Selling water is also a business?

Can one well be sold for tens of thousands of taels of silver?

Zhu Yijun, who rarely leaves the palace, naturally didn't know about this, but the young man's stubbornness made him unwilling to admit that he didn't know.

"Hehe, Shi Tongzhi, you said it lightly. There are only a few sweet water wells in the capital. Who doesn't sell water like a treasure? If you don't have sweet water wells, you can sell water in that home."

Knowing that Your Majesty does not understand this matter, the guest took the initiative to rescue Your Majesty.

"There is no sweet water well in such a big palace, and the food in the palace is all the spring water transported from Yuquan Mountain."

Although the guest was to help His Majesty save the siege, it also caused Shi Yiwen's words, so he smiled.

"That's why I said that I can do this business. The water in the city cannot be drunk. We can use pipes outside the city to bring water into the city. Isn't that what happened?"

Thinking about the most common model of water plant in later generations, Shi Yiwen said carelessly.

"Then follow several main roads in central Beijing to lay water supply pipelines underground, so that the people in the city can drink clean sweet water. Isn't this a business? And it can still do a good business for decades or hundreds of years!"

Speaking of this, Shi Yiwen naturally thought of the Li Jiacheng who was cashing out in mainland China and Hong Kong, and after he ran away, he acquired companies in the UK such as water grids, power grids, natural gas, etc. that are closely related to people's lives. No matter how the economy is, you have to use water, electricity, and natural gas every month, and as long as you live, he will make money.

"After all, no matter how you live, you always have to live without water. More than 100,000 households in the capital sell water in a year, and it is still more than enough to sell hundreds of thousands of taels of silver!"

Now it was Zhu Yijun's turn to be shocked. Can you sell a few hundred thousand taels of silver for a few hundred thousand taels of silver?

However, this surprise took only a moment. Zhu Yijun, who was already extremely smart, suddenly realized that the business was not as simple as he said.

His face suddenly changed, and Zhu Yijun raised his face and said sternly.

"Shi Yiwen, do you know your guilt?"

Being with the king is like a tiger. Now Shi Yiwen has realized the meaning of this sentence. Where does this start?

"I don't know."

"Hmph, you are the crime of deceiving the king! You said it lightly, why use pipes to deliver water? How do you deliver this water to the pipe? How do you raise it from the river?"

"In fact, this is not difficult. It is just that some technical problems need to be solved, and it is not impossible to implement them."

"Hmph, you just said that business is easy to do. Just say that this business is both water diversion and that matter. It's extremely troublesome. What's the point of doing!"

Although he secretly remembered this way to make money, Zhu Yijun still said coldly.

"Just as you mentioned, I'm afraid there is no tens of thousands of taels of silver, I'm afraid I can't even do it!"

Hearing this, Shi Yiwen didn't understand anything. He glanced at the emperor with the corner of his eyes and saw him looking at him coldly.

The emperor thought this business was too costly. I guess he wanted to do a business without money.

No business...

It seems to be similar to the soap he made at the beginning. The problem is that the Song family paid for it. Now, who helped Emperor Wanli pay for it?

I got... I understand.

Who else can you besides yourself?

But this tap water business is just a fool now, not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also many technical problems need to be solved.

I have to make a business that can be seen in cash to make Wanli happy.

"Indeed, I don't think about it. In fact, if you want to do business, no one is as convenient as His Majesty, and you can earn a lot of money without spending a penny..."

Because he saw the imperial shop in Zhangjiawan, Shi Yiwen was not worried about being offended. And his words immediately aroused Zhu Yijun's interest. After all, he is poor now! Of course, as the emperor, he could not express it directly, just hummed.

"Clever words make people look good!"

He seemed dissatisfied, but he listened seriously.

"Your Majesty, when I was in Nanjing, I bought a lot of books, many of which were printed separately by the inner palace's mansion. The reason why booksellers asked people to copy books at high prices was because there were a large number of secret books in the Song and Yuan dynasties in the palace, which was rare in the world. These books have always been the target of search by scholars all over the world, so they will definitely sell well after being published. Most booksellers would ask people to copy them at high prices. However, what books they wanted to copy often depends on the interest of copying people. How long does it take depends on the time of copying people. Therefore, there are always many inconveniences. If the bookstore is allowed to copy books at the inner palace, for example, copying a volume of royal silver or ten taels for copying books, the huge amount of books in the inner palace will be more than one hundred thousand taels?"

Emperor Wanli, who was standing there, was stunned when he listened.

As for the guest, his chin was so shocked that he was about to fall off.

This... this deal is really cost-effective...

It’s really like you can earn so much money without paying a penny!

And it’s more than one hundred thousand taels!

Looking at Emperor Wanli's stunned look, Shi Yiwen felt secretly proud. He was thinking about how to keep the books and magazines in the inner palace so that the civilization of this nation could be passed down for a long time. Instead, he was quite glad to have this opportunity. If he could copy books openly, wouldn't it save a lot of effort? As for whether he could make money from it, he didn't care much.

"Hmph, it's true that it's a clever word. Do you know how many books there are in the big interior? You can also count two or ten taels. There are booksellers in the world who are willing to pay so much money to copy books."

Faced with Emperor Wanli’s doubts, Shi Yiwen looked at him and said.

"I do!"

Facing Emperor Wanli's sight, Shi Yiwen said again.

"As long as your Majesty asks me to go to Wenyuan Pavilion to copy books, I am willing to pay this money."

His face changed slightly, and Zhu Yijun said in surprise.

"Would you like? Do you know how many books are in the big interior?"

"No matter how many, I will!"

Shi Yiwen said directly that civilization is priceless! The Qing Dynasty’s revision of the “Siku Quanshu” completely destroyed by completely destroying, destruction, and decimation, which was clearly the 5,000-year-old civilization of China!

Now facing the opportunity to preserve the classical Chinese civilization, how could Shi Yiwen not be willing? How could he miss such an opportunity?

Ha ha……

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came into Shi Yiwen's ears. He saw the boy in front of him laughing. When he looked at him, it seemed like he was watching... a joke, yes, it was a joke.

"This is the biggest joke I've seen in the past years. For guests, do you hear a joke that is better than this?"

Haha, Zhu Yijun said again.

"Do you think there is only one Wenyuan Pavilion in the Ming Dynasty? There is also one Wenyuan Pavilion in Nanjing. Do you think there is only one place for Wenyuan Pavilion to collect books? Do you know that there is also a secret library for Da Nei! When I was editing the "Yongle Encyclopedia", thousands of compilers and Tai students turned over millions of books in the secret library, and there was no clue!"

It was as if he wanted to deliberately attack Shi Yiwen, Zhu Yijun specifically emphasized.
Chapter completed!