Chapter 51 The Problem of Double Color Ball

Without letting Yang Jing's infinite fantasy last for long, Wang Chengen found a lot of people for Yang Jing. According to Wang Chengen, there were "printing masters" from the Sili Supervision and Supervision Factory, and "masters" from the Ministry of Revenue for making banknotes. Wang Chengen also put his mind into it, fearing that the emperor's affairs would be delayed by not finding them all at once, so at the order, all of these people came.

"(Caomin) We kowtow to my emperor, long live my emperor..." It may be the first time I saw the emperor, so I was very excited, so my voice was uneven, and I was not as good as it was. Fortunately, I kowtowed very hard, and they kowtowed very quickly and fell to the ground very quickly, and then pested the floor with my head.

"All up. I'm here to come to you today. There is one thing that you need to complete. If you have completed it, there will be a heavy reward. Needless to say, it is possible to become an official. I will definitely use it. Your life will be rewritten. One person will be rewarded for one person, and a few people will complete it together, and the partners will all be rewarded..."

Yang Jing paid a little "capital" as soon as he started. Yang Jing did not lack money for the time being, tens of thousands of taels, hundreds of thousands of taels can be given for the time being. It's even simpler. Just fiddling with him will make an official. It's also very easy to use it to lure these people.

"Ah!", "Chi...", a group of people exclaimed, raised their heads one by one, widened their eyes, and looked at His Majesty the Emperor with a fierce look. I was really shocked by what the Emperor said! Such a good thing would be on our heads? Looking at the Emperor's eyes became even more enthusiastic.

Yang Jie suddenly felt that there seemed to be dozens of lasers sweeping around him! Looking at the eyes of these people, you will understand that the enthusiasm, fieryness, excitement, etc. are mixed together to form a "human laser beam".

Yang Jingwei was speechless. This person’s ** is too big!

Wang Chengen couldn't stand watching from the side. You group of grass-roots people dared to look at the emperor with their eyes, and they were desperate. They were born and scolded: "Sujing!"

Only after a group of people realized that this was the palace, and they met the emperor, not the relatives they visited at home, so they hurriedly lowered their heads.

"This matter is actually very simple. I am planning to issue something called lottery. I need to print bills for others. It is to print bills in a timely and fast manner, and it also needs to be anti-counterfeiting and cheating. However, the price must be very low, not more than one cent..."

Yang Jie thought about it, said everything he thought of, and then continued: "Big partner, show them the white jade balls first, and then tell them the rules..." Yang Jie suddenly thought of it, and showed them the things to see if they had any good ideas and whether their Double Color Ball could be handled.

"Yes, the emperor." Wang Chengen agreed.

After a while, thirty-three white jade balls and sixteen jade balls arrived in front of the group of people. After they watched it for a while, Wang Chengen explained the way to play the Double Color Ball and the Emperor's problems.

These people were also confused when they heard it. Fortunately, there were finally a few smart people. After reading it, they thought for a while and finally had some ideas.

"Your Majesty, the Caomin Awu has something to report." This person who stood out to report was about twenty years old. He still looked very capable and had a little bright eyes. He must be a person who had some ideas and was unwilling to surrender to others all his life, a young man who wanted to make a name for himself.

Yang Jie took a look and it was not very real. Wang Chengen used a Taoist curtain to separate the emperor and that group of people to block his vision. Yang Jie agreed with such an operation. Yang Jie was still preparing to leave the palace in the future and did not want more people to know him, which would cause trouble.

"Your name is Awu? Well, tell me what you have. If you say it well, I will never be stingy with it. It's okay to be an official." Yang Jing gave a "big capital". In fact, he just wanted to make a profit from these people.

"I have reported to the emperor that Caomin has roughly understood what the emperor means. Caomin is a banknote craftsman in the Baochao Tijuan Department of the Ministry of Revenue. He has some research on printing bills and making secret notes, and is willing to serve the emperor."

"Well, it's very good. I've recorded it. Then you can say that those who have made contributions will be rewarded."

"Reporting to the emperor, Caomin believes that it is feasible to print 'lottery' well, and print special numbers on the 'lottery' according to the requirements of the guests, and make secret notes to prevent counterfeiting. My Daming Baochao is almost the same as the emperor's 'lottery'. The difference is that the emperor requires a set of numbers to be imprinted according to the guests' wishes. This is possible, but it is quite troublesome. It requires the special stereotype of the Ministry of Revenue, and different people need different stereotypes. The emperor has countless combinations of these numbers. Forgive the people to dare to win the courage of the people. The emperor uses the entire Ministry of Revenue to engrave these boards, and there is no end to the combination of these numbers for a while..." This person named Awu spoke clearly, loudly and expresses his meaning very clearly. It seems that he is still a "talent."

Yang Jing was stunned. As the saying goes by Awu, Yang Jing felt that his lottery plan was full of loopholes! It was probably going to be ruined. There are countless combinations of these numbers, and one combination requires a stereotype? Then stereotypes may be released with Zijing City.

Yang Jing thought about it and said, "What if there is movable type printing technology? What if it is movable type printing plate? How about?" Yang Jing did not give up and decided to try again.

The man named Awu pondered his head for a long time before saying: "Your Majesty has also seen movable type printing, so it is OK, but the handwriting of this movable type printing is relatively vague and has high requirements for ink. You need to make a batch of fonts and special ink."

When Yang Jie heard that there was a way, he was happy and said, "Can you do it? Well, then if you print specific numbers according to the customer's requirements, how many can you print in a day?" Modern lottery tickets are issued by computers, and they will come out after a few tickings. Any number you want. In ancient times, there was no such condition. Even if it was movable type printing, it would need to be rearranged. This requires time and manpower.

Awu thought for a while and returned: "Your Majesty, you can rearrange these numbers in just a few breaths or more than ten breaths. It takes a few breaths for the grass people to correct the errors and try printing to find out whether it is available..." This person dared not promise now. He spoke less confidently.

How many breaths? More than ten breaths? How many seconds? More than ten seconds? Yang Jing was speechless. He didn’t have a measure of weights and measures, and even conversation was so difficult!

"Then tell me how many times you can arrange it continuously in four hours a day." Yang Jing directly asked how many times you can arrange it eight hours a day. This is simpler.

The man named Awu looked panicked and in great pain. He arranged these movable characters all day long? Isn’t that killing people? Is my life the emperor to keep arranging numbers? After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, “Your Majesty, it’s already the limit of the grass people… No matter how many, you’re dizzy, easy to make mistakes in proofreading, and misaligned arrangements.” Awu didn’t want to do this as a god. Even if you give it to an official, it would be meaningless.

A thousand times? Yang Jing calculated silently again. If a million people in Beijing buy one, one thousand people will need to "print" these bills, which is only one thousand lottery stores. It is barely acceptable, but the staff just "printing" is not enough, and the store needs to be arranged by others. These costs must be added to the lottery. After careful calculation, the cost has grown a lot.

"Then there is no problem with typography printing, so what about anti-counterfeiting and anti-cheating? Is there any good way?" Yang Jingai thought about it and asked again.

Awu was obviously more skilled in this and replied: "Your Majesty, as long as the anti-counterfeiting is the same as the treasure banknote, there is almost no problem. Secret notes and code words are not a problem. The more difficult thing is how to prevent cheating. If someone takes the lottery printed afterwards to receive the prize from the previous few days, it will be more troublesome."

“How to solve it?”

"Your Majesty, you need to write two copies of each lottery ticket, one for the customer to take, and the other is archived by the government. You need to collect and archive the printed documents every day and go to a secret place to archive them, so as to prevent others from cheating..."
Chapter completed!