Fujiwara Tofu House has become completely popular, and it can be regarded as a well-known person in Edo City. From early morning to sunset, there are always long and dark rows at the door of the store.

Ten copper items were sold as one copper. In order to be cheap, people naturally rushed to buy them. But as time went by, people were quickly conquered by the delicacies of Leng Nu. After all, there were few side dishes in this era, and even a piece of osmanthus cake required three coppers. Leng Nu was both delicious and cheap, and it was easy to win the hearts of the people.

"I signed a contract with six women. They are also good at making tofu. They can start working as soon as the new workshop is completed. It is expected that the daily tofu production can double, which is enough to ensure the supply of raw materials in the tofu workshop."

Watanabe held a pen in one hand and a small notebook in the other, and reported his work seriously to the Gu Yijiu. He was originally a samurai, and before the world was not martial, he belonged to the ruling class, and received a good education, and it was no problem to recognize words and numbers. It is precisely because of this that these people can stand out and have been entrusted with important tasks in just a few years.

Gu Yijiu wore a businessman's gown and frowned and said, "Why has the new workshop not been built yet? I remember it's not complicated."

Watanabe replied: "It's not complicated, but we have too many projects, especially in the new market. The construction workers are short of staff and it's really hard to deal with. If you really want to worry, I will draw a few people to build the workshop first."

Gu Yijiu thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "Sure enough, insufficient labor is the big problem. I will find a way to do this. At present, it is still mainly new markets. It must be completed before winter so as not to be frozen in the cold and cannot be started."

"I understand." Watanabe ticked the notebook, hesitated for a moment and asked again: "Today is already the ninth day, and the reward for guests is over in two days. Will Leng Nu want to restore the original price?"

The ancient ruins asked, "What do you think?"

Watanabe said in confusion: "Although this move can make more people eat delicious food, it is not a long-term solution to sell the products of Ten Copper as one copper. Otherwise, it will increase by 2 or 3 copper slightly and don't lose too much."

"Loss?" Gu Yijiu smiled: "Mr. Watanabe, don't you really think that a small bowl of tofu is worth ten copper, right?"

Watanabe was stunned: "Didn't it cost ten copper you said in person?"

"I just believe it. My ears are too soft and I can't be considered a qualified businessman." Gu Yijiu handed over a document and said, "This is the cost of a cold slave calculated by Miss Qiannan and I. Take a look."

Watanabe took it and looked at it, and was surprised and said, "The cost of a bowl of cold slave is only half a copper, how is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible?"

Watanabe said: "The cold slave has onion, ginger and soy sauce. Although it is not expensive, the amount is very huge if it accumulates in small amounts. On average, the cost of a bowl of cold slave should be at least between three and five coppers!"

"You said that was the past, and now the cost of a bowl of cold slave is half copper."

Watanabe wondered: "Why is this?"

"Because of concentration." Gu Yijiu replied: "Before, whether it was farmers or craftsmen, they were not only responsible for production, but also for transportation and sales. They not only worked hard in the day, but also had not high output. They naturally had to sell goods at a high price for life. Now they have signed a contract with us, no longer worried about sales channels, nor have they had to bear the loss of transportation. Just concentrate on producing products. I have helped them solve so many troubles, so they are naturally willing to lower the selling price. As soon as the price of this raw material comes, the cost of the cold slave will naturally be reduced."

Watanabe wondered: "Do they really voluntarily lower the selling price?"

Gu Yijiu smiled bitterly: "You don't think I was coercing with force."

Watanabe shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, I'm just wondering, their family is pointing at this craftsmanship life. I have negotiated with them, but no matter what, they don't even give in to a piece of copper. Why did this time?"

"It's very simple." Gu Yijiu shrugged and said: "Although the individual selling price has decreased, the output has increased and the shipment has increased. Their daily income has increased instead of decreasing, so there is no reason to refuse."

Seeing that Watanabe had not turned around, Gu Yijiu had to change the statement: "Mr. Watanabe, what you are best at is the backhand knife, right?"

Watanabe said in surprise: "Yes, how do you know?"

Gu Yijiu explained: "You have calluses on the tiger's mouth, thin near your thumb and thick near your index finger. It is the opposite of ordinary people. In addition, when you walk, your left foot is heavy and your right foot is light. It is not difficult to tell that you are good at backhand knife."

Watanabe was convinced: "When it comes to swordsmanship, you are really impeccable. Yes, I am good at backhand swords, so I have some experience."

"Where is the forehand knife and the stabbing?"

“Not outstanding.”

"If you can practice these two techniques to the level of your backhand sword, your swordsmanship will be able to go to another level."

"I understand the truth, but it's not that easy." Watanabe said with a wry smile: "My swordsmanship is a family tradition, and my talent is not high. My father once told me that even if I practice hard, I will only achieve half the effort with twice the effort. Only by focusing one item can I have a small chance of success. I have more strength, but not skillful enough. Just as the backhand knife emphasizes momentum and heavy power, I practiced hard for several years, and finally achieved success with this skill and was promoted to a samurai."

Gu Yijiu asked again: "What if you want to be comprehensive?"

Watanabe thought about it and shook his head: "I'm afraid nothing will be accomplished."

Gu Yijiu smiled and said, "The same reason. Those migrant craftsmen are good at production, not sales, and if they want to be fully prepared, they can only achieve nothing. I asked them to do what they are best at, but in fact it is the same as Ling Zun letting you practice backhand swords hard. It is important to know that people have limited energy. Instead of being fully equipped, it is better to specialize in one thing and concentrate their limited energy on the affairs they are best at, so that they can achieve outstanding and outstanding states."

Watanabe suddenly realized, scratched his head and smiled, "I understand as soon as you said this. But you actually used the theory of swordsmanship as a transaction, which is really unique."

Gu Yijiu also smiled and said, "It's not unique. After all, I'm a swordsman, and I only know this kind of thing."

"Swordsman? I thought you were going to be a businessman." Watanabe joked, "Since you came to the Mainan family, I have never seen you practice swords."

"Practice sword." Gu Yijiu smiled: "If I say I have been practicing, do you believe it?"

Watanabe naturally doesn't believe it.

Gu Yijiu did not explain much, but just ordered: "Tomorrow is the tenth day, let the tofu shop close for one day."

Watanabe wondered: "Business is just right, why rest?"

"Just like practicing swords, the right way is to combine work and rest. Don't worry, even if we rest, we will make a big profit."

Can you make a big profit if you close your business? Watanabe said it was completely incomprehensible.

When I picked up a book by Ancient Liquor, most of it was a praise of the shogunate and the emperor, but it was also mixed with a little history and humanities.

He gradually realized that this was not the real Japan, but a similar overview world. There are very few records of history in the book, and as far as fifteen years ago, the war on "the world is not martial" was reached. The history further forward became a fog, as if it had been deliberately erased.

Compared with history, humanities are much more detailed. Although most of them are concentrated on the ruling class, they also contain more or less descriptions of the lower classes.

This world is like the ancient Celestial Empire, which divides people into four classes: "scholars, farmers, industry and commerce". But the scholars do not refer to scholars, but to warriors. If you want to become a warrior, you must be able to be both literary and martial. Not only must you have superb martial arts, but you must also know words and numbers. This is more similar to the ancient literati and officials in the Celestial Empire. However, scholars and officials mainly use literature as their supplements, while warriors mainly use martial arts as their supplements.

Samurai are officials of this country. They set rules and maintain laws. They dare not say they are absolutely fair, but they also ensure the normal operation of the entire society. However, with the release of the world's unmartial laws, the warriors were deprived of their identity overnight, which is equivalent to a piece of paper that dismissed all officials in the world, causing the social order to collapse instantly, and also put the entire country into anarchy.

The unwarranted world has damaged the interests of the samurai class, so naturally some people opposed it. The forces represented by Kuroro directly rebelled, but were defeated by the general personally led a large army. Under the deterrence of this force, other opposition forces could only helplessly move underground. It was not until the general was seriously ill and his control was getting weaker in recent years that they dared to gradually show their heads. The most representative of this was the Changshu vassal of the Maori family of the Yamayodao.

They advocated reform and reform, with the intention of breaking the existing rules, overthrowing the shogunate, and returning the power to the emperor to achieve the goal of restarting the samurai class. Because of their clear-cut stand and clear ideas, they attracted many wandering samurai warriors who opposed the shogunate to defect, which was considered to be full of talents and experts.

The Changshu family used the Yamayo Road as its base camp, controlled the Nishikaido westward, Nankaido southward, and Yama** northward. Kyoto and Osaka Prefectures in the east were also under their control. In other words, the Changshu family had already controlled the emperor, which is why they proposed to return the power to the emperor.

This world respects ancestors and pays attention to tradition. If the Changzhou clan wants to change the day, he will undoubtedly be labeled as a rebel. Instead, he claims to support the emperor and will give them the gorgeous cloak of serving the country and the people.

Anyway, the emperor is in their hands. If you want to pinch it, you can pinch it. If you want to rub it, you can rub it. If you want to give it to the emperor, it means the same as Gui Quan giving it to them.

Whether it is coincidence or deliberate, the Changzhou vassal state has won the hearts of some people, so it has developed rapidly and become the boss of the resistance forces.

"It's a pity that you only won over the old warriors. Such a little man cannot represent the world, nor can you make the world sword." Gu Yijiu picked up the brush, dipped it ink, and wrote the four big words "Corporate, Agricultural, Industrial and Commercial" on the paper. After thinking for a while, he filled in a sentence after each word.

"Agricultural is the foundation of the country, and can be the body of a sword; scholars maintain laws and regulations, and can be the blade of a sword; craftsmanship can be the hilt of a sword; business can be the ridge of a sword through all the seas!"
Chapter completed!