On New Year's Eve, Yu Guang drank most of the night on the roof.
Yu Jing and Yu Xin have been quietly accompanying her.
Yu Xin was okay, but she was miserable from the cold, but Yu Jing caught a cold and lay in bed until the eighth day of the first lunar month.
During this time, merchants were still rushing to Beidi to purchase goods.
Only this time, these merchants were all hosted by Yu Xin.
Compared to the somewhat forceful Yu Jing, Yu Xin is obviously better at communicating with merchants, and even asked her to find out a lot of news about the capital.
For example, their sweaters and woolen yarns have become popular in the city.
A piece of clothing even fetched two to three hundred taels of silver.
This is actually quite normal. The dynasty never lacks rich people.
A casual piece of clothing costs hundreds or even thousands of taels. If things are sold cheaply, it will affect the market.
A group of people came and went in a hurry, and it was February in the blink of an eye. The wool in Yu Guang's warehouse was almost sold out.
There was also news from Hardanbaatar that the cows they bred in late spring last year have now given birth to calves.
Now that the calf has been fed milk for more than two months, it can already deliver milk to Yu Guang.
It's just that he was a little worried. Milk is not easy to store. He was afraid that the milk would go bad after being delivered, so he didn't want it in Yu Guang.
When it comes to wool, Hardanbaatar has indeed reaped the benefits.
Wool costs fifty cents per catty, but no one can afford this stuff.
Last year, those who made at least a dozen silver dollars by selling these junk things, and those who made hundreds of taels directly.
This is different from selling cattle, sheep and livestock, which are sold one at a time.
But as long as they raise cattle and sheep, this benefit will continue year after year.
Therefore, Hardanbaatar became more and more interested in doing business with Yu Guang.
As long as their cows give birth to calves, they produce milk for eight or nine months of the year.
If this thing was forced back, it would easily make the cow sick, so they had to help squeeze it out.
Not to mention the labor cost, the squeezed milk will be thrown away if it is not finished. Now it is naturally a good thing to have the spare time to buy it, but I don’t know how to send it there.
I thought that there would be no reply soon, but I didn't expect that about a month after the letter was sent, Yu Guang actually sent a team of people over.
After these people came, they dispersed to various tribes.
Hardanbaatar originally thought that these people were hiding craftsmanship, but after testing it several times, he found that the people who came were actually ordinary people who wanted to make more money.
They carried many paper bags with them. After collecting the milk, they poured the white powder in the paper bags into the milk and boiled it until the milk turned into light yellow powder.
It is not easy to stir-fry milk powder. It seems that only eight pounds of milk can yield one pound of powder. I just don’t know what is in the paper bag.
Because Hardanbaatelle himself has tried it, but he cannot make milk powder as good-looking as the people from the Central Plains.
Hardanbaatar also sent people to bring back several paper packages, but no matter how they tasted them, they could not find out the secret.
Moreover, those people have a very clear division of labor. After the people at the station produce the powder, there will be dedicated people walking among the major tribes every day to deliver the milk powder away.
These people come here once a day to deliver powder, collect milk powder, and leave money all at once.
Hardanbaatar sent people to observe that the people who took the milk powder were the same as the people who cooked it. They did not look around in their territory, but only concentrated on their work.
Moreover, Yu Guang also made it very clear in the letter that what she talks about in doing business is sincerity and integrity.
If something happens to the tribe where the person who picked up the goods is, the four tribes surrounding the tribe where the accident happened will be implicated.
Although milk may not seem valuable, there is a lot of it!
A cow can produce more than ten kilograms of milk a day, which is equivalent to a cow earning at least fifty cents a day.
In addition to feeding the calf the first three months, the cow can produce milk for an additional six months.
If anyone messed up this business for them, they would definitely send that person to immortality.
Therefore, you will see carriages departing from Jicheng every day. Not long after, another carriage loaded with milk powder will return to Jicheng from the direction of Liao people.
At this time, Emperor Haoxuan was frowning at the carved food box in front of him: "What is this?"
Seeing Emperor Haoxuan's frowning and contemplative look, Quanfu hurriedly opened the box: "This is from Uncle Changbei. It is said to be a new food called milk powder in Beidi. It was inspected by the Imperial Hospital before. , it’s quite clean.”
It is most taboo to eat this kind of food. Taiyuan Hospital had carefully checked it before and said that there was nothing wrong with it, so Quanfu dared to send it to Emperor Haoxuan.
Hearing Uncle Changbei, Emperor Haoxuan couldn't help but snorted coldly: "She has such good intentions, I'm afraid she may have found some job for me again."
This Yu Guang was really bold and actually dared to instruct him to do things.
Hearing Emperor Haoxuan's cold snort, Quanfu understood and asked someone to lift the food box down, and then sent a large envelope to Emperor Haoxuan: "Your Majesty, this is Uncle Changbei's greeting card today. Look at it. ..."
Emperor Haoxuan lost interest in practicing calligraphy and simply threw the pen away: "Look at what I wrote."
He didn't want to be arranged by a minister.
The envelope had several layers, and Quanfu successfully took out a few pieces of letter paper from the outermost layer.
Emperor Haoxuan raised his chin to Quan Fu and said, "Read it."
Quan Fu looked at the letter with some confusion. He felt that His Majesty might not like this letter too much.
But thinking of his own identity, he still read out the title: "Various ways to use milk powder."
As soon as he finished reading the title, Quanfu's voice paused because he found that His Majesty's face had darkened...
This gift from Uncle Changbei is too purposeful!
Then came two thin pieces of letter paper.
Quan Fu held the letter and sent it to Emperor Haoxuan's desk: "Your Majesty, do you still want to read it?"
Emperor Haoxuan snorted: "What's there to watch? Let's see how brave she is."
Quan Fu didn't dare to speak anymore, but opened the last layer of envelope.
After seeing what was inside, Quan Fu couldn't help but hissed: My God, what did I see!
Quan Fu has always been a calm and calm figure, but this strange moment attracted the attention of Emperor Haoxuan: "What's wrong?"
Could it be that something shocking happened out of Yu Guang?
So, women really shouldn’t be given such great rights...:
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Quan Fu put a pile of papers on his desk.
Emperor Haoxuan pursed his lips tightly: "What is this..."
Emperor Haoxuan's voice stopped suddenly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the pile of paper in front of him: This is actually a banknote!
And there was still a thick stack of banknotes. Emperor Haoxuan subconsciously looked at Quanfu.
Quanfu immediately bowed and saluted: "Reply to Your Majesty, the letter said that there are a total of 900,000 taels of silver notes here, and Uncle Changbei said it is the first quarter's dividend."
What does this first quarter mean?
Uncle Changbei had been in Beidi for only half a year, half of which was on the road. In other words, Uncle Changbei actually made more than one million taels of silver in less than three months.
Isn't Uncle Changbei the first female general in the dynasty? Why did he suddenly become the God of Wealth Doll?
