Feng Youxi smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and pretended not to see it.
The first time he looked through the account book, he was dizzy, staggered, and fell three times in a row.
Your Highness is your Highness. This kind of determination that is as stable as a mountain of gold is incomparable to ordinary people.
The prince composed himself, held it steady, and flipped through the pages, the corners of his lips slowly rising.
All the most powerful and powerful families in the capital are on it.
There are only three wealthy families on the list, two of which are imperial merchants and the other is a salt merchant.
The output of colored glaze was limited a few years ago, so every company rushed to grab orders.
Even a small order worth less than a thousand taels of silver was frantically snatched by countless officials and merchants.
Feng Youxi smiled and sighed: "Your Highness, when the production of colored glaze increases after the new year, we can make another wave of profits. There are so many wealthy families in the capital!
I heard that Mrs. Chao Guogong did not know that you had sent colored glaze to the Song family that day, so she placed an order for ten thousand taels of silver in one go.
Later, when she revealed that she wanted to resell colored glaze worth five thousand taels, officials and merchants came to her door one after another, almost breaking the threshold of the Duke's mansion. Seeing that a fight was about to start in front of their house, Mrs. Chao Guogong was so frightened that she quickly said she would not resell it.
Just yesterday, New Year's Eve, the price of a pair of small glass earrings reached hundreds of taels. During the Chinese New Year this year, it would be extremely embarrassing for any house not to have a few pieces of colored glass on display. "
The prince's dark eyes became darker and darker, and he suddenly narrowed his eyes and sneered: "In the past, when there was a natural or man-made disaster, my father raised money, and they all cried out for poverty, and deliberately patched their fine official robes to compare their wealth, but they were rich and wealthy. , willing to spend a lot of money."
Linglong Pavilion only opened for ten days and made a net profit of more than 800,000 taels of silver!
It's faster than robbing a bank account to get money.
When setting the price at first, he used his own financial resources to estimate the financial resources of the powerful, and was afraid that the price would be too high and he would not be able to sell it.
Now one look at it, he, the crown prince of a country, is not worthy to compete with the powerful. Compared with them, he is so poor that he wants to carry a broken bowl and go to their doorsteps to beg for food.
The more the prince looked at the account books, the stronger his hatred for the rich became.
He originally planned to use colored glaze to cut leeks for the rich and powerful for a year, and then spread the colored glaze to ordinary people's homes.
But this account book told him that cutting a crop of leeks would not be enough? I cut them back and forth ten times, but I couldn't cut them all off.
And outside the capital, throughout the whole court, there are more leeks...
The prince rubbed his thumb over the rough account paper, his heart beating wildly, and the golden light in his eyes transmitted to his brain, causing his usually calm brain to heat up slightly.
Feng Youxi saw that his face was calm and sighed again, His Highness the Crown Prince has extraordinary determination at such a young age.
"Feng Youxi."
"The slave is here!"
"Where's the dividend for the little lady of the Zhen family?"
Feng Youxi happily brought a small box: "Your Highness, I have already prepared ninety-three thousand taels, all of which have been converted into silver notes, so that Miss Zhen can hide in her private room. I even asked the accountant to make a simple The account book will be handed over to Miss Zhen when the time comes, so that she can go to the store to check and reconcile the accounts at any time."
The prince held the first account book tightly in one hand and flipped through the small box casually with the other hand.
Ninety-three thousand taels, a lot.
He makes more.
As if he was afraid that he would regret it, the prince suddenly closed the box, waved his hand, and commanded boldly: "Get another red lacquer box and send it to the Zhen family as soon as possible today and hand it over to Miss Zhen. In addition, add eight thousand taels. Take this silver as a big New Year’s red envelope for Miss Zhen.”
Feng Youxi felt a pain in his body.
Eight thousand taels of silver!
Before opening Linglong Pavilion, the prince's cash in cash was less than 8,000 taels.
But think about it, the glazed prescription was presented by Miss Zhen, and Mrs. Chao Guogong also intended to marry Miss Zhen into the East Palace. Then wouldn't those eight thousand taels return to the East Palace with Miss Zhen?
After all, the meat rots in your own pot.
He glanced at the prince quietly. His Highness thought so too, right?
"Yes, Your Highness! I will do it immediately."
The prince said again: "Bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
Feng Youxi immediately went to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study.
The prince chose a red piece of paper and couldn't even write three pieces of paper to his satisfaction. It would seem frivolous to get close to him, and he would frighten the young lady. It would not be good to be alienated. Wouldn't it be even more unfamiliar when we meet next time?
It wasn't until he wrote the seventh piece that he folded the letter with satisfaction, put it into a small red lacquer box, and placed it at the bottom of the banknote.
Feng Youxi was smiling, there would soon be a mistress in the East Palace.
His Highness has never written such a memorial before. At this time, he felt a little uneasy like a young man meeting his sweetheart.
Feng Youxi had just sent the small box out, told him to leave early and come back early, and then returned to the prince's study. As soon as he stepped on the threshold, he heard the prince order Wang Linyuan, the commander of the East Palace guards:
"Check the details of the people on the list carefully to see if the source of their money is clean."
Feng Youxi didn't dare to look further.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, His Highness has really worked hard and devoted himself to serving the country and the people. He is truly a good prince. Feng Youxi was moved to tears.
When passing Wang Linyuan, Wang Linyuan didn't know if he hadn't eaten, and he couldn't hold a piece of paper, so he let it float on the ground.
Feng Youxi glanced at it casually. The first name on the list was "Chao Guogong Song Yueting", and the following names became more and more familiar.
After thinking about it, aren't these people the "major patrons" on the account book sent by Linglong Pavilion?
Feng Youxi: "..."
The first step is to give you money, but the second step is to seize their mansion. Your Highness, is this really okay?
What’s even more terrifying is that he doesn’t even spare his own uncle!
Feng Youxi was trembling with fear, but His Highness was still the same, smiling and taking off people's heads.
Wang Linyuan hurriedly picked up the list, folded it, stuffed it into his arms, turned around and knelt on one knee to apologize to the prince.
The prince waved his hand: "Step back."
Wang Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Feng Youxi who was not squinting, took a few steps back to the threshold, and quickly left the East Palace.
The prince rubbed his heated temples, his eyes full of smiles, not showing any signs of tiredness after a busy night without a good rest: "Feng Youxi, come here."
Feng Youxi's legs were trembling, and his heart was shaking so much that he could jump out of his throat. He quickly stepped forward and respectfully asked for instructions: "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Inquire about Miss Zhen, when will she go to Duke Chao's Mansion to pay New Year's greetings?"
Feng Youxi's heart dropped into his chest and he said with a smile, "I'll go right now, slave!"
"in addition……"
"Your Highness, please give me your instructions."
The prince paused, still smiling: "Go to the warehouse to get 300,000 taels of silver notes, put them in three boxes, and then go alone to pay New Year's greetings to the father, the queen, the queen, and the concubine."
Feng Youxi's thigh hurt.
It was as if a piece of flesh had been cut off from his thigh.
"Yes, Your Highness."
It's okay. After those three live a thousand lives, don't they still have to pass it on to His Highness the Crown Prince?
The meat is still rotten in the pot.
Thinking of this, Feng Youxi's footsteps became much lighter.
The prince wrote the New Year's greetings while calming down the pain in his body. After finishing the greetings, his mood returned to calmness.
Three hundred thousand taels of silver is nothing. It's time to go out in front of the father and pay the protection fee.
Set a small goal this year to earn three million.
No, make it 30 million!
