Now in the capital, even in the court, and even in Zhongzhou, there are hardly any people who dare not give Chu Qing face. They are few, very few.
But people like Lan Renshan were the first to be ashamed of themselves after being favored by Chu Qing.
Hemming and hawing, the God of War Lan Renshan opened his mouth and said one sentence.
"I have difficulty obeying my order. I am not qualified for the job."
"reason."
"Incompetent."
"reason!"
"Incompetent!"
Chu Qing got angry and looked Lan Renshan up and down, wanting to curse.
"I'm sorry..."
Before he finished scolding, Nangong Ping ran in and saw Lan Renshan there and Chu Qing's face as gloomy as water.
After straightening his clothes, Nangong Ping saluted towards Lanren Mountain, very solemnly.
"Student Nangong Ping, I have seen General Lan, the most powerful general of Dachang who is the God of War in Zhongzhou and is undefeated in a hundred battles."
Lan Renshan: “…”
Chu Qing laughed loudly, and Nangong Ping blinked.
"What, is something wrong?"
When Nangong Ping saw Chu Qing taking the initiative to ask, he said: "The preparations for the establishment of the Yamen Office of the Ministry of Commerce have been completed. Now many businessmen are asking about it. As for what the regulations are, students don't quite understand."
"I've written the memorial." Chu Qing turned around and took out a memorial from the bookcase and threw it to Nangong Ping: "Go back and give it to your uncle. You can be the Minister of the Ministry of Commerce and ask your uncle to recommend you."
Nangong Ping was confused: "But this is the imperial government office, students..."
"I know it's the Imperial Government Office, which is at the same level as the Sixth Department... and the Nine Temples. It's the first head of the temple. No, you can be the first minister."
Lan Renshan blurted out: "No!"
"Fuck you, second uncle!" Chu Qing suddenly stood up, pointed at Lan Renshan and yelled: "I have tolerated you for a long time. If you don't want to be the minister, then you shouldn't. I appoint people on their own merits... No, I choose the official.
Liang Zicai has a relationship with you, so who are you?"
Lan Renshan rubbed his neck and shouted: "I am an official of the imperial court, how could I see you playing such a childish game?"
Chu Qing shouted towards the outside: "Zhao Baodan, come in and prepare to take action."
Zhao Baodan rushed in, gearing up.
Chu Qing pointed at Lan Renshan's nose and said, "Come on, tell me what this Ministry of Commerce Office means. If you don't understand, I will ask Master Feng to beat you. He is a gangster!"
"Not bad!" Feng Daoren patted his chest: "I am Liu Zhenren!"
"Commercial Office, hehe." Lan Renshan's face was filled with pride: "How did I know this?"
"I..." Chu Qing cupped his hands: "I thank you, really."
Lan Renshan smiled and nodded: "Master Chu, you are too polite."
Chu Qing: "..."
Chu Qing was sincerely grateful. He was grateful that the first thing Lan Renshan did after returning to Beijing was to find him, so that he could let himself know that the other party was a big fool. If he let such a big fool become the Minister of the Ministry of War, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
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Chu Qing waved his hand feebly: "Goodbye, General Lan. I will never mention you as Minister of War again. You can find a place to cool off."
"This tea is good." Lan Renshan sat down and said, "It won't be too late for me to finish drinking this tea before leaving."
Zhao Baodan looked at Chu Qing: "Do you want to fight or not?"
"Stop bullying the disabled and get out."
Feng Taoist seemed a little unwilling, and Qingyang's shout came from outside.
"Come and play Werewolf, ow~~~~"
Feng Daoren disappeared with a swipe.
Nangong Ping and Chu Qing completely pretended that Lanren Mountain no longer existed.
"Master Chu, letters came from the border. A large amount of paper has been hoarded and cannot be sold. Most of the paper buyers are from the south of central Beijing, and most of them are dignitaries. The border protection office has invested a lot of money in the security of the army. Although the money and food have not been
There is a shortage, but if the paper cannot be sold, something will go wrong sooner or later. This matter should be under the control of the Ministry of Commerce Office, and students don’t know what to do."
Chu Qing frowned and fell into deep thought.
The Government Office of the Ministry of Commerce has been built, and it is a sure thing that there will be no resistance from the court. This Government Office is mainly to solve commercial development problems in various places. Paper, one of the "specialties" at the border, cannot be sold, so it should indeed be managed.
Borders are not the only places where paper can be made, but Chu Qing has not opened too many papermaking workshops in other provinces. First, there is not such a large demand in the market at the beginning, and it takes a process for people to accept new things. The second point is for the border.
military considerations.
The Border Security Office has a commercial nature and needs to be self-sufficient. It cannot rely solely on Chu Qing's support.
As a result, the papermaking workshop was fully engaged in production, but a large amount of paper was hoarded but could not be sold.
"What's the problem? Is it because the merchants don't want to sell, or what?"
"It's not that they don't want to sell, but there are few. There are a lot of merchants there, but the paper is extremely heavy, the road is bumpy, and it rains, so the price is not high. With the same weight, it is not as good as selling grassland horses. Horses can carry goods, which is worse than selling them." Paper, herbs, furs and animal bones make more money."
Lan Renshan had just finished drinking tea, put his fingers in his mouth to scoop out the tea foam, patted his butt and prepared to leave.
"It's still a matter of sales channels." Chu Qing rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little confused for a moment.
Seeing Lan Renshan walk to the door, he said happily: "The investment is over."
"Wait!"
Chu Qing's expression changed: "Wait a minute, don't leave yet."
Lan Renshan turned his head: "What happened again?"
"Inviting investment?" Chu Qing looked confused: "Could it be that... Ning is also a time traveler?"
"What do you mean by time traveler?"
"Then what do you mean by attracting investment?"
"Recruit merchants and sell paper."
Chu Qing started to curse again: "You still have to say that the merchant is unwilling to sell. He is unwilling to sell. Do you understand?"
"Then let him sell it."
"I…"
Chu Qing took a deep breath: "Go away, bye."
Lan Renshan was unhappy: "Although you have a higher official position than me, you cannot humiliate me like this."
"Then I'll beat you up?"
"you dare!"
"Are you sick?" Chu Qing squinted his eyes and cursed: "Why are you involved in everything? You know nothing about merchants, so you are doing nothing like this."
"I don't understand." Lan Renshan sneered and said: "But he is much better than you. I will ask you, this merchant is seeking profit and is unwilling to sell paper because the profit is insufficient. In this case, why not recruit sellers?
Merchants of paper, merchants need to pay commercial tax. In this case, why not tell the merchants that if they sell paper, they can offset part of the commercial tax. Instead of asking several merchants to sell paper, they only hope that the merchants can take some of the goods with them.
But if you do it this way, there will be countless merchants to help sell paper, so why not do it."
"Are you stupid? If you buy border paper, you can get a tax deduction, so you still have to pay less tax."
"Who is this tax paid to?"
"Local state capitals, local state capitals will give it to the imperial court."
"If the paper is sold, who benefits?"
"Nonsense, border pass, look at the people of Yuancheng, the border army."
"Bian Guan, are you short of money?"
Chu Qing became anxious and stood up: "I really have no good temper at all. If you keep talking nonsense, I will really have someone beat you up."
There was no trace of fear on Lan Renshan's face: "I will ask you again, is it the imperial court that is short of money, or is it the border army that is short of money?"
Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly ran out with a smile on his face.
