"Which one? Oh, did Lord Shangshu not find any difference in my tea room?" Wang Ye followed his eyes and found that it was the kang drawing he had drawn before. Because it was a three-dimensional three-dimensional drawing, he looked stylish and put it on and decorated the tea room.

"What's the difference?" Dugu Huaien looked around and suddenly felt that something was missing in the room, but because he drank a bottle of wine, his mind didn't get around for a while. But after all, he was from the Ministry of Works and soon discovered: "Yes, there is no stove in your tea room, why is it still so warm?"

"Hahaha, Lord Shangshu, please see, the thing on my drawing is called Huokang, which is where you sit." He walked over and took down the drawing, pointed at Huokang and said.

Dugu Huai'en took the drawing and looked at it in confusion, "This drawing is so strange. Why is it like this?"

"Haha, Lord Shangshu doesn't know anything. This is called three-dimensional composition. Look...this...this...and this...and this..."

"Oh, amazing. This drawing can even see the structure of the kang inside, which is convenient."

As the Minister of Works of the Third Century, he is naturally familiar with drawings. Not to mention small projects such as tables, chairs, benches, bridges, courtyards, etc., even drawings for building a city can be taken out. After Wang Ye's explanation, Dugu Huai'en immediately understood the concept of three-dimensionality.

I saw him touching the place where he was sitting with his hands, feeling the steaming heat, and it was very beautiful. "My nephew of the city lord, I'll give this drawing to me."

Wang is not stupid. There is no intellectual copyright in this era, but he is a person who works in business with the emperor. He said, "Sir Shangshu, you should know that the glass and mirror workshops, I have accounted for 20% of the profits, right?"

"Uh, hahaha, nephew, nephew, really smart. This kang business, I will imitate the glass and mirror workshop and give you 20% of the profit." Dugu Huaien looked very arrogant.

"Ahem, Lord Shangshu, to be honest, I didn't like this little money at all. I didn't bother with this drawing if you didn't look at it. But since you liked it, I definitely can't suffer any loss. 20% is impossible."

Dugu Huaien suddenly realized why this king was so hard to talk to. He was just kind and was so tough when he started doing business.

"My nephew may not know that now that my uncle is the position of Minister of Works, his monthly salary is a large amount of money. If he doesn't find some way to make money, he might be dismissed at the end of the year, nephew..." As he said that, he even locked his eyes and was about to burst into tears.

"Well, why is this? Okay, okay, I want 20% of it, but you have to ensure that my profits will be fixed. Even if the saint wants this element, he cannot touch my 20% of it. Otherwise, you ask General Qin and General Cheng, you will never suffer any losses in the next place."

The so-called failure to suffer losses means killing one thousand enemies and losing 800 yourself. If Wang Ye’s income is not guaranteed, he would rather publish the secret recipes and drawings so that everyone in the world can know.

"Haha, one word is certain." Dugu Huaien didn't plan to distribute it to other members. Wang only had 20% of it, so he made a profit.

When Wang Ye saw this old boy changing his face like a Sichuan opera, he felt unhappy, but he was a third-rank senior, and he was just a commoner.

"By the way, isn't Lord Shangshu going to perform the ceremony of crowning me?"

"Oh, this little thing, come on, let's put your head over."

As he said that, he pulled Wang Ye's head, touched his head with his hand, and said, "Oh, from now on, you will start your own business. If you are unfilial, you will be the best of your grandfather. Hurry up and marry a wife and have a baby, study hard and improve every day." Then he drank tea on his own.

"Uh. That's all?"

"Yes, otherwise."

Stop the grass mud horse in front of me.

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Farewell to Dugu Huai'en, Wang also looked at the imperial edict in his hand with a smile and decided to wait for the modern offering. This was an imperial edict given by Li Yuan, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

"Young Master, your son..."

"what?"

"Your saliva drips onto the imperial edict."

"Say..."

At this time, Aunt Zhang helped Wang Yu walk over, but Xiaoyu was already in tears at this time.

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Wang Ye saw that he was very happy. He spent these days together, so he had long regarded Wang Yu as his biological sister. He gave priority to her to enjoy all kinds of good things. Which bastard dared to make my Xiaoyu cry like this.

He took two steps and supported Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong? Who bullies you? Brother vents his anger for you."

"Wuwu...Brother, I miss my dad, wuwu... Now my brother has received the favor of the saints today and has asked the high-ranking officials to celebrate his brother. That is a big event for glorious ancestors. Wuwuwu, but unfortunately my dad can't see it..."

The Zhang family mother and son on the side also looked smiling, especially Zhang Qi, who was happier than Wang Ye, the person involved. "Yes, young master, this is an honor given by the saint!"

"Hehe, I never thought that I just gave him a business worth millions of dollars. I didn't expect there would be such a surprise. It seems that I have to think about what good things I have. Maybe I can be named a high-ranking official next time."

Zhang Qiyi glared at him, covered his chest and said, "How many millions of yuan? How much is that? Oh my god, when did you become so generous?"

Wang was also sad. This was not something he could control now: "Oh, you are stupid. If you don't rely on the current emperor, you are not afraid of being touched by someone's neck in the middle of the night."

"Ah, no, right? Are there General Qin and General Cheng there? Can't they protect the young master?"

"You are stupid, you are really stupid. If they hadn't helped me, I would probably not be able to get 10% of the profit now. Now I have 20% in my hands, so I would be grateful."

"Twenty percent? That's millions of dollars, haha, the young master is wise."

In fact, Wang did not disclose the matter about this glass workshop to Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin. I believe that friends who have read the time travel novel know that this glass can make a telescope and a microscope.

One can play a leading role in the war, and the other must cooperate with the bunch of medical books purchased by Wang Ye online. This was prepared for Sun Simiao as a bargaining chip to cure Xiaoyu's eyes.

In Wang Ye's plan, as the family property becomes more and more abundant in the future, first buy a large amount of jade to increase the scope of activity. When you can enter and exit Chang'an normally, it is time to show your strength. At that time, you will not be afraid that Li Yuanzhao will enter the palace to meet the saint, but he will not even be able to enter Chang'an.

"By the way, Xiaoqi, how are the progress of the perfume workshop and soap workshop?"

"Best son, the workshop has been completed. The craftsmen are rushing to make that still, and the molds of soap carved according to the pattern given by the son."
Chapter completed!