Could it be that... this guy wants to exchange all the incomplete ink blocks left over from printing treasure banknotes for silver?

Think of this.

Zhao Benchang was immediately overjoyed.

"Turning waste into treasure! This move by Lord Wang is indeed the behavior of a court official!"

This old man...

To flatter yourself?

Wang Siqi immediately kept it in mind and just said with a smile: "It is my duty as an official to be able to save some money for the court!"

"Too modest, too modest!"

Two people, each with their own hidden agendas, started talking like this.

After blowing a few more words, Zhao Benchang said coldly: "Master Wang...I heard before that you moved all the furnishings in the Baoyuan Bureau from the Qingyuan Uncle's Mansion?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"But why is this? After all, it doesn't do any good..."

"Hey! It's too superficial... It would be boring to talk about the benefits of this kind of thing. Of course, the main reason is that I want to create a family environment within Baoyuan Bureau."

"Home environment?"

Zhao Benchang looked at Wang Siqi in surprise, his eyes full of confusion. After all, in Zhao Benchang's own opinion, the division between home and outside was still very obvious...

Whoever gets a little benefit will first think about moving it home?

Why are there still people moving out?

"Yes... the so-called home environment means not only myself, but also the officials and craftsmen of Baoyuan Bureau. After a day's work, everyone... returns to Baoyuan Bureau for dinner. As soon as they enter the door,

Seeing various furnishings that are only found at home, doesn’t it make people feel like they are back home?”

"What does it feel like at home? It feels like relaxing at home... Only by relaxing properly can we serve the court better and share the emperor's worries!"

"Master Zhao, do you understand this truth?"

"I understand..."

You know what the hell!

Zhao Benchang couldn't help but roar in his heart: Isn't this nonsense? You are a prodigal... and you still have such feelings. If it is true... I can eat all the furnishings in the Baoyuan Bureau alive!

Then he continued: "Moving out so many things? Uncle Qingyuan...doesn't he have any objections?"

"My dad fully supports my career!"

"Then you have to pay something... After all, these things are left here to be exposed to the wind and sun every day. I'm afraid they will lose their shape in a few years! Why not, I heard that Mr. Wang will collect a lot of broken ink this time.

When the time comes, I can sell these to supplement my family’s income!”

Hiss..Okay, this old man’s feelings are waiting for me here.

He sold the things belonging to the imperial court and used them to make money to support his family.

Wang Siqi thought to himself: Although I also want to, even if I do it, I can't let you, an old guy, know about it!

So he quickly waved his hands and said, "Let's discuss it again!"

Reconsideration?

After hearing this, Zhao Benchang immediately stopped boasting. Instead, he kept saying: "That's right! How can a person who becomes an official in the court not make some contribution to his family?"

"If you bring all the money back this time, your father will definitely praise you as a good son!"

After saying that, when Wang Siqi stopped answering, Zhao Benchang was satisfied and continued to sit and drink tea, waiting for Wang Siqi to reveal the truth.

Not in a hurry.

After all, in Zhao Benchang's eyes, Wang Siqi was still the well-known dandy in the capital. This was not just an empty talk, it was what His Highness the King of Han Dynasty had told him himself.

It can be said that Zhao Benchang had no doubts about this.

As for whether Wang Siqi would be greedy for Mo's money?

Does it matter?

It doesn't matter... As long as Wang Siqi sells those ink blocks, it doesn't matter who he sells to in the end, how much money he sells for, or how much money he takes.

As long as he dares to sell!

Zhao Benchang dared to kill him!

...

After a while, Jiang Wenhuan walked in quickly with a slight sweat on his forehead. When he saw Wang Siqi, he hurriedly said: "I have kept you waiting for a long time... I have packed up over there and found it."

I'll take you there...if you can, you can go now."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Wang Siqi didn't do ink. After all, in his eyes, he only wanted to open up a whole new way to make money for the banknote bureau and the banknote printing bureau, which he previously belonged to.

The more you become an official, the more comfortable you become.

After all, only if the people under you are having an easy time, can you be considered an easy life too.

Otherwise, there will be lots of internal conflicts all day long, and you won’t even think about doing big things!

....

I heard Wang Siqi was leaving.

Zhao Benchang did not hesitate for a moment and decisively chose to follow.

Not long after, everyone arrived.

The first thing that caught his eye was the dusty scene. Although Wang Siqi had clearly seen that Jiang Wenhuan specially asked someone to pour water on it to reduce the dust... but after all, the craftsmen usually collected the remaining ink after work.

thing.

Most of them are picked up and packed in bamboo baskets.

When we got to the warehouse where the remaining ink was stored, we poured it directly through the window. What should we do if the window is full and we can’t pour it in?

Isn't this simple?

Just find someone who can take advantage of it and push the residual ink inside to make space... As a result, for a long time, the door of the warehouse where the residual ink is stored cannot show any traces of time.

The windows have long since disappeared...

"Sir... this place has just been tidied up today... it may be a little shabby. I will find someone to tidy it up later."

Wang Siqi raised his right hand slightly, and then said: "No need!"

"This place won't have much use in the future. Let's think about whether it can be converted into other houses. After all, the capital is a place where every inch of land is precious, so don't waste it."

"Yes! Yes...but...my lord, what do you mean when you say we won't need it from now on?"

Wang Siqi explained: "All the remaining ink in this place will be taken out and counted...and from now on, the daily remaining ink in the Banknote Printing Bureau will be counted as much as possible, and all will be transported to the newspaper bureau!"

"Newspaper Bureau?"

Jiang Wenhuan searched his mind and couldn't find any memory about this place.

Wang Siqi continued: "This newspaper bureau is a new way that I have found for everyone, just like the Baoyuan Winery in Baoyuan Bureau... As long as the newspaper bureau does well in the future, every craftsman will be able to

Our income will be even higher!"

Hiss... As soon as these words came out, Jiang Wenhuan couldn't help but take a breath of air.

He kept saying: "Sir, what does this newspaper bureau mainly do...can it really be so magical?"

"Whether it's magical or not, you'll know from now on... But before that, you have to cooperate more with my arrangements and have more contacts with the banknote bureau... I'm afraid your cooperation is indispensable on weekdays.

You are not allowed to hide your secrets during this time!"

"Don't worry! Mr. Wang... As long as it can make the lives of the craftsmen under us easier, how can I hide my secrets! I'm eager to tell everything I know like beans poured out of a bamboo tube!"
Chapter completed!