In the main courtyard, Marquis Jingbei and his wife were sitting on the warm couch outside. They were discussing something when they heard a servant report that their son Fu Yuchen was outside asking for a meeting. They were slightly surprised and quickly let in.

"Father! Mother!" Fu Xuechen greeted him first when he came in.

Fu Chuanyi waved his servants away, his expression was a little tense, and he immediately asked: "Is there something wrong?"

Fu Xuechen has a dark streak. Can this father please do something better? Why does he feel that he is in danger of being exposed every time he comes to find him?

Mrs. Xie believed in her daughter more. When she heard this, she rolled her eyes at her husband and said displeasedly: "Do you know how capable our daughter is? Not to mention that last time she helped Yuchen get a new printing machine, so that

Our son Xijue no longer needs to be demoted. The bookstore she was responsible for reopened at the beginning of the month has also been wiped out and the business is booming. For such a capable child, you always look at people through the cracks in the door and look down on them.

What are you doing?"

"Am I worried about her?" Fu Chuanyi said angrily, but after being interrupted by his wife, he became much calmer. Then he looked at his daughter and said, "If anything happens, just tell me!"

Fu Xuechen "dedede" ran to her mother, snuggled beside her, and hugged one of her arms. Then she looked at her father, "hehe" and smiled dryly: "Dad, I came here this time to tell you that I

, I helped my brother make something small again, I guess...well, the emperor will want me to sell the recipe to the royal family."

Fu Chuanyi was startled, then laughed and said: "Oh! You guys have joined forces to create something new again, hahaha! I said, do you two think too highly of yourselves? You really think that you can win praise from the world for whatever you create.

ah?"

"I'm guessing that the emperor wants to buy your manufacturing recipe - I don't even think about it. Is there anything in the world that the emperor has never seen? Why would he care about your children's creations?"

If only this were the case! Fu Xuechen blinked his big black eyes without saying a word, and took out a new pair of binoculars that he had just returned from the house from his armhole, and handed them to his father with both hands, looking as innocent as possible.

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"What is this?" Fu Chuanyi asked casually after receiving it.

"A telescope is used to see things. Place the small end of the lens in front of your eyes." Fu Xuechen explained.

Fu Chuanyi didn't have any preparation at all, so he did as he was told. He put the telescope in front of his eyes, facing his daughter. He immediately saw a huge face in his field of vision, and Fu Xuechen's nose almost touched his eyelids.

"Ah?!" Fu Chuanyi jumped and almost dropped the telescope. He had to grab two handfuls before regaining his grip.

Fu Xuechen held back her laughter and looked at her father with a naughty head.

Ms. Xie looked at her husband inexplicably: "What are you doing? You were so surprised!"

"This, this thing..." Fu Chuanyi was still a little confused.

Fu Xuechen said with a smile: "Dad, you have to look far away, the further away the better!"

Fu Chuanyi glared at his daughter, took away the telescope and found that his daughter was still there and did not come over suddenly. He probably understood something, changed the direction, put the telescope in front of his eyes again, and looked out the door.

Fu Xuechen told him the technique of adjusting the focus. After repeating it two or three times, Fu Chuanyi finally knew how to use it. He took a long breath, looked at Mr. Xie next to him with a curious face, and handed the telescope to Mr. Xie.

Fu Xuechen was much more considerate and patient with his mother. He first explained the functions and effects of the telescope, and then taught Xie step by step how to use it.

Seeing that his wife smoothly skipped the startling stage and quickly entered the fun and playful stage, Fu Chuanyi glared at his daughter again with great dissatisfaction. He thought of something and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"It's a bit interesting." Xie got tired of playing with it for a while. For her, being able to bring distant scenery to her eyes for a closer look was just that. Once she had experienced it, that was it.

"What a pity! Although novel and interesting, it doesn't look gorgeous and precious enough." Ms. Xie said regretfully: "Otherwise, if I wait until the Holy Birthday Festival and give a pair to her, I might be able to make the Queen Mother smile."

Fu Chuanyi was speechless: "This is not a plaything! Didn't you see? This is a very useful military product!"

"Oh?" Xie handed the telescope back to her husband and asked, "So can you really see anything on this thing?"

Fu Chuanyi was unwilling to admit it, but after all, he was still a general in the army. He had his own judgment on whether good things could be used in the military. He had to be shameless and took back the foolish words he had said before. He simply said: "If you can take a fancy to it,

, Your Majesty has been fighting for half his life, and his vision will only be sharper than mine."

By implication, he could see that this thing would be very useful in the army, let alone Emperor Yuan'an.

Mrs. Xie was delighted when she heard this: "Then, my son has made meritorious service again!"

Fu Chuanyi shook his head: "I don't suggest using this to negotiate terms with the Holy One in exchange for benefits. If the Holy One wants it, just donate it to me. The Holy One will know the loyalty of my Fu family."

Want to give it away for free? Mrs. Xie was a little reluctant to give it up. She looked at her daughter and asked, "Is this thing difficult to make?"

Fu Xuechen said: "Everything else is not difficult, including how to grind lenses. You can submit them. The only troublesome thing is the glass lenses. Currently, only our Xie's Porcelain Kiln can manufacture them in small batches."

Mrs. Xie suddenly realized that her daughter had discussed the matter with her when she borrowed the porcelain kiln. Later, when the glass was made, Xie Wuyue, the manager of the porcelain kiln, also reported it to her. At that time, she was amazed by it, but she didn't expect it.

Just some cheap raw materials, calcined at high temperatures, can produce ultra-high-profit transparent glass.

This is a channel that can make long-term profits! Mr. Xie instantly understood what her daughter meant and immediately made a decision: "Okay! Except for the raw glass materials, my Fu family will not keep any of this stuff and hand it over to me.

, I will never make it privately again in the future, and what should be kept secret can be kept secret. We can sell the finished glass to the royal family, but the secret recipe for making this glass is an heirloom of my Fu family. The royal family must leave us a job!"

For thousands of years, imperial power and the rule of law have coexisted in China. Countless ancestral secret recipes have been circulated among the people. Although there are various conspiracies and robberies due to plotting someone else's secret recipe, things have always happened.

On the surface, these many secret recipes are still protected by law, and even the emperor cannot risk the disapproval of the world and show any signs of plotting to steal other people's secret recipes.

Fu Chuanyi frowned and said nothing more in the end.

To have a secret recipe, you must first have a certain strength to protect it, and the Fu family still has this strength.

Outsiders who don't know the secret recipe have no way to judge the cost and profit of the secret recipe. Therefore, even those rich and powerful people who are stronger than the Fu family cannot do anything to make a deadly feud with the Fu family for a secret recipe with unknown profits.

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Chapter completed!