Putting away his mixed thoughts, Zhao An asked Cui Shixiang and others to go to the auction house first, and then went upstairs to invite Qian Yuwei in person.
I knocked on the door and heard a dull reply for a long time, "I'm asleep. Sir, please leave by yourself."
"Miss Qianyu, have you misunderstood something?"
"I don't understand what you mean sir."
"You forgot, I hid someone that night..."
A reminder caused the room to fall into a brief silence. Soon the door opened and Qian Yuwei dragged the person into the room.
She was only focused on being angry and forgot about what happened that night.
How could a young talent who dared to save people from Chen Guogong join his command?
Zhao An said strangely: "Have you figured it out? You don't hate me anymore?"
"It's the little girl who doesn't understand the general situation and brings trouble to the husband."
"I really want to apologize and become a model for me."
"What is a model?"
Qian Yuwei's eyes darkened, Zhao An chuckled, grabbed his little hand and walked away.
When she got on the horse, her face turned red again, because this bastard actually asked her to do such a shameful thing.
Xiu Sanniang's auction house is actually a rouge shop, but this shop is extremely luxurious, catering to the upper class, and has enough space for gatherings.
The huge area was crowded with wealthy businessmen from the city, whispering to each other.
Zhao An gave Qian Yuwei a look, and then went up to the second floor alone.
Qian Yuwei lowered her head and went to Xiu Sanniang. In addition to her, there were several selected girls, all of whom were beauties.
"It's Miss Qianyu!"
"What a beauty!"
Everyone screamed in surprise, and some men even had their eyes gleaming, wishing they could kiss her.
On the stage, Cui Shixiang was happily introducing perfume and soap. The strange effects made everyone stunned.
The well-informed big businessman naturally doesn't believe it.
Qian Yuwei and others sprayed different perfumes, and they floated through the crowd like a catwalk. Suddenly, the fragrance blew, and the various fragrances made everyone go crazy.
The descaling effect of soap is even more eye-opening.
In this era, soap locust made from lard was used, and its effect was not as good as that of this epoch-making product.
As for perfume, there is none.
"Everyone, as long as you can buy a bottle today, we will give priority to supply in the future."
The auction officially begins.
There were ten types of soaps and ten perfumes each, and Zhao An was shocked by the prices!
These landlords are really rich!
The merchants of Daxia belong to lowly status, their business taxes are not high, and they are rich among the people. These people have an unknown amount of wealth.
A bottle of perfume costs a thousand gold, who dares to believe it!
This is still the lowest transaction price, and the highest price is three thousand gold. Just because the fragrances are different, everyone gets what they need.
Ning Xueer carefully recorded the transaction price of the fragrance.
The most popular ones are lilies, roses and orchids, which are really hot items.
After half an hour, the auction ended.
Zhao An made a rough calculation and found that the auction yielded as much as 45,000 gold. I guess the empress would be jealous if she knew about it.
You can't give all of this money to him, but keep part of it as start-up capital.
Xiu Sanniang took Ning Xueer to talk to the owners of the brothel and the rouge shop about the cooperative sales of Seven Dimensions. Every model on the show today would get a piece of soap and a bottle of perfume.
"Incredible..."
Qian Yuwei is still confused until now.
This is not making money, this is stealing money!
However, those merchants still fought hard, and some of the merchants who didn't get it were almost beaten by the madam.
Cui Shixiang was really convinced this time and couldn't help but hug Zhao An's thigh, "Master! This business must be given to the disciples!"
"It depends on whether you will listen or not."
Zhao An originally planned to involve the family behind him. The interests of both parties were tied up and they were forced to take sides. If the interests were not enough, it didn't matter. There was something enough to make the Holy Sect crazy waiting for them.
Next, Zhao An briefly explained his arrangements. Cui Shixiang did not hesitate at all and went directly to the family office in the capital.
Zhao An smiled at Qian Yuwei and said, "Miss Qian Yu, please come and help me too and be my boss in the capital."
"Don't you manage it yourself, sir?"
"I have a lot of things to do and I don't have the energy."
Zhao An slapped his forehead and almost forgot that the purpose of leaving the palace was to make purchases. If he didn't go back, the empress would probably beat someone up.
In the evening, Zhao An, Ning Xueer, who had just returned, joined the purchasing team and returned to the palace.
In the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, the empress looked at the two large boxes of gold in front of her and was stunned for a long time.
She couldn't understand why a little thing could be exchanged for so much gold, which was as much as a county's annual tax revenue!
As everyone knows, this is only half of the gold brought back to the palace, and the remaining half is left to Qian Yuwei and the other to Cui Shixiang for building shops and setting up workshops.
"I have never seen so much money since I came to the throne."
The empress clutched the heavy piece of gold, her emotions extremely complicated.
She was not kidding, the national treasury was empty, the internal affairs treasury was even more empty, the royal family and clan were spreading their branches, spending a lot of money, and every year it was a huge expenditure.
The taxes collected from all over the country seemed to go into the national treasury. In fact, after Concubine Yun's father was killed, the national treasury became Chen Guogong's private treasury without even needing her permission. This was a naked humiliation.
Zhao An looked at her pitiful look and wanted to comfort her, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.
As an emperor who has been deprived of her power, she has been able to survive until now, and her mental endurance is considered good.
"Tomorrow is the day to take care of the old prince. I feel uncomfortable, so please have a drink with me."
The empress' mood did not get better because of the money, but instead became more and more depressed.
Because tomorrow is the day when the old prince dies.
That night, the empress in the Yangxin Palace drank a lot of wine. The alcohol content was not high, but it was enough to make her drunk.
Her face was flushed, and she cried and laughed.
Lao Wang's death is equivalent to taking away the backbone of Daxia. Who can help her rebuild the world in this crumbling country!
"Although you are a bit stupid, but we are grasshoppers on a rope, I will help you kill that old fox."
Zhao An carried the drunken empress into the hibiscus tent, and was suddenly grabbed by her. Her eyes were blurred, her eyelashes were filled with tears, and she was murmuring, "Don't leave me, I have nothing left..."
"I do not go."
Zhao Anxin felt pain, clenched her smooth little hands, and then unconsciously moved her head towards him.
"Where are you?"
The empress closed her eyes and called vaguely: "Don't go, do you hear..."
Zhao An smiled bitterly and squatted beside Long's bed, hugging her head, with extremely complicated emotions.
The original purpose was just to survive in the deep palace, but now he is building a business outside to help her on the one hand, and on the other hand, he also wants to escape from the palace and be free from the world.
If she really leaves the palace one day and faces those old foxes alone, how will this stupid woman survive?
That night, Zhao An did not sleep peacefully while holding her soft and delicate body. The empress moved back and forth in his arms like a restless cat.
Until the sky brightened, she suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had a nightmare.
Seeing that Zhao An was holding him, he unexpectedly did not push him away, but squeezed into his arms again, seeking a moment of peace.
Within the high walls of the huge palace, only this fake eunuch could make her lonely heart feel a sense of security.
