Great Ming: I, Zhu Di, Declare My Intentions to Seize the Throne from the Start!

Jiang Xianzun couldn't be more happy to fly into the sky...

After hearing Zhu Di's arrangement, Zhou Lang couldn't help but murmur.

Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Silang, Yamen Zhou probably hasn't had breakfast yet... Xu Miaoyun reminded Zhu Di.

Zhu Di smiled and invited: Zhou Lang, our family has a simple meal. If you don't mind, let's eat together. I just have something to talk to you about.

I don't dislike it! Of course I don't dislike it!

Zhou Lang said loudly and excitedly, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears with excitement.

Mr. Zhu’s few tips have transformed him from a yamen worker to a soap class leader.

He was already satisfied.

I didn't expect to ask Mr. Zhu to give me some advice.

But Mr. Zhu, who is similar to the talented hermit among storytellers, will definitely be like Zhuge Kongming who walked out of his thatched cottage in the future.

Be famous all over the world!

Now I can get an invitation from Mr. Zhu to have dinner with Mr. Zhu and his wife at Mr. Zhu’s house.

Simple meals are the best!

Mr. Mister will become famous in the future.

He can brag to his neighbors, relatives, friends, and children for the rest of his life!

On the dinner table.

Zhou Lang was very reserved and careful.

Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun couldn't help but laugh.

Don't be nervous, this is just a small farmhouse, and we are ordinary farmers. Speaking of which, we should be afraid of you, and you are the official. Zhu Di said with a smile.

hey-hey……

Zhou Lang sneered and said, Don't talk about me. When Jiang County Zun mentioned Mr. Zhu, he was full of praise.

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Zhu Di finished eating quickly and stood up...

Zhou Lang hurriedly picked up the food in the bowl, put down the bowl, and stood up.

Zhu Di said helplessly: I'm going to find something.

As he spoke, he walked to the small table in front of the window, took out a piece of paper from a book, and returned. Looking at Zhou Lang standing at the table like a primary school student, he sat down next to Xu Miaoyun and pointed at the stool to indicate, Sit down. Come on, let me talk to you about something.

Zhou Lang sat down hurriedly, put his hands on his knees, and straightened his back.

Zhu Di pushed the paper in his hand to Zhou Lang.

This is the recipe for grilled fish seasoning and the process of making it.

Hearing this, Zhou Lang looked at the paper curiously.

Zhu Di continued: Originally, at the end of the corvee period, I planned to sell this formula directly to the women on the flower boats on the Qinhuai River through auction.

The reason why I didn't do this.

In fact, it's very simple. I'm worried that the old man will go to Tuqiao Village and beat people up.

During the period of corvee service, it is enough to make the Qinhuai River prosperous.

I was planning to hand over this recipe to you at that time. We in Tuqiao Village will provide the recipe and you will come forward to open a grilled fish restaurant.

Zhou Lang asked curiously: Mr. Zhu, why didn't you mention this at that time?

He is very conative.

He is now the soap class leader.

I dare not say it anywhere else.

It's so easy to open a grilled fish restaurant in Jiangning County.

My mother-in-law happens to be an idler at home.

I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death! Zhu Di said with a smile: This grilled fish doesn't have the effect we advertise at all.

We withdrew at that time.

If you take our recipe and open a restaurant immediately in Jiangning County, those people will definitely come to buy your fish.

When someone exposes you, these people will not deal with you openly.

But if you work in the government, these people are very good at dealing with people like you who work in the government but don't have much power.

No!

Zhou Lang shuddered.

After such a long time, the popularity of grilled fish should have gone away.

Now that you're opening a restaurant, to the outside world, you're just going to promote what you figured out yourself, and it has nothing to do with the grilled fish on the Qinhuai River Embankment!

Even if someone says that the two taste exactly the same, you won't be able to admit it to death. They are the same formula.

No more promoting efficacy, just selling simple and delicious grilled fish!

What about the price...

Zhu Di told Zhou Lang about the business experience in detail.

The price is determined based on the size and fatness of the fish.

Big, plump fish are more expensive and are sold exclusively to wealthy people in the city.

A small fish the size of a palm can be purchased for several kilograms for a few pennies. After cooking this kind of fish, one can buy it for a penny and set up a stall on the roadside outside the restaurant, setting up a few tables and selling cheap drinks, specifically targeting ordinary people.

Actually, the flavors are all the same. Rich people make more, and ordinary people make less. Small profits but quick turnover will also give ordinary people without money a chance to have a taste.

After they taste it, they think about making it themselves. If some street vendors learn to make it, don't make it difficult for them.

I listen to Mr. Zhu! Zhou Lang quickly assured.

Zhu Di nodded with satisfaction and continued: For the specific profit sharing, our Tuqiao Village only produces formulas and does not care about anything else. We will take only three percent and the rest will be yours.

With this business, I'll stop doing those who want to eat and drink.

Zhou Lang stood up in a hurry and explained anxiously: Ever since Mr. De gave me the advice and became the leader of the soap class, I have completely changed my ways!

That day when Jiang Jinzhong promoted him to the position of leader of the soap class.

One thing impressed me deeply.

At that time, he euphemistically proposed that he would continue to subcontract Tuqiao Village.

Jiang Jinzhong asked with half a smile at the time: Isn’t it because the mother-in-law has the benefit of being a mother-in-law if she can’t let go?

He's not stupid.

Afterwards, I realized that it was Fatty Jiang who was beating him.

Even people like Fatty Jiang cherish feathers.

I will definitely cherish a man of Mr. Zhu’s caliber even more!

Therefore, since he became the leader of the soap class, he has never done anything like eating cards.

The Zhou family's ancestral graves were filled with smoke when they met Mr. Zhu. For a small profit, Mr. Zhu looked down on him and alienated him?

You must not do such stupid things!

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really!

Mr. Zhu cares about these things.

In the past, I just made casual mentions and didn't care about this matter. Now that we are doing business together, the relationship has gone further. Mr. Zhu obviously cares about these little things.

Mr. Zhu and Fatty Jiang are different.

Mr. Zhu put it forward directly and advised.

Unlike Fatty Jiang, who directly beats him with strange energy.

This pattern, indeed, even a hundred Fatty Jiang couldn't keep up with!

Mr. Zhu, I promise you, I will never make these little mistakes again in the future!

Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun looked at Zhou Lang, who was even more nervous than the children in the school, and couldn't help but smile, Okay, this matter has been decided.

Had breakfast.

Zhou Lang was busy informing people.

As soon as Zhou Lang left, Xu Miaoyun couldn't help but laugh and said: This Zhou Lang is quite interesting. I wonder who the County Magistrate you are talking about is.

Fatty Jiang?

Zhu Di couldn't help but smile when he thought of Jiang Jinzhong, and said with certainty: Just take a look, this fat man obsessed with officials is definitely a more interesting person than Zhou Lang!

Xu Miaoyun packed up and said with a smile: Then I will go to the school and take the children to prepare.

To be honest, with who they are.

Even if you become a farmer, there is no need to take a county magistrate seriously.

But this County Magistrate Jiang is willing to do something practical for the people.

The starting point is whether it is for vanity, official obsession, or political achievement.

They and their husbands are both willing to give this face.

Before leaving, Xu Miaoyun joked: I don't know, just because of what you have done, this magistrate Jiang can really become an upright and good official.

When a person does good deeds, he or she is moved and slowly transforms himself without even realizing it. This is what happens from time to time.

Zhu Di smiled and joked: I don't dare to have such high expectations for Fatty Jiang, but if this is true, the relationship will be even better.

…

After Zhou Lang informed everyone in the village, he left in a hurry and went to meet Jiang Jinzhong on the road.

The folks after breakfast.

They came to Zhu Di's small courtyard one after another.

A group of uncles and aunts were sitting under the almond tree.

Silang, why is Magistrate Jiang so angry?

Silang, instead of collecting taxes through the squire and collecting them directly from the county government, we will follow the court's five dou per mu? Won't it increase?

Can such a good thing really get our turn?

…

Zhu Di looked at his uncles and aunts with disbelief on their faces and couldn't help but sigh.

Fatty Jiang wants to do something good, but the people are first afraid!

This is the impression of officials in this era in the minds of the people.

Zhu Di stood up, raised his hand with a smile, Dear uncles and aunts, I have come into contact with Jiang Jinzhong.

I don't say anything about this county magistrate.

We might as well give each other enough face first.

Then listen to his words and watch his actions.

The uncles and aunts looked at each other and responded one after another.

Okay, listen to Shiro!

Yes, listen to Shiro!

…

Close to Tuqiao Village Road.

More than a dozen bullock carts were driving slowly and bumpily.

Fatty Jiang did not wear official uniforms, nor silk and satin clothes, but wore a drab gray cotton suit.

Neither took a sedan chair nor a carriage.

One man occupied an ox cart used to haul grain.

His body was like a hill, rising and falling as the car bumped, and his face turned pale from the jolt.

Zhou Lang, how far is it? Jiang Jinzhong wiped his sweat and asked Zhou Lang who had returned from Tuqiao Village.

Zhou Lang raised his hand and happened to see Zhu Di and others walking from the entrance of the village.

Zhou Lang knew Zhu Di's arrangements, so he immediately smiled and said: The county minister has arrived. Look, Mr. Zhu.

Where is it!

Fatty Jiang suddenly turned around in excitement. When he saw a group of common people behind Zhu Di, the smile on his face disappeared and his voice trembled as he asked: Zhou Lang, have you correctly conveyed my purpose of coming to Tuqiao Village!

Welcome Mr. Jiang!

Jiang County Zun, Master Qingtian!

…

When Zhou Lang was just about to explain, the exaggerated shouts of the people came from the front.

Then, Zhou Lang saw the subtle changes in the expression on Jiang Jinzhong's face.

The paleness of fear and nervousness turned into shock, and then turned into ecstasy, and turned into snarling in a second. He tried his best to purse his lips, but the two small eyes in the upper third of the round face were no longer smiling. .

The lower third of the mouth is grinning almost to the ears!

This round pancake face, in just a short moment, looked like it had knocked over the paint in the dyeing shop. It was so wonderful.

Zhou Lang tried his best not to laugh, he knew that Fatty Jiang would definitely be able to fly like a heifer into the sky.

But this is just the beginning!

Ahem...

He coughed lightly and reminded: County magistrate, Mr. Zhu and the others are coming soon.

Only then did Jiang Jinzhong wake up.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to rub his face, coughed a few times, and ordered: Quick, help me get out of the car. I want to personally greet this group of lovely people who welcome me!

A group of government servants hurriedly helped him.

Jiang Jinzhong finally got off the bullock cart.

Immediately, he moved his legs and saw a mountain of meat moving, trotting quickly towards Zhu Di.

After meeting Zhu Di, he pulled Zhu Di and walked aside.

Go farther away and make sure the folks can't hear them talking.

After looking at the villagers, he turned his head, holding back his secret joy, and couldn't wait to confirm: Mr. Zhu, are you all here to welcome me? Really? Do you mean it from the bottom of your heart?

On the big cake's face, two small eyes stared eagerly at Zhu Di...

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