost of these things is very cheap."

"Nowadays, the cost of 1,000 pieces of paper can be controlled at about 5 baht" [Note 1]

"We sell 10 sheets for 5 baht, and there will be a lot of people who will buy them."

"In this way, a thousand pieces of paper, we make it for five baht, but we can sell nearly forty taels."

Chen Ke said that Ying Zheng's expression changed.

There was a slight look of incredulity on his face: "A mere piece of paper, in which the profit is so big?" ”

Ying Zheng naturally doesn't care about the so-called dozens of taels, but what if it's ten thousand?

What about tens of millions?

He looked at Chen Ke with a little seriousness in his expression.

"If the manufacturing department is built, how much paper can be produced in a day?"

Chen Ke arched his hand and silently estimated it in his heart.

"Your Majesty, if you make a mold and find a good manpower, you can make about 1,000 sheets a day" [Note 2]

A thousand a day, this is just a big mold.

What if it's ten?

Isn't that a hundred taels a day?

What if it's a hundred?

Wouldn't that be thousands of gold a day?!

The profit is simply incredible.

Even Ying Zheng was a little moved.

He looked at Chen Ke seriously and said, "You did a good job." ”

"If this thing can be successfully built, you should be the first to take the credit."

"When the time comes, I will be rewarded!"

Chen Ke was no longer polite at this time, with a humble and respectful look on his face: "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

He knew when to be humble and when to accept the emperor's reward.

This is obviously the emperor's compensation and hush money.

How normal?

If you don't accept it at this time, then there is really a problem.

After seeing Chen Ke respond directly, Ying Zheng relaxed his body a little.

He leaned slowly against the wall behind him, and his whole body seemed very relaxed.

He hadn't been so relaxed in front of his ministers for a long time.

In the past, those who could make him so relaxed were just a few people such as Wang Jian and Meng Tian.

"Okay"

"I know your other plans, but I'm not going to ask"

"Just one thing, you have to know"

Chen Ke sat there respectfully, humbly saying that he was listening to the emperor's teachings.

Ying Zheng's expression suddenly became serious: "Great Qin can't be chaotic, and Confucianism can't completely have an accident for the time being." ”

"Got it?"

Chen Ke nodded hurriedly, with respect in his voice.

"Your Majesty, the minister is dedicated to Daqin, how can he let Daqin mess up?"

"Besides, the minister just wants to take a small revenge on Confucianism, how can he let Confucianism have a complete accident?"

Chen Ke's words were sincere.

He really wouldn't want Da Qin to have an accident, because if something happened to Da Qin, his good days would definitely be gone.

Now in front of Daqin's Jiuqing, isn't it good?

No one wants Great Qin to prosper forever more than those with vested interests.

This vested interest has both an emperor like Yingzheng and an existence above tens of thousands of people.

At the same time, there is also Chen Ke, a Jiuqing, who exists above 10,000 people.

Who doesn't want to be a master?

As for Confucianism....

Chen Ke really didn't want to move Confucianism now, because a papermaking technique can't overturn the current Confucianism at all.

Although now, Confucianism has not yet experienced the mainstream of "overthrowing the hundred schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone".

But he already has a prominent position.

During the Warring States Period, there was a "non-Confucian ink", and it was one of the prominent schools together with the Mo family!

Now that Great Qin has been established, the Mo family, whose concept of governing the country is completely opposite to that of Great Qin, has already gathered its own power.

Therefore, today's folk has almost become a Confucian folk!

Even if it has not become the mainstream force of the government, the power of Confucianism is still not to be underestimated.

After Chen Ke arranged everything one by one, it was time for Chen Ke to do it.

Now Chen Ke is like a hunter.

Wait patiently, waiting for your prey to step on your carefully placed trap.

..........

Doctor's Palace

The rain before the steps is dripping until dawn.

Kong Xian sat in front of the steps of the Doctor's Palace, quietly watching the rain outside the main hall.

The rain began to fall half an hour ago, and it has continued to rain until now.

Such a pouring rain made Kong Xian's heart a little more sad.

He looked at it, although the power of Confucianism was still relatively large, it was not as good as before.

Even in the current situation, the people in the Doctor's Palace still haven't stopped fighting.

People from the Yan family, people from the Meng family, people from the Kong family, and people from the Sima family

And so on and so forth.

Confucianism is made up of many forces, and it is not a single individual.

There are many different opinions.

In today's Confucian family, there is no one who can make all these forces obey.

Kong Xian closed his eyes slightly.

He carefully recalled the daytime court meeting, and there was a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

But he couldn't grasp that little bit of inspiration.

"What's wrong?"

Kong Xian was puzzled, but he was helpless.

..........

An umbrella falls in the rain, and the raindrops hit the surface of the umbrella, and everything looks very leisurely.

Another umbrella appeared in the rain, alongside the previous one.

Chen Ke was thinking about how to establish the Manufacturing Agency, but suddenly felt that a person appeared next to him.

He looked back and saw that it was Fusu.

Fusu was in the rain at this time, with a gentle smile on his cheeks.

"Teacher, how do you walk in the rain?"

"Looking at the teacher's appearance, it seems that he is pondering something."

"Is there anything that Fusu can do for you?"

Today's Fusu, after breaking away from Chun Yuyue's daily teachings, follows Chen Ke and imperceptibly every day, and has a lot less pedantic energy.

It's really a little bit of a "humble son, gentle as jade" feeling.

Chen Ke smiled casually: "If you have something to do for your teacher, can you still escape?" ”

"Let's go, go to my house"

"I'll talk to you slowly"

[Note 1], [Note 2]: There is no particular ...... Because there is no record. It's pure nonsense. If there is any similarity, I apologize frantically.