Old Madam Xuanyuan smiled: "Don't worry, discuss the pricing of the paper first." ”

Weak Xuan nodded her little head: "Yes, it's not priced yet." The paper in our paper workshop can't be as expensive as those papers outside, it's too expensive, and no one can afford it. Because paper is too expensive, my brother used to be reluctant to use paper to practice calligraphy, and only practiced in the sand table or dipped a brush in some water on the table. ”

Old Madam Xuanyuan's heart moved, touched the piece of paper as white as snow in her hand, and said softly: "Then Xuanbao thinks how much silver is appropriate to buy this paper?" ”

The weak water is also deeply touched, and how many poor students are worried because of a piece of paper, after all, he himself has been worried.

He touched his baby daughter's little head: "Let's listen to Xuanbao, it can't be as expensive as the paper outside." Make paper affordable for everyone. ”

Weak Xuan didn't know how much silver it would take to make a piece of paper, but she knew how much money each book would cost when the study was open at home, and her father would calculate how much paper a book was, how much pen and ink it was, how much silver it would cost, how much silver it would cost to rent, how much money it would break, etc., and then calculate how much silver each book would earn after all of it was calculated.

She said, "How about earning fifty wen for a knife of paper?" ”

Now the paper sold in the study is sold one by one, just because the edges of the paper just made are not neat, there will be raw edges, and it needs to be cut.

The paper made by the two major paper-making workshops is generally 100 sheets at a knife.

Hearing this, the Jiang clan couldn't help but say, "Wouldn't this be too cheap?" There are 100 pieces of paper! Is it only 50 wen for a knife of paper of each size of paper? Too cheap, right? ”

A knife of paper is generally 100 sheets, and some studies will use 75 sheets or 80 sheets to pass off.

Now Xuanyuan sells paper from the two major papermaking workshops, so everyone defaults to a hundred pieces of paper.

The size of the paper sold in the study is also different, generally there are three feet, four feet, five feet, six feet, eight feet, two feet, etc.

Weak Xuan said that a knife of paper earns 50 wen, which means that no matter what size of paper, after deducting the cost, every 100 sheets will only earn 50 wen.

Others think it's too cheap to earn fifty wen with a knife of paper!

Now that the paper has been made, they also know how expensive the paper outside is, and a hundred pieces of paper outside will definitely earn more than one or two pieces of silver.

In comparison, fifty dollars a knife is really the price of cabbage.

But even if everyone thinks it's too cheap, they will support Xuanbao, after all, this paper was made by Xuanbao and Xuanyuan Gongzi.

Old Mrs. Xuanyuan asked her little grandson: "Xiao Jiu, do you think it's cheap?" Need to sell a little more expensive? ”

Xuanyuan Que said lightly with an expressionless face: "Listen to Xuanbao." ”

Old Madam Xuanyuan wiped her little grandson's little head with relief.

She knows her grandson, and he and Xuanbao are good children!

Xuanyuan Que frowned, avoiding the touch of Old Lady Xuanyuan.

The old man Xuanyuan didn't care, she knew that her little grandson's temperament was like this, so she picked up Xuanbao instead, and said softly: "Xuanbao can tell me why you set a knife of paper to earn fifty yuan?" This will make a lot less silver, Xuanbao doesn't want to make more silver? ”

Weak Xuan, hugged the neck of the old lady Xuanyuan and nodded: "Yes!" It would be a fool not to earn money! But I think everybody can afford paper, so that more people like my big brother can afford to read. ”

Mr. Han said that if you don't learn to broaden your talents, talent is the foundation of a prosperous and strong country. Therefore, Guangcai is not only an individual who has more talents to learn and learn more skills, but also has the meaning of allowing more people to have talents. ”

"The reason why Mr. Han is a teacher is that he wants more people to be talented and capable, and Mr. Han said that talented and capable people can prosper their families and prosper the country. The more talented people a country has, the sooner it will become rich and prosperous. But reading is too expensive, not to mention the restraints, books are expensive, and paper is also expensive, so many people can't afford to read. That being the case, the paper we sell is cheaper, the books are cheaper, and many people can afford to read books, and many people are not buried. Wouldn't Mr. Han's wish come true? ”

Han Lao only felt that the heart that had been weathered and was already cold was like being wrapped in the sun, and it was extremely warm~!

He has taught countless disciples in his life, and many people who come to worship him as a teacher are mostly from seeking fame and fortune.

Therefore, in his life, except that the emperor has never officially accepted apprentices, he was the emperor's teacher back then, but it was just because the emperor was in charge of the world.

I didn't expect that when he was getting old, there would be a child who saw his heart's ambition and wanted to help him achieve it.

In this life, as a teacher, there are thousands of students, and it is enough to get this one, which is better than thousands!

It really didn't hurt this child in vain!

Old Madam Xuanyuan touched her little head kindly on the surface, and she was also excited in her heart.

Xuanyuan Kingdom was bought by her, the first emperor, and countless soldiers in exchange for their lives, and it is not easy to have the current peace and stability.

Since ancient times, it has been easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country.

But the future of Xuanyuan Country has children like Xiao Jiu and Xuanbao, it's almost the same!

Weak Shui was also moved by Weak Xuan's mind, and he said loudly: "Okay, just listen to Xuanbao, you can only earn fifty wen with a knife of paper!" ”

Weak Jiang also said loudly: "Xuanbao is good!" The second uncle is ashamed! It's good to earn only fifty wen a knife paper, it's really good! ”

They want to participate in the imperial examination and take a career in office, and they also want to think about the world, and they also want to work for the well-being of the officials and the people.

At least this is the original intention of many readers, but many people forget their original intention as they walk.

Jiang's expression was a little embarrassed, he was really short-sighted.

Unexpectedly, when everyone was moved by Xuanbao's words, Weak Xuan said amazingly:

"And I think that even if the paper is cheaper, I will still make money, and the more people who buy it, won't I make more money? Won't make less! I'm afraid I'll earn more! Paper can be cheaper, and I still have a rouge workshop! Those things can't be cheap, I must sell them more expensive, and the silver of a woman who loves beauty is the best to earn. ”

A group of people who were moved, moved again!

Old Madam Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Xuanbao is right, this should indeed be a little more expensive!" ”

Rouge gouache has nothing to do with eating and drinking Lazar, it is the wife and lady of the rich and noble family who have time to buy it back and tinker with it, and the people who will use the fat powder on weekdays are not short of silver, so why not be expensive?

Old Mrs. Xuanyuan really likes Xuanbao more and more, although this little girl is young, she knows right from wrong, knows righteousness, and has a sincere heart.

Thinking of her letter to the capital, she felt a little wronged by such a reward, but she glanced at the little grandson beside her, so be it! A higher reward would not be appropriate.

It's better to keep it, and let the little grandson compensate Xuanbao more in the future!

The old lady Xuanyuan said again: "The papermaking workshop has been built, and it has not been named yet, what is the name of this papermaking workshop?" Xuanbao, did you think of a name? ”

Weak Xuan shook her head: "Let Brother Xuanyuan think about it!" ”

She didn't bother to think about it.

Xuanyuan Que: "Worry-free paper mill. ”

Daylily carefree, carefree. (End of chapter)