The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

"you go!"

"You still haven't figured out the logic. If you listen to me, then she gets things done, you get favors, and I get kisses. This is a world where no one gets hurt. It's not about taking you or not." Cheap stuff, I mostly want world peace."

"you go!"

……

The sun sinks and the evening begins.

Qianqing Palace.

Jiang Zheng finished approving the last paper, rubbed his eyes, and prepared to lie down on the desk for a short rest.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Eunuch Cao came over with small steps, and said softly, "Your Majesty, Qin Zhili begs to see you."

Hearing this name, Jiang Zheng got a headache and said impatiently: "Do you want money, let him go!"

The name Qin Zhili is now bound to the Huangguo Bookstore, otherwise a little Qin Zhili would not be able to ask to see him.

Jiang Zheng was also very concerned about Huangguo Bookstore, after all, it was about the thousand-year-old culture of Huanguo.

But during this period of time, he was so busy with various things that he first took pictures of the broken armor, and because of Jiang Zhiyu's condition, he took pictures of a bunch of pills, which had already exhausted the bookstore's budget.

The money allocated to the bookstore was more than cut in half. Now Qin Zhili is struggling, and he only eats steamed buns to save money.

For several days, Qin Zhili begged to see him every day, but he never met him once.

Eunuch Cao smiled and said, "He said he didn't come to ask you for money this time, but to help you save money?"

"Oh?"

Jiang Zheng glanced at him: "He wouldn't want to take me to eat big steamed buns, would he? Forget it, let him in, I want to see what tricks he has."

"Hey!"

Eunuch Cao nodded, then walked out in small steps, and walked in with a young man dressed as a carpenter with a sallow complexion after a while.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

As soon as Qin Zhili came over, he bowed respectfully.

Jiang Zheng was also taken aback when he saw his appearance. He had heard that Qin Zhili lived a hard life in order to save money, but he really never thought that the hard work would become like this.

Just looking at his face, he probably only ate big steamed buns, not to mention meat, he probably didn't even have a single vegetable.

I heard that this kid had a quarrel with his family because of Zhao Hao's affairs, and he went out without a penny.

"Get up quickly!"

Jiang Zheng was also a little helpless, he was too old to see this.

Are you moved?

Moving!

But if you want money, sorry, there is really no such thing.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Qin Zhili stood up, looked at Jiang Zheng eagerly, and waited for Jiang Zheng to ask.

Jiang Zheng also looked at him, but didn't speak.

After standing for a long time, Qin Zhili finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Your Majesty, I have found a good way to save money."

Jiang Zheng pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "How economical is it? Can it be done with the money allocated now?"

Qin Zhili: "..."

He felt that the emperor was very humorous.

But after thinking about it, it seems that this is not humor, but seriousness.

This old man really doesn't intend to allocate funds!

As far as the money allocated now, to put it bluntly... what is it enough for?

Seeing Qin Zhili's hesitant and extremely embarrassed look, Jiang Zheng couldn't bear to embarrass him, so he asked, "What method, tell me in detail."

Qin Zhili finally showed a smile, and quickly took out two wooden boards from his satchel.

On a wooden board, characters are engraved on the board, which is the former engraving printing board.

The other board is embedded with small wooden blocks, and each wooden block is engraved with an upside-down character.

He explained excitedly: "Your Majesty, look, this is our previous printing plate. We need to prepare a new one for every page of the book, which will reduce the success rate and cost a lot. But if every word Disassemble them all, and then adjust the order to embed them on the board, so that each piece can be reused.

Your Majesty, I plan to make this thing into lead, it is much more durable than wood, and the metal is soft and easy to carve, but now there is a shortage of money and craftsmen, you see..."

Jiang Zheng's eyes lit up when he saw the movable type printing.

As the emperor who spent his whole life earning and saving money for the barren country, he could see the value of movable type printing at a glance.

In the case of the previous engraving printing, a page can be put on hold when it is used up, or it can be thrown away directly, or it can be stored until the next time the book is printed, no matter what you choose, it will cause great waste.

But movable type printing can perfectly solve this problem.

If you want to use it for a long time, it is indeed suitable to choose metal as the raw material.

But this also means that the upfront investment is larger.

Hearing the back, he was directly amused by Qin Zhili.

If this thing was brought by Zhao Hao, he would definitely brag about this movable type printing first, saying how much benefits it can bring to the people, how much it means to the barren country, and how much benefit it will bring to the royal family, and then ask for money , want big money.

But this silly boy didn't know anything about pushing and pulling, so he just opened his mouth in a stupid way.

But the more it was like this, the happier Jiang Zheng was, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Well, I got some pills by chance a few days ago, and I'll transfer the money to you when I sell them!"

A few days ago, a batch of pills were photographed in Lin Yu Pavilion, and before they had time to send them all to Jiang Zhiyu, the Tribulation of Three Tails passed directly.

Now he has a large amount of pills in his hands, but he will not be able to sell them until the opening of the Lin Yu Pavilion tomorrow. Although there are many people in Kyoto who can buy them, they all hide their money, for fear that they will know that they are corrupt or Don't have any plans.

Qin Zhili was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Immediately there was a hint of worry: "Your Majesty, you sold the elixir, what are you going to eat?"

This silly boy really can't speak.