Everyone present toasted to Fujiko Jin, "Brother Zijin, please!"
Fujiko Jin's face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot. Looking at the "sincere" faces, he suddenly drank a glass of General Lie.
Fujiko Shin is not particularly old, but he travels around the world doing business, and almost everyone he meets looks down on merchants.
Even the Mudlegs sneered at them. Now that Yang Qian, a royal son and General Hetian, was toasting him, he would be lying if he said he was not impressed.
Tears were shed all at once. Fujiko Jin wiped away his tears and quickly asked everyone to sit down. His breath was a little messy.
"I'm just a businessman. Although I don't know you, you must be rich or noble. It's really embarrassing to ask a general and a county governor to toast me."
This sentence is sincere. Sometimes money can make people happy and can buy a lot of fields and slaves, but it cannot buy respect.
Yang Gan patted him on the shoulder and said seriously, "I dare not forget about my country because of my humble position, so what about merchants? We are all citizens of Daxia, and our patriotism does not distinguish between scholars, farmers, industry, and commerce."
Fujiko Jin scratched his head in embarrassment, but these words still resounded like thunder in King Xia Wen's mind. At this moment, he seemed to see the whole country. Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants lived and worked in peace and contentment, and he had a little bit of identification with Yang Qian's kind. A deviant statement.
"Businessmen can also serve the motherland. Just like this time you went to investigate information and do business on the side. It is actually very dangerous. By the way, how much money did you make this time?" Yang Qian could no longer hold back what he cared about most.
Fujiko Jin broke through in an instant and said with a flattering look on his face, "I'm trying the water this time. The principal is 10,000. Guess how much you made?"
Yang Gan looked at him impatiently and rubbed his fingers.
"This time I brought copper and iron, salt tea, and~~~Five Stone Powder! A total profit of 50,000 gold..."
Yang Gan squinted his eyes and said, "That's it."
Fujiko Jin smiled and said, "There is only so much gold and silver, but there are also a lot of cattle, horses, sheep, and furs. If we sell them all, we will probably receive more than 100,000 gold."
Yang Gan nodded, this makes sense. "By the way, you take the cows to my farm. Your sister and I have already discussed it. From now on, you will sell the things I make. I'll give you nine, what do you think? If it's too little, , can we talk again?”
"I can still get 10% of the profit."
"Nonsense, how much can I give you for one trip? Of course I'll give you a profit, so you sell more and earn more, but don't be too dissatisfied. General Lie has made a lot of money this time."
Fujiko Jin put his fists together with an angry look on his face, "I'm so angry. I brought too little. Those Huns nobles rushed to buy it. They also said that this is the wine that men should drink. After drinking the wine of General Lieutenant, they have already I can’t drink it.”
"What I'm meeting this time is their Right Bone Duhou. If I can sell it to Shanyu Wangting, I think there's no problem in making a profit of dozens of gold."
"You can't reach a thousand miles without taking small steps. Take your time and don't rush."
Maybe it was because he had been hungry for a long time or because he was not used to eating prairie food. When Fujiko Jin went out, he couldn't help but want to come back and have a good meal. After the toast, he sat down and started to feast.
"Huh? Yang Gan, is this beef?" Fujiko Jin looked at the piece of meat on the chopsticks that he had taken a bite of, and said in surprise.
"That's right."
"Here, where did such precious meat come from, and you secretly eat beef jerky?" Fujiko Jin said with a smile.
Nowadays, beef is not rich, and the mansion only supplies Yanggan. Krisna and Belika, after all, have to practice martial arts. It is not enough to just exercise every day without taking supplements.
King Xia Wen wondered, "Don't the laws of Daxia stipulate that you can't eat beef? My little friend is not very rule-abiding."
Yang Qian gave up helplessly, "Eating cows doesn't matter. After the grasslands are unified, you can eat whatever you want. If you see cows eating cows and horses eating horses, I will eat one a day. Just saving is useless." .”
Qu Xiuwen twitched his mouth, "Young Master is so awesome. He even eats one a day."
Xue Kang'an didn't speak at all, and sat down directly, Duoduo, who had just been focusing on drinking and not eating much food, had made a big loss.
King Xia Wen looked at his son dotingly. He had really grown up. His hair had turned white, but his son could already take charge of his own affairs.
"I wonder if you, Uncle Xia, have anything else to do this afternoon?" Yang Gan looked at the three of them with a smile, and he didn't know when Fujiko Jin would send the money.
Only when you see gold can you feel at ease. The reason why you can tell so much to three outsiders today is because of Lao Tian. They are copper and iron merchants, so they might be able to use it.
"Oh, we are about to issue an order to expel guests." King Xia Wen was not happy that I would be kicked out when I came to my son's place. What kind of logic is this? He looked at Tian Zong with a smile.
A bright red crit instantly rose above Tian Zong's head.
He looked at Yang Gan seriously and said, "Master, these three friends of mine will probably stay here for a few days. I think your place is quite convenient..."
"Which eye of yours can easily see here?"
I cursed in my heart, but still said cheerfully on my face, "No problem, let's live here today. By the way, you can't go to the school grounds in the backyard. You can feel free to go anywhere else."
After Yang Gan finished speaking, he raised his legs and was about to leave. Suddenly he thought of something and turned around and said, "What we do here is a three-meal system, breakfast, lunch and dinner. If you don't eat any meal, say hello to the little cotton-padded jacket, otherwise you will have to cook more." It’s time for food.”
The three of them looked at each other. This guy actually didn't follow the etiquette at all. Since ancient times, the two-meal system has been adopted. Even the royal family and the scholar-bureaucrats cannot violate it. If you are hungry at noon, just eat some cakes.
"It has been two meals since ancient times. Young master, you are not afraid of criticism from others by doing this? And you are worth a lot of money. Why do we say hello even if we don't eat?" Qu Xiuwen didn't understand at all.
"Whoever says the rules from ancient times must be correct. Besides, it's none of other people's business how many meals I eat. It has nothing to do with others if I eat one meal a day or ten meals a day. If you want to criticize, just criticize. It's not like eating from someone else's house. Things, I ask you to say hello and don’t waste food.”
"It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work? Farming is not easy for tenant farmers. I have money and I have money. I will spend what I should spend and eat what I should eat, but don't waste it. Food." After Yang Gan finished speaking, he took the two girls back to the inner hall, there were still many things to do.
Krisna and Belika have been in exile for a long time. While they still remember it, they need to seize the time to record it and compile it into a book, as well as the cold weapons, forging methods, military formations and training methods that they have remembered.
I remember that before I traveled through time in my previous life, I bought some ancient military books. It was a pity that I didn’t read them all at that time, otherwise I would have a more comprehensive understanding of military training.
In an instant, the three of them were stunned. Xue Kang'an didn't think anything yet, but Qu Xiuwen was very accomplished in poetry, and he was immediately confused by Yang Qian's poetry.
King Xia Wen kept repeating it, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He didn't expect his son's literary talent to be so outstanding. It was really amazing.
After Yang Gan left, the little cotton-padded jacket blinked at a few people and said weakly, "Dear guests, shall I take you to the wing now?"
"Lead the way~~~!"
The four of them followed the little cotton-padded jacket together, keeping a half-step away from King Xia Wen.
"Huh? What is this?" After arriving in their respective rooms, King Xia Wen looked around the room and soon discovered the existence of the bathroom.
The three people who followed in also looked at everything in the bathroom curiously.
With a smile on his face, the little cotton-padded jacket pointed at the things in the bathroom and introduced them in a show-off manner.
"This is the toilet. After you get out of the toilet, you can just pull the handle on it to flush away the dirt. This is the washbasin. Turn on the switch. After the water is stored, you can wash your face. There is also a switch to drain the dirty water after washing. There is also a switch. There is a bathtub, and there is also a water reservoir above and a stove hole below, so you can take a comfortable hot bath once winter comes.”
King Xia Wen's eyes widened, and he started to operate without saying much. After playing for a few times, he said with great interest, "Where does this water come from? How should the discharged filth be dealt with?"
The little cotton-padded jacket smiled and said, "On top of the house, the master built a reservoir. We just need to fill it up with water every day. It usually doesn't take much, but the master has to bathe every day, so we will fill up the water on his side every day and drain it out." After mixing the dirt and clean water, it can be used to water crops."
"What? Are all the vegetables here grown like this?" King Xia Wen covered his mouth and kept retching, feeling like his stomach was churning.
The faces of Tian Zong and the other two people were also very ugly. If such filth was spread on the vegetables, wouldn't it be the same as eating filth?
The little cotton-padded jacket nodded seriously, "Dear distinguished guests, the young master said that the annual harvest decreases because the fertility in the land is consumed year by year."
"If we can replenish the fertility of the land regularly, it means that we can have good harvests every year. Once everyone in Xia Kingdom fattens in this way, no one will starve to death in the world."
At this point, the little cotton-padded jacket's eyes suddenly turned red, and Tian Zong asked curiously, "What's wrong with the little cotton-padded jacket?"
The little cotton-padded jacket wiped his tears, his young face full of sadness, "It would be better if the young master came earlier, and my parents would not starve to death."
King Xia Wen let out a long sigh, but the tears of a girl could not move his heart, but he still felt sad in his heart and asked, "What exactly is going on?"
The little cotton-padded jacket shook his head, "I'm just a slave. I don't know much about the rest. We will do whatever the master says. There will definitely be no problem in following him."
"Go down."
After sending away the little cotton-padded jacket, King Xia Wen sat down in the room, felt the chair he was sitting on, and looked comfortable.
"Tell me, what happened to my son? Why has he changed so much?"
The three of them looked at each other and Qu Xiuwen said stubbornly, "Your Majesty, this is the blessing of our ancestors. The young master is the best choice in terms of literary talent, military force, and planning."
"Yes, I used to meet the young master every day, but now he actually doesn't recognize me. He even calls me Uncle Xue. In the past, he just called me Goudan."
"Hahahaha~~~!"
