Before building a library, the important thing is not only the collection of books themselves, but also the ability for people to borrow them.

Just because we lack a lot of entertainment, reading stories and news in newspapers and periodicals and chatting about them for our own entertainment is enough to attract us to spend money on them.

Big boys of your age hate reading these nonsense.

The guns, cannons, cement, mimeograph machines, etc. that can be produced are not profitable.

"How dare you?" Xu Miaojin blew his beard and stared.

"How much?" Both of them were very curious.

"No need to withdraw money?"

After all, the prices paid by the court for items produced by the Technical Research and Manufacturing Bureau, such as guns, cannons, and mimeograph machines, are all cost prices.

What's more, in a city like Jinling City, the quantity sold is even less.

How much less will Xiao Ming’s taxes be in a year?

I thought that the kind-hearted old monk made a lot of money.

Although Xu Miaojin was in the court, he was not in charge of this matter and was also aware of it.

But there are still very few people who have attended the Enlightenment School for a few days and can even recognize a few words.

"No!" Hong Wuxi did not agree.
Chapter completed!