"...I went to Zunhua this time to do this. If this iron factory does not produce high-quality iron, the best flintlock rifle will naturally not be built."

Hearing Shi Yiwen saying this absent-mindedly, Zhu Yijun would occasionally turn his eyes outside, but when the window was closed, he naturally couldn't see anything.

"Zhiyuan, you did a good job in the iron factory. This flintlock gun is a powerful weapon for the country. It's a blessing that you can think of it. Qi Jiguang is also lucky. When I touch you, I got such a treasure from you. By the way, I have come out a few times in a while. Seeing that the carriage business is good, I should have made a lot of money."

Seeing that Zhu Yijun seemed to have no interest in flintlock rifles, Shi Yiwen quickly replied.

"The business of the car dealer is pretty good, now the net profit of a day is about 500,000 yuan."

"That's five hundred taels of silver..."

Recalling this number, Zhu Yijun looked at Shi Yiwen and suddenly said.

"The car shop has earned so much money, but I don't have money..."

Uh... I just gave you 200,000 taels!

Shi Yiwen muttered in his heart, will it be spent so soon?

"Zhiyuan, don't get me wrong, look... we're all here."

Zhu Yijun said with some annoyance after taking out the two tickets.

"This ticket is really annoying. Last time I went to Taichang, I wanted to exchange the ticket for silver, but then I thought about it. Five thousand taels of silver, hundreds of kilograms, and there was no place to put it in it after changing it, so I thought, if I could change it, I would spend a few dozen taels first, and the others would be replaced with tickets, but they didn't do it, and they said that they would charge 10% of silver, 10%! I wrote a few pieces of paper, and I dared to ask me if I wanted so much money..."

These two months can be said to be Zhu Yijun's most painful two months. After all, he used to have no money, but now he is holding the money and cannot spend it. It is not that he cannot spend it, but that he is heartbroken and 10% of his commission.

"Zhiyuan, you don't know that I used to have no silver to spend money, but now I have silver but can't spend money, which makes it even more uncomfortable!"

After saying that, Zhu Yijun looked at Shi Yiwen in annoyance.

"Zhiyuan, this won't work. You have to think of a way to help me get this done, otherwise I won't be dying of pain."

Zhu Yijun, who had no friend himself, finally recognized a friend, so he naturally asked for help from his friend, and even spoke without any rules.

In fact, for him who has too many rules, he prefers this kind of unrestrainedness.

"Uh, your..."

Shi Yiwen, who originally wanted to call him "Your Majesty", only realized that he had no suitable title as soon as he spoke.

Noting Shi Yiwen's embarrassment, Zhu Yijun said casually.

"You cannot show your ambition without being indifferent, and you cannot achieve your ambition without being calm... Your name is Zhiyuan, so you can tell me to show your ambition in the future. I will clarify my ambition in the future, and you can just implement it."

Uh...this is OK.

"Ming, clarify your ambition..."

Why is it so awkward?

Murmuring in his heart, thinking about his words, Shi Yiwen finally figured out why he sent people to him 20 times in two months, and had a long time - no money.

It’s not that there is no silver, but that there is no cash.

Alas, this emperor... is really not ordinary stingy.

Thinking in his heart, Shi Yiwen clapped his head and said with a sudden realization.

"Look at my brain, this ticket is not money after all, so it will be inconvenient to take it back to the palace. Well... let me think about it."

After thinking a little, Shi Yiwen found that Zhu Yijun was in a difficult situation. Hundreds of thousands of silver could not be transported into the palace, but he could not spend it. He had so much money in his arms, but he could only watch it.

Alas, I have to... think of a way for him.

"So, I think it's here..."

Looking at the restaurant, the location seemed to be good, and Shi Yiwen did not hesitate.

"Open a money shop here, you can keep all the money here. When you leave the palace, just use the money here."

The so-called money shop is actually a place where money is exchanged. It seems that there is no such shop on this street. You are opening a money shop. It is all used to please the emperor.

What does Master Wei rely on to make every effort? It’s money.

What made Qianlong unable to do without him, money.

Now, why does Zhu Yijun treat himself as a friend? It’s not because of money.

From the first time I met Shi Yiwen, Zhu Yijun found that he had completely misunderstood him. If at the beginning, he thought he had made his own farm and took advantage of him, but later he thought that Shi Yiwen was simply Bao Shuya. Even if he was the emperor, he was taught by the chief assistant, the empress dowager, and the ministers were respected. Although the eunuchs were flattering, those people would at most say a few good words. Have you ever seen such a direct and straightforward "friendship" and such a righteous and wealthy "friend". When did you see it?

friend!

He is really a friend!

Not only do you give yourself money to spend, but you also find ways to spend it yourself.

Is there anyone in the world who is more friends than him?

In his heart, Shi Yiwen's image suddenly became taller, and simply said with no slightest righteousness. Zhu Yijun said with some emotion.

"I...I like people like Ren Xia's ancient style the most, but I...I am the same person as well."

Although he did not understand the nature of Emperor Wanli, this young man was probably a very middle-aged boy. For him who was being controlled by others all day long, as long as he gave him some sweetness and said some passionate words, he would easily feel close to him. Shi Yiwen, who was once a wandering doctor, had dealt with all kinds of people, so he naturally knew how to prescribe the right medicine.

What's more, even if it is not correct, there are still experiences from ancient people to learn from, and there are so many psychology textbooks available for practice.

For Shi Yiwen, who has successfully become an "imperial friend" and even entrusted by the emperor with the great task of "realizing his ambitions", he has to continue to work harder and continue to work harder.

Of course it's silver.

More than half an hour later, when Zhu Yijun Huaidun just left the hundred-two silver that Shi Yiwen got, he was even reluctant to part with his friend, but he also knew that he could not stay for too long after slipping out of the palace. After all, the people in the palace were almost all Feng Daban's eyes. If he made a report from his mother and the chief minister, it would be a bad thing.

When the emperor left, Dezi, who had been standing outside the door, looked at the young master and asked.

"Young Master, why do you and the emperor look so much like friends..."

"Well, you've seen it too?"

"But, since he is a friend, why should the young master give him...silence?"

"What do you know..."

Shi Yiwen laughed first and then said.

"Some people want to give it, but they don't have a chance! What's more..."

He is poor!

Who made me lose money?

Indeed, I don’t know how many people want to give the emperor money, but they don’t have that opportunity. Now that they have this opportunity, they naturally have to seize it.

After finishing his words, Shi Yiwen turned around and entered the restaurant, then walked directly to the shopkeeper and asked.
Chapter completed!