Ming Dynasty: I, Emperor Chongzhen, swear not to go to Meishan

What is this? It smells so good. "

When Zhu Youjian, who looked tired, placed a small milky white square object in front of him, Shen Nichang couldn't help but wrinkle her small nose and sniff hard, asking curiously.

The fragrance was fresh and soft, and it smelled very comfortable. She fell in love with it immediately. It smelled really good, but she didn't know what it was?

"Soap, for showering, not only makes your body smell good, but also makes your skin soft and smooth. Touch... uh, youthful forever..." Zhu Youjian explained while yawning, but accidentally let it slip. Fortunately, He reacts quickly, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

He could swear to God that this time he really didn't want to tease the beautiful Shen, he just explained casually, and he said it out of habit.

Shen Nichang's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, but she could only pretend to be stupid. What else could she do, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty? What's more, she secretly wished that people would do anything to her, but she was still attracted by the fragrant soap.

Is the soap really as good as the emperor said?

"When the soap is produced, I will give you a box. Well, I am sleepy and need to catch up on some sleep..." Zhu Youjian yawned and staggered towards the inner room before Shen Nichang could react.

In order to make the soap, he struggled for several days in a row, and the last day was even an experiment with Tongxiao. After successfully making the soap, he relaxed and felt so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes.

Early the next morning, Zhu Youjian got up early as usual, did morning exercises, showered, changed clothes, had breakfast, and then went to court. However, today he took a short vacation on the pretext of being unwell and asking for three days off.

In three days, he built a small royal soap factory. During the construction of the factory, he also recruited a hundred workers. After ten days of short-term training, the royal soap factory officially started production.

"Well, I am as good as my word. This box is called soap, for laundry use."

Fifteen days later, Zhu Youjian smiled and pushed a box of ten-piece soap and a box of ten-piece soap in front of Shen Nichang.

Due to various reasons such as production technology, the output of soap is low. Zhu Youjian resorted to hunger marketing and temporarily increased the production line of soap to increase the output of soap. Rare things are more valuable, and what he wants to make is the wealth of the rich. money.

Soap, on the other hand, added a full ten production lines. For this reason, it also opened a branch factory and recruited more than 200 workers at once. After a short period of training, production started immediately.

As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he had the responsibility to let his subjects live a good life. Soap was a gift he gave to the people.

It is said to be a gift, but in fact it is not a free gift, but the price is close to the people, and ordinary people can afford it.

With such a low price, Zhu Youjian can still make a little profit after deducting labor, material, transportation and other costs. Small profits but quick turnover, and the production cost of soap is also low.

"Your Majesty, wouldn't that soap make no money?" Shen Nichang said in surprise, her bright phoenix eyes sparkling with countless little stars of admiration.

This is a business that can make a lot of money, but the emperor sells it evenly, so that ordinary people all over the world can afford soap. What is this but a good emperor?

"Except for the cost of raw materials, including workers' wages and various benefits, product failure and loss, etc., I may have to pay a little more, but just consider it my New Year's gift to people all over the world."

When he said this, Zhu Youjian's face did not blush, his heart did not beat, and he spoke righteously, with a righteous expression that looked out for the people of the world.

There are some things that he will not tell Shen Nichang. Anyway, he is the only one who knows the production cost of soap at present. If you can deceive, just deceive first. He likes the feeling of being worshiped by beautiful women, not to mention how comfortable he feels.

They say that if you show off, you will be struck by lightning, but some people have to show off.

"Your Majesty," Shen Nichang said excitedly. At this moment, she was promoted from an adoring little fan girl to a die-hard fan.

She is very die-hard. If the emperor asks her to sleep with him, she will never frown.

If anyone dares to scold the emperor, he is her enemy. For the sake of the emperor, she dares to make enemies of the world.

Today was Shen Nichang's day off. She reluctantly left the palace and went home with two boxes of soap. She wanted to distribute these treasures to her mother and sister to make them happy.

Zhu Youjian leaned on the lazy chair and thought for a while, and then asked Ruan Dacheng, the deputy minister of the cabinet, to be summoned into the palace.