Cui Yu couldn't ask for it.
Calling the word, this can only be called by a well-connected peer or elder.
When Jiang Pengji asked him this, there was a hint of closeness.
If it were a woman next to him, Cui Yu might think crookedly, but he would never dare to put it on Jiang Pengji.
No other - he didn't realize that the other party was a woman at all, and even subconsciously ignored it.
Facing Jiang Pengji, there is always an illusion of facing the saint.
The majesty of the heavenly family may be nothing more than that.
Before he knew it, the shirt on his back was soaked with sweat.
"Ming people don't speak secretly. You think so highly of me, Liu Xi, so naturally I can't be stingy." Jiang Pengji accepted Cui's nomination without any psychological pressure, and then she should show Cui's determination. , "Have Chonghuan heard of Hejian Bamboo Paper?"
Cui Yu's heart trembled violently, his eyes widened in shock, his tongue tingling, and he almost forgot how to speak.
Hejian bamboo paper
How could he have not heard
Cui made his fortune in business, although he already has some reputation, but he is a businessman and he is not valued at all.
The more this is the case, the more Cui Clan wants to reach a higher level.
Things like bamboo paper are beyond the reach of non-distinguished nobles.
It's not that Cui's family has no money to buy them, they are not even qualified to order at home.
He was apprehensive, and a daring thought swirled in his mind—
Could it be that Liu Xi wanted to give up the profits from bamboo paper
Even just a share of the pie is enough for Cui to digest.
However, this idea didn't exist for long before it was forcibly suppressed by Cui Yu.
Judging by the intuition of a businessman, the woman in front of him must not be taken lightly, let alone judge from a worldly perspective.
Some people, the more you want to get something from her, the more she won't give it to you.
Instead, there may be windfalls.
Cui Yu said, "Hejian Bamboo Paper is a treasure that celebrities all over the world enjoy chasing. Cui must have heard of it."
Jiang Pengji said, "My mother was smart and clever since she was a child, and she improved and created bamboo paper on the basis of Cai Hou paper. However, due to the limited materials, it has not been possible to achieve mass production. My mother often said that bamboo paper is not a family. It's something unique. It's just that she was afraid that someone who wanted to use it to make trouble, so she kept hiding the craftsmanship of bamboo paper.
Whether Gu Min has said these words, Cui Yu has no way to verify, Jiang Pengji said nonsense casually.
Cui Yu's heart skipped a beat, almost missing a beat.
He swallowed nervously, clearly wanting to cheer and sing in his heart, but on the surface he still had to maintain his poise and restraint.
The hint of Jiang Pengji's words is already clear, Cui's performance this time made her satisfied, and she was allowed to stain the big cake of bamboo paper!
Jiang Pengji continued, "This is my mother's legacy. As her daughter, I will naturally inherit it. However, as my mother was worried at the beginning, the biggest problem in mass production of bamboo paper is the raw materials. If the raw materials are not available, mass production will also become a problem. delusional."
Hearing this, Cui Yu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Great joy followed by great sadness, which was so exciting.
Before Cui Yu could speak, Jiang Pengji sighed, "In order to fulfill my mother's wish, I went to investigate and test myself, and I really found something that could perfectly replace the raw materials of bamboo paper. I started trying it a few years ago, and now the papermaking technology has matured. As long as the raw materials If there are no problems, mass production will no longer be difficult. Not to mention making paper affordable for everyone in the world, at least middle-class people don’t need to continue to use cumbersome bamboo slips.”
If Cui Yu's mood can be drawn into a picture, it is probably the appearance of a roller coaster.
Ups and downs, can get people out of heart disease.
Jiang Pengji asked for a stack of cut rice paper, which made Cui Yu's eyes go straight.
He humbled himself before, but Cui Shi was rich, and he could always buy some from informal channels after spending a high price to walk around.
As the head of the Cui family, he naturally used bamboo paper.
With the naked eye, he knew that the improved bamboo paper that Jiang Pengji said was of the same quality as the top bamboo paper.
If he can really get a share of the pie, how far has Cui Cui took a step forward
Obviously, the steps are so big that the crotch is cracked!
"I don't know yet, I want to rebuild the Golden Scale Pavilion. Although I don't dare to compare it with the previous Golden Scale Pavilion, it's not much worse. I plan to use this kind of paper to bind all the books in the Golden Scale Pavilion. If it wasn't for my confidants, I wouldn't dare to trust me easily on this matter." Jiang Pengji said, "I wonder if Chonghuan would like to help me?"
Having said so much, it is far from the appeal of the last sentence to Cui Yu.
He couldn't wait to nod his head like garlic, and immediately answered loudly - willing, willing, willing!
One thousand one hundred willing!
However, he has to be reserved.
So Cui Yu forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and said reservedly, "It's just what I want, I don't dare to ask."
Jiang Pengji smiled, and the live audience was stunned.
[The King of Wutong]: What is it? Seeking Translation!
[Luochen Yemo]: Popular translation - I dare not ask, this is my wish.
[SF Express]: I only care about one thing, the anchor will not hand over the papermaking technology so easily, right
Jiang Pengji accidentally saw this barrage, and couldn't help but chuckle.
How could she do such a stupid thing
Knowing that Mrs Cui is a businessman, how could she show her trump card at such a time
She promised to let Mr. Cui intervene in the papermaking process, but she didn't say that it would be handed over to the core technology, but only to use their manpower.
When the rice paper was mass-produced and the price of paper dropped from the altar, at that time, she didn't mind handing over the technology to Cui.
Now
The rice paper was the carrot she caught, and she specially lured the greedy donkey Cui to look at the "radish" to quench her thirst.
Even so, Jiang Pengji's conditions far exceeded Cui's expectations, making them grateful.
Sometimes, if you give too much, people may not remember your goodness.
By giving away little by little, they will know how precious the things they get are.
After half a month in this way, the city is still under martial law, and the heavy guards are not retreating.
Many young nobles who looked around felt that their butts were too hot, and they couldn't sit still!
At this juncture, two pieces of news bombed the circle of friends of the Chongzhou gentry.
To be precise, the second message should be too heavy.
By comparison, the first is simply insignificant.
The first is that Chongzhou Cui Cui, who had been despised by them, boarded the big boat Liu Xi and completely chose to stand by her side.
They didn't care if Cui's stood in line or not.
In the eyes of many people, they are just toads trying to become a first-class family in Chongzhou.
The second is that Mr. Cui, who chose to stand in the team, handed over his name and obtained the right to sell bamboo paper and rice paper from Mr. Liu. What's even more shocking is that after five years of cooperation between the two parties, Cui's can still obtain the production technology of two kinds of paper from Jiang Pengji!
Knowing the contents of the nomination certificate handed out by Cui Clan, all the aristocrats thumped their chests.
How could such a cheap good thing fall on Cui's head