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Chongzhen looked strange: "What kind of glass workshop?"

Zhu Cixuan pointed to the piece of glass in his sister's hand: "Father, this is glass made by the son of the son with sand. In fact, this thing is called glass. This thing is as transparent as crystal, with light and wind barriers. If it is used as a window, isn't it particularly useful?"

As soon as this said, the people in Ganning Palace were shocked. Everyone thought that what Zhu Cilang gave her sister was a piece of crystal. Such a large piece of crystal was extremely rare. It was no wonder that Zhu Mai liked it very much at first sight. Everyone regarded this piece of glass as a rare treasure.

"Glass, are you saying that this is made of sand?" Chongzhen was so confused that he waved to his daughter that Zhu Mai squeaked his mouth and handed the glass in her hand over.

At this moment, Zhu Cixuan told everyone about the use of glass and the smelting method. It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it, but after saying it, everyone was even more shocked. No one had ever heard that sand could be refined into such a transparent thing.

Even Queen Zhou was looking at her son with some doubts and wondering in her heart whether this son would deceive everyone again.

Until, Sun Wangcai, knelt on the ground and trembled with all his eyes and hearing. Then everyone realized that this thing was made after calcination like smelting iron and making porcelain.

It's just amazing why the glass made is actually transparent.

Chongzhen couldn't help but lift the glass and looked out the window: "The wonder of creation is as rare as this. It can be smelted out of the furnace."

Zhu Ma Yun nodded: "It turned out to be made of worthless sand, my brother just lied to me."

Zhu Cilang smiled: "This is not worthless sand. In the future, all pavilions, towers, palaces, temples, and even the homes of the people will be replaced with this kind of glass. The house will be clean and bright, freezing can keep the cold and block the wind."

Emperor Chongzhen suddenly understood: "So, you went to instigate the father-in-law to sell his property, just to work with you to build a glass workshop?"

Zhu Cilang nodded: "That's right, Father, if promoted properly, wealth will be pouring in every year."

Chongzhen said "yes" and then said, "I don't agree."

disagree?

Zhu Cilang was shocked. Chongzhen actually disagreed with such a good thing, a big profit industry: "Father, why is this?"

Chongzhen carried his hands on his back and wrote his scheming on his face: "Taizu said: If you don't work in farming and specialize in the author, you are a vagrant, and you will be arrested. The salt and iron will be sold by the court. If you open a private mineral deposit, it is a national system. And this thing is so scarce, how can I set this precedent?"

Zhu Cilang understood, Emperor Chongzhen was so sad.

That's right, fools know that this glass can be described as huge profits. Some extremely ordinary things, sand, lime and soda ash, are thrown into the stove and refined, and they are valuable glass.

This thing can be said to be more profitable than salt and iron. Salt and iron need to be refined and various complex processes. Although glass also requires certain process technology, it is relatively simple.

More importantly, glass is a pure monopoly industry. Looking at the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that only this rebel mastered this magical technology. How could Chongzhen not be jealous of such huge profits?

What Taizu said: If you don’t work in farming and do the last author, you will be arrested. These are just excuses for Emperor Chongzhen. Zhu Yuanzhang did say this to suppress business at the beginning of the founding of the country, but later he found that business brought more profits to the country, so he gave up the matter.

It is true that salt and iron are specialized in salt and iron, but I have never heard of porcelain not allowed to be mined by the public. To put it bluntly, this glass has a nature similar to porcelain and has nothing to do with salt and iron.

Chongzhen said this just to get a piece of the pie.

Even Queen Zhou couldn't help but smile on her face: "Long live, the money the emperor earns belongs to the family? Why do you have to share it so clearly? I should strongly support the court when it comes to this matter."

Zhu Mai made a face at her brother: "Father and brother are both financial fans."

Zhu Cilang, a wealthy gangster, scratched his head: "Father, I have thought about it. Grandpa paid for building a workshop and gave him 10% of the profit. As a son, I will keep 30% of the remaining 60% to the state treasury?"

Maybe I also thought it was a very useless thing to compete for food with my son. This time I was still carrying my hands on my back, coughing lightly, and looking out the window with a dodge: "You are a baby, why do you want these money? Since your grandfather has taken 10% of it, I will leave 10% for you, and the remaining 80% of your income will be handed over to the state treasury."

This is too dark!

Zhu Cixuan also wants to make some money and continue to do his own research. For example, opening a soap factory, or improving gunpowder?

However, 10% of the profit is actually an astronomical figure. Zhu Cilang, who was afraid that his father would regret it, nodded hurriedly: "I know, but this factory is built, but the court needs the support of the court..."

Chongzhen had already thought about it: "The West Mountain has been idle, and there are a lot of ore sand here, and there are lime ore deposits to the north. It is most appropriate to build a workshop here. I will handle this for you. I still have something to do. Thank you. Didn't the memorial from Jiangnan just be sent here? Even though I went to Qianqing Palace to check it out."

In fact, Chongzhen was a little embarrassed. He made an excuse, carried his hands on his back, and walked away without looking back. The eunuch Wang Chengen followed him happily.

Zhu Mai couldn't help laughing out loud: "Mother, my father is so hypocritical."

In the world, if you dare to say that Emperor Chongzhen is hypocritical, I am afraid that this daughter will be the only one. Zhu Cilang didn't dare to say this, but Empress Zhou sighed and suddenly felt a little sad: "Your father is really helpless. Alas, the treasury has been empty for years, and the palace's ruling has been reduced again and again, but it is still unsustainable. If Cilang can help your father, it would be better."

When Chongzhen left, Zhu Cilang clearly saw that there were several patches in the underwear under Emperor Chongzhen's robe outside. An emperor was dressed so shabby that no one could be moved.

Zhu Mai stopped laughing. She looked heavy like Zhu Cilang. Yes, when will this Ming Dynasty stop worrying about money?

At this moment, someone came to Cining Palace.
Chapter completed!