"Ahem..."

When Zhu Zhanji heard Zhang's words, he almost choked on his saliva.

Hube Yanyin was not canceled after the emergence of new salt, but because Zhu Zhanji was in charge of the new salt, the old salt was naturally unable to get the new salt and could only continue to get the old salt.

However, compared with the fifty cents a pound of high-quality new salt, the old salt is not only more expensive, but also tastes bad, so naturally no one buys it.

But he didn't expect that his cheap uncle would actually regard Shioyin as the same treasure as before.

He subconsciously looked at the silly father aside. When Zhu Gaochi saw his son's gaze, his eyes flickered and he whispered: "I didn't know your uncle would go into the salt business. I didn't tell your mother about the new salt.

By the time you find out, it's already too late."

Zhu Zhanji: “…”

Good guy.

Zhu Zhanji almost didn't recognize his silly father.

Is this still the loyal and honest prince?

Seeing the twinkling look in his silly father's eyes, how could Zhu Zhanji not guess that this must be his silly father's intention.

Based on the nature of his uncle, this stupid father obviously wouldn't like it either.

And if this uncle were to find out about the new salt, he would definitely find the Prince's Mansion and try to find a way to take advantage of it.

So I simply didn’t tell my mother, and even after knowing that my mother had invested the two hundred thousand taels of silver he gave me, I didn’t say a word.

I estimate that even if I have made up my mind to lose three thousand to myself, I will still cheat this uncle for eight hundred.

Anyway, the Prince's Mansion is not short of money now, and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver are nothing more than trivial matters.

But if Mr. Zhang could be made to have a better memory, and then cheat his brother-in-law again, the benefits would be obvious.

At least it will make Mr. Zhang less hesitant when he helps his brother next time, and at the same time, he will have something to say when his brother-in-law comes to see him next time.

These thoughts flashed through Zhu Zhanji's mind, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his stupid father in his heart.

He took two hundred thousand silver to deceive his brother-in-law. My stupid father, this brother-in-law, was the one who got it. I have to say, what he did was beautiful!

After all, he didn't have a good impression of this uncle. If he hadn't considered his mother's feelings, he might have let Zhang Mao capture him and serve him in prison.

However, I feel a little speechless when I think that I owe this two hundred thousand taels of silver to my mother.

After all, the wool comes from the sheep, and in the end it is his son who pays for it.

Thinking of this, he looked at the somewhat sad old lady and couldn't help but sympathize with her.

Now it is very clear that my wife is the one who suffers the most from the whole thing.

And the one who made the most money was undoubtedly this stupid dad. Anyway, the two hundred thousand taels of silver would not fall into his pocket.

Looking at the silly father with an innocent look on his face, Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes and quietly comforted Mr. Zhang in his ear, saying:

"Mom, it's okay. It's only two hundred thousand taels of silver. Have you forgotten Dad's favorite vase?"

Hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Mrs. Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "That's right, I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."

"Well, it's good to remember now."

Zhu Zhanji smiled.

"What are you girls talking about?"

Zhu Gaochi looked at his son leaning close to Mrs. Zhang's ear, comforting Mrs. Zhang in two or three words, and suddenly asked curiously.

When Mrs. Zhang heard Zhu Gaochi's question, she raised her chin and hummed, "It's none of your business!"

Zhu Gaochi: "..."

Seeing that his silly father was a little depressed, Zhu Zhanji coughed dryly and said: "Ahem, Dad, my mother and I were talking about making money with newspapers. I plan to add a small section in the middle of the newspaper for publication in the future.

Just buy some products and let those merchants pay some advertising fees."

Post a product?

Let merchants pay for advertising?

Zhu Gaochi was a little confused when he heard the words and failed to understand the meaning of Zhu Zhanji's words.

Zhu Zhanji saw his silly father's confused look and explained:

"Publishing products is to help merchants promote their products, just like wool. It is good and easy to use, but most of the people who know about it now are people in or near Yingtian."

"But newspapers are different. Newspapers are published to the entire Ming Dynasty. Once the newspapers are spread out, most people in the entire Ming Dynasty will see the newspapers, and when they see the newspapers, they will see the products advertised in the newspapers. In this way

Once it is done, this product can be widely advertised, which is simply called advertising."

"But we can't help those businessmen advertise in vain, so naturally if they want to publish their products in newspapers, these businessmen must pay a certain fee, which is the advertising fee."

Hearing Zhu Zhanji's explanation, Zhu Gaochi nodded somewhat suddenly, and then hesitantly said: "The method is a good one, but son, will it make people feel that the newspaper has a bit more of a copper smell? Will it be criticized?

People don’t like it?”

Zhu Zhanji shook his head when he heard this. He knew that the reason why his stupid father was worried was that he was afraid that these things would affect the reputation of the newspaper, so he said:

"It's okay. It just so happens that the daily newspaper has been published for a while recently. The entertainment weekly newspaper I told you about can actually be put on the agenda. We don't have to publish these things in the daily newspaper, but the weekly newspaper will be fine."
Chapter completed!