Chapter 225
Sun Ce didn't think that studying the ancient steles in Nanyang would be a great achievement, but he felt that it was better than a group of people studying the words in the scriptures every day and then gathering together to make fun of themselves. Besides, he was indeed not knowledgeable, and funding cultural undertakings was also a shortcut to enhance the identity of scholars. After Handan Chun finished studying these ancient steles, compiled them into books, and printed them all over the world. In the preface, Sun Ce's reputation would be gained.
Spending small money and doing big things is his purpose.
Now, before the money was given, Handan Chun's attitude changed, and the scholars watching next to him were much more polite.
Sun Ce bowed and came to the atrium. Cai Yong was talking to several young people, but these young people were not the men outside, but were all the girls who looked like flowers and jade. The leader was Feng Wan, who was known as the national beauty, and Yin Yu was among them, but she was in a relatively low position and seemed to have no status. Zhang Zifu, a girl with round face who had just slipped back, was also among them. Seeing Zhang Xun, her face changed immediately.
Being surrounded by a group of young and beautiful girls, the old master Cai Yong was very excited and spoke with a flash of grace. When Sun Ce came in, his face looked a little unfair and looked very disgusting. Sun Ce laughed, bowed his hand, and covered his face with his sleeves. "Sorry, everyone, come uninvited. If you have anything to do, you have to discuss with Mr. Cai. Please avoid it for a while."
"You have seen anything, and you have seen it all, don't make it like the old master." Zhang Zifu blurted out. "I heard that you were talking about learning with Mr. Handan outside and we want to hear it too."
"Then I'm not polite." Sun Ce sat down.
Zhang Xun couldn't help but stared at Zhang Zifu, but Zhang Zifu pretended not to see him, just caring about Feng Wan, Qin Luo bit his ears. Qin Luo was older and very calm, but Feng Wan was very curious and kept peeking at Sun Ce.
When Sun Ce first met Feng Wan, he was very amazed and had the strong impulse to take it for himself. After all, she was too beautiful, and even among a group of beauties. Later, she saw it twice and gradually got used to it, and her mind became weak. Feng Fang had a lot of eyes on Zhou Yu, and maybe he had already mentioned it to Zhou Yu that it was not suitable for him to hook up with Feng Wan. Friends' wife cannot play, and she can't really compete with Zhou Yu for his wife. When he saw Feng Wan at this time, he didn't express anything special. He was polite, not restrained, and not overly enthusiastic.
Sun Ce first told the story of Handan Chun, and Cai Yong agreed very much. "It is rare for the general to pay attention to literature and art in his martial arts and sponsor knowledge. I have seen many wealthy families, and I have had many banquets and gatherings every day, and I waste countless money, but I refuse to give out some to support scholars who are helpless in life. Even if I recruit scholars, I ask them to recite poems and essays and treat them as actors. Is there any respect for knowledge? It is rare for you to do this."
Sun Ce thought to himself, of course it is rare. I also want to sponsor you to write history. How can you not say a few good words to me?
Feng Wan suddenly said, "General, I have something to say, I wonder if I can say it?"
Sun Ce nodded. "Of course."
"After the general's guidance, we also wanted to follow the example of Achu's sister to do something. It's easy to say, but difficult to do. These days, we spent a lot of money on ancient books and copying articles. The bamboo slips were spent just using pens and ink. I originally wanted to get some from home, but my father was far away from Chang'an, and Mr. Zhang and Mr. Yan didn't agree. Sister Yin took out a lot of money, but after all, she was not a good idea. Since the general can help Mr. Handan study the inscriptions, can we also help us so that we can't ask people to borrow money everywhere?"
Sun Ce couldn't help laughing. It seemed that the problem Zhang Zifu encountered was not an isolated case. Yan Xiang and Zhang Xun were similar. Both of them had objections and refused to give money was the most direct way. Without money, nothing could be done.
"The funding is certainly fine, but I want to join the shares more."
"Combining stocks?" Feng Wan and others looked at each other, very confused. Not knowing what they thought, Yin Wei's eyes became ambiguous, biting her lips, and glanced at Sun Ce with watery eyes, as if she was about to bite Sun Ce and a piece of meat.
"The shareholding means that I cooperate with you, I will take money, you will do things, and you will succeed in the future, and I will make some of the profits."
"Is this possible?" Feng Wan was surprised and tied with Qin Luo and Zhang Zifu and bit his ears.
Sun Ce smiled. These girls are really pampered and worried, and they don’t even know about the joint stocks. This era may not have this term, but there are many such practices. Although the Han Dynasty emphasized agriculture and commerce, business was still very developed, and there were many people working in the joint stocks. It was just that the Han people despised businessmen, and these powerful women didn’t know it.
"General?" Zhang Xun reminded: "With the honor of a general and the humble career of a businessman, it may cause criticism."
"What's wrong with this?" Sun Ce disagreed. "Besides, is there any criticism I've caused? Mr. Zhang, the population of Nanjun exceeds two million, just for clothing. Do you know what big business it is? If we spend 500 yuan each year to buy new clothes, it's a transaction of more than one billion yuan. In terms of profit, it's 100 million yuan. I don't need to be more, accounting for one percent of this million yuan, and there is also one million? One million yuan a year, how much can I do? At least it can satisfy Mr. Cai's expenses for his history, right?"
Zhang Xun was speechless. He didn't dare to stop Cai Yong's history. If this annoys Cai Yong, he would have been infamous for him to write a note in the history books in the future.
"It makes sense, it makes sense." Cai Yong was very satisfied. "However, each rich family spent 500 yuan to buy new clothes. I believe that poor families can't even have enough food to eat, so can they spend so much money to buy clothes? The five family can't use five yuan a year."
Sun Ce put away his smile. "Sir, give me five years. If ordinary people in Nanyang still don't have enough food and don't even have the money to buy a new set of clothes every year, I will withdraw from Nanyang and never come again."
Cai Yong raised his white eyebrows slightly. "The general has such a great ambition. Not to mention five years, within ten years, if you can accomplish this, I will write a good article for you. Even if everyone in the world scolds you, I will defend you."
Feng Wan and others exchanged glances and nodded at the same time. Feng Wan said, "Since that's the case, we are willing to help the general. In the future, Mr. Cai wrote history and could record a note for us, we would be full of our hearts."
Zhang Zifu clenched his fists and cheered himself up. "That's right, sisters, we have to step up and get this new loom out as soon as possible so as to help the general fulfill his ambition to have new clothes as soon as possible. Hehe, you don't know that when I see those children who are not covered in clothes these days, I feel sour and uncomfortable. I wanted to take some money from my family to buy ink, but I was discovered by myself and almost beat me to death."
"Yuan Gong, is there such a thing?" Cai Yong lowered his face. He was more than 20 years older than Zhang Xun. Zhang Xun could only endure the sentence he gave Zhang Xun a few words.
Facing his daughter who cheated on her father, Zhang Xun blushed. "You didn't tell me, how did I know what you were going to do..."
"Then, did you agree?"
Zhang Xun was about to hesitate, but when he saw Cai Yong's eyes being prepared to write a bad news for him, he had to nod and agreed.
Chapter completed!