Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 140 Little Grandpa Is Really Considerate

After Xie Zhiyun recovered, within two days, she was busy again.

Among the Eight States, Linyan, which is located in the north, is a relatively famous cotton-producing area in the South. Every July, cloth merchants from North Vietnam and South Chen will flock to buy a large amount of cotton for the winter.

In previous years, at this time, the Duke of Su's Mansion was about to start preparing cotton and silver.

Because in winter, it is necessary to purchase a large amount of cotton in advance to distribute quilted military uniforms to the soldiers.

If there is not enough cotton, you have to go to Daqi to buy it again. This will not only cost more, but there is no guarantee that you will be able to buy it.

This year, neither Wei Cang nor Wei Ji wanted to let Nanchen and Beiyue buy cotton at will, so they wanted to eat all the cotton in Linyan, and then trade the cotton with Nanchen and Beiyue.

Doing so can guarantee the winter cotton clothes for the soldiers of the camp in the western suburbs, and it can also ensure that the people of Bazhou have winter cotton clothes, but it will put a lot of pressure on the revenue of the government.

Su Guogong's mansion doesn't have that much money.

In the past few days, the family has been busy with this matter.

Xie Zhijun is mainly responsible for the accounting, and must calculate all the silver that can be sold at home, and then discuss the subsequent purchase of cotton.

Ji Xiuxiu is also busy today.

Together with Cui Ji and Wei Ningshu, the four of them calculated together for a morning, and the final result was not ideal.

Xie Zhiyun rubbed his brows, looked at the account book in his hand and said: "In this way, even if we discount the antique calligraphy and paintings at home, there is still a difference of [-] to [-]%, and this is based on the fact that the price of cotton has not increased. "

Ji Xiuxiu looked at her, then at Cui Ji, a little hesitant to speak.

Xie Zhiyun frowned slightly, and said, "Xiuxiu, what's wrong?"

Having lived together for so long and often doing things together, they are quite familiar with each other.

Ji Xiuxiu heard her asking, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Mother, sister-in-law, my natal family..."

The Ji family must be rich, but not that rich.

Xie Zhijun thought for a while: "You mean, the Ji family can probably take out the remaining [-]%?"

Ji Xiuxiu nodded, then shook her head again: "If we give them all out, we will lose all our living money for the second half of the year. Business is not easy, so we probably won't be able to spend so much."

Xie Zhiyun looked at Cui Ji, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said: "Although the Ji family can take out so much money, we can't let the Ji family make up for this shortfall. If the living money is used to make up for it, then the follow-up business will not be easy to do.”

The Ji family is a merchant family, a businessman, and a businessman will not do business at a loss.

Xie Zhiyun looked at Cui Ji: "Mother, I look at our account books from previous years. In addition to our own family being the big head, the powerful families in each state capital also have to subscribe for a certain amount of military support."

This money is not only used to buy cotton, but also to buy military rations, weave weapons, treat soldiers and so on.

After so many years of operation, even though the camp in the western suburbs has tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and the state capitals have about [-] state soldiers, the Wei family has not been dragged down after all.

Because it uses the power of eight states to support soldiers, it is easier than North Vietnam.

Cui Ji said: "That's exactly the case. If you add the military support money of each family, we are probably still [-]% short."

These four achievements are the cotton sold to North Vietnam and South Chen in previous years.

Xie Zhiyun lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "Mother, Xiuxiu, I have an idea."

"The remaining [-]% of the cotton silver will be subscribed by the powerful families in the eight states. After the subscription, [-]% of it may be sold to North Vietnam. The difference in the price of the sale will be regarded as their military support silver."

"The rest of the overpayment will be refunded after the payment is received."

Ji Xiuxiu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, she is an old connoisseur, and she immediately heard the doorway inside.

"That's wonderful," Ji Xiuxiu said, "as long as the oversubscribed military support silver can be returned, the business will be profitable without any loss. In the end, it may be because of the difference in the price of the extra money, that a lot of military support silver will be paid less, which will affect many people. It’s a big expense for people.”

This plan is feasible, the only problem is that it requires all the nobles to trust Wei Cang unconditionally.

If it was North Vietnam and Daqi, the deal would definitely fail. If the money entered the pocket of the royal family, it would never be taken back, but Wei Cang was different.

Cui Ji also quickly figured it out: "I think it will work."

Thinking of a way, Cui Ji's face softened, and he joked: "Your father has a thick skin, at that time, let him go door to door and ask for money."

Xie Zhijun and Ji Xiuxiu laughed, and even Wei Ningshu also laughed.

The most difficult thing is to have a solution, and the rest is to discuss how to subscribe, how to divide the account, and whether to write a contract, etc.

After five or six days in a row, the family finally figured out the account.

Taking advantage of the fact that the cotton was not yet mature, Wei Cang had the cheek to issue this decree in advance. The specific amount of each household’s subscription was clearly written. You can also refuse and only pay the military support silver.

With such an arrangement, things immediately became orderly.

In these busy days, in a flash of God's work, June arrived as scheduled.

Yezhou in June is hotter than May, but this year there is a lot of rain, and the pattering rain is always endless, making Yezhou city more humid and hot.

At the end of June, Xie Zhijun began to prepare the family's dresses.

In ten days or so, King Dingxi will move to live in Yezhou with his family.

At that time, no matter how they feel, the Wei family will come to visit and participate in the so-called house warming banquet.

Now that you have gone all the way, you should dress yourself decently and not lose half of your face.

That day when Wei Ji came back at night, Xie Zhijun urged him to take a measurement, and when Xiu Niang left, he immediately took off his outer robe and only wore the short shirt inside.

The weather is too hot, and Xie Zhiyun is getting closer and closer, so he no longer puts on the airs of a little father-in-law, and does whatever is comfortable in his own home.

Xie Zhijun only wore a light gauze skirt, and sat on the Arhat bed shaking a fan.

"When we were at home, when the weather was too hot, we would use some ice. Now that the house is tense, and the hot flashes come this summer, it is not easy to use it anymore."

Seeing Wei Ji's heat, Xie Zhijun asked someone to open the window a little more, and sat beside him to fan him.

"I'm thinking, I'll cut you a public uniform instead of a military uniform. That's what my mother meant too."

Wei Ji didn't like to wear official uniforms very much, the wide-sleeved gown was in the way of his hands and feet, it was really uncomfortable, but he also knew how to measure it, so he said, "Listen to you."

As Wei Ji spoke, he pushed her hand and asked her to fan herself.

"I'll calm down after sitting for a while, don't be too busy."

Xie Zhijun smiled, and there was a little more peace between his brows.

"Understood," she said with a smile, "Young Master is really considerate."

(End of this chapter)