Daming: The Sims, Lao Zhu’s mentality collapsed

Chapter 76 Zhu Rui: Three million taels!

"It is truly an honor for me, Hu, for His Highness King Wu and Marquis Jiang Xia to come to my house as guests."

Hu Weiyong, with a spring breeze on his face, welcomed Zhu Xi and Zhou Dexing, the Marquis of Jiangxia, into the house.

Zhou Dexing cupped his hands and said: "This is also the first time for me to sit at the same table with His Highness King Wu, and I have to rely on Mr. Xiangguo to entertain me."

As a relative born in Huaixi, Zhou Dexing was already close to Hu Weiyong, and this appointment was all due to Hu Xiangguo's mediation.

Hu Weiyong, the host, was naturally very polite and greeted him on both sides: "Your Highness and the Marquis are the most distinguished guests among the distinguished guests. How could Hu dare to be negligent? I heard that you two like to go to the Qinhuai River, so I specially came from Qin Huaihe called some good cooks over, and the food they cooked will definitely suit your appetite."

Zhu Ji and Zhou Dexing looked at each other and laughed out loud, obviously hearing the overtones of Hu Weiyong.

Can Qinhuaihe's cook be a serious cook? They didn't know whether the cook knew how to cook, but he must be good at singing, dancing and how to serve people.

"Hu Xiangguo, is the cook you called particularly good at cooking chicken?" Zhu Xi teased.

Hu Weiyong said jokingly: "As long as His Highness likes it, any duck will do."

Zhu Rui quickly waved his hand: "The duck is exempt. I don't have such a special hobby. I have a special liking for roast chicken, but I really don't have any interest in the duck."

Zhou Dexing covered his belly and laughed: "His Highness is really funny when he talks."

Under the reception of Hu Weiyong, the three of them sat down in the reception room. After a while, they saw rows of girls in beautiful flowers, with drums and music rising, singing and dancing.

Zhou Dexing hugged him from ear to ear, smiling from ear to ear.

When he followed Zhu Yuanzhang from Huaixi to Nanjing, all he wanted was glory and wealth. Now that you have become a marquis, when can you wait for leisure and enjoyment now?

Zhu Zhu was surrounded by girls, holding a wine glass and chatting and laughing with the girls, and the smell of rouge spread into his mouth.

What's wrong with him, the second generation emperor, enjoying himself?

"It would be great if it could be like this every day in heaven and on earth." Zhu Ju sighed.

Zhou Dexing smiled and said: "It's natural for His Highness to be a prince, but I am not that lucky. Today, I am taking advantage of His Highness and being manipulated by Hu Xiang. In the past, I would not have dared to be so extravagant."

This is totally false.

Although Zhou Dexing's salary is not comparable to that of Prince Zhu Ji, he, the Marquis of Jiangxia, also has a salary of 1,500 shi a year, which is higher than the salary of a first-grade official. Moreover, his annual income is more than his salary. , and the harvest of the fields. Not to mention having fun with Ye Ye, even buying a fireworks building on the Qinhuai River is nothing more than a trivial matter to him.

He is a dignified marquis, and there are many people who want to give him money.

However, when working under Lao Zhu, it is better to pretend to be more honest, so as not to lose his head inexplicably one day.

"The Marquis of Jiangxia is short of money? What a coincidence, I happen to have a way to make money quickly. I wonder if you are interested." Zhu Xi said with a smile.

Zhou Dexing's eyes lit up: "If your highness has any ideas, let me tell you. I, Old Zhou, will see if I have a chance to get involved."

Money or not, it's actually not that important to him.

The Marquis is hereditary, and with this iron rice bowl, as long as Lao Zhu Xiemo doesn't kill the donkey, will the people in the Marquis' mansion still starve to death in the future?

What Zhou Dexing is interested in is whether he can get on the line with King Wu.

Zhu Xi asked: "I wonder if Marquis Jiang Xia has heard of Baochao's examination?"

"The department for issuing treasure banknotes?" Zhou Dexing touched his chin and said, "We have heard of this. It was established last year to issue Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes. Why does your highness say this? Could it be that you have the idea of ​​​​bao banknotes?" ?”

"What's your idea? The old man gave the treasure banknote to me. I don't have the final say on what is put into my arms?" Zhu Zhu said with a smile.

"What, Your Majesty gave the treasure banknotes to His Highness?" Hu Weiyong couldn't help but exclaimed, "Your Highness is telling a joke!"

Zhou Dexing was startled by Hu Xiangguo: "Hu Xiangguo, are you such a big reaction?"

"Master Hou, you don't know the details, so you don't know how important this treasure banknote promotion department is." Hu Weiyong said seriously, "Once the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes are issued, the wealth that can be generated exceeds tens of millions, so hold the treasure banknote promotion department in your hands. Si is like holding the money-making furnace, and if he can get a piece of the pie, it will be a shockingly huge fortune!"

Zhou Dexing asked with great interest: "How scary is it?"

Zhu Rui said calmly: "According to my preliminary plan, the total value of the first round of printed treasure banknotes is three million guan."

Snapped!

Zhou Dexing was holding the wine glass and was about to take a sip, but after hearing the number, the wine glass slipped from his palm and shattered into pieces. His expression was dull: "How much?"

"Three million strings?!"

Money is always worth one tael of silver, three million taels of silver, that is, three million taels of silver!

Zhou Dexing's salary was 1,500 taels a year. Now one tael of silver could buy almost 2 shi of grain, which was equivalent to 725 taels of silver a year.

Excluding other income, his annual salary as a Marquis is only 725 taels!

"Oh my god, three million taels!"

Zhou Dexing wiped away the drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhu Xi with his eyes glowing green, "Your Highness, you mentioned the way to get rich, but you mentioned the three million taels, how do you plan to divide the money?"

Zhu Ru held his forehead and didn't want to speak.

Hu Weiyong looked embarrassed: "Jiang Xiahou, if you say one more thing like this, I will have to see you off."

Three million taels!

With such a huge number, Lao Zhu's stingy character will definitely keep a close eye on anyone who dares to reach out to touch this money. If he doesn't cut off his hand, he will directly chop off the other person's head.

Hu Weiyong does not think he is an upright official, but it depends on how you make money. Some money can be touched, and some money will die if you touch it.

If you dare to touch even one tael of these three million taels, you will send your nine tribes to the west.

Zhou Dexing touched the tip of his nose and felt slightly embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I, Old Zhou, made a mistake just now. I hope His Highness and Hu Xiang can forgive me."

"Since Marquis Jiang Xia understands, he must never say such words again."

Zhu Zhu pointed to the roof and said slowly, "In this capital, every word we say may be heard by heaven."

Zhou Dexing cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Your Highness. I will definitely keep it in my heart. I will definitely never say the words three million taels again in the future."

Hu Weiyong nodded slightly, with a look of relief on his face that he was a teachable boy.

Zhou Dexing asked quickly: "Then let's talk about the carving up? Well, I'm talking about carving up the three hundred fat pigs in the pig pen in my hometown in Huaixi. There are no other hints."

Hu Weiyong looked at Zhu Ju helplessly, his expression seemed to say: Your Highness, why are you talking to such a common man about such a big deal? Aren't you just here to cause trouble?

Zhu Xi smiled and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)