My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

The upstairs is indeed elegant.

A small round table with several round stools.

There are two Taishi chairs next to them. In front of the Taishi chairs is a wooden coffee table.

Zeng Jing sat down carelessly. The third prince and Mr. Qu looked at each other and smiled. Judging from this posture, they really didn't regard themselves as outsiders.

The third prince spoke first: "I haven't asked you your surname yet."

"My surname is Zeng, Zeng Jing. You're welcome. All living beings are equal. Only by putting aside the shackles of identity can you do whatever you want."

"Can all living beings really be equal?"

"Absolute equality does not exist, but cognition must exist. Such as the emperor."

The third prince's expression changed. It was a grave sin to make irresponsible remarks about His Majesty the Emperor.

Mr. Qu smiled and said, "Mr. Zeng continued."

“If the emperor divides his subjects into three, six or nine grades, then he will treat the people as subordinates, even worse than subordinates, and treat them as tools.

However, if the emperor treats everyone equally, he will treat the people as children. If the children are not well fed and clothed, the emperor will feel distressed. "

The third prince thought thoughtfully, "This sentence is the same as what Mr. Qu said. A good emperor must love his people as his sons."

Mr. Qu asked further: "What can you do if your Majesty is distressed? If you want the people to live and work in peace and contentment, you cannot do without money."

"So we need to develop business, make money and then develop high technology, then use technological products to make more money, and then develop new technologies to change the farming model, travel model, construction model, business model, etc."

Mr. Qu shook his head and said, "You can't do this. The reason why the cultivation world lacks spiritual energy is because the environment is destroyed. Your actions will only disrupt the order of the environment."

Zeng Jing was greatly impressed: "Mr. Qu is really a master. He actually saw the importance of environmental protection in advance. It is definitely not possible to build a large-scale factory. It is still possible to make some green food."

The third prince quickly asked: "Is there any direction?"

The fish finally took the bait. Zeng Jing just wanted to attract investment. When she saw that these two people were rich and powerful, they were the right ones to win over.

"I have a fast-food noodle technology. When you want to eat it, just add boiling water and soak it. It comes with a seasoning packet, which is very delicious."

"Is there a finished product? Let's try it."

"You two, we don't know each other very well."

"My name is Zhou Hao. I am the third eldest child in my family..." The other person did not dare to say anything else.

"My name is Qu Fengchun. I am a scholar from the Great Zhou Dynasty. Most people know me. We can cooperate."

"It turns out he's a celebrity, so I'll take [-]% and give you [-]%."

"You alone account for [-]%, isn't that too much?"

"There is more than one person, I also have a partner named Bai Shuwen."

The third prince was shocked: "Is it Bai Shuwen, the third lady of the Bai family in Jizhou? She is a genius on the list of geniuses."

"That's her. I promised to do business with her."

Qu Fengchun knocked on the table and said, "Forty percent means forty percent. It will all be recorded in Mr. Zhou's name. I don't want it anymore."

"Okay, let's sign and pledge now. The initial investment is 2000 taels of silver. It's not enough."

The third prince did not reveal his identity, but called himself Mr. Zhou.

The two parties signed the contract, and Zeng Jing had no choice but to sign Mou Jin's name.

"Mo Jin? Isn't your name Zeng Jing?"

"This is my real name. I have an ID card. But when I go around the world, I usually use the name Zeng Jing."

After signing the contract, Zeng Jing said that she would find a site, find workers, and build machines.

Mr. Zhou waved his hand and said, "Come here, you have half an hour to find workers and a site."

"Yes."

The factory site was quickly found.

Zeng Jing knows how to make a noodle machine, but how can it run without electricity?

Had to change to a hand-cranked noodle machine.

Zeng Jing was not familiar with the craft of fast food noodles at all, but she rolled out thin noodles, steamed them, dehydrated them, and dried them, which was pretty decent.