Silver?
Shen Youchu began to think about how many millions of taels of silver she now had.
Since this is the first business she has personally invested in, she must make it bigger and stronger!
Not only must it be sold all over Daxing, but also all over the world!
Just when Shen Youchu was immersed in his lofty ideals, Ning Wuhuang pointed at his face.
"10% dry stock, as long as Miss Shen is willing to reward you with a thin noodle."
What?
Shen Youchu seemed to understand.
Zhou Jingxian was even more confused.
Ning Wuyan knew that it would be difficult for these two people to understand what they wanted to do just by talking about it, so he just took them to practice it.
"Princess Xian, can you please collect some saltpeter and send it to Zhangjiazhuang? It doesn't need to be much, just a hundred kilograms."
Saltpeter belongs to the stone part of traditional Chinese medicine. Whether it is saltpeter or raw saltpeter, it is bitter, cold and non-toxic.
It is mainly used to treat accumulated heat in the five internal organs, gastric distension and obstruction, breaking up accumulation and dispersing hardness. It can also be held in the throat to treat closed throat. In addition, it is an essential medicinal material for treating cold due to summer heat, cholera, vomiting and gonorrhea, as well as various headaches and toothaches.
As a result, during this season, the demand for saltpeter in various medical clinics increased. Every month, several ships from Lingnan would be filled with saltpeter wrapped in oilcloth.
And since the saltpeter mine is under the name of King Kang, the general manager of the saltpeter sales in Jinling will never take advantage of others.
It is not difficult for Zhou Jingxian, whose family owns a mine, to temporarily borrow one hundred kilograms of saltpeter from the chief steward.
"I will go to the city now to ask Steward Stone. Regardless of whether there is any, I will definitely bring a hundred kilograms of saltpeter back to Mr. Ning before dawn."
When Zhou Jingxian learned about this money-making recipe, it was indeed related to medicine as Youchu said, and she also felt that this was a business that could make a lot of money.
Especially saltpeter mines. In addition to the father's fiefdom in Daxing, the other two mines directly supply the Taiyuan Hospital.
Only my father can do this business!
She is naturally more positive than anyone else.
Ning Wuhuang never doubted Zhou Jingxian's attitude of wanting to make money. He glanced at the warm tea in Shen Youchu's hand that he was not drinking.
The latter offered it with a smile and joked: "Mr. Ning, what do you think you look like to me now?"
"Gold?"
"No! Money tree!"
Shen Youchu held his chin in his hands and looked at Ning Wuyan's eyebrows carefully.
How can a person who is obviously very good-looking exude a dazzling light like gold?
Yeah...her eyes...can't look at her anymore, otherwise she will become a nymphomaniac again.
Shen Youchu quickly looked away, wondering how she could use her face to buy shares.
Thinking again that Jingxian was not present, Mr. Ning had to waste time saying it again afterwards.
Forget it.
Tomorrow she would be able to witness the miracle created by Mr. Ning, so why not wait all night?
…
"The moon reaches the top of the willow trees, and people make appointments after dusk..."
Boss Zhao listened to his cousin's son reciting Ning Wuchang's poems in the yard next door, and an unknown fire arose in his heart.
boom!
He placed the wine cup in his hand firmly on the table and ordered the boy next to him: "Go to Zhangjiazhuang to inquire."
Strange.
In the evening, Ning Wuyan notified the surrounding villages to recruit workers and went to clear the weeds and wild trees on the mountain early tomorrow morning. Judging from the situation, he must be preparing to clear the barren mountains, reclaim wasteland, and prepare to plant flowers.
One hundred acres of mountainous land and one hundred acres of wasteland are not difficult to manage for those who dig in the soil all year round.
In addition, Ning Wuhuang's salary was relatively high. The handyman paid 20 cents to take care of two meals, and the children could get 10 cents to take care of their meals.
Not to mention strong labor.
"In this situation where people are united and Mount Tai can move, he can cook those mountains and wastelands in a day, and then he has to divide the land boundaries, which areas should be planted with seasonal flowers and which areas with off-season flowers."
"He doesn't want to buy flowers, and he doesn't dig an ice cellar. If he wants to plant flowers out of season, he must at least come to his cousin to inquire about the price of ice cubes. The rich kids and resellers in Jinling who want to order perfume all sell the perfume on the black market to 20%. There are already more than a hundred taels a bottle, is he really not in a hurry to make money?"
Boss Zhao used to feel more uncomfortable when he saw Ning Wuhuang making money than when he lost money.
Now seeing Ning Wuxu being so calm, having fun with those officials, ladies and students, regardless of making money and doing business, this is even more uncomfortable than him cutting off his flesh.
If Ning Wuhao doesn't make money, how can he follow suit?
Besides, hiring workers to water those flowers every day is a huge expense.
My cousin's village is not far from Zhangjiazhuang.
A round trip on horseback takes less than two sticks of incense.
Soon, the boy who went to Zhangjiazhuang to inquire about news came back.
Boss Zhao put down the glass of wine in his hand and stepped forward to greet him, asking anxiously: "How's it going? Has Ning Wuchang ever yearned for the people in Zhangjiazhuang and asked about ice sales nearby?"
The boy was panting heavily from the heat and could not speak. He simply shook his head like a rattle.
Don't ask about selling ice.
He went to Zhangjiazhuang and found out that Ning Wuxu had started eating, drinking and having fun since he entered Zhangjiazhuang.
After dinner, I took Miss Shen's family to the pond to fish.
Later, Miss Ji's family and three other ladies from Ning's family joined. The group had a basket of fish and crabs and were making supper.
Ning Wuyang cooked the food himself, and he could smell the delicious food while standing on the hillside two miles away.
"Forget it if he didn't come to my cousin's house, he didn't even ask about selling ice?!"
Boss Zhao found it incredible.
Don't look at Ning Wuchang's calmness, but he doesn't want to make money if he has money.
But he couldn't afford it.
"Master, Boss Qin sent someone to ask if he could lend him 10,000 taels of silver for turnover. He can't sell the flowers he has in hand. I'm seriously ill again and urgently need money to buy medicine."
A boy broke in with a panic look on his face.
"Boss Qin said that if the master doesn't want to borrow it, he can only ask the Ning family if they are willing to help him."
Damn Qin Shusheng!
Boss Zhao was so angry that he threw the wine glass into the yard, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, spinning back and forth.
Qin Shusheng is the owner of the second largest flower house in Jinling. Although Zhao's flower house has many varieties and a wide area, it is more than twice that of Qin's flower house.
But in the field of off-season flowers, Qin’s Flower House has been tending to surpass Zhao’s Flower House since last year.
"I expected that there would be disunity, but I didn't expect that Qin wanted to be the rat shit that ruined the whole pot of porridge!"
Boss Zhao stopped and looked to the southeast where Zhangjiazhuang was located, grinding his back molars viciously.
We must not let Qin take the lead.
If Qin was allowed to fill the gap for Ning Wuhuang's out-of-season flowers, all his inventory would have to be lost, and from now on, his position as the leader of the flower industry would have to be handed over to the Qin family!
"Prepare the car, I'm going to Zhangjiazhuang to visit Ning Wuyan!"
Boss Zhao had to admit it.
In terms of timing, he lost to Ning Wuhuang.
Ning Wuhuang is sitting on those perfumes that will not be reduced in price, and can make perfumes at any time, making a sure profit.
But the flowering period couldn't wait, so Ning Wuhao spent all his money and came back to beg him for favors.
Boss Zhao feels that although the situation is not in his favor, he is still not in a hurry to reveal the reserve price if he goes tonight.
It's better to find out what Ning Wuxu's plan is first, and then come back to discuss with his cousin how to make more money in this fight.
He doesn't have to make money by selling flowers, but the shortfall must be made up from the price of ice.
You can lose to your colleagues, but you must not lose to Zhao's Flower House!
