NOVEL NEXT Chapter 89
Chapter 89: Where did the teacher learn it from? Papermaking and moveable type printing!
Clap, clap, clap~~ Quick and rhythmic sounds echoed continuously in the room.
Sister Zi’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, moving rapidly.
A delicate white hand deftly manipulated the abacus in front of her…
It’s time for bookkeeping.
(Sister Zi’s illustration)
With an abacus like this, she saves herself a lot of trouble.
As she calculated, a smile graced her lips.
Really don’t know what’s going on in that person’s head.
To come up with these novel ideas is one thing, but also using so many tricks!
Where did he learn all this from?
Even the owner of this flower shop, herself, has never heard of it!
Did Jing Ni teach him?
Impossible, he might as well teach Jing Ni!
The assistant beside her looked at Sister Zi, puzzled.
She was frowning just now, how did she start smiling while calculating?
“Sister Zi, did our profits do well last month?”
After thinking about it, it seems that this is the only possibility!
The inexperienced Nongyu would never think that Sister Zi would consider such matters!
“Huh? No, except for Purple Orchid Pavilion, the other places are similar to before.”
Nongyu was even more confused.
She pouted and sighed, “Now we have more and more trained killers. The leader even said he wants to develop more people, at this rate, our financial resources may not support it.”
Maintaining people costs money!
Whether it’s supporting a woman who can command a thousand troops or supporting invisible assassins.
(Nongyu’s illustration)
Money has always been a crucial factor.
And they can’t handle everything by themselves, right?
Having capable people makes things easier.
The reputation of the Liu Sha has not yet been established, so they can’t take on tasks from many employers.
So Sister Zi is bearing these expenses.
But she’s not at a loss.
In official matters, Li Mo squeezes her little treasury.
In private matters, she squeezes Li Mo’s little “rice and qing” treasury!
It evens out!
Originally, they were going to open a store selling stockings.
But after Li Mo left, Sister Zi lost interest.
If the person is gone, who will the money be shared with?
Later, Li Mo returned and told her not to open it yet.
If this thing becomes popular, it might affect Purple Orchid Pavilion’s intelligence gathering operations.
Most of the nobles and dignitaries now come for this thing!
When everyone gathered tonight, Sister Zi brought up this issue.
Although Han Fei is a Han prince, at most he can only help her with those businesses through the back door.
He has his own salary and land, but it’s just a drop in the bucket.
And he also has followers to support, which involves money.
“So everyone, if we want to expand now, funding is the biggest issue.”
The boss is still the boss.
When talking about money, the aura is completely different.
Sister Zi’s elbows rested on the table, fingers interlocked in front of her.
Her eyes gleamed wisely as she surveyed everyone.
Any faction has substantial funds as support behind it.
Ji Wuye has the Han tycoon Feicui Hu.
Lu Buwei himself is a businessman with countless industries under him.
Therefore, they can control such a large organization.
(Feicui Hu, one of Four Nightfall Evils)
And Liu Sha, to develop, naturally also needs money.
“Well, I can contribute some from my side, how much do we need approximately?”
Han Fei thought deeply, and asked slowly.
Sister Zi shook her head: “Based on the current development situation, your contribution won’t play a key role, and this is not something that can be resolved overnight. The further we go, the more funds we will need.”
In plain terms, Sister Zi’s current money-making speed can’t keep up with her spending speed.
The core of the Liu Sha is a few of them, but below there are also many people being supported.
Hong Liang’s face puffed up like a meat bun, suddenly poked Li Mo.
“Hey, are you done with your storytelling? You can make money from that too.”
Li Mo’s mouth twitched.
What are you joking about, Princess!?
How can I make money with just a few drops of blood and sweat?
“I see you want to hear the next story from sir, right?”
Sister Zi looked at Hong Liang, smiling ambiguously.
Since Li Mo left last time, he hasn’t done any storytelling again.
The story ends with Lao Huang stepping into Emperor City to battle Wang Xian.
For a while, people would ask about Purple Orchid Pavilion almost every day, but it has slowly decreased until now.
The story was just getting exciting and it was cut off, leaving those people feeling restless and itching like a cat scratching.
Hong Liang was caught in her petty thoughts by Sister Zi, poking Li Mo’s arm in frustration, saying, “It’s all because of you, leaving us in suspense!”
Jing Ni looked at Li Mo with confusion.
In suspense?
“Did the Princess of the Fallen Empire finally marry the Crown Prince? Why don’t you reveal it to me?”
It wasn’t until Hong Liang added another sentence that Jing Ni realized she had misunderstood.
Li Mo’s eyebrows moved.
The Princess of the Fallen Empire…
He “looked” at Hong Liang, sighing secretly.
Ignoring her, he turned to the crowd and said, “I do have an idea to make money.”
Sister Zi’s eyes lit up instantly.
I knew my man had a way!
You give the idea, and I’ll take care of the rest.
I guarantee we’ll make pots of money for our family!
Han Fei urged, “What’s your idea, Brother Li, speak up!”
Li Mo lightly played with the tea cup lid and said, “Write a book.”
“Write a book? What kind of book?”
“The book I talked about.”
The room fell into silence.
The expressions of the few people were different, showing a reluctance to speak out.
Ultimately, it was the straightforward Hong Liang who spoke frankly, “This Princess admits that your story is very exciting. If it is made into a book for sale, surely there will be buyers.”
“But have you considered another issue?”
“Your story is so long, do you know how many words can fit on a tablet? If you haven’t finished a story, we might disband due to lack of money.”
This was what the others wanted to say as well.
Especially Han Fei and Zhang Liang.
They came from the Little Sage Manor, which was a Confucian sacred place.
Therefore, they understood better than others how complicated it is to publish a book.
The books they read at the Little Sage Manor were mostly carved by their ancestors on bamboo tablets, preserved for future generations!
That’s why “books” are so precious in this era.
This is one of the reasons only royal and noble descendants receive education.
Even if writing with ink on bamboo tablets could speed up the process, publishing a book was still a far-fetched dream.
Just look at the pile of bamboo tablets on Sister Zi’s desk to understand.
That was just her monthly financial records.
Not to mention the daily reports from various monarchs, which had to be carried by people.
People read books for leisure.
You can’t have a carriages bringing carts of bamboo tablets every day for reading, right?
Sister Zi pressed down on Hong Liang’s hand who was impatient, “sir hasn’t finished speaking yet, why rush?”
Li Mo smiled slightly, truly understanding everyone to the core.
You just need to know me!
“Publishing a book is just incidental profit. The real money we make is from the things that must be derived before publishing a book.”
His words piqued the interest of the others.
“What things before publishing a book? What are they?”
Li Mo pursed his lips, “Papermaking and… movable type printing!”