After the dinner, Yu Zhigan was also confused. Although the drink level was not high, there were too many people. As for how many mirrors were sold, Yu Zhigan was not very clear. One hundred sides? Two hundred sides? Forget it, anyway, the noble ministers would have to line up to the East Palace to pay the money, hehe...

Yu Zhigan remembered in a daze that he did not return to the palace immediately after drinking, but was called into the side hall by his cheap father and mother...

"God man!"

"Mother Queen!"

"Your father said that as the prince, you are doing business as a merchant, and the glass mirror is so expensive, this extravagant trend cannot rise..."

"Don't worry, my mother, my son has a clear idea. These mirrors will only be sold to nobles. Most of my money in Yu Tang is in the hands of these nobles and ministers. If they don't spend money, the economy will not be able to circulate, and they cannot circulate..."

"It's nonsense, but today your mother is happy to give you a gift. I'll let you go once. How much does the mirror cost?"

"Well, I don't know, I sold about 200 sides, 400 taels per side!"

“How much does that cost?”

"It's all burned with sand, quartz stone and feldspar, and there's no cost. Father, I'm not a son-in-law, and those Hu merchants sold glass were burned with sand, and everyone even regarded it as treasures..."

"Well, it's really huge profits!"

When Yu Zhigan woke up, he felt a little pain in his head, and a soft voice came from beside him: "Your Highness, you are awake, I'm going to make a cup of hot tea for you!"

"No, just honey water, huh? Li Shishi?"

Yu Zhigan turned his head and looked to the side, and found that Li Shishi was lying on his bed, with a shy look on his face. He looked down at him, as if he was naked? He drank a little too much last night, and then he was pulled by his father to say something, and then he was sent back to the East Palace and then? Then he seemed to be...

But why don’t you remember at all? My first time is gone? Maybe it’s not the first time for this body, but it’s definitely the first time I have traveled through time. It’s so precious that I don’t have any memory…

Li Shishi put on a veil and then walked out of bed. Yu Zhigan could see that Li Shishi was walking a little deformed, and there were bloodstains underneath. As expected, he couldn't drink alcohol. Drinking was a mistake. The beautiful scenery was so good that he could not do anything, but he...

Taking a somewhat vain pace, Yu Zhigan had just finished breakfast when he saw Wu Sangui's old face appearing in the East Palace, looking at Yu Zhigan with a smile.

"Eunuch Wu, what are you doing here so early?"

“Charge taxes!”

“Taxes?”

Yu Zhigan was stunned for a moment, collecting taxes? What taxes are collected? He has not evaded taxes, and he always collects taxes in accordance with the rules. He is a big taxpayer who abides by laws and regulations, and has no yin and yang account books!

"Your Highness may have forgotten, your Highness yesterday..."

Wu Sangui helped Yu Zhigan recall what happened in the side palace last night. After drinking too much, Yu Zhigan began to explain to his father how important business is. What will happen if the commercial tax takes up the big part? So, the emperor sent Wu Sangui to the East Palace to collect taxes early the next morning, which is called a pilot project!

After listening to Wu Sangui's words, Yu Zhigan was stunned. Did he dig a hole and bury himself?

The word pilot must have been proposed by oneself, otherwise people of this era would not have this word at all.

"Eunuch Wu, does it take taxes to increase the industries on both sides of the East Palace?"

Wu Sangui thought for a while and finally shook his head slowly: "Yesterday, Your Highness said that it is imperative to increase commercial taxes, but not all taxes must be increased. Some taxes must be appropriately reduced. Those who need to increase taxes are profit-profit industries, such as brothels, and Tanggou wine in the East Palace!"

“…”

I dug a hole and buried myself. It is a huge profit industry. Tanggou wine is indeed a huge profit industry, and there is glass. However, Wu Sangui didn't say that, hoping that his father didn't know how huge his glass was!

Now Yu Zhigan wants to slap himself. Why do you say so much? Isn’t it good to make money safely? When the East Palace is built, the college is opened, and everything is working, and if you have enough money, then you will mention this matter...

"Your Highness, this time I am here to collect the tax on mirrors. Of course, the old slave just came to inform Your Highness that there will be a special minor official from the Ministry of Revenue to count the income of your highness selling mirrors. Your Majesty said, this time..."

"Xiaoguan Hairui, I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Haha, haha..."

Before, Yu Zhigan was fantasizing that his father didn’t know the huge profits of glass now, hehe.

And he sent a Hai Rui to come. Why, why did he travel through time and all kinds of people? Yu Zhigan looked at Hai Rui, who had patched traces on the edge of the official uniform in front of him. No need to think about it. This guy has no difference in personality from history. He is upright and selfless...

"Your Highness, the manager of Gong Gong of Cheng sent someone to deliver 1,800 taels of silver, saying that he wanted ten mirrors..."

Before he finished talking, Chen Wansan ran in excitedly, but after seeing Yu Zhi dry eyes, he immediately shut up and stopped talking.

Hai Rui next to him took out a brush from somewhere, and there was a booklet, and he began to write it down quickly. Yu Zhigan couldn't help but widen his eyes. It's unscientific. Your brush was not dipped in ink, so how could you write something!

"Your Highness, I'll take my leave!"

Wu Sangui is still the same, with a smile on his face forever. After passing the order, he slowly left.

"Ahem, your highness, who is this?"

"Hai Rui, from the Ministry of Revenue, someone comes to buy mirrors and tells Hai Rui everything he sells, and don't hide it!"

"Here!"

Yu Zhigan watched Chen Wansan leave with Hai Rui, and pulled his face hard, trying to slap himself, but he held back, and his body and hair were taken by his parents, so he could not slap himself, otherwise he would be sorry for his parents.

However, when he thought of his father, Yu Zhigan felt that it was necessary to slap himself! Let his mouth be humble!

It hits me and it hurts in your heart. Oh, who said this sentence? I don’t know if my emperor’s father hurts Yu Zhigan, but his hands really hurt. Yu Zhigan swears that he will never drink in the future! Don’t get drunk!

Yu Zhigan is still unclear about the specific tax amount, and Wu Sangui has not explained it clearly. It is estimated that the wise and powerful Emperor Emperor has not thought it clearly yet, but the matter has happened and can only accept it. Of course, things cannot be just one side.

This incident is also beneficial. For example, promoting the commercial tax collection of the Yutang Empire, allowing the emperor and ministers to see the huge benefits of commercial tax, promoting commercial development, and reducing the burden of agriculture.

Yu Zhigan is not a saint. Since time traveling to the present, many of the things Yu Zhigan has been doing are for his own consideration. Yu Zhigan has not considered the current people. It is not that Yu Zhigan does not think about it, but that he really has no ability.

Yu Zhigan also wanted to make these two things, but Yu Zhigan really doesn't know that rice fields can be used as fertilizers, but it seems that they have to be buried underground for fermentation.

For farm tools, it seems like a must-have for time travelers. Yu Zhigan couldn't do it. Although he grew up in the countryside when he was a child, he went to the fields to catch crayfish, but he had never seen the plowing land. After he was a little older, he was all kinds of machinery...

"Your Highness, it's snowing!"

Zhang Zhan beside him reminded him in a low voice. Yu Zhigan looked up at the sky. It seemed that snow was really starting to fall. It had been almost a year since he had traveled through time...

"What is Heshen doing?"

"I have recovered from the injury, so I will learn from the eunuch for the time being..."

"Let him go with Hai Rui instead of Chen Wansan!"

"Here!"

"Where is Zhang Xiaojing?"

"It seems like I'm teaching Lu Bu to practice martial arts!"

"Go and go and have a look!"

Lu Bu is still practicing martial arts diligently every day, but his progress is slow. Yu Zhigan calculated and saw that Lu Bu has no talent in practicing martial arts.

In the schoolyard, Zhang Xiaojing stood lazily, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and Lu Bu was standing opposite him with a big axe, panting and wiping his sweat.

"Come again!"

Lu Bu roared, and once again showed off his eighteen steps, one of the eighteen ways he learned from Xing Daorong.

"Come on, brother!"

Little Diao Chan stood aside and kept cheering Lu Bu on, while Lu Bu lived up to expectations and flew towards the rear, finally slowly landing on the ground.

"Hey...Lu Bu, I think you should give this a try!"

Yu Zhigan took out a halberd and threw it hard to Lu Bu.

Lu Bu was stunned at first, then instinctively took over the long halberd that Yu Zhidan threw. When he bought the halberd, Lu Bu felt a heavy sense of power.

Yu Zhigan looked at Lu Bu silently: "When you pick up this Tianhua Ji, you..."

I don’t know if it was the halberd that gave Lu Bu the courage or the observation that Yu Zhi did made Lu Bu full of confidence. In short, Lu Bu, who got up from the ground again, suddenly felt that his body was full of strength.

"Come again!"

Lu Bu roared again and waved his long halberd to slash at Zhang Xiaojing.

"Bang!"

Lu Bu flew out again, Zhang Xiaojing looked at Lu Bu with a straw in his mouth: "How many times have you told you? Don't shout loudly before making a move. Are you afraid that others won't know if you want to cut him down? You shouted and your anger was released, and you..."

While complaining, Zhang Xiaojing whipped Lu Bu's legs with wooden strips: "Tell you to practice more skills in cross-trading. Look at you, your legs are unstable, and you can use a halberd to get a hilt, don't use an axe..."

In the snow, Lu Bu looked up at the sky and suddenly felt that studying was a very good thing. Maybe he worked hard and might be able to pass the Jinshi exam...

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. The first snow in early September fell intermittently for seven days before stopping. The whole Chang'an was dressed in silver makeup, and the houses of the East Palace collapsed three more rooms. Yu Zhigan felt that the remaining houses in the East Palace were not enough to last until spring.

"Why are there fewer and fewer mirrors recently?"
Chapter completed!