Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

Dayan Imperial City, Huanshui Manor.

"The tobacco industry loses money in winter, 10 taels of gold."

"The wine industry is losing money in winter, 12 taels of gold."

"Tea loss in winter, 6 taels of gold."

"The silk leaves are profitable in winter, 24 taels of gold."

"Since the incense industry has not yet developed, it will not be included in the profit and loss for the time being. Therefore, the four industries combined have lost four taels of gold."

Xiao Ren was wearing casual clothes, wearing a hematite chainmail, a medium-grade magic weapon knife on his waist, and holding a splint to report.

"Um…"

Mu Hanchan responded lightly.

Then he said: "Ask the three stewards why the properties they manage are losing money."

Upon hearing that this meant accountability, the expressions of the three people immediately changed, but the silk industry housekeeper looked complacent.

"Manager, the reason why the tobacco leaves are losing money is that an official ordered a batch of tobacco leaves privately before. However, when the delivery day came, there was a little bit of news and he didn't want it anymore. As a result, this batch of tobacco leaves missed the best selling period, so we had to Dealt with the sale.

Hence the losses. "

A steward in uniform said that his uniform was the uniform stipulated and issued by the Ministry of Household Affairs of the Great Yan Empire.

"Why did you sell it to officials? According to imperial law, officials cannot purchase tobacco leaves, nor can they purchase any products whose basic unit of measurement is gold." Xiao Ren asked.

"This, of course, is to open up the joints so that we can do better business."

"But did you get through? Not only did you not get through, but it made your arm numb from the shock?"

"Yes, that's my question."

Xiao Ren asked again: "Why is the wine industry losing money?"

"There was a shortage of some wine in the winter, so I used the lees stored in the summer, but in a hurry, I didn't find that it had deteriorated due to the high temperature, so I prepared more than a dozen carts of bad wine, so I lost twelve taels of gold."

The wine butler replied.

"I understand."

Xiao Ren replied and asked the tea steward: "Why is the tea industry losing money?"

"I told the manager, it's because the season has passed. The best time for tea is before Ming Dynasty and before rain. However, these two seasons have already passed in the first half of the year."

"Then you can tidy up and collect the tea seeds. Also, why didn't you store more?"

"The manpower is limited, and I couldn't guarantee that the tea leaves in the first half of the year would still be well preserved in winter, so I sold them early. Moreover, in the first half of the year, the tea industry was the most profitable among the four major industries of the manor."

Mu Hanchan said: "Okay, okay."

"Master, what should I do?" Xiao Ren asked.

"I already understand the general situation. The tobacco and alcohol stewards will each be fined one quarter of their salary, the tea steward will not be fined, and the silk steward will be rewarded three taels of gold." Mu Hanchan said.

"Thank you, owner of the village!" The steward of the silk industry thanked him very loudly and loudly.

"Please call me Master from now on," Xiao Ren said.

"Thank you young master for the reward!"

The steward of the silk industry once again expressed his thanks loudly and loudly, which made the two stewards of tobacco and alcohol who were punished very unhappy and turned purple in the face.

"By the way, Xiao Ren."

"what happened?"

"Go ahead and tell me that we will have a holiday on the [-]rd of the twelfth lunar month, and the manor will resume work on the [-]th of the lunar month."

Xiao Ren was puzzled for a moment, then asked in confirmation: "It's such a long vacation?"

"Well, do as I say."

"Okay, sir."

After Mu Hanchan left, the two tobacco and alcohol housekeepers complained bitterly: "I was fined a quarter of my salary for coming up. How cruel!"

"Okay, how much is your salary in the first quarter? How much loss did you make?"

the tea steward asked.

"Then it's not entirely our fault."

"So I won't punish you all."

"Do you think a manor as big as his can earn 15 taels of gold in a year if it loses money in spring, summer, and autumn and winter?"

"I should have earned a total of twelve taels this year."

"Then what does he want? Other people's estates are all about making money, and they are all based on one hundred taels of gold a year."

The tea steward said: “Taking the scale of this manor as an example, those who make a hundred taels of gold a year are all illegal businesses.

If normal profits were to be made, the scale would at least be ten times larger, requiring three thousand acres of land, and a year of hard work to get a hundred taels of gold.

This manor is actually profitable.

Doing business involves losses and losses, and there are many uncertainties.

Moreover, he handed over the entire industry to our professional managers. He didn’t care too much about it, so he couldn’t make a lot of money. "

"Maybe people don't rely on this manor to make money at all?" the wine steward said casually.

Butler Yan answered: "What is the identity of this young master?"

"Then I don't know." The tea steward finally replied.

As for the steward of the silk industry, after receiving the reward, he left to go to the imperial city to enjoy himself, without talking to the three of them.