Ever since she witnessed Qin Feng's sugar-making technology and his unexpected publicity strategy at Prince Ji's palace, Liu Hongyan had admired Qin Feng's business acumen.
But after hearing Qin Feng's words, he still couldn't help but mutter: "Lack of money? Qin Feng, are you a little too greedy? This sugar can be sold for tens of thousands of taels of silver, plus you are a disciple from Beijing these days. The money you got from me is not enough? What do you need so much money for?"
Qin Feng did not show off this time and became serious for the first time: "Sister, do you really want to know?"
Liu Hongyan shrugged and said, "It depends on whether you want to say it or not."
Qin Feng took a deep breath. Anyway, if Liu Hongyan can't be trusted, then no one in the world is worthy of Qin Feng's trust. He immediately blurted out: "Buy a gold belt!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Hongyan was surprised and even more confused: "The golden belt was given to you by the saint, why do you have to spend money to buy it? Besides, this is a royal weapon, how can it be measured by money?"
Qin Feng waved his hand and sighed: "Anyone in this world can be vulgar, but saints cannot. Only by being extremely vulgar can a saint govern such a large country. This golden belt was not given by a saint, but I bought it with money. Now that the war in Beidi is approaching, it is the time when money is most needed. At this juncture, the saint has put me in the most conspicuous position. Isn't one of his intentions obvious? To let me get the money."
Liu Hongyan was stunned when she heard Qin Feng's opinion.
She never dreamed that Qin Feng, who had always been crazy, would think so deeply about the affairs of the court.
Over the years, in order to help her father solve problems, Liu Hongyan spent a lot of time studying court matters, but compared with Qin Feng, she seemed so naive.
Apart from being surprised, Liu Hongyan was also very pleased. At least these words proved Qin Feng's ability, which is what the son of the Qin family should be like.
Liu Hongyan bit her thin lips lightly, and looked at Qin Feng no longer as a simple stinky brother, but with a hint of dependence on the men of the Qin family: "How much money do you need?"
Qin Feng did not answer immediately, but counted with his fingers: "80,000 taels of sugar, plus the money blackmailed from Li Rui and others, and the 200,000 taels of silver that Gao Song is about to send. I spent a lot of money on going to the Wuhu Restaurant, and I still have five hundred thousand taels of silver in my hand..."
"Ah?! You have so much money!" Liu Hongyan couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although my father's annual salary is more than 300,000 taels of silver, but raising such a large family, plus the wear and tear of various carriages and horses, he can only have at most 10,000 taels of silver left a year.
After Liu Hongyan's careful calculation, all the Qin family's accounts now totaled less than 400,000 taels of silver.
As a result, Qin Feng spent a few days wandering around in Kyoto circles, and actually ended up with one hundred thousand taels more than the entire assets of the Qin family...
Oh my gosh!
Is this brat born to make money? This wealth is growing too fast.
Seeing Liu Hongyan's reaction, Qin Feng shrugged and said that he was still poor: "It's only five hundred thousand taels. Sister, what are you excited about?"
Liu Hongyan laughed angrily: "Just repay half a million taels?!"
Qin Feng spread his hands and counted them one by one for Liu Hongyan: "Launch a foreign war, and it is foreseeable that this war will be highly intense. Even if it is calculated on a half-year cycle, just the flowers on the battlefield will The lost money would cost 50 million taels of silver, which is still the most conservative estimate.
"Moreover, the Beidi battlefield is located in a remote location, and the loss of transporting grain and grass is extremely serious. When transporting a pound of grain, five to ten pounds of grain will be lost on the way. In addition, there are mobilization, organization of troops, pre-war training, and various weapons and equipment. Building, hoarding of strategic materials.”
"Conservative estimates suggest that this war will cost tens of millions of taels of silver."
"I threw these five hundred thousand taels of silver in, and I couldn't even hear a sound."
Liu Hongyan covered her mouth. She only knew that people would die in war, but she didn't expect that the consumption of money would be so terrible. This was not a war, it was clearly a fight for money.
There's just one thing that Liu Hongyan can't figure out: "The war in Beidi is a national event. Even if you spend money, it will be supported by the national treasury. It's not your turn to pay for it privately, right?"
If he didn't have to pay, how could Qin Feng pretend to be fat?
The bullshit has been blown out, and now even if Qin Feng retreats, the saint will not let Qin Feng go.
When I think of meeting the Holy Spirit for the first time, Hu Tianhaidi kept talking nonsense and promised two soldiers and horses, and my head was buzzing.
Qin Feng couldn't explain all the stakes here to Liu Hongyan, so he could only pick out the important ones.
"From now on, I have to throw money into it. It is estimated that it won't be long before the saints start to reach out to me. If I can't come up with the money, the consequences will be serious. Sugar is one of my important sources of income now. It must be We need to get back on track as soon as possible.”
Seeing Qin Feng brushing aside his usual carelessness and being so serious, Liu Hongyan knew the seriousness of the matter and said nothing more: "How much sucrose raw material is needed?"
Qin Feng did a simple calculation and blurted out: "Ten thousand catties."
Liu Hongyan knew that Qin Feng had always had a big appetite, but she didn't expect that he could scare people to death with just one mouthful: "Ten thousand jins? Are you kidding! The sucrose production area was affected by the disaster and the output dropped sharply. Where can I find so many raw materials for you? ? Moreover...the main cane sugar channels in Beijing are controlled by large sugar merchants, especially the Jiang family."
"Trying to take food from the Jiang family's mouth is a fantasy. Behind the Jiang family, there is the shadow of the second prince."
As early as when Qin Feng was preparing to get involved in the sugar industry, he had already found out that the Jiang family had indeed monopolized Kyoto's cane sugar channels by relying on the second prince's background.
Moreover, this second prince seems to be extremely short of money, and he is more or less involved in various money-making businesses in the capital.
Lack of money means that a lot of money is needed, and the most expensive aspect is cultivating one's own power. It seems that the second prince is not willing to just be a "prince".
Qin Feng didn't care whether he was a prince or not, as long as he blocked his way to make money, he had to be kicked away.
"Don't worry about the Jiang family's affairs. I'll just make contact myself. Sister, just send someone to cut off the cane sugar raw materials on the official road. No matter what method you use, transport the raw materials back to our house."
Seeing Qin Feng's resolute attitude, Liu Hongyan no longer hesitated and turned around to do it.
As for the second prince, Qin Feng knew very well that sooner or later he would run into him.
Whether the collision caused a bloody head or caused some other sparks, now is not the time to worry.
The top priority right now is just one word - money!
