"Sanchao, Sanchao!"
Xiang Chong was so embarrassed that he finally couldn't bear it and ended his first court appearance after ascending the throne early.
"Your Majesty returns to the palace." Eunuch Chen chanted.
"Farewell to Your Majesty."
The voices of the civil and military officials were sparse, even less lively than the long live shouts they gave when they went to court.
Xiang Chong didn't care about these little things, he just wanted to escape from the scene.
"Comrades, I take my leave."
Fan Li bowed his hands and said goodbye to the ministers.
"Congratulations to the Prime Minister!!!"
This time, it was as uniform as a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and the momentum was like a rainbow!
Fan Li smiled and walked out of the Golden Palace with his head held high.
Fan Mansion.
Jiangshan Pavilion.
Back home, Fan Li was still busy.
As the Duke of Jin and the Prime Minister of Chu, and in charge of the government affairs of the court, Fan Li was naturally responsible for everything.
The Jinluan Hall in the palace is no longer the place where state affairs are really handled, Fan Mansion Jiangshan Pavilion is.
Next to the desk, there is a pile of "hills" piled high, which is the official business that Fan Li has to deal with today.
Fan Li had become accustomed to it. He calmly sat down and took out a piece of official business and started to deal with it.
Time passed little by little, and when the sun set, the servants of Fan Mansion lit the candlesticks and hung up the night pearls.
The lights in Jiangshan Pavilion were brightly lit, even covering the lights of the palace!
"Hello?"
"Hey Hey hey?"
"Um...Fan Li, are you busy?"
Fan Li had just put down an official document when he heard a familiar voice.
Is it Xiang Ning?
He looked down and saw that the sound was indeed coming from the Chenyuan Necklace.
"Your Majesty, is there something wrong? I am currently handling government affairs."
"oh……"
Hearing that he was busy with business, Xiang Ning responded and seemed a little frustrated.
Fan Li thought everything was fine and continued working.
But only after a while, Xiang Ning's voice came again.
"are you still busy?"
Fan Li couldn't laugh or cry.
He glanced at the desk and saw that there was still one third of unprocessed official business.
But Fan Li replied: "Well, I'm almost done."
"Then you chat with me... ah no, let's talk about government affairs?"
Where Fan Li couldn't see, a shy blush appeared on Xiang Ning's face.
"yes."
Fan Li also felt that this request was reasonable and started to report immediately.
"This year's grain harvest is a good thing. However, the weather has been good in recent years, and there is no shortage of grain in Chu. As a result, it is difficult for farmers to sell their grain, and the price is low."
"The low price of grain hurts farmers. Once people think that farming cannot meet their survival needs, they will give up their fields and turn to other industries. Such as industry, commerce, military, or even become bandits."
"Agriculture is the cornerstone of the country. We must maintain a sufficient population of farmers so that they can continue to cultivate and produce food in the fields, otherwise the country will be in chaos."
"What should I do!?"
Xiang Ning's talk about government affairs was originally just an excuse.
But after listening to Fan Li's long speech, she realized that just the issue of food prices and sales had such major hidden dangers, and she immediately became worried!
"Your Majesty, don't worry, I have already found a solution."
"I heard that Dahan is experiencing a drought this year and is in short supply of food. Our surplus grain in Dachu can be exported to Dahan."
"The minister has just set the price for exporting grain. After taking into account farmers' income, export tariffs, transportation costs and other factors, the price is higher than the general market price of grain."
Xiang Ning felt dizzy after hearing this, and it took him a long time to understand Fan Li's words.
She said in surprise: "Our food is very expensive? Can the people over there accept it?"
Fan Li smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I have a response strategy. I am going to send people to Dahan to advertise this batch of grain for export to Dahan first."
"Advertising?"
This word was so new that Xiang Ning couldn't understand it.
"Yes."
"For example, I packaged the rice from Chu State as royal tribute rice."
"Only the outer packaging of each bag of rice is printed with a large word 'Xiang' to correspond to the royal family name."
"In addition, next to the word 'Xiang', there is also the famous saying of Taizu Overlord, 'Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world'!"
"This sentence can give consumers a psychological hint that they can be as powerful as the Overlord of Chu by eating Da Chu's royal tribute rice."
Xiang Ning was stunned.
It took her a long time to come back to her senses and murmured: "Isn't this... a lie?"
Fan Li smiled and said, "Where is the lie? The rice your Majesty eats on daily basis is grown by farmers in Da Chu. The rice in Da Chu is indeed the royal tribute rice."
"Oh, but can the people of Han Dynasty accept more expensive food with advertising alone?" Xiang Ning asked worriedly.
"Of course it's not that simple, so I still have options."
The smile on Fan Li's face became even brighter.
"This time the food exported to Han Dynasty is planned to be divided into preferential edition, hardcover edition and limited edition."
Xiang Ning couldn't understand.
What's the meaning?
"Taking advantage of the export opportunity, I plan to process a batch of domestic old grain. The so-called preferential version refers to the oldest old grain. If you don't eat it, it will get worms, so the preferential version has the lowest price. I can guarantee that the price will be the same as that of ordinary people." acceptable."
But it’s still more expensive than Chu State, and it tastes worse, right?
Xiang Ning was thinking in her heart, but didn't dare to say it.
"As for the hardcover version, it is the new grain harvested this year. The price is naturally higher. Only those from families with rich peasants or above can afford it."
"Then what is the limited edition? It must...must be more expensive, right?" Xiang Ning couldn't help but ask.
"Hahaha, it's more than expensive? Your price is as good as gold."
At this point, Fan Li couldn't help laughing.
"Compared to gold? How can this be sold!?" Xiang Ning said in surprise.
"This is not difficult. I will publicize it and say that the limited edition grain is not produced by ordinary farmers, but a group of spiritual cultivators who personally go to the fields to cultivate it."
"I believe that the food grown by immortal cultivators will arouse the interest of the wealthy people in the Han Dynasty. When the time comes, they will spend a lot of money to buy it. Maybe the limited edition food I prepared is not enough to sell."
Xiang Ning opened his mouth in surprise, but it was a pity that Fan Li couldn't see it.
It took her a long time to say: "...this...this is always a lie, right?"
Immortal cultivators farm?
Simply unheard of.
And as the Emperor of Chu, she always felt that Fan Li's false propaganda was detrimental to the face of the Chu country.
Fan Li said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I never lie to others, everything is the truth."
"There are really cultivators in Chu State?!" Xiang Ning was confused.
No way?
This is simply a waste of talent!
Even a body-refining practitioner at the lowest level is an excellent soldier, so why let him plow the land?
Fan Li explained: "Your Majesty, the Three Kingdoms have been without war for many years, and our Chu army has long had the practice of farming. In addition, the weather has been good in recent years, and the army has a surplus of grain. Every year, Fan's Trading Company is entrusted to help sell it, and the income is Use it as military supplies."
Xiang Ning understood.
The officers and soldiers of Dachu practiced cultivation to a greater or lesser extent, and the food they grew was, of course, the food grown by the cultivators.
It's just that Fan Li is too good at packaging, right?
"Lying is not a real skill. Packaging the truth into a myth is Fan Li's skill." Xiang Ning said in his heart.
