The days when I fished in Daming

"Then two taels."

He looked at Zheng Xiong in surprise, from five hundred wen to one tael and then to two taels.

Zheng Xiong was tumbling up and down.

First of all, Zheng Xiong must not know the price, otherwise he would not lack common sense.

However, judging from Zheng Xiong's attitude towards raising the price, he has a clear understanding of this item and affirms its value.

There is profit in it!
"Two taels is about right."

"That's almost enough. How about I give you three ounces?"

Forehead!
"No, food is the foundation of human beings. The world is rich and people have surplus food. You can collect it however you want, but not now. Father will not tolerate you being reckless for cotton. Two taels is fine, but three taels is impossible."

Then there is no room for negotiation.

Zheng Xiong didn't expect Xiao Zhu's reaction to be so strong.

Think about it too.

The people are profit-seeking and don’t dare to take big chances, but they still dare to take a chance with their own land.

As long as Zheng Xiong dares to harvest, growing cotton is more profitable than farming, and he can try his luck and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

But everyone is growing cotton, so who would still want to farm?

If we don’t farm, where will we get food?

That would inevitably cause chaos.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

It will only be promoted when there are certain benefits and food security is not affected.

But there is only one prerequisite, that is, it cannot affect food, otherwise even Zheng Xiong will suffer.

No one can do anything to shake the foundation of the country.

Zheng Xiong had to think twice after hearing Xiao Zhu's warning.

Zheng Xiong rubbed his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately spoke to Zhu Biao.

"Your Highness, do you know Hami?"

"of course I know."

Although Zhu Biao was puzzled by Zheng Xiong's sudden question, he still replied.

"King Chagatai passed away, and there is still civil unrest. Wunashiri founded the Kingdom of Hami and called himself the King of Hami. Helin Provincial Administration Office was established. Wunashiri has already intended to submit. If you want to take advantage of him, you can't do that."

Hehe, Zheng Xiong didn't say anything, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, becoming dazzling.

Zhu Biao was also startled by the dazzling gaze and asked in disbelief.

"Why, do you really want to take advantage of him?"

"I am an honest man who only wants to do business and grow crops. How could I have any bad intentions?"

"Then why are your eyes shining? They are so dazzling."

"Oh, I did think of something happy, and I was a little out of control."

Ha ha.

Zhu Biao did not ask any further questions, but just asked while sitting on the bed.

"What does this kind of land have to do with Hami?"

"Of course there is a relationship. Oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are oranges, while those grown in the north are tangerines. Although cotton can be grown in both the north and the south, the quality is very different. The best is grown in the west, and the cotton grown in Chagatai is top quality."

Is it top quality?
Zhu Biao had no doubt about this.

After all, it came from the west, so Zhu Biao could understand why the crops there were better.

"But the journey over there is long. Even if we pay only three or two taels, what good will that do?"

Ha ha.

This damn sense of superiority always makes Zheng Xiong feel like a country bumpkin. This feeling always comes out inadvertently, which is so annoying.

Zheng Xiong suppressed his sense of superiority and replied.

"Three taels, no, no, no, I'll pay ten taels. I'll buy anything produced by Chagatai and shipped to the capital for ten taels, and I'll never cheat anyone."

Damn it.

Zhu Biao stood up suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, and stared at Zheng Xiong.

Cotton is not like silk.

You can see and touch the silk, and its silky texture is very soft and smooth. Scarcity makes it valuable, and it is definitely worth its price compared to gold.

But cotton is mostly used as filling, which is invisible and intangible, and you can’t feel whether it is better or worse.

Zheng Xiong actually quoted the price of gold, and anyone who heard it would be confused.

What's more, it is five times more expensive than ordinary cotton, which makes Zhu Biao even more confused.

"Five times. Five times more than ordinary cotton. Are you serious?"

"I speak my mind with all my words, and never speak nonsense."

"This, this, who are you going to sell it to? Who is willing to be the sucker?"

"Of course someone will take that role, and it certainly won't be a minister."

"So confident?"

"necessary."

The more Zhu Biao asked, the more confused he became, while Zheng Xiong became more confident. The two formed a huge contrast.

"How to solve the puzzle?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet, but it will be useful if I collect it."

What a dog!

Now I can't sleep.

Before he could escape from the spiders, dragonflies and cicadas, Zhu Biao fell into an even greater confusion, from which he could not get out.

Zhu Biao became even more confused because he never doubted Zheng Xiong's ability.

Can I make money? Can I really make money? What if I can’t make money?
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"Oh."

Facing Zheng Xiong's shout, Zhu Biao just responded numbly.

"Can I make money?"

“Yes!”

"How much can I earn?"

"do not know."

"How about joining in alone?"

"Well... in six months, can Your Highness save up a million?"

"I can't save it, wait, I can save it."

"That's easy, but Your Highness must be mentally prepared. You may not make money this time, and you may even lose money. Investing is risky, so you need to be cautious when entering the market."

"You're not sure?"

"One-tenth of the time."

A 10% certainty is equal to no certainty. This series of questions and answers made Zhu Biao's already cold heart completely dead.

"I can't make this decision. I'll ask my father first."

"Your Highness, please hurry up. It will take time for the message to be transmitted. The Hami Kingdom must also communicate as soon as possible."

"it is good."

After saying that, Zhu Biao had no other thoughts. He followed Zheng Xiong on a quick tour and then hurried back to the palace.

There's nothing to see.

It was a large library. He had all the books that Xinhua Bookstore had, and Zhu Biao had also read books that Xinhua Bookstore did not have.

Then there is the classroom, which is just like an elementary school, with a big blackboard, small tables and long benches.

Plus a big cafeteria, that's all.

There was not much novelty, so Zhu Biao did not pay much attention to it.

"My son, I pay my respects to my father."

“Well, how was it going to Jung-woong’s place today?”

"Good."

"Oh, tell me."

"The playground is good for physical fitness, and the school dormitories and canteens are well equipped, freeing students from worries. It is better than other provincial schools."

"In that case, how does it compare to the Imperial College?"

"Of course, they can't be compared. Just the classics and the collection of books can't be compared, not to mention other things."

"Haha, from your description, it's not bad. You must be tired after a day's work! Come sit down and review some memorials to relax."

Forehead. . .

Zhu Biao walked to the desk at the side and sat down. He casually flipped through the memorial handed to him by the eunuch, and then started drinking tea.

After drinking three cups, he said to Lao Zhu.

"Father, I have seen today that there is a shortage of things to keep out the cold. The students still have willow catkins and reed flowers as substitutes, but the common people can only use some straw."

Zhu Biao felt somewhat compassionate.

Old Zhu stretched his body and continued to read the next memorial.

"Look at what's in that stove?"

Damn, why do you always like to keep us in suspense?

Zhu Biao dragged his sore feet closer to the small stove.

The stove is not big, it is made into a cylindrical shape, with a few pieces of honeycomb coal inside, and flames are emitting.

"Honeycomb briquettes, nothing special!"

At this time, Old Zhu had put down the memorial, walked to Zhu Biao, and fiddled with the charcoal fire.

"That's because you've used it before, so you don't think it's strange. I never thought that this coal is so useful."

"Do you find it strange that I am telling you all this today?"

Forehead. . .

"This coal is really easy to use and affordable. Do you know how much money we can make from selling this?"

(End of this chapter)