Traveling through ancient times, the empress insisted on having a child with me

Seeing Ling Chuan's confident look, Cao Huanchun asked, "How can you kill three birds with one stone?" even though he was confused.

Ling Chuan took a sip of tea before he slowly said, "Let me ask you, who does the errand running work in the capital?"

"It's all done by slaves and servants."

"You are talking about a wealthy family. Who among the ordinary families can afford to keep a few servants at home? Do you think this business can be done?"

Cao Huanchun obviously couldn't understand Ling Chuan's idea for a moment: "How to do it? Open a shop that specializes in running errands for others? People don't have the time to come to your shop, you might as well just do the work yourself."

"Why come to the shop? Can't you let people go out to work?"

"Lie down and do the work?"

"Ah, can't you think differently?" Ling Chuan complained, "The salesmen in our shop are walking around while hawking dim sum along the street. They must be looking for a crowded place, sitting there, and waiting for customers to buy dim sum."

"Oh, such a mess." Cao Huanchun's face was full of grievance. He was the chief of the East Factory, but was taught a lesson by a young boy that he could not think flexibly. How could he swallow this humiliation? So he started to think.

"You mean to say that we should let these people who are doing the job be responsible for the surveillance?"

"That's right." Ling Chuan patted Cao Huanchun on the shoulder: "Not bad, not bad, you got it so quickly."

It must be said that Ling Chuan's idea was good, but Cao Huanchun felt a little unhappy: "Then how do you make money?"

"We can't charge for running errands for others, so we can just open a shop and sell tickets."

"Sell...tickets?"

Ling Chuan nodded: "Yes, it is selling tickets, or it can be said to be a simple contract. For example, if you want to find someone to run errands, you just write down what you want to do and how much it costs on the ticket, and then give it to the errand runner."

"So troublesome? Then how do we settle the bill? If someone has work to do, they can just hand it over to the errand boy. Why bother with the receipt?"

"We will be responsible for him if we have the receipt. For example, if you ask someone to buy ten kilograms of rice or flour, you have to pay him. If the errand boy runs away with the money, he can come to us to claim compensation as long as we have the receipt."

"That……"

"This……"

"just in case……"

"Okay, you don't have to worry about the worst. Some things have to be improved as you go along. Anyway, it's cheaper than recruiting some experts. Once the people in this city are used to asking errand boys to do things for them, this business will be profitable."

"How do we keep an eye on him? We can't just recruit him to be an errand boy and send him to the East Factory."

"Why did you tell them that we were spying on them?" Ling Chuan looked disappointed. "Except for a few of the target missions where we have our people stationed, you should tell the others to pay more attention to things like family affairs, neighborhood disputes, and which woman is cheating on her husband. Collect all this information, no matter how big or small."

Cao Huanchun slapped his thigh and said, "I understand, I know how to do this."

"That's it. Good steel should be used on the blade. It's enough for you to have one or two capable people under your command."

Cao Huanchun shook the banknotes in his hand again: "But even so, these nine hundred taels of silver are not enough."

"This is not easy to do. If you don't have enough money, Yunfuji can invest. You see, this operating capital will come in handy."

Cao Huanchun was suddenly speechless. He never expected that someone could buy shares in the East Factory.

But on second thought, the East Factory will belong to Lingchuan sooner or later, so let him do whatever he wants. His idea is still a good one anyway.

"Then...how much money does it cost to open an errand shop?"

"It doesn't cost that much money. Apart from the rent of the shop, everything else is small money. It won't cost much. I'll leave this matter to you."

Ling Chuan pointed at the banknotes in Cao Huanchun's hand and said, "Your nine hundred taels belong to the East Factory. Yunfuji will pay another nine hundred taels. Even if the East Factory holds 51% of the shares of this errand shop and Yunfuji holds 49% of the shares, it is still an industry of the imperial court after all. It's not good for Yunfuji to take the majority."

Cao Huanchun was dumbfounded. It turned out that you invested in the East Factory and still lost money.

"Wait a minute, what are the three birds with one stone you mentioned?"

Ling Chuan counted on his fingers and said, "First, you only need to spend nine hundred taels to recruit a large number of people; second, we will have another industry under our name; third, this industry can make money in the future; fourth..."

At this point, Ling Chuan leaned close to Cao Huanchun's ear and said, "If I take charge of the East Factory in the future, you can take over my position as the head of the warehouse. It will benefit everyone."

Cao Huanchun was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry, this East Factory was originally mine.

In a blink of an eye, Yunfu Ji had been reopened for two days, and business was as prosperous as ever. Liao Yishou was becoming more and more skilled in making glazed panels, and he pulled a large cart over to Lingchuan, which was prepared for Lu Xi.

Because Cao Huanchun was busy looking for a shop and recruiting employees these days, there was no rush for him to deliver it to Lu Xi.

On this day, just after noon, several uninvited guests came to the shop.

The leader was a young man, waving a folding fan in his hand, and followed by four followers.

Yun Fu Ji sells dim sum. The counter at the door is horizontal, and people are usually not allowed to come in. However, the visitor looked very arrogant. He walked straight into the shop and sat down on a chair next to it.

"Where's your shopkeeper?"

The four shop assistants used to work in the East Factory and recognized the newcomer.

This is Zhao Youtang, a famous playboy in the capital. He relies on the power of his father, the Earl of Yongning, to stir up trouble all day long.

He Chun and the others exchanged glances, and Xia Miao stepped forward and said, "Sir, our shopkeeper has gone out and will not be back for a while. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Zhao Youtang glanced at Xia Miao, his expression full of contempt: "Go, send someone to find your shopkeeper. I have something to ask him."

Xia Miao stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond for a moment. But just after a moment of daze, Zhao Youtang got mad and kicked Xia Miao in the side of the leg: "I told you to go find your shopkeeper. Are you deaf? I'll give you a quarter of an hour. If your shopkeeper doesn't come, I'll smash this shop."

At this moment, He Chun had already gone to the study to pass on the message. When Ling Chuan heard that someone had come to cause trouble, he couldn't help but chuckle, "Is there anyone who dares to make trouble in the East Factory?"

He Chun frowned and said, "Mr. Ling, our identities cannot be exposed. He is the second son of the Yongning Marquis's Mansion. Even if he smashes our shop, we can't do anything."

Ling Chuan's legs immediately stopped as he was about to take a step forward: "What do you mean? So lawless? The law doesn't matter?"

He Chun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Then his father doesn't care?"

He Chun sighed: "His father would take care of him, but he would only teach him a lesson behind closed doors when he got home. Our shop was smashed, and it was really smashed."

Ling Chuan waved his hand: "As long as he is not the kind of fearless young man, since he has concerns, I can deal with him."