I live with the Lord God [Quick Transmigration]

At this time, all the ink has been neatly packed into the big wooden box, and Father Shao and the others are guarding there.

Seeing Shao Yan bringing a well-dressed middle-aged man over, Father Shao and the others hurried up to greet him.

"This is Guanshi Zhao from Zhengya Bookstore. He is here to collect our Liuxiang ink." Shao Yan introduced Guanshi Zhao to his father and others.

"I've seen Guanshi Zhao, it's so far away...it's cold, it's really hard work for you! Come on, please come in!" Father Shao has never dealt with people like Guanshi Zhao, so he stood up quickly and greeted him nervously .

"Brother, you're being polite..." Guanshi Zhao had never met anyone before, and immediately chatted with Shao's father with a smile.

No wonder he became the steward of the entire bookstore, and Zhao Mingfeng regarded him as a confidant. A few words eased Shao's father's nervousness, and after a while, the two began to call each other brothers.

As for those guys, they were taken by Shao Yan's cousins ​​to carry Liu Xiangmo.

Not long after Guanshi Zhao came, Mr. Shao also arrived with the support of Shao Yi, and the patriarch's uncle, Shao Yan, came with him.

After the two arrived, they chatted with Guanshi Zhao for a while, but Shao Yan didn't listen to the specific content. He was calculating the price of Liuxiang ink with a bookkeeper who came from the bookstore.

Before Shao Yan received a deposit of 500 taels, Zhao Mingfeng said that the rest will be paid directly when the goods are delivered in the afternoon.

But three taels of silver and one piece of ink, there are hundreds of dollars here, adding up to a thousand taels of silver is really a lot of money.

The previous generations of the Shao family were ordinary farmers, and they had never seen so much money.When Guanshi Zhao handed over the several hundred taels of silver bills in Shao Yan's hand, everyone was almost dumbfounded.

In the end, Mr. Shao had seen some of the world, and he quickly realized that he sent Guanshi Zhao and his party away after a few polite words.

But after he came back, the old man calmed down and didn't talk anymore, he couldn't do it with that silver ticket baby.

"I have already signed a contract with the owner of Zhengya Bookstore in the city. From now on, they will accept all the Liuxiang inks we make, three taels of silver. But we must ensure that the inks we send every time must be the same as now, and we cannot send them twice. If you violate the agreement, you will have to pay a large sum of money." After everyone calmed down, Shao Yan said.

"This is what it should be. To do business, you must have a good reputation. In the future, after the ink comes out, you must check it one by one. There must be no flaws. Also, this business will definitely expand in the future, so it must be determined now." As a rule, no one can take out a piece of ink from the ink shop. If anyone finds out that someone has sold it privately, he will not enter the ink shop in the future." Mr. Shao said immediately after hearing the words.

Even though the old man is 70 years old, he is still very courageous, and he started to make rules on the spot.

"I don't understand business matters. Of course, you have the final say, big brother, but there is still a shortage of people in Mofang. The young men of the clan and Wu'er's generation are all young and strong, right? Asked to come to Mofang to work?" the patriarch said.

The patriarch is the old man's younger brother, so he naturally has no objection to what the elder brother said, but as the patriarch, he still has to think more about the clan.

"Wu'er, what do you think?" Mr. Shao didn't answer directly, but turned his head to look at Shao Yan.

He had always valued this grandson who could read, but now that he had such a show, he naturally valued it even more. There was a sense in his words that he was the master of all matters in the Mofang.

"Grandpa, you are in charge of everything about Mofang. This formula was originally discovered from the book you gave, so it is up to you. I will take the exam in February, and I don't have time to take care of Mofang. .” Shao Yan was not interested in doing business at all, so he said directly.

Originally, Mr. Shao still disagreed with Shao Yan's words, but when he mentioned the college exam, he immediately said: "The college exam is important, and you don't have to worry about Mofang. The important thing is to read the books."

"Grandpa, I know. Before I decided to make ink, I also wanted to make some money and buy more books." Shao Yan smiled at the old man.

"Then grandpa is in charge. This time Mofang is all handled by you, and the bookstore is also contacted by you. You should take the lead. Don't give me the 500 tael deposit. You also take the 300 tael. Go buy more." Some books to read. The rest, the old man, I will share according to the credit." Mr. Shao was not afraid of people saying that he was biased, and immediately distributed 800 taels to Shao Yan.

"I'll take the money this time, and I won't get involved in the affairs of Mofang in the future." Shao Yan originally wanted to make money, so he didn't refuse immediately, but at the same time he also stated that he was not in charge of Mofang's affairs.

"You just need to study hard, I have me in Mofang." Mr. Shao said to Shao Yan with a smile, and turned to look at the others after speaking.

"Don't blame me for being biased. The ink-making formula has been handed down for decades. If Wu'er hadn't found it, it might have been burned as waste paper at some point. And he was responsible for the ink-making process. Wu'er's father and Leizi rushed to work day and night, and Wu'er was also busy with repairing ink and drawing gold later on."

"For the others, except for a little effort, twenty copper coins in the town are enough for a day. So don't be jealous, Wu'er gets more, that's what he deserves. Not only this time, but the profit of Mofang in the future, Wu'er Both will be divided into [-]%. Old man, I will also share [-]% from my house, my second brother, your patriarch's house will get [-]%, and the remaining [-]% ​​will be shared equally by the lineage passed down by grandpa."

With just a few words, the old man clearly distributed the profits of Mofang. Not only did he divide them clearly, but he also made most people unable to tell what was wrong.

The grandfather in his mouth is the ancestor who passed down this formula.

"Brother is very fair, I agree." The patriarch took the lead in expressing his opinion.

The patriarch opened his mouth, and it was the most prestigious Mr. Shao who set the share. After the others looked at each other, they all agreed.Even if there are a few who have objections, they dare not express it.

Shao Yan hasn't stopped practicing during this period, and his mental strength is much higher than that of everyone who is doing it, so it is easy to detect the few people who have opinions on this distribution method.

Unsurprisingly, these people are all from the current big house of the Shao family, that is, Uncle Shao Yan's family.

Thinking about it, from their point of view, if Shao Yan hadn't been studying since childhood and was favored by the old man, this recipe should have been passed on to the eldest family.

Therefore, in the eyes of the people in Dafang, these things should have been theirs, but now Shao Yan has taken advantage of them, and they have nothing to lose, so naturally they have opinions.

However, Shao Yan didn't care about it. If the formula really came from an ancient book, maybe he would give away [-]% of the profit to Da Fang.

But this formula was given by the Lord God, and it is completely his stuff, but it is just in the name of an ancient book, and has nothing to do with Da Fang at all.