The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 31 Money is rolling in

"Let me think about it." Zhao Tong put on a thoughtful look. His mind was racing, thinking back to the "History of the Song Dynasty" that he had not finished reading. "Oh, there are two things. One is that I will be posthumously crowned king in the first month of next year.

, one thing is that the Queen passed away in August!" He said as if he remembered.

"Ah?! The prince is still alive, how can it be a posthumous title?" Huang Jingchen heard so many strange facts today that his head was full.

"The immortal master saved me and restored my soul, otherwise wouldn't it be a posthumous title?" Zhao Tong said angrily.

"Oh, the old slave made a mistake. Let's see if these things will happen next year. Then won't we know whether the things in the dream are true or false?" Huang Jingchen said with some fear.

This old man is quite capable. He doesn't know if his time travel will change the current history. Zhao Tong doesn't have any confidence in his heart, but he is not worried. Anyway, he is a child and he is talking about a dream. Even if it changes, what can he do?

So, don’t you just want to change history?

"Well, this is the only way for now. From now on, Uncle Huang will have to worry more about the affairs in the house!" Zhao Tong said with a wry smile.

"Your Majesty, please stop following this old slave!" Huang Jingchen smiled even more bitterly than Zhao Yu. He stood up and bowed and said, "This old slave has been in the palace since he was a child. He was considered to be a leader when he reached the rank of Vice-President of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but he was defeated by Yang Jian.

In that guy's hands, if it hadn't been for the imperial concubine's rescue, I wouldn't be alive until now. The old slave has secretly made up his mind to repay this great kindness. Now that the imperial concubine has entrusted His Highness to the old slave's care, I will entrust my life to the prince.

!" He said, knelt down and gave a big salute.

"Uncle Huang!" Zhao Tong hurriedly helped me, but the old man was determined to kowtow, so he pulled him twice and did not pull him up. Zhao Tong simply knelt down, "Uncle Huang, you have taken great care of me since you left the palace.

I see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart, I have always regarded you as my elder, please don't do this!" He said in fear, kneeling back and forth is extremely offensive to a modern person.

"Prince" Huang Jingchen still kowtowed the head to express his loyalty and he would never treat the prince like a child again.

Now that the words had been spoken, the master and the servant had a long talk, got to know each other in a friendly atmosphere, discussed the future development of the palace, discussed the current problems, unified their opinions and reached a consensus.

.Huang Jingchen gained the prince's absolute trust and continued to preside over the work. As long as he worked hard, he would have hope for happiness in the rest of his life. And Zhao Taoping had a right-hand assistant. Huang Jingchen's experience and knowledge were unmatched by a modern man like him.

It's not like they can replace Jianxi. In the end, a win-win situation was formed, and both master and servant were happy.

Zhao Tong finally let go of his worries. With Huang Jingchen in front of him to protect him from the wind and rain, he didn't have to be the one who got shot. He could avoid the open and secret arrows from all sides and plan his own big events. What's even more beautiful was that he could continue.

Pretend to be a fool and enjoy your happy childhood!

As the twelfth lunar month approaches, the weather becomes even colder, and the vegetables in the greenhouse are already ripe. The first batch of vegetables is picked, which weighs five to six hundred kilograms. Except for some retained by the house, they are all sent to the capital for sale instead of being sold in the capital.

A vegetable leaf is sold locally and even in the city.

"High official, this is incredible," the chief steward Zheng Fu shouted as soon as he entered Huang Jingchen's door.

"Why are you panicking? It's such a big deal. Could it be that the Yellow River has burst?" Huang Jingchen said with a frown.

"Hehe, it's a good thing to be a high official. How much do you think the vegetables in the greenhouse cost?" Zheng Fu said with excitement.

"Hmph, I can tell from the look on your face that you sold a lot, maybe five hundred guan!" Huang Jingchen said.

"Haha, sir, you are too conservative. We only sold gourds for 500 guan, and more than 500 kilograms of vegetables for more than 2,000 guan. At first, we sold cucumbers for 5 guan per kilogram. Later, people became more and more popular.

As more and more came, we sold them for 500 yuan a piece, and they were all robbed!" Zheng Fu, the chief steward, was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Ah?!" It would be great if the five hundred kilograms of vegetables could be sold for five guan in the summer, but now they have more than a hundred times more.

"The prince is really clever. He said that these vegetables can be sold for at least two thousand guan in Beijing. I didn't believe it at the time. I thought that even the repayment was not enough. I didn't expect it to be true. Those who didn't buy it all put down their deposits and rushed to buy them.

I want it!" Zheng Fu shook his head and said, "Sir, I think the vegetables in the greenhouse can still be picked for a few crops. If they are sold at this price, the income from the prince's greenhouse can be compared to our one-year rent of a hundred hectares of land!

"

"Oh, the prince is not a mortal!" Huang Jingchen said with emotion, and now he no longer had any doubts about the prince's encounter with the immortal.

Being able to grow fresh vegetables in winter would definitely be regarded as auspicious if people in the court knew about it, but now was not the time to publicize it widely. He had to tell Zheng Fu: "You just need to remember to follow the prince and follow the prince's words."

If we do it, we will have a good life, but remember that these things must not be spread to outsiders. If anyone asks, just say that they were planted by the servants in the mansion by accident, and never let outsiders know that the prince did it!"

"Don't worry, manager, I know how to do it. This time I went to Beijing to follow the prince's instructions and rented a shop to sell vegetables on Mahang Street in the capital. The people I hired were all from outside the city. Even if they wanted to ask, they couldn't find out.

Where did the goods come from?" Zheng Fu said with a smile.

"Well, it's better to be careful!" Huang Jingchen nodded and said, "The next batch of goods is ready. Send someone to the greenhouse to load the truck immediately and set off overnight. Don't delay!"

"Yes, I will go there myself. The vegetables that the prince is growing are simply money trees. I have to keep an eye on them to prevent them from ruining them!" Zheng Fu muttered as he stepped back and led others to load the car.

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Zheng Fu happily led two servants to the garden. They could smell the aroma of meat from a distance. When they came closer, they saw that the prince was leading the boys to barbecue in the pavilion, with red charcoal fire on top.

A sheep was being groomed, a boy kept shaking the iron drill that was used to dress the sheep, the prince kept spreading seasonings, and the others gathered in a circle, swallowing their saliva.

"Second Master, we are back. The vegetables are all sold out. Let's load the second cart!" Zheng Fu stepped forward and saluted.

"How much did it cost?" Zhao Tong asked without raising his head.

"Second Master, you have made a lot of money. One cart of vegetables sold for more than 2,300 yuan. Our food supply exceeds demand!" Zheng Fu said with a smile on his face, but the prince's words surprised him again.

"Damn it, I lost money on the sale. If I had known earlier, the price should have been set higher, and the price of the next batch of vegetables will be increased by 10%!" Zhao Tong said.

"Second Master, but I've already received the deposit, why don't we raise the price!" Zheng Fu said hurriedly upon hearing this. After selling for so much money and claiming to have lost money, how much does the prince want to earn?

"Well, you are an experienced businessman, and you are confused no matter how rare things are. Now it is a seller's market, and our goods are unique. You can only say that the goods are tight, but there is no guarantee that the next batch will be available.

Let them think they can't buy it no matter how much money they spend, so we can raise the price. We can't raise the price even after you've collected the deposit. It will also leave them with the impression that there's more than enough. You've failed to do this!

"Zhao Tong handed the seasoning jar to Zhao Xin and said, patting the seasoning stuck on his hand.

"Second Master, what should we do?"

"What should I do? It's cold salad. You have to be trustworthy. If you pay the deposit, don't sell the remaining vegetable leaves. Tell others that the goods are out of stock. You have to wait a few days for what you want!" Zhao Tong thought.

He thought about it and said.

"How long do you want them to wait?" Zheng Fu, who is really a down-to-earth person, asked again.

"Tell them it's possible, and then you'll raise the price when the next batch of food arrives!"

"Second Master, the price of vegetables is already high enough. If the price increases again, will anyone still want it?"

"Stupid, can people who can afford four or five pounds of vegetables be ordinary people? What they want is face. The more expensive you sell it, the more face you buy, and they will buy it no matter how high the price is.

Yes, you don’t have to worry about this!” Zhao Tong taught him a lesson, saying that he had seen many of these people take advantage of him in his previous life, and he wanted to save face and suffer the consequences.

"Yes, yes, I have learned a lesson. It turns out that money can be made in this way!" Zheng Fu was taught a few words by the young prince. Not only did he not feel embarrassed, but he felt that he had learned another trick, which made him feel good.

"Old Zheng, with the money you earn from selling vegetables this time, please arrange to make new clothes for everyone in the house during the Chinese New Year. The materials should be good!" Zhao Tong thought for a moment and then said, "In addition, I will give everyone an extra month.

We will give you wages and some benefits so that everyone can have a good year, and those of us who grow vegetables will receive a special reward of twenty guan each!"

"Let me thank Second Master on behalf of everyone!" Zheng Fu bowed and said, "Second Master, you have to make it clear what welfare is so that I can arrange for people to purchase it!"

"Well, welfare is not a thing, it is also a thing." Zhao Yu was confused by Zheng Fu. There was no word welfare in this era. "It just buys some meat, rice and noodles, and distributes them to everyone. Everyone is the same, as long as the government

Everyone here has a share, and no one is allowed to be left behind, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand, I must do it well and let everyone know the grace of the second master!" Zheng Fu said this from the bottom of his heart. He had been working as a servant for so many years, and this was the first time he saw his master not only making new clothes for the servants during the New Year,

, and also processed money to distribute things.

Don't underestimate the traditional money of the Song Dynasty. During the Daguan period, the traditional money could buy a live pig, one stone of white rice, and an acre of low-grade farmland in a remote place. Twenty guans can be said to be a lot of money. Of course you can't.

Compared with Cai Jing, it's just a few crab roe buns.

"Second Master, are you really going to give us money?" The boys around them gathered around when they heard that they were going to be given bonuses. Zhao Ren asked in disbelief. They all sold their bodies to the government and only had to eat and wear clothes.

Clothes, no wages.

"Of course, you are the one who grows the vegetables and it is the hardest work. Of course you have to share the money from the sale. Are you still afraid that money will bite you?" Zhao Tong said with a smile, "Old Zheng, give them the money first.

, they are afraid that I will fool them, and they will not be able to sleep at night!"