Chen An had asked Zhuo Wenjun before. The Land Bureau usually checked the accounts once every six months. If someone only recorded the taxes that should be paid in the account book but did not enter the treasury…
In this way, Shang clan would always have a large sum of money in their hands. When the Land Bureau came to check the accounts, as long as the accounts from half a year ago were clear, he would still have a new half a year's income in his hands...
This method was very vicious…and very despicable.
This was something that could not be helped. After all, the Great Han Dynasty despised merchants and their taxes were extremely high!
Almost 70% of the profits from the iron-smelting workshop and the Red Chamber had to be handed over to the Land Bureau.
Chen An would not have used this method in the past, but if Cao Xiang was cured and Princess Ping Yang did not care about him…
Then he would have to escape from Chang 'an.
He couldn't possibly run away penniless, right?
He had to have enough money to live comfortably for the rest of his life!
To raise enough money in the shortest amount of time, Chen An's Bookkeeping Method was the only method that Chen An could come up with at the moment.
The simpler the tool, the longer it could be used. Although it was not efficient, it was better than being sturdy.
The more complicated things were, the more intelligence was needed to support them. Without enough intelligence, there would always be areas that could not be taken care of when faced with the complicated new accounting method.
After everyone was familiar with this bookkeeping method that should have appeared in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, Chen An felt that he should have accumulated enough money to travel.
……
It was late at night.
Moonlight illuminated the Chen Residence.
"Mmm, it smells so good!"
Zhuo Wenjun gulped as he held the food.
"Your mutton is really amazing. There's actually no mutton smell.”
As she ate, she could not help but praise Chen An.
"Now I finally understand why you were so confident that our 'Dream of the Red Chamber' would be a hit.”
"However, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen. You're a grown man, but you work in the kitchen every day.”
Chen An nodded seriously and said,"
"It's really outrageous, so…don't eat anymore.”
Chen An snatched the plate from Zhuo Wenjun's hand.
Zhuo Wenjun immediately panicked. He hurriedly snatched the plate over and covered his chest as if he was protecting his cub.
"So stingy!"
Zhuo Wenjun was guarding Chen An as he gorged himself, as if he was afraid that Chen An would snatch it away again.
After dinner, she started to make tea again.
"Ba Shi!"
"How did you do it? How can the food be so delicious?"
Reputation 1.
[Remaining Reputation Points: 91]
"A total of twenty taels of good silver."
Chen An replied indifferently.
"You…"
"Are you collecting money from me? You're actually collecting money from me?"
Zhuo Wenjun was dumbfounded. His small mouth was wide enough to fit an entire egg.
However, Chen An looked serious and did not seem to be joking.
She…
He could only compromise and could not help but complain,
"Can't we talk about anything else besides money?”
"Sure! I can teach you how to produce iron kitchenware, as long as you give me 30% of the profits.”
"You…"
Zhuo Wenjun stopped talking.
Although Chen An had already given her the blueprint of the kitchenware, logically speaking, she should be able to produce it herself.
Moreover, she had already tasted the delicious food cooked by the iron kitchenware. When the Red Mansion opened, it would not only be popular, but the iron kitchenware would also become a bestseller in Chang 'an.
This was a big business that could be profitable.
However, Zhuo Wenjun didn't dare to do it.
Chen An dared, but she did not!
This was because Chen An was the Marquis of Tangyi and the official of Yulin Lang.
The Land Bureau would not make things difficult for Chen An just because an iron smelting workshop produced these kitchenware.
Moreover, Chen An's production of kitchenware did not take up too much ore, so it did not affect the Zhuo clan's…uh…Chen clan's iron smelting workshop's daily submission of farm tools and weapons.
But Zhuo Wenjun couldn't!
With the implementation of the Salt and Iron Order, it was already common knowledge that Liu Che wanted to make a move on a big merchant like the Zhuo family.
All he lacked was an excuse.
If Zhuo Wenjun dared to produce iron kitchenware instead of using all the ores on farming tools and weapons…
It was estimated that the Zhuo Clan would not be far from extinction.
……
As the sun shone, it was a new day.
Zhuo Wenjun stretched his back and walked to the outhouse with the towel that Chen An had mentioned.
She was very curious as to why Chen An's latrine was so clean and did not smell at all.
She also slowly became reliant on Chen An's so-called shower.
Other than bathing and settling things together, which made it difficult for her to adapt in a short period of time, the life in the Chen Manor in Yangling Yi simply made her feel that she was drinking raw meat and blood.
Chen An was in the courtyard, brushing his teeth with salt and watching the beauty come out of the bath…
"Sigh, when I can really settle down completely, I must think of a way to make soap.”
Chen An muttered as he admired the beautiful scenery.
Soon, Zhuo Wenjun finished washing up. Water droplets rolled down his hair, looking very seductive.
Chen An silently recited the mantra and secretly thought that this was not a solution. He could not let this beautiful woman sleep with him every day, right?
No!
In the future, he had to make this merchant girl pay!
Food expenses were food expenses, and accommodation expenses were accommodation expenses.
These were two different things.
The score was clear!
"As expected, your soul has been seduced."
“……”
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