Ying Zheng smiled lightly as he listened to Chen Ke's picture of the dragon's fart.
"You just know how to do these messy things."
Chen Ke chuckled: "Isn't this all relying on His Majesty's grace?"
"What's more, Your Majesty"
"Don't underestimate this manufacturing office and this paper."
"How much profit do you think there is in this paper?"
profit?
Ying Zheng glanced at Chen Ke with a strange expression, and said with a little confusion in his tone: "What profit can this paper make?"
Chen Ke straightened his expression.
"Your Majesty, think about it, who in this world can live without paper?"
"Except for people who don't have a single big character, everyone who is literate needs paper."
"What's more, even if he can't read a single word, he still needs to write a letter, right?"
"No one can avoid things like family letters."
"The profit price of a piece of paper may not be high, and even paper cannot be sold by the piece."
"But the cost of these things is very cheap."
"Nowadays, the cost of making a thousand sheets of paper can be controlled at about five baht." [Note 1]
"We pack ten pieces of paper into one envelope and sell the paper for five baht. There will definitely be a lot of people buying it."
"In this way, we can make a thousand pieces of paper for five baht, but we can sell it for nearly forty taels."
As Chen Ke spoke, Ying Zheng's expression changed.
There was a somewhat incredulous look on his face: "It's just a piece of paper, but the profit is so huge?"
Naturally, Ying Zheng doesn't care about the so-called dozens of taels, but what if it's ten thousand?
How about tens of millions?
He looked at Chen Ke with a slightly serious expression.
"If the manufacturing department is established, how much paper can be produced in one day?"
Chen Ke cupped his hands and made a silent calculation in his mind.
"Your Majesty, if we make the mold and find the manpower, we can make about a thousand pieces a day." [Note 2]
Thousands of pictures a day, and this is just a big mold.
What if there are ten?
Doesn’t that cost hundreds of taels a day?
What if there are hundreds?
Wouldn’t that make you thousands of gold in one day? !
The profits from this are simply incredible.
Even Ying Zheng was a little tempted.
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 credit."
"When the time comes, I will be rewarded heavily!"
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, there will be a real problem.
After seeing Chen Ke respond directly, Ying Zheng relaxed a little.
He slowly leaned against the wall behind him, looking very relaxed.
He hadn't been so relaxed in front of foreign ministers for a long time.
In the past, only a few people such as Wang Jian and Meng Tian could make him relax so much.
"okay"
"I also know your other plans, but I don't plan to ask."
"There's just one thing you need to know."
Chen Ke sat there respectfully, humbly saying that he was listening to the emperor's teachings.
Ying Zheng's expression suddenly turned serious: "The Qin Dynasty cannot be in chaos, and Confucianism cannot be completely troubled for the time being."
"Got it?"
Chen Ke nodded quickly with respect in his voice.
"Your Majesty, I am devoted to the Qin Dynasty, how can I let the Qin Dynasty become chaotic?"
"Besides, I just want to take small revenge on Confucianism. How could I let anything happen to Confucianism?"
Chen Ke's words were extremely sincere.
He really doesn't want anything to happen to Da Qin, because if something happens to Da Qin, his good days will definitely be gone.
Isn't it good to be in front of the Jiuqing of Great Qin now?
No one wants to make the Qin Dynasty prosperous forever more than those with vested interests.
Among those with vested interests are emperors like Ying Zheng, who surpass tens of millions of people.
At the same time, there are people like Chen Ke who have nine ministers, more than ten thousand people.
Who doesn’t want to be a master?
As for Confucianism...
Chen Ke really doesn't want to disturb Confucianism now, because papermaking technology cannot overthrow the current Confucianism at all.
Although now, Confucianism has not yet experienced the trend of “deposing hundreds of schools of thought and respecting only Confucianism” and has become the mainstream.
But he already has a prominent position.
During the Warring States Period, there were "non-Confucianism and Mohism", which together with Mohism were one of the prominent schools!
Now that the Qin Dynasty has been established, the Mohist family, whose philosophy of governing the country is completely opposite to that of the Qin Dynasty, has gathered its own power.
Therefore, today's folk has almost become Confucian folk!
Even if they have not become the mainstream force in the government, the power of Confucian scholars cannot be underestimated.
After Chen Ke had arranged everything one by one, it was time for Chen Ke to take action.
Chen Ke now is like a hunter.
Waiting patiently, waiting for the prey to step into the trap he carefully laid.
...........
Doctor's Palace
It rained in front of the stairs until dawn.
Kong Xian sat in front of the steps of the Doctor's Palace, quietly watching the rain outside the hall.
The rain started half an hour ago and has not stopped until now.
Such a heavy rain made Kong Xian feel even more sad.
He looked around and saw that although the power of Confucianism was still relatively strong, it was no longer as strong as before.
Even in the current situation, the people in the Doctor's Palace still did not stop fighting.
People from the Yan family, Meng family, Kong family, Sima family
Etc., etc.
Confucianism is composed of many forces, it is not a single individual.
There are many different opinions among them.
There is no one in the Kong family today who can make all these forces obey.
Kong Xian closed his eyes slightly.
He carefully recalled the court meeting during the day, and there was a strange feeling lingering in his heart.
But he couldn't grasp that little bit of aura.
"What's the problem?"
Kong Xian was puzzled, but there was nothing he could do.
...........
An umbrella falls in the rain, and the raindrops hit the umbrella, everything looks very leisurely.
Another umbrella appeared in the rain, side by side with the previous one.
Chen Ke was thinking about how to establish a manufacturing department when he suddenly felt someone appear 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 face.
"Teacher, how do you walk in the rain?"
"Looking at the teacher's appearance, he seems to be deep in thought about something."
"Is there anything Fusu can do for you?"
Today, after breaking away from Chunyu Yue's daily teachings, Fusu follows Chen Ke and subtly learns from him every day, and his body is much less pedantic.
It does feel a bit like "a humble young man, as gentle as jade".
Chen Ke smiled casually: "If something happens to me as a teacher, can you still escape?"
"Let's go to my house"
"I'll talk to you slowly"
[Note 1], [Note 2]: There is no research... because there is no record. It's pure fabrication. If there is any similarity, I apologize wildly.
