Zhao Benchang was standing respectfully in front of Zhu Gaoxu, but at this moment, the King of Han was sitting leisurely in the pavilion in the courtyard to enjoy the cool air, occasionally eating a snack, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face.

"So...you followed Wang Siqi for a whole day, and not only did you find nothing, but you also spent ten taels of silver just for a meal?"

"Back to Your Highness the King of Han...that's exactly what it is."

"Oh, you should have thought of it... If you are doing this at your age, you really shouldn't have high expectations."

Zhu Gaoxu's casual words made Zhao Benchang break into a cold sweat, and he quickly explained: "His Royal Highness, it's not that he didn't notice... In the mouth of Wang Siqi's confidants, I heard a place name... Jurong County."

"Jurong County?"

"yes!"

At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu put on another expression, nodded and said: "Okay, I know about this matter... I will send someone to investigate, but before that, you still have to follow Wang Siqi

Left and right, we must stay together."

"Yes...but Your Highness the King of Han, Wang Siqi actually entered the brothel today in full view of everyone. The old man is really...really, unable to go in!"

"Brother? It's a good thing he can think of it."

"That's all, if you can't get in, you can't get in... I don't believe he can do anything good in a place like a brothel, but you have to remember... no matter what you hear or see.

.You must tell me as soon as possible!"

"clear..."

"Back off!"

...

After Zhao Benchang left.

Zhu Gaoxu called the young eunuch on the side to come over, and casually gave instructions: "Send a few people to Jurong to find out whether Wang Siqi and the Baoyuan Bureau have done anything famous there recently."

"Yes, but...His Royal Highness the King of Han...Jurong County is just a small place. Even if you want to cause trouble in such a place, I'm afraid it won't be easy..."

"Just go as you are told, where did all this nonsense come from!"

"Slave, I'll make arrangements now..."

The stars are like snowflakes, scattered on the night..

...

"Wu De... do you know what my greatest ideal is?"

"Um...take care of all the famous prostitutes on the Qinhuai River?"

"Bah! It's not this..."

"Um...does the young master want to be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister?"

"This is not necessary..."

"I really don't know..." Wu De touched the back of his head and continued with a smile: "The young master has great ambitions and a bright future... How can a servant like me guess?

It’s got to come out!”

"My young master..."

Looking up at the starry sky, Wang Siqi had an unpredictable sadness in his eyes, and said rather sadly: "My biggest wish is to live well..."

"Ah! Young Master..." Wu De's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he couldn't help but said: "Young Master... If anyone dares to hurt the Young Master, just step over my body. I will definitely protect the Young Master."

of..."

"What?"

Wang Siqi paused abruptly, and then continued: "Listen to the end!"

"This young master wants to survive...then he will have one to two hundred concubines, give birth to thirty or fifty children, acquire seven to eight hundred real estate properties, and collect rent for one hundred and eighty years!"

"There will be no regrets in this life!"

"...."

The young master of Qingyuan's house is still the same young master.

But Baoyuan Bureau is no longer what it used to be...

The next day.

As soon as Wang Siqi walked into the gate of Baoyuan Bureau, he saw Zhao Benchang waiting at the door, but he was not prepared to stop him.

Instead, he smiled and said hello: "Hey! Mr. Zhao, why are you here so early today... Alas, I am busy with official duties, so I am really late!"

"It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter!"

In the inner room, Wang Siqi looked at Er Gouzi calmly and said, "How's it going?"

"Back to Mr. Wang... The Banknote Printing Bureau has chosen a variety of inks to mix with the ink used for printing banknotes, so that it can achieve a similar effect to the original ink, but the cost has been reduced by at least 60%!"

Printing is not a simple and easy task.

From stereotypes to paper, from ink to craftsmanship, only by doing every detail well can we print high-quality products that meet the requirements.

Wang Siqi nodded and continued: "Find a way to purchase some cheap and large-volume ink from the private sector to continue to reduce the current cost of ink... There is no need to be in line with the treasure banknotes, as long as the paper does not fade and the handwriting is clear when printed.

enough!"

"I understand, sir..."

Zhao Benchang on the other side was listening to this conversation, but he was a little confused.

The banknote printing bureau under the banknote promotion department sounds like it was specially used to print banknotes for the Ming Dynasty. Since it prints banknotes, shouldn't the ink used for printing be sufficient for the printing of banknotes?

Is it best to ask for it?

How does it sound...

Now Wang Siqi has no such intention at all. Instead, he is doing the opposite, in order to reduce costs...

cost...

Zhao Benchang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to himself: Good boy... I finally caught you. In such an important job of printing treasure banknotes, you actually dare to start with these materials...

I wanted to make money, but I found out...

Zhao Benchang, who was overjoyed, seemed calm on the surface, as if he had not heard the conversation at all.

Wang Siqi had a bit of curiosity on his face, looked at Zhao Benchang and said, "Master Zhao? Master Zhao..."

"ah!"

Zhao Benchang was in a trance for a while because something was on his mind. Wang Siqi yelled several times before he came to his senses.

"What's wrong?"

"Sir Zhao... I am going to the Banknote Printing Bureau now... I wonder?"

"Let's go together!"

.....

Outside the money printing office.

Under Wang Siqi's instruction, all the craftsmen in the various departments under the Baochao Lifting Department were treated equally. The overnight increase in income not only changed the life of each craftsman... more importantly, the spiritual outlook also changed.

There are big changes.

Ergouzi said: "Sir, wait a moment, I will go and notify the head of the Banknote Printing Bureau to come out."

"No, no, no...just go in."

The Printing and Paper Bureau is different from the Banknote Bureau and has just entered.

Wang Siqi smelled the strong fragrance of ink, and as Wang Siqi walked a few steps, he saw many craftsmen coming and going... One of them seemed to recognize Wang Siqi, and said cautiously: "Master Wang?"

"Um."

"Ah! Why are you here at the Banknote Printing Bureau..."

"Look, look..."

Zhao Benchang on the side was a little frightened and seemed a little puzzled. He didn't understand why in front of all the craftsmen, Wang Siqi didn't look like a court official or their immediate boss, but like... his own child?

Regardless of age, Wang Siqi seems to be familiar with the craftsmen he interacts with.
Chapter completed!