Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1013 Return after all the money is gone

  Wang Jinyuan hurried back to Zhenguo Mansion, and basically told about the Hanlin Academy.

When Zhu Houzhao heard this, his face turned red immediately, he rolled up his sleeves, and began to be careless: "What a big dog, he is also worthy of bargaining with us, buying his land is for him, and he is shameless for giving it back. , and wait, I will go and beat him to death."

  Zhu Houzhao has a quick temper.

  Your uncle, do you think you are Fang Jifan, and dare to ask for four million taels?

   Encountering such a damned colleague, Zhu Houzhao was annoyed.

   "Your Highness, don't get excited!" Fang Jifan hugged Zhu Houzhao, trying to comfort him.

   "Why, let's forget it?" Zhu Houzhao said angrily

  Fang Jifan was a little confused, this king is not an official, he is really the scum of the world.

  But... Fang Jifan smiled: "This matter, sure!"

   "What?" Zhu Houzhao could hardly believe that Fang Jifan was standing in front of him.

  Fang Jifan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Your Highness... Do you have a brain problem? Why do you think we are so desperate for food? A small waiter studying for a bachelor dares to ask for a lot of money and wants to buy shares in our workshop?"

   "..."

  Fang Jifan gritted his teeth and said: "This dog-like thing has long been settled. Does Your Highness still not understand? Who is the richest in this world?"

  Zhu Houzhao pointed to Fang Jifan without hesitation: "You!"

  Fang Jifan pulled his face down: "It's us, it's us, the two of us add up our wealth and average it...you understand?"

   Zhu Houzhao shook his head, not understanding.

  Fang Jifan sighed: "Think about it, we are the richest, and we also do the largest business. We also have the largest land development and business in this old city. Isn't that wrong?"

  Zhu Houzhao nodded, but...what does it have to do with this?

  Fang Jifan continued: "In this world, there is no biggest businessman, the biggest rich man, who breaks business rules."

   "I don't understand!" Zhu Houzhao shook his head, still unable to understand.

  Fang Jifan really wanted Liu Wenshan to give this guy a make-up lesson.

"If because of these several million taels of silver, we have broken the rules of voluntary land sales, and the weak will prey on the strong, and we don't care about the spirit of the contract, then think about it, Your Highness, in the future, if someone has bigger fists than us and is less talkative than us Reason, isn't it true that you can say nothing, and you can ignore the rules of business at will? If you break this rule, he will be right if he is not an official. We, not him, are the ones who suffer the most. This is him. There is a reason for this shit!"

   Now at last...

Zhu Houzhao suddenly realized: "I understand. If I take his land today, there is no guarantee that my father will not follow suit and take our land in the future? We have the most money and we have the most land. We should protect business the most. We should be the ones who rule, because of this, it will benefit us the most, if we are the first to break the rules, with Father, the money-grubbing ghost, we will be the ones who suffer in the end."

  Fang Jifan: "..."

  Zhu Houzhao couldn't help sticking out his tongue: "This guy, such a vicious mind, was actually tricked by him."

  Fang Jifan was ashamed: "This is a conspiracy, not a conspiracy. It is written in The Wealth of Nations... Section 7, it is in the Contract Theory!"

  Understood the point here, Zhu Houzhao felt a little impossible, and said helplessly, "What should we do now?"

  Fang Jifan put his hands behind his back, thought for a while, and then said, "Wang Jinyuan."

   "Yes." Wang Jinyuan was a little dizzy. He thought that the young master would be the first to call the door and teach Wang Bushi a lesson.

Fang Jifan said: "Go find that dog-like thing tomorrow and talk about it again. It's three and a half million taels, no more. Although he has a lot of land, it's close to the railway line, and it's valuable, but it's not much." Let him take it as soon as he sees it good, and the shares of the iron and steel workshop can be given to someone to guarantee the estimated value of the workshop and sign a contract with him."

  Fang Jifan paused for a moment. He is not stupid after all. Compared with the huge old city development plan, a mere few million taels is really a drop in the bucket. Breaking the rules for this is almost equivalent to mentally retarded behavior.

  Fang Jifan is certainly not mentally retarded, he is just a person who has escaped from vulgar interests.

  ...

  The train has not yet officially opened.

  But the sightseeing steam train has already started running back and forth on the line.

  The people sitting in the car are all the officials of various ministries who came to ride by His Majesty's personal decree.

  People were trembling at first, and halfway through the seat, they began to relax and looked curiously at the things outside the car window.

  In order to make it easier for everyone to understand the benefits of steam trains, there are train staff with loud voices in each carriage to explain to you.

"Further ahead, there is Yangjiranfang Balizhuang Station. Everyone, look out of the window. This is the outer city. It used to be agricultural land. Starting tomorrow, construction will start. To level the ground, there will be a big market here first, ah No, it’s called Commercial Street now. When you get off the station, you’ll be there, there... see? There will be a school for elementary school, and a little further there will be a big theater. By the way, there will also be a football field. This area, There will be a lot of housing being built…”

"Now the land price here has increased seven times compared to before. Haha, there is still a price but no market, but...Xishan Jianye will soon launch the first batch of shops. As the saying goes, gold is not as good as ten thousand taels." A shop…”

   Someone said angrily: "Why haven't I heard of this common saying..."

  The train conductor hesitated and said: "This is what the superior asked me to say."

  Everyone started to scold.

In the carriage, someone suddenly beat his chest and fell down, crying bitterly: "This piece of land used to be owned by an old man, there is an old man's land, more than 70 acres of land, the old man was paying for a new house if he didn't have a thousand taels of silver. It's sold, what a loss..."

   Such a howling sound.

   Everyone has long been used to it.

  The vast majority of people look numb.

  What else can you do, black and white, money and goods, you can't change anything no matter how much you cry.

  ...

  The planning of the old city has begun, and countless students from the College of Engineering began to walk around the streets with a ruler, and began to measure everywhere.

  Plans are put on the desk one by one.

  Liu Wenshan's business school began to be officially listed.

  The day of listing was very lively. Countless merchants came out in full force, and even many scholars came to join in the fun.

The bachelor student named Wang Bushi directly climbed to the pinnacle of his life based on a book on The Wealth of Nations. People have speculated about how much wealth he has. Of course, some people cursed him. A proud attitude of being ashamed to be with this person, but...as Tao Zhugong, who is not jealous, some scholars and scholars who pursue practicality have also begun to pick up this book, read it carefully, and seem to feel that the book is very interesting. Many things, quite reasonable, came one after another.

  Naturally, it is precisely a group of merchants who understand the Wealth of Nations the most. Merchants also love to read, but reading is more arty, and many of them have already joined Liu Wenshan's school.

  Liu Wenshan now has more than 100 students. This official business school is established, and it is more likely that there will be a lot of talents in the future.

   Together with the firecrackers, the cheers were like thunder.

  At this time, Fang Jifan was sitting leisurely in the hall, drinking tea slowly, and the disciples and grandchildren who were waiting to enter the school came to see him one after another.

To be honest, Fang Jifan despises these disciples and grandchildren. This is the case. Once there are too many disciples, they are worthless. They are very annoying. They all have hateful faces. Seeing a few bones with relatively hard bones and breaking their legs seemed a bit of a challenge.

   Standing beside Fang Jifan, Liu Wenshan was a little moved.

   The Wealth of Nations theory has always been ridiculed by people, but now, more and more people are discovering its value.

   Own path, is right.

  This world has opened a new door for him. Behind the door is a road of golden light. Hearing the noise outside, Liu Wenshan wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes: "Men."

"how?"

  Liu Wenshan said with emotion: "The student was instructed by his mentor, and today... I am really... grateful, student..."

   "Okay, okay, don't cry all the time, what does it look like, do you cry when you see your junior brother Wang? Learn more from your junior brother Wang."

   "Yes." Liu Wenshan bowed.

  At this moment, Wang Jinyuan hurried in, holding a greeting card in his hand, and said, "Young master, young master..."

  Fang Jifan got angry when he saw this guy. When this guy came, he couldn't make up his mind about something.

Wang Jinyuan bowed down and said: "Wang Bushi... Wang Bushi, Wang Bushi, that bastard... No, it's Wang Xueshi, he just came here, posted a greeting card, and a letter, all for Liu ..."

  Of course it was for Liu Wenshan.

  However, there is no difference between giving to his disciples and giving to Liu Wenshan.

  Fang Jifan's disciples do not have privacy, and in this era, there is no so-called protection of privacy.

Fang Jifan took the letter, tore it open, and a note fell into his hand. The ink was still wet, and he wrote: "Mr. I am very relieved to hear that Mr. Liu is enrolling in the School of Business. I have learned a lot from the wealth of the country, and now I have four million taels of shares in the iron and steel workshop, 70% of which I would like to donate. I hope Mr. Liu will not I suspect that the money donated can be used as education resources for poor scholars, and their intentions are nothing more than to spread the Dao to the world and pass it on for thousands of years. Mr. Wang accepts it with a smile..."

  Fang Jifan looked at it, his expression was taken aback, then he raised his head and looked at the beam, as if he was thinking about something.

   After half a sound...

   "4 million taels of shares, how much is 70%? Three million taels?" Fang Jifan looked sideways at Liu Wenshan.

   Liu Wenshan said: "Teacher, 2.8 million taels."

  Fang Jifan suddenly took a deep breath: "This guy, what's wrong, he donated all the shares of these 2.8 million taels of silver to the business school to enroll poor scholars. Is this a conspiracy?"

  (end of this chapter)