I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 38 Those rich and powerful people have money, so they slaughtered them hard!
That night, food is the sky.

In the private room on the second floor, Rong Cen and He Xi met again.

This time, He Xi swept away his previous restraint and laughed heartily, his face was wrinkled, and he could tell without saying anything, the deal was done.

"Mr. Chen, great joy!" He Xi poured tea and replaced the wine with tea. After the two clinked glasses, he slowly said: "Good luck, the goods you gave have only been in the shop for half a day before they were all looted I should have come to see you during the day, but I was just busy with accounts."

Wearing a big robe, he took out a scrolled account book from his cuff and handed it over, "It's really a day of making money! Please have a look!"

Rong Cen took it, and scanned the ten lines at a glance, who bought what and at what price, it was very detailed.

While she was looking at the account book, she heard He Xi say again: "I want to teach Mr. Chen that I am not willing to do this kind of business."

"It's all because I came from a poor and humble background, and the things I sell are looked down upon by the rich and powerful. I usually supply them to ordinary people, but they can't afford silk, tea, and spices, and they don't know how to buy them. The people are poor, and every household is tight. Living with a belt belt, if you want to eat a good meal during the festival, you have to grit your teeth and drink porridge with wild vegetables for several months. People who can’t afford a lot of white rice, how can they think about wearing it and using it well!”

He is full of true feelings, and those who hear it are also worried.

Rong Cen listed a few standard deviations for Xiao Lian that day, one is smart and capable and will be flexible, the other is that he has truly experienced poverty and is unwilling to be mediocre and ambitious, and the third is a good businessman who understands and understands the difficulties of the people.

At first, Rong Cen thought it was He Xi who was talking about the hard struggle history of self-made in the past, and the current desolation status quo.

Hearing his advice but not daring to make a big deal, she felt something was wrong in her heart, so she sent someone to investigate carefully.It turns out that He Xi has always been doing small business like that, and has a great reputation among the people, but has never really developed.

No wonder Xiao Lian found the little-known He Xi.

Before Rong Cen could speak, He Xi poured a second cup of tea and toasted again.

"I would also like to thank Mr. Chen for giving me a chance. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do such a big business." He Xi was grateful.

The shop belongs to Rong Cen, the goods belong to her, and the capital is also invested by her.[-]% of the proceeds, Congratulations to Cen Jiu.

The price is high, even if He Xi only pays [-]%, the income this time is far beyond the usual.

"No problem."

Rong Cen didn't care, besides money, what she lacked the most was people, and she came to He Xiben to let him be in charge of the business.

Well, to put it bluntly, hired a sales manager.It is called the shopkeeper here, the shopkeeper of Baibaotang, He Xi.

"Mr. Chen's goods are in short supply. At the beginning, the price was high, and I was worried that I would not be able to sell them. Unexpectedly, even the rich and powerful in Kyoto would want them!"

"That's natural."

Rong Cen stroked his missing beard, and said mysteriously: "I have a connection that no one else has."

After all, it is produced by the Imperial Palace, so is it not in short supply?
Wen Renshu sorted out all the items in the Treasury of the Ministry of Internal Affairs by herself, registered them one by one without the royal seal and sent them out of the palace for business.

Although it is accumulated over the years, in the era of supremacy of imperial power, all good things come from the palace. The palace is tired and outdated, and the trend outside starts to roll up.

He Xi took out a stack of bank notes from his bosom, all of which were in ten-thousand taels, "I went to the bank to change them during the day."

It was the first time he saw such a large denomination of money, let alone carrying it all the way. He had to look back, forth, left, and right a dozen times as he took a step, lest he be followed and snatched away.

Seeing that his index finger was stained with saliva, Rong Cen, who usually finds it difficult to accept such behaviors, is blinded by choice at this moment, and silently counts with him, not to mention how excited she is.

A full twenty!Deducting 18% of Hexi's due, there are still [-] taels.

It's nothing more than getting rich overnight!

Touching the warm banknotes, counting them several times and finding eighteen, Rong Cen's heart felt warm.

But thinking that the national treasury was waiting for the money to be used urgently, her face was a little sad again.

For Dayin, what is 18 taels?It's not enough for the military salary of [-] military guards.

I really can't go back and search the palace and sell it a few more times. Those rich and powerful sons and daughters have money, so they will slaughter them hard!
When she goes back later, she will make an order to reduce the clothes and food in the whole palace and practice frugality.

Rong Cen, who is an emperor, is so excited by the ten thousand taels of silver, let alone a commoner congratulating him.

When he came here, he was only thinking about not losing the bank note, but never thought about how much he would get.But now, two ten thousand taels of silver bills are lying in his hands, and they are all his!

He Xi pinched herself, whoops and smiled.

"Mr. Chen, you are Guanyin in this world!"

It's a full 2 taels, not two thousand, not two hundred, nor the 20 taels that he can save for several months of frugality, and it's not the two taels that people earn every day for a year. .

Pressing his joy, He Xi pushed the two bank notes in front of Rong Cen.

"I see that Mr. Chen is in need of money urgently. The poor and lowly are easy to attract thieves when they become rich. If you don't give Mr. Chen an emergency first, I would like to thank Mr. Chen for your help."

He knew very well that Mr. Chen was so well-connected, it was impossible to sell him without a way out, the only possibility was that the other party wanted to help him.He Xi didn't know why he helped him, but he accepted the love.

"I'm a businessman, and I value profits, so I don't say that Mr. Chen will take me to do business with the first money. I just think Mr. Chen borrowed money from me for a while, and he will pay it back when he has spare money."

If you really value profits, you won't borrow money from others.

Hearing what he said, Rong Cen smiled and did not refuse.

What He Xi said made sense, putting 2 taels on him would inevitably lead to disaster.

The two talked about the follow-up plan in detail, and Rong Cen drew up the blueprint of Dayin's business empire.

Enjoyed talking.
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Stepping on Xu Shi's tail, Rong Cen turned from the back door of Shiweitian into the alley, and finally slipped into the backyard of Xiaoxiang Building.

The vestibule is brightly lit and dazzling, and you can vaguely hear the sound of various pianos, reciting lyrics, and girls' charming laughter.

The brothel is drunk, leaning against the red and nestling in the green.Mr. Wang and grandson, stay overnight and never return.

It is worthy of being the gold selling cave in Kyoto.

Having sent someone to investigate beforehand, Rong Cen deliberately memorized the topographical map of Xiaoxiang Tower, and turned into Miss Hongluan's wing with ease.

"Squeak-"

The subtle sounds would have been covered by extravagant singing and dancing, but Miss Hongluan has big wrists, and she lives here alone, surrounded by silence.

The lights in the wing room were not lit, and there was a faint sound of struggling. Rong Cen was about to find out, when he heard a man's voice, rough:
"Who? Dare to disturb my good business!"

Not sure who the other party was, Rong Cen didn't dare to act rashly.

After a while, a woman's soft voice came from inside, "Young Master Qin, it may be that my cat has returned."

After the words fell, Rong Cen meowed like a cat: "Meow~"

Mr. Qin was convinced, turned over, and the wooden bed creaked, "Then let's continue."

There seemed to be footsteps, but then there was another meow: "Meow meow~"

Mr. Qin was in a hurry to get things done, so he just thought it was the cat who came in and didn't care.

Then, Mr. Qin, who was about to take the next step, suddenly fell down, and the woman screamed tremblingly: "Ah...!"

　In the last few days of PK, the editor asked for [-] more, but I posted three chapters ([-] words per chapter), because it was too cold and there was no movement, so I wanted to add one more chapter.Today is the last day, can the baby who is reading a book be bubbling/crying in the storm
　　
　
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