Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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But Fang Jifan looked at the big yellow croaker, and gave up the idea of ​​trying it.

In any case, the condiment was a success, at least in part.

The next step is to recruit people to mass-produce.

Don’t worry about the promotion anyway, the business in Xishan is getting bigger and bigger, and I have contacts with many merchants, such as those coal merchants, and merchants of glass and glasses. These people come to Xishan every few days. Yes, he had become friends with Wang Jinyuan a long time ago.

Now, the wool has also started to sell well, and many merchants have come to order.

With these foundations and the relationship with these suppliers, as long as Xishan has good products, there is no need to worry about sales.

The problem now is to give this condiment a good name.

Wen Yansheng racked his brains and thought about a few things, but they were all too elegant. In Fang Jifan's words, they were just for scholars.

Fang Jifan looked at Wen Yansheng as if mentally retarded, and was silent for a long time: "The ingredients are sold to the world, not to scholars, and scholars don't cook. To them, names like Wen Zhifu...cough cough... "

Wen Yansheng blushed: "But I don't know how far away, what do you think?"

Fang Jifan mused, "Call it Wen Yansheng Thirteen Fragrances."

"What?" Wen Yansheng was stunned for a long time, feeling a little vulgar.

Fang Jifan explained: "Why did you sign your name directly? This is a hint. When people read the three words Wen Yansheng, they must be thinking, who is this person and what does he do. But they are thinking, since they dare to sign their names, , this Wen Yansheng must be an amazing cook, he must be well known in the world, but he is ignorant and has never heard of it. This alone is enough to be convincing, isn't it?"

Wen Yan felt ashamed: "There is some truth to what you said."

"And the direct signature also shows that Mr. Wen is full of confidence. When people remember this name, they think of the seasoning. Gradually, it is catchy, and it doesn't matter if they don't want to be famous. The packaging of the seasoning is in a glass bottle. One pack per catty, the price, anyway, there may not be much production in the early stage, so it can be appropriately higher, and it will be promoted first, and when the market opens in the future, the production will increase, and then the cost will be reduced.”

Wen Yansheng said with a smile: "Commercial management matters, the lower officials don't know much, so naturally it is arranged by the Marquis of Dingyuan."

Fang Jifan spread his hands: "Actually, I don't care too much. Wang Jinyuan is full of energy, just let him do it. You and I are Boya and Zhong Ziqi. Leave the business to those ordinary people. Mr. Wen, I'm hungry."

"..."

At the end of the new year, the Fang family is very lively.

It's New Year's Day.

Fang Jifan reluctantly got up early, and then his disciples and grandchildren came to see him. Ouyang Zhi led all the juniors, and first came to give Fang Jifan a teacher's ceremony, and then fifteen juren, headed by Liu Jie, came to visit him again. After that, came Shen Ao and his group of disciples.

There are too many disciples, but the disciples are okay. After all, Fang Jifan only has seven, so he can barely remember, but this swarm of disciples and grandchildren came in, and there was a crowd. Master."

Fifteen seniors are about to take the imperial examination.

And there is a classmate named Shen Ao, who was directly granted the title of Marquis. Shen Ao is among them. Like Fang Jifan, he is wearing the flying fish suit given by the emperor. He is full of energy and has aroused the envy of countless classmates. Hope, follow Master to have meat to eat.

Fang Jifan squeezed his hands: "Okay, okay, get up, Master thinks highly of you all, especially Liu Jie, Liu Jie, come forward."

Liu Jie stepped forward and bowed.

Fang Jifan looked at him with a smile: "Is your father okay?"

Liu Jie said: "Master, my father is fine."

Fang Jifan said with emotion: "Xiao Liu... is in good health, so Master can rest assured."

Liu Jie was silent.

He had nothing to say.

All the disciples in the hall have nothing to say.

Liu Gong is Liu Jie's father, and Fang Jifan is his teacher, who is a full seniority. Even if Fang Jifan dared not call Xiao Liu in person, he closed the door and called Xiao Liu pretending to be aggressive. People have opinions.

All the disciples and grandchildren looked at the master one by one, their eyes were a little red.

The master is amazing, even the chief assistant of the court, he just calls him Xiao Liu. Who has such courage in the world, no wonder when he is out, he heard people say that he came from Xishan Academy. The ordinary three teachings and nine streams are more polite to him, and his master's name is thrown on the street, that is really famous.

Fang Jifan said: "How confident are you in this imperial examination?"

Liu Jie studied the questions for two years.

To be honest, Xishan Academy really deserves to be a new study. Anyway, at the beginning, when everyone entered school, because the previous foundation was Neo-Confucianism, they still admire Mr. Cheng Zhu in their hearts. There won't be much resentment.

But such a question, to be honest, I always speak for the sage... How to put it, Cheng Zhu represents Confucius and Mencius, and all the students, then use Cheng Zhu's version of Confucius and Mencius to do the questions, this is a daily review While brushing, even an honest person like Liu Jie felt like throwing up. Every time he brushed the questions, he was filled with countless resentments towards Cheng Zhu. Burned all the books.

Liu Jie said: "Students are studying hard in school, and they have improved their knowledge under the teachings of the master and mentor, as well as the uncles and uncles. During this spring, students will definitely do their best.

"

Fang Jifan nodded and nodded: "That's very good, I have always valued you very much, don't let me down."

Liu Jie's eyes turned red. In this era, the teacher-student relationship is the same as that of father and son. Not to mention in the secular world, if a disciple disrespects his teacher, his reputation will be ruined and he will be spurned by thousands of people, and he will never be able to turn himself over for the rest of his life. Under the influence of this custom, disciples often treat their benefactors and masters with respect like gods.

Liu Jie bowed down: "Master and teacher's earnest teachings will never be forgotten by students. If students can win the gold list, they will be good students and serve Master."

Fang Jifan squeezed his hands: "Okay, master is very busy, you go aside, next one."

Another person stepped forward: "Master..."

"what's your name?"

"Wu Jia."

Fang Jifan said: "Oh, now that I think about it, it's no wonder you look so familiar, Master also thinks highly of you."

"Student..." Wu Jia kowtowed: "Students have received the kindness of the master's teaching, and they have a grass-roots title. It is difficult to repay the event."

Fang Jifan thought to himself, the ancients were still kind. In the previous life, a teacher like myself would have been beaten to death by the students. The tradition of respecting teachers and respecting the way is still very good.

After a busy morning, they were finally sent away, but Li Chao, the real person appointed by the imperial court, came first.

Li Chaoxian was dressed in an expensive Taoist robe, and he was sitting in a sedan chair carried by four people. On the left and right, several fairy boys were guarding the Dharma. Behind him, all the disciples followed in a mighty way. It was very eye-catching, which also reflected his immortal demeanor. When he arrived in the hall, when he saw Fang Jifan, he knelt down straight and straight: "Xiaodao Li Chaoxian, see my uncle."

Knocking his head down, wishing he could bury it in the ground, Fang showed his respect for his uncle.

Fang Jifan felt a headache, and said oh, "Why didn't you come earlier?"

"Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year." Li Chaoxian said: "The British government has ordered to go to the Taimiao to worship the ancestors, and Xiaodao has also received the emperor's order..."

Fang Jifan waved his hand: "Understood, how are you doing, how are you doing recently?"

Li Chaoxian said: "Thanks to Master Uncle's great love, Xiaodao's life is still passable, mainly for the princes in Beijing, and the royal residences of various families in the north to do practice things, and each family treats Xiaodao fairly well, Martial Uncle, how about Xiaodao also build a dojo for Grand Martial Uncle, of course, he would never dare to take money from Martial Uncle."

When Fang Jifan heard the money, he cheered up: "Wait a minute, how much money is it for you to be a dojo for others?"

Li Chaoxian said: "People from other places don't take money, and there is no fixed number of rewards from each family. They see for themselves. If there are many, there are ten thousand taels of silver, jade ruyi, calligraphy and painting, etc. One hundred taels of silver, plus some thank you gifts, it’s my best effort. Occasionally, some people are willing to give some land..."

Fang Jifan took a deep breath: "Little Lizi, you are a real person, you are more nourishing than me."

Li Chaoxian was taken aback, and said sincerely and fearfully: "Uncle Shi said that, Xiaodao will feel uneasy. Uncle Shi is the elder of Xiaodao. Isn't it also Uncle Shi's profit from the Longquan Temple? Or, Xiaodao will order people to take Longquan tomorrow. Come to see the account books, please look at the uncle."

Fang Jifan chuckled: "It's rare for you to be filial, so get up and talk."

Li Chaoxian got up: "Of course, the fame of Longquan Temple now has something to do with my uncle. Since the last time I prayed for rain, the trail has become famous far and wide. Not only the imperial court has sealed the real person, but even in Beijing, many people believe it." , This is a gift from my uncle, Xiaodao is a man of conscience, but my uncle has orders, Xiaodao is always ready to be dispatched, money, food and land, even Xiaodao himself, belongs to my uncle."

These words are very pleasant.

Fang Jifan finally understood why the leader was always surrounded by sycophants, because it was really comfortable to listen to, Fang Jifan said: "That's good."

"One more thing. In a few days, Dazheng will come to Beijing to pay homage to the Son of Heaven. I don't know if my uncle is interested. Go and meet him."

Dazheng...that is, Zhang Tianshi.

It's just that Emperor Taizu Gao didn't like people called Tianshi very much, so he directly seized the title of Tianshi, and since then, he has become a real person, but even so, he is still respected as Tianshi inside Zhengyi. Officially, it is called a real person.

This Daren is the most important religious leader in the world, and most importantly, he is also one of the largest landlords in Ming Dynasty. How many lands does God know...

Fang Jifan sternly asked, "What generation is he?"

"This..." Li Chaoxian was silent for a while: "It should be the same age as Xiaodao, but..."

"That's right. I, Fang Jifan, as an elder, have no reason to welcome him to the younger generation. I have no rules at all. If I talk nonsense, I will fine you 30,000 taels of silver. If you don't send it tomorrow, I will kill you."

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