After hundreds of fans arrived from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Emperor Kangxi saw that a box of fans was a little square.

This damn job is too big and the pace is exhausting.

Kangxi found a job wholesale of low-quality bamboo fans, but he didn't want to work hard. He was old and it was too late to enjoy it, so there was no way he would do it.

He did this entirely so that his successor would have a reason to continue saving money.

After all, it is his style, and the emperor can definitely learn from it and carry it forward in the future.

After all, many ministers are extremely fat, and rewards are just for the sake of it, there is no need to give them money.

Kangxi looked at the box and thought of the heavy workload, and fell into deep thought.

Little Fugua was also surprised. Although he had painting lessons, they only happened once every five days, and sometimes he couldn't finish one painting at a time. What was Huang Mafa trying to do?

The grandfather and grandson were stunned and silent in the Yangxin Hall.

"Well, Huang Mafa, do you want San Bo to paint this too? San Bo's calligraphy and painting are so beautiful." Little Fugua thought, during the Chinese New Year, no one should let San Bo be idle. He would flirt with him whenever he was idle.

My own Ama is so disgusting, I gave him hundreds of fans and told him to draw his last breath!

Emperor Kangxi thought about it, this was a good idea, and he inherited his own idea. It seemed that Xiao Fugua regarded everything about his old man as the highest code of conduct.

Emperor Kangxi was very happy. It was the responsibility of the whole family to save money from the treasury.

Let's give these fans to adult sons. Give each son twenty fans and let them hand in their homework at the end of the year.

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When the drama director's sons saw the gift from Emperor Kangxi brought to the house by the eunuchs, they all had expressions on their faces ranging from flattered to unbelievable.

To be honest, it is already the end of the year, and all of you are very busy, okay?

A fan cannot be finished with the word "Fu". Fans have two sides, one with the word "Fu" and the other with pictures. There are twenty fans, and they cannot be faked. It would be tiring to spend all day in the study.

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The third elder brother was quite happy with the job of wholesale fans. He did this part-time job every night and didn't get a penny.

Sanfujin was happy. She was the only one who thought Huang Ama was too kind and considerate. During the Chinese New Year, those little fairies came in batches to ask for gifts and money. They lost a lot of blood every year at this time, but

This year, Third Brother didn't have time to talk nonsense with them, so he saved a lot of money.

Moreover, Third Brother would bring his son to him when he slept in the study every day, asking him to learn his exquisite calligraphy and painting, which would increase the relationship between father and son. In short, San Fujin would walk like a breeze when the Chinese New Year comes.

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The fourth elder brother knew immediately what Huang Ama wanted to do, and he also thought Huang Ama's skills were very good and beautiful.

Although this idea is not new enough, after all, it is in the same line as sending blessings, but it is useful, elegant, and very suitable for the inheritance of the emperor.

You must save at least one hundred thousand taels of silver this year. Of course, there are still many things that cannot be replaced by these. For example, if a general wins a battle or something, you give him a fan, which will make the opponent's heart freeze.

Rhythm?
Chapter completed!