Zhu Yuanzhang's words were simple but very direct.
Because they are the future emperor, the relationship between Zhu Biao and Su Jing is destined not to remain pure as master and disciple forever.
Identity is like a chasm, a distance that Zhu Biao cannot cross.
"I know, Father."
Zhu Biao nodded, with a lonely but determined look on his face.
As a Tianjia, he is much more mature than the average people of his age.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked happy, and Zhu Biao could understand that it was the best.
"By the way, did Su Jing teach you all the things you have written about the industrial chain these days?"
Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Biao.
After all, he still had to ask in person before Zhu Yuanzhang could give up.
Maybe it was just luck?
"Father, how do you know?"
Zhu Biao said with some surprise: "This industrial chain theory was the last thing taught to me before I left Master Su."
"It's amazing, Master Su is like a god in the sky!"
Really!
Zhu Yuanzhang paused in his heart and said without changing his expression: "Su Jing is indeed smart. Biao'er, it's time for you to go back."
He didn't mention the investigation of Su Jing. This kind of thing would easily make Zhu Biao feel disgusted.
"go back?"
Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but then he said in surprise: "Father, are you saying that I can leave the East Palace?"
During these days of being grounded, Zhu Biao still had a lot of doubts when he looked back at what Su Jing had taught him.
He had long wanted to go back and ask for advice.
"Of course, I have said that Su Jing is a talented person. It is a good thing for you to learn from him. As a father, I will definitely support it."
Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly.
Zhu Biao's growth and progress during these days was seen by his father.
Although Lao Zhu was still a little angry about Su Jing.
But he still understands the pros and cons very clearly.
"Father, do you also agree with the matter of officials and gentry receiving food from one person?"
Zhu Biao mentioned again the policy that made Zhu Yuanzhang furious.
But this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry.
He just looked at Zhu Biao and said, "Biao'er, my father won't allow this for the time being, but we can watch and see if the development of the Ming Dynasty will be as Su Jing said."
"If there is any sign of it by then, you can do it yourself, just in time to show your majesty."
"As the emperor, you must make your ministers fearful, otherwise it will be difficult to move forward."
Speaking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang also exuded a sense of chilling.
He did not refute Zhu Biao's idea, but felt that Zhu Biao could use this to establish his authority.
"I understand, Father."
Zhu Biao's expression also became serious. He knew that Zhu Yuanzhang had left it to him to decide whether to implement the matter of paying the grain to the gentry as a whole.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and said: "Okay, I'll leave first. Biao'er, you have a good rest. You can leave tomorrow."
"Yes, Father."
Zhu Biao respectfully watched Zhu Yuanzhang leave, with a bit of joy on his face.
Lishui County.
Su Jing was very busy, and the effect of the sweet potato industry chain exceeded his imagination.
The sales volume of caramel and sweet potato powder is extremely explosive.
Even in the early Ming Dynasty, the material needs of the people were very strong.
But the reason before was that there was no money.
During the more than a year that Su Jing was in Lishui County, while developing business, he also made money available to the people of Lishui County.
At the same time, both maltose and sweet potato flour are very cheap.
A temporary surge in demand is normal.
Su Jing was not dazzled by the prosperity in front of her and mindlessly expanded the number of workshops.
He knew that if he had achieved results here, people would soon catch wind of it and imitate him.
This kind of thing is perfectly normal. There was no patent protection law in the Ming Dynasty, so it was not difficult to make maltose and sweet potato powder.
No matter how hard you guard, you can't stop it.
Therefore, Su Jing strictly limited the number of her sweet potato workshops and turned to paper production.
But it’s not rice paper for writing, but straw paper for packaging.
In the Ming Dynasty, paper packaging was still mainstream.
As the initiator of this industrial chain, Su Jing naturally knows the chain relationships.
Since many people have joined the army of producing caramel and sweet potato flour, they are responsible for providing packaging.
Selling wholesale to workshops is much simpler than retailing.
Of course, during such vigorous development, it is inevitable to relax and relax, and it is normal to listen to misunderstandings to relieve fatigue.
Under night.
Su Jing strolled on the lively streets, with pedestrians coming and going.
"Looks like I'm doing pretty well."
Su Jing boasted that Lishui County's current scene was at least half of his credit.
"Let's talk about the best master in the world."
Not far away, a group of people gathered together, occasionally cheering.
Su Jing's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Isn't that where I used to tell stories? I have been busy with the sweet potato industry chain these days, but I haven't talked about it for many days.
But at this time, it was obvious that a new person had taken his place.
This late at night attracted a lot of people.
Anyway, there was nothing going on right now, so Su Jing squeezed in directly.
After listening for a while, I probably understood that the storyteller was telling a martial arts story.
Although everyone onlookers still applauded, Su Jing only felt that it was a bit cliché.
In fact, as a modern person, Su Jing, no matter what she has heard or read, they are all classic works that have been handed down.
The probability that this thing said by a roadside storyteller in the early Ming Dynasty is a classic is very low.
However, Su Jing didn't go to clean other people's places. The storyteller just made a living, and the onlookers also had some fun.
If both parties are happy, why should I get involved.
After listening for a while, Su Jing squeezed out of the crowd and came to a bridge.
The evening breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness.
"It's getting cold, so I have to wear long pants."
Su Jing said something to herself, then got up and prepared to go home.
However, after taking just a few steps, Su Jing found two people blocking her way.
The clothes are simple and have no characteristics, but the figure is very uniform and quite strong.
Anyway, it’s not a physique that ordinary people can have.
"Boss Su, my boss wants you to come over."
Behind Su Jing, another middle-aged man in Chinese clothes appeared, looking a little wretched.
interesting.
How could this happen.
It seems that his recent business activities may have affected the interests of some people.
When I first came to Lishui County, I encountered a lot of this kind of thing.
However, this kind of thing disappeared more than half a year ago.
Because they were all conquered by themselves.
Unexpectedly, this happened again.
"Sure enough, as long as the benefits are big enough, people will do most of the work."
Su Jing sighed slightly.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face showed a stern expression and he said:
"Boss Su, are you trying to resist? I advise you not to do this. There are some people you can't afford to offend!"
The visitor seemed to know about Su Jing's deeds, and the two strong men seemed more like mere facades.
"Do not misunderstand."
Su Jing immediately said: "I'll go with you, don't worry, I won't resist."
(End of chapter)
