Daqin: I was heard by Zulong at the beginning

Chapter 210 He is just a tyrant in name

After a quarter of an hour, the noodle making was finally over.

The crowd finally believed they knew how to make flour.

And also got the main ingredient of simmered noodles.

Participating in this event is very worthwhile!

Mainly because I saw a good show!
Some people were still discussing the feats of the strong men on the way home.

"They really paid ten taels of gold to buy it!"

"Two stones, it doesn't cost money to pull them down from the mountain. I think they are losing money."

"No, I think they have been unhappy all the time, and they are probably thinking about how to raise money."

"I didn't pay much attention to it. Mr. Su is really good at making flour and noodles!"

"Ah? That's right! Mr. Su is making flour!"

"I didn't pay attention, I just watched the show!"

For a while, several people wailed, and of course more people rejoiced that they had stuck to their hearts.

There are even some people who are so smart that they have already left the steamed bun shop and went to the mason's shop immediately.

It was only after I went there that I discovered that several stonemason shops already had orders for stone mills.

They have to queue first to do it.

And it was none other than Su Chen who placed the order first.

He had already been arranging this matter when Su Chen heard the bold words of the strong men asking for ten taels to buy a stone mill.

The stone grinder could only admire it secretly, hold his nose and sit back.

Looking at the time it took to get the stone mill, several people even felt that ten taels of gold was not expensive to buy a stone mill.

At worst, it will be treated as an expedited fee.

Su Chen took the list Fusu had written down and looked at it happily.

Almost 100 taels of gold will arrive in the account tomorrow.

Earning 100 taels from an event is a hugely profitable business, and it’s simply not that profitable!
Su Chen squinted at Fusu, but Fusu still kept a straight face.

"Sir, I didn't mean that at the time."

Fusu felt that he was a prince, and he would never do such a thing with his husband.

Although it is said that they are all voluntary, it is good to make this kind of thing clear.

In fact, it is normal to beat the board according to the law when you are short of breath.

No matter what, there is no need to cheat them of a sum of gold.

Su Chen patted Fusu on the shoulder:

"Teacher, no matter how you explain it, in the eyes of others, you are helping my husband and me to make money."

"You can't deny it. If you feel aggrieved, it's at best 100 taels of gold, and the husband will share it with you—"

Fu Su raised his head to look at Su Chen, his eyes were full of scrutiny.

When Su Chen got stuck, the words "one or two" came out of his mouth, but he didn't dare to say it.

"It's enough for you, two or two, isn't it?"

Fusu sneered, looking very disdainful.

He knew that the husband wouldn't give too much, and he didn't care too much.

Su Chen was so angry that his apprentices were all in charge of his accounts and he was not willing to help him make money.

This is not snatched or stolen, at most there is a little bit of instigation.

What's wrong with giving him less, less is two taels, or gold!
This will be amazing in future generations!

Su Li felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurried forward to speak:
"My lord, at the beginning we all thought it was a loss to promote flour."

"Looking at it now, thanks to the wiseness of your lord, we didn't lose money on the books, and we even made some money."

Su Chen felt very comfortable being praised, especially when she heard "earning some money".

He didn't care about Fu Su anymore, and threw a small piece of gold to Su Li very generously:

"Well said, let's play with it."

Su Li quickly took the money and kept thanking her.

The atmosphere between master and apprentice was disturbed by Su Liyi, which eased a lot.

Yingzheng's side was not very peaceful.

He already knew that Su Chen had popularized the method of making flour.

For this, he admired Su Chen.

Of course, he hoped that Su Chen could spread what he knew as much as possible.

In this way, the material level of the entire Great Qin can be improved, and his treasury can be filled quickly.

Of course Su Chen didn't want to, and he wouldn't force it either.

After all, this is all voluntary.

He is only a tyrant in name, not in substance.

Perhaps in the future, Su Chen will have a lot of wealth due to his monopoly of various advanced substances, so he may interfere.

However, Su Chen was able to take the initiative to donate money to the victims, and even donated most of the gold that Meng Yi had given him. Ying Zheng still had great confidence in him.

He didn't want Su Chen to become the next Lu Shang, and Su Chen probably didn't want to either.

Ying Zheng was thinking while writing and drawing on paper.

Recently, Zhao Gao has suddenly settled down a lot, and has very little contact with other places.

Ying Zheng has been patiently trying to dig out more secrets of Zhao Gao.

Of course, it also includes that he promised Fusu that he would leave it to Fusu to clean up himself.

The last assassination was announced to the outside world as a remnant of the Six Kingdoms, so they tolerated Zhao Gao again.

It's just that he is more cautious about Zhao Gao.

He is holding back now, so why isn't he planning?

Ying Zheng was thinking wildly, and his writing was so sloppy that he couldn't read it anymore.

The attendant announced outside the hall: Seek the fortune teller!

Ying Zheng put down his pen, straightened his sleeves, and said, "Xuan."

The fortune teller came soon, with a very ugly expression on his face.

But still bowed respectfully.

Ying Zheng hadn't seen a fortuneteller since the last time he came back from the disaster-stricken area.

Unexpectedly, the fortune teller came in person.

He called "Get up", and then knelt and sat beside the desk with the fortune teller.

The fortune teller took a sip of tea and spoke anxiously:
"Your Majesty, I have recently calculated that next year's severe cold, I am afraid that there will be blizzard disasters in many places!"

Ying Zheng stopped holding the teacup: "Master, are you sure?"

The fortune teller said seriously: "It has been measured for three days."

Ying Zheng was dazed for a moment.Floods in summer and snowstorms in winter, Meng Yi is outside, Meng Tian defends against the enemy.

The remnants of the Six Kingdoms are still hiding deeper and deeper.Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Ying Zheng asked again: "Which places were measured?"

The fortune teller shook his head, Ying Zheng thought it was impossible to find out.

It's okay if it can't be measured, maybe it's just a few uninhabited places.

But the fortune teller continued:
"Not some places, but most places in the country."

Yingzheng's mind buzzed, "Including Xianyang?"

The fortune teller nodded slightly, "Yes, including Xianyang."

Ying Zheng propped his forehead with his hands, feeling exhausted for a moment.

He seemed to grasp the last sliver of hope and asked the fortune teller:
"Is there a way to break it?"

The fortune-teller's face became more gloomy, "No. If there is a flood, there is still a solution. Snowstorm, no."

After the fortune teller finished speaking, he remained silent.

Since the unification of the Qin Dynasty, he has always been by Yingzheng's side.

Most natural disasters are predicted by him.

Because natural disasters were predicted, many disaster relief efforts were very timely.

However, the Qin Dynasty had just been unified, and its national strength was not considered strong. It was still helpless in the face of a large-scale snow disaster.

Ying Zheng naturally thought of the fortune teller.

He thought about the remnants of the national treasury and wanted the whole country to survive the natural disaster. It was wishful thinking.

Yingzheng thought about it all night, until the next day when he went to court, Yingzheng was still in a state of uncertainty.

(End of this chapter)