Chapter 874: Joy Chapter 874: Joy Editor: Atlas Studios The commanderâs lips twitched as he asked, âIsnât it illegal to secretly inquire about the technique?
Youâre really bold to dare to have designs on the Princess Consortâs business.
Beat this guy up ruthlessly.â The manager shouted, âIâm innocent.
Sir, go ask an industry insider.
This kind of inquiry hasnât crossed the industryâs bottom line and hasnât violated any taboo!â bThe manager burst into tears.
âHow can printing be so simple?
The material of the type matrices, the depth of the engraving, the distance between the words, the temperature of the casting, and even the density of the ink used are all factors that will affect the outcome.
Only when these factors are clearly described can the recipe be considered to be complete.
I only hear them refer to our printing methods engraved printing, whereas theirs is called movable type printing.
I understand what they mean by engraved printing.
The Imperial Courtâs publishing house has a large collection of printing blocks, enough to fill up five large rooms.
And thatâs not even counting the ones weâre in the midst of engraving.
But how is one to engrave movable characters?
The key lies in the word âmovableâââŹâthat was why I asked about this.
If he could answer that, Iâd give him five taels of silver.
If not, Iâll just ask someone else.
Even if their manager finds out, I can say that itâs merely a casual conversation.
Everyone in the publishing industry knows that this question isnât tabooââŹÂŚâ If this actually broke a taboo, he wouldnât have the guts to mess with the Princeâs estate no matter how much he desired money.
It wasnât like he was tired of living.
A technique was something that could not be explained clearly.
Everyone wanted to learn their opponentâs craftsmanship while keeping their own technique secretive.
However, they also knew that some things could be kept a secret, but there were also some ideas that had to be exchanged if they wanted to seek improvement.
As everyone spoke, they might come up with a good idea.
This was what mastery of a skill entailed.
So over time, everyone came to a consensus: they could ask certain questions behind their competitorsâ backs, but there was a bottom line that couldnât be crossed.
Once they crossed it, they would be despised by the entire industry.
The managerâs question landed just within the boundaries and did not cross that line.
He had been in the printing industry for more than 30 years and started working as an apprentice at the age of eight.
Although his skills were not as good as the old masters in the publishing house, he knew all the rules.
However, if the Princeâs estate really wanted to convict him, it wasnât impossible either.
With their influence, they could directly redefine the boundaries.
The manager also admitted that he was despicable.
He did not blame the Princeâs estate, but he resented the worker who ratted on him.
Considering that person had been in this industry for so many years, he couldnât possibly be unaware of the rules.
If he didnât wish to comply, he could very well have simply rejected him.
Why did he have to make a contribution at his expense?
The commander was so angry that he laughed.
This fellow was clearly coveting the technique possessed by the Princeâs estate, but he actually claimed that it was within reason.
However, since he had already confessed, it was not appropriate for the commander to torture him.
With a wave of his hand, he got someone to drag him to the prison and lock him up.
As he walked out, he stopped in his tracks and said, âGet someone to transcribe his confession and send it to the Princeâs Residence.â âSir, why are you still interceding for him?â The commander sneered and said, âWho does he think he is?
Is he worthy of me interceding for him?
However, since he said that this is a rule in the industry and not a taboo, the worker must have had other intentions when he reported him.
Itâs fine if he wants to step on others to climb up, but he shouldnât have deceived Princess Consort Rong.
I donât know what Princess Consort Rong is like, but the highly-principled Prince Rong definitely isnât someone who would tolerate such a thing.
If we hand in the managerâs statement as is, weâll be doing him a favor and not harming anyone at the same time.
Why not?â When the confession was placed in front of Mu Yangling, she knocked on the table and looked up to ask the book bureau manager, âIs what he said true?â The manager bowed and said, âThatâs right.
There is indeed such a rule in the business.
As long as we donât cross the line, itâs common for us to inquire about each otherâs techniques.
However,â the steward deliberated before continuing, âAt that time, the worker told me that the steward wanted to pay a high price to buy the complete method.
According to him, the person wasnât merely making brief inquiries about this matter.â âThen who do you think is lying?â âWellââŹÂŚâ âSend the person to the Capital Patrol Division and report to me after youâve investigated.â Mu Yangling said with a smile, âThe Prince is a principled person.
And I am not?â The manager knelt on the ground and kowtowed in fear.
âIâll go and investigate right away.â He got up and retreated to the door before daring to turn around and leave.
Spring waited for him to leave before pouring tea for Mu Yangling.
She said, âYour Highness, donât be angry.
I reckon that the worker from the publishing house is just overly eager to climb up the ranks, so he came up with such a method.â Sighing, Mu Yangling said, âIf I hadnât asked the Capital Patrol Division to investigate carefully, Iâm afraid this matter would have passed just like that.
The worker would be promoted, but at the expense of the lives of a wronged person and his family.
Heâs too vicious.â âYour Highness, are you sure that the competitor is telling the truth?â âLooking at the confession, that seems to be the case.
Otherwise, that manager must be too scheming.
If he had that kind of intelligence, he wouldnât have been caught in the first place,â Mu Yangling said.
âNow that heâs in prison and we have something on him, with the Princeâs estateâs power, it wonât be difficult to condemn him.
Thereâs no need for him to lie at such a time.
Besides, itâs easy to verify his statement.â Mu Yangling thought that it would be easy to verify, but the Capital Patrol Division did not reply for a long time.
She could not help but be curious, so she mentioned it to Qi Haoran and asked, âItâs been a few days.
Why havenât the people from the Capital Patrol Division replied?
Iâve already sold the method to quite a few people.â âIâll help you ask tomorrow.â Qi Haoran avoided the soup on the table and only ate meat.
Mu Yangling picked up a few pieces of vegetables for him and scooped a bowl of soup for him.
âEat all of this.
Donât be picky just because youâre in good health.
Your nephews and sons are watching you.â Qi Haoranâs chopsticks froze.
He looked down and happened to meet the eyes of the four children opposite him.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
He picked up a piece of vegetables with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
When he finished eating the vegetables, he looked at the soup in front of him and said with a bitter expression, âItâs got a fishy smell.
I wonder why Zijin sent us these things.â âThatâs to be expected since itâs made using something from the sea.
Hurry up and drink it.
Look, the children have all drunk a bowl each.
Itâs rich in iron and zinc.â Qi Haoran pursed his lips and said, âMy heart1 is full.
Thereâs no need to nourish it.
Iâve never heard of humans needing to replenish iron.
Weâre not pots.
If we want to replenish our iron, canât we just take a bite of an iron sword?â Mu Yangling was stunned for a moment before she laughed out loud.
She held her stomach and laughed non-stop.
When the children saw this, they, too, laughed out loud.
Qi Haoran glared at them and asked, âWhat are you laughing at?â Little Lion tugged at his mother.
âMother, what are you laughing at?â Little Bear said, âI laughed because Mother laughed.â Little An said, âSeeing Fourth Aunt laugh, it makes us want to laugh too.â Tiger Head said, âEveryone laughed.â While Qi Haoran was rolling his eyes, Mu Yangling laughed until she fell.
She held his arm and waved her other hand as she said, âYes, itâs my fault.
I wonât laugh anymore.
I wonât laugh anymore.â However, she still couldnât stop laughing.
Qi Haoran picked up the soup on the table and downed it in one gulp.
Then, he looked at her fiercely and said, âAlright, Iâve already replenished my iron and nourished my heart.
Can I bring the four little ones to take a stroll to aid in their digestion?â Mu Yangling burst out laughing and waved her hand.
âGo, go.
Just walk around the garden.â Tiger Head tugged at his mother.
âMother, you have to come with us.
You promised to tell us a story.â Little Bear shouted, âTell us the story about Sun Wukong wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace.
Brother Crown Prince wants to hear it too.
Mother, do tell us the story now.
This way, I can tell Brother Crown Prince about it when I enter the palace tomorrow.â The word âzincâ is a homophone to âheartâ
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