Chang Er nodded, "What Uncle Xu means is that just selling this product is not enough. It can also be used to achieve the political purpose of the imperial court and foreign envoys."
Zhu Gaochi asked,
"Second uncle, how do you say this?"
Chang Er continued,
"I heard that the Ministry of Revenue is going to do sugar business with the Delhi Sultanate. The Delhi Sultanate has always been a big exporter of sugar, but
If compared with the Tang Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty now, the quality is obviously not as good as that of the Ming Dynasty.
Hubu has been keeping an eye on this piece of fat and wants to take this opportunity to completely push the Ming Dynasty's sugar industry abroad.
Now it seems that the diplomat of the Delhi Sultanate is clenching his teeth and won't let go, so he is thinking about whether we can use our side to pry his mouth open. "
"Well..." Yang Rong said solemnly, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. The sugar industry is the lifeblood of the Delhi Sultanate.
The Ming Dynasty had seized the money bag, and their court had no say.
But no one with any brains would allow their money bag to be grabbed by others. "
Everyone was silent. Yang Rong was right. From a country's financial perspective, money is power. Even if you don't have a say in controlling your own money, what's the point of talking about political independence?
In Yang Rong's view, no matter how stupid the upper-class nobles in the country are, they cannot be so stupid.
However, Yang Rong would never have imagined that such a stupid ruling class really existed, and it was still under his feet.
In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty happily extended its treaty port rights to foreign countries and arbitrarily borrowed money from foreign countries to suppress civil strife. It also thought that it had taken advantage of those foreigners.
Some officials are even complacent, saying that opening up treaty ports is better than ceding territory. In fact, the harm of these two things is similar.
The money bag was lost, and the political power was naturally lost. With such a clear cause and effect, the Qing Dynasty was busy suppressing its own people and could not think of anything else.
"Wait a minute," Zhu Gaochi's eyes lit up and he asked everyone, "Are the Delhi Sultanate the same as our court? Do they also divide the household department and the internal treasury?"
Yang Rong understood and knew that what this young highness was asking was whether the national finances and personal property of the Delhi Sultanate were mixed together.
"Your Highness, that's not the case. They don't seem to distinguish between inside and outside."
Zhu Gaochi's eyes dimmed and he muttered, "This is a bit difficult..."
"Gao Chi, what do you say?"
Chang Er calls Zhu Gaochi my dearest brother, and Zhu Gaochi calls him second uncle. He really regards Zhu Gaochi as one of his own family members.
However, Lao Chang’s family members are all like this. They get to know each other quickly, have simple lines, and value friendship.
Zhu Gaochi shook his head and said,
"Second uncle, if the money is divided, we can still divide it and attack it.
But if the national finances are mixed with their own money, it will be very difficult for us to handle this matter.
This not only affects their country’s purse, but also their own purse.
They must react violently and cannot accept it. "
"Oh, so there's nothing left to do?"
Chang Er sighed.
While everyone was brainstorming, Yang Rong looked a little excited. Zhu Gaochi's words woke him up.
"No! We have made this matter too complicated, so we should focus on the foreign envoy of the Delhi Sultanate! If he doesn't let go, it's because we didn't give him enough!"
Zhu Gaochi slowly opened his eyes, and he seemed to understand.
Chang Er said in confusion,
"Xiao Yang, what do you say? Didn't I just say that the court's money is their own money? Once the Ming Dynasty's sugar industry invades the Delhi Sultanate, their own wallets will also be damaged!
How could he let go of the foreign envoy sent by the Delhi Sultanate this time? "
Yang Rong shook his head, "Second Master, there is still a difference. Think about it, would it be more comfortable for them to share such a big piece of fat together, or for us to leave it to him alone?"
"What you mean is..." Chang Er seemed to understand, and then said in a lost tone, "It depends on the appearance of this foreign envoy. He is a Buddhist. Let's use some yellow and white common things. Is it useful?"
Yang Rong clapped his hands and said,
"This is even more satisfying! If it were someone else and we were throwing real money at him, it might still take a little effort!
But since he is a Buddhist practitioner, doesn’t this mean he is a professional counterpart? ! "
Chang Er was shocked when he heard this, but then he thought about it. Yang Rong seemed to have no problem with the gold and silver treasures found in the Buddhist temple.
Zhu Gaochi and Yang Rong sang in harmony, and their thoughts were completely on the same frequency, saying,
"Second uncle, let's use this ultra-thin condom to open this foreign envoy's mouth!"
"Okay!" Chang Er said excitedly, and then felt that Zhu Gaochi's words were weird and hurriedly educated him,
"Kids, please stop talking about being ultra-thin!"
Zhu Gaochi shrank his neck and apologized hurriedly,
"I know, uncle."
The more Chang Er thought about it, the more reliable it became. He rubbed his hands and said hurriedly,
"I'll call this person over first to talk!"
.......
half an hour later
Sitting in the living room of the Chang family was a foreigner dressed in Buddhist attire. It was none other than Gandhi, the ambassador to the Delhi Sultanate.
Gandhi sat upright in the room, his heart beating wildly.
He naturally also knows what the Chang Mansion means to the Ming Dynasty now, and if he is invited to the Chang Mansion at this juncture, he will definitely have a world-shattering wealth waiting for him!
That’s the ultra-thin business!
Even if this commodity has not yet flowed into the Delhi Sultanate, Gandhi can still pat his chest and guarantee that,
As long as this product flows into our country, it will definitely become a very popular product.
Those fat and oily nobles don't care at all how much money they spend, they think more about doing whatever they want!
Chang Er was followed by Zhu Gaochi, Yang Rong, and Muchun. As soon as he saw Gandhi, he started, Han Xuan smiled and said,
"Sir, have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad."
Chang Er stretched out his hand and motioned for Gandhi to sit down. After everyone was seated, Chang Er said straight to the point,
"My lord, foreign ambassador, can we do sugar business between the two countries?"
Gandhi was stunned when he was asked. He originally thought that he was called to Changfu to discuss ultra-thin business.
But I didn't expect to be asked when I came up. What I don't want to face the most is Baitang.
Gandhi's attitude was obviously much stiffer and he said,
"Lord Chang, I'm afraid this matter will have to be discussed again."
Chang Er ignored Gandhi's attitude of wanting to show off, shook his head and said,
"To tell you the truth, His Majesty attaches great importance to the ultra-thin business and will convene various foreign envoys to discuss this matter in the next two days.
Today I called you here alone. You should understand what I mean.
You can have trouble with anything, but don’t have trouble with money, right? "
