The quantity is not important, the key is to see what price Huang Yuanwai can give, Fu Yong's eyes flashed. For Fu Yong, he naturally hopes that the higher the price, the better.
After Huang Yuanwai pondered for a while, he chuckled a few times, "At that time, I didn't expect that the Fu Dong family could get so many spices back. This is just from the Fu Dong family. If other people were included, it would be even more." "
Fu Yong's face suddenly changed after hearing this, and he asked in a cold tone: "What does Huang Yuanwai mean?"
"I don't mean anything."
When Fu Yong saw Huang Yuanwai's smiling face, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He stood up and said stiffly: "Since Huang Yuanwai can't eat the spices in my hand, I'll take my leave now. In addition, thank you very much for Huang Yuanwai's hospitality. I'll invite Yuan Wai back another day."
After saying that, Fu Yong was about to walk out the door.
"Wait!" Huang Yuanwai saw him and called Fu Yong quickly.
Fu Yong turned around and looked at Huang Yuanwai calmly.
After a while, Huang Yuanwai suddenly said with a discouraged smile: "I didn't say I couldn't eat it. Why are Boss Fu's family so anxious?"
Fu Yong still looked at him calmly without saying a word.
Huang Yuanwai saw it and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, rare things have been valued. If there is too much of something, it will naturally become less valuable. Don't you think so, Mr. Fu?"
"What Huang Yuanwai said is reasonable," Fu Yong agreed with a smile, and then said: "But spices are no better than others. I always feel that there is less, but there is no reason to have too much."
Seeing that Huang Yuanwai wanted to say something more, Fu Yong directly interrupted him, "Huang Yuanwai, just tell me the price. If it's suitable, I'll sell it. If it's not suitable, then the transaction won't be a business. Huang Yuanwai said, right?" "
Hearing Fu Yong say this, Huang Yuanwai knew that all the preparations he had made were in vain. He could only sigh and said with a smile: "Okay, I will give you this number."
Fu Yong felt the price quoted by Huang Yuanwai under his sleeves and shook his head. He withdrew his hand angrily and said, "Huang Yuanwai's price is too cruel. I will never dare to accept it."
"Then Mr. Fu, please make an offer."
Fu Yong drew a number under his sleeve robe toward Mr. Huang.
Huang Yuanwai shook his head directly, "It's too expensive. Unless you sell it slowly bit by bit, it's impossible. The most I can offer is this price."
"Executive member Huang, I almost lost my life at sea this time. For the sake of my life, if it's less than this amount, I won't sell it!"
"This is the maximum number. If it's higher, go find someone else!"
"Add more, you keep adding more."
"That's all, I don't want any more."
"make a deal!"
The business was concluded, and the two of them laughed happily. At this time, the two of them really thought about eating.
...
Tens of thousands of kilograms of spices were easily accounted for. Han Du waved his hand happily and said, "Keep half of it and put the rest in the warehouse to be sent to the palace later."
The officials below heard Han Du's words and couldn't help but swallowed. Someone carefully reminded, "Sir, this is commercial tax, and it needs to be paid to the Ministry of Household Affairs. We just intercept the remaining half. Isn't this appropriate?" "
"Who said this was sent to the Ministry of Household Affairs?" Han Du glared at the man and said, "Half of the taxes collected by the Shibo Division will be kept in the future, and the rest will be sent to the palace."
"Yes, sir."
Seeing Han Du's unkind expression, the officials did not dare to say anything more and quickly lowered their heads and turned around to go out to do things.
A few days later, a person who quite surprised Han Du came to see Han Du.
"Xiong Ting, why are you here?"
"Xiong Ting pays homage to the Marquis." Xiong Ting bowed to Han Du and was filled with emotion. The last time he met Han Du, Han Du did not have a title, but now he is a Marquis. But he himself was still wasting his time in Mingjingzhai.
Fortunately, what Han Du explained finally came to an end. What happens next depends on his own luck.
"Get up quickly, no need to be polite." Han Du personally helped Xiong Ting up and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"Master Hou, I exchanged the mirror for treasure banknotes according to Master Hou's instructions. Now the merchants can't get the old banknotes, so they can only use new treasure banknotes to buy. Therefore, I came here to report to Master Hou."
Han Du suddenly realized what Xiong Ting said meant, and asked quickly: "Are you telling the truth?"
Xiong Ting nodded.
"Let's go to Mingjingzhai now."
Han Du looked through Mingjingzhai's account books. Xiong Ting's accounting method was handed over to him by Han Du, using the double-entry accounting method.
"How many old treasure notes were collected in total?"
Xiong Ting turned the account book to the last page and showed it only to Han Du, "Master Marquis, the general ledger is here."
Han Du took a look and his expression suddenly changed. He suddenly closed the account book and said, "Please wait for a moment, I want to go to the palace first."
Taking the account book, Han Du found Lao Zhu.
"What's the matter? Are you so anxious to see me?"
"Your Majesty, I have done my best to recover the treasure banknotes through the mirror. I would like to submit the account book for Your Majesty's inspection."
When Lao Zhu heard this, his face suddenly became solemn, "Send it over."
"Fifty-nine and a half million yuan." Every word that comes out of Lao Zhu's mouth can make people gnash their teeth.
"How many old banknotes has been issued by the Banknote Collection Office in the past few years?"
Han Du bowed slightly and said, "As soon as I took office, the Treasure Banknote Collection Division stopped issuing old banknotes. According to statistics, from the time when the Treasure Banknote Collection Department was established until I stopped issuing old banknotes, a total of two thousand old banknotes were issued. Seven hundred and thirty-one thousand four hundred and forty-six."
"In other words, there are 40 million banknotes, all of which are old banknotes forged by those people?" Lao Zhu's voice rose an octave, and his nose became crooked with anger. He tried his best to think that by printing money, he had found a shortcut to making a fortune. But I didn't expect that in the end, I would make a wedding dress for someone else.
How can Lao Zhu not be angry!
"Yes." No matter how reluctant Han Du was, he had to bite the bullet and reply.
Lao Zhu copied the account book in his hand and stepped down, "Let's go, I'm going to take a look at these old banknotes."
"yes."
Lao Zhu came to the place where old banknotes were piled in Mingjingzhai, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end. Looking at the tightly guarded warehouse in front of him, Lao Zhu said in a deep voice: "Open it!"
After opening the lock, Lao Zhu pushed open the warehouse door with his own hands and walked in. Looking at the neatly stacked old banknotes, Lao Zhu had no expression on his face. After carefully looking through the entire warehouse step by step, Lao Zhu reluctantly walked out.
He looked back at the door of the warehouse. After a moment of silence, he ordered: "Come here, bring the torch."
The accompanying Yiluansi guards immediately came forward to prepare torches for Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu took the torch, pondered for a moment, and threw the torch from the gate into the warehouse without hesitation.
