Feed the sick prince, start from the Krypton Gold Mall

Chapter 69: Star Team, No Idle People

The next day, Ji Nanxing really showed up.

"Your Majesty, the salary you pay your counselors is already far lower than that of your competitors' counselors of the same rank. If the situation continues to deteriorate, we will easily be tempted to switch jobs."

Pei Yanli didn't understand many of the words, but he understood the general idea -

She wanted to add money.

She might be the richest person in the entire capital now. Pei Yanli was still thinking about whether he could find a way to get some money out of Lord Zhaoyang's pocket, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually covet these little things from him.

"I understand Mr. Qian's idea, but... the Zhongxiao Palace is very poor now."

Ji Nanxing didn't expect Yanyan to cry poor in front of a poor scholar.
Can this be tolerated?
She glared at him. The book said that no man who complains about being poor is a good man!

Pei Yanli sighed when he saw her questioning look.

Thinking that the other party was the one who emptied half of the emperor's private treasury, he suddenly felt like telling her the truth without any burden: "The three thousand taels of silver reward for the chess club was saved from my clothes and food for a year;
The establishment of the chess club had used up all the money from the palace's private treasury, but up to now it had not earned more than three thousand taels of silver;

Sir, please take a look at my brocade clothes. I have already asked the embroiderer to repair them three times."

He said with a self-deprecating smile, "My title as a prince is only superficial."

No matter how miserable it is, there should be a limit.

Ji Nanxing looked at his frayed sleeves and his empty waist. The most valuable jade pendants on his body had all been exchanged for gold he had paid for her last time.

When people are embarrassed, they can't help but cough a few times.

She is no exception.

"So, have you ever thought about starting a business to make money?"

"The chess club is just a business, but it hasn't made any money yet."

"You guys actually want to make money from the chess club?"

Ji Nanxing was stunned when he heard this. "Look at the customers of the chess hall. Most of them are street vendors, the lower class of society. Their daily lives are already very tight, and you still want to make money from them?
The family that cuts ice does not keep cattle or sheep.

If you have any conscience, you should focus on the powerful people in the capital."

Pei Yanli was slightly stunned by Ji Nanxing's sudden and profound words. He sat up straight and said, "Then how do you think we can earn money from these powerful people?

In the capital, any business that is easy to make money is divided up by the powerful.

Business is dependent on power, power and money are in collusion, and latecomers cannot interfere at all.

Everyone knows that the rich and powerful control most of the wealth, but they are not stupid and will not take out the money in their pockets for nothing. "

"Your Majesty is right, so we need to treat the disease accordingly."

When a product cannot add any relational benefits, it must magnify its own advantages.

The lower class people need something practical and cheap;
The middle class needs cost-effectiveness;
What the top management wants is a sense of uniqueness and superiority.

Ji Nanxing looked at Pei Yanli and said, "Your Majesty, are you interested in learning more about the jewelry business? I have a relatively good idea."

Pei Yanli shook his empty sleeves, showing her his poverty without any burden, "Sir, I can hardly afford pearls and gems."

"Relax, we're selling fake ones."

Ji Nanxing was inexplicably excited when he thought about cutting the leeks of the powerful people in Beijing. "Wait for me to go back and write a complete plan before coming back."

What pearls and jade stones to buy?

There is no glass yet.
They would burn some of it, inlay it into jewelry, and then sell it at high prices to high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the capital.

She has been looking for references and studying glass manufacturing these days. As a perfectionist, she even made a few samples when testing the manufacturing method.

Transparent glass was casually placed on the table. Ji Nanxing smiled evilly with two dark circles under his eyes. "It's called colored glaze. Look at its transparency, water quality, and the fact that it has no cotton, cracks, or impurities. It can be made into a bracelet and sold for a few hundred taels of silver." The fat and thin looked at him in admiration. "Brother Qian, I haven't seen you for a few days. You made this?!"

“No, I designed a production line.”

She slapped the things on the table and raised her straight eyebrows at Pei Yanli, "Do it according to this, produce as much as you want. Then we will market and promote it, and then reap the wealth of the rich...

The richest man in Beijing,
We are just around the corner!"

Wang Shi and Wang Lei didn't quite understand what he said, but they felt it seemed very impressive.

Pei Yanli, who had been silent the whole time, looked at the scattered broken stones and crystals on the table and thought of the transparent container treasure given by the gods that he had sold before. "You said this is colored glaze?"

He picked up a star and gazed through the sunlight, his mind racing.

Will Ji Nanxing recognize the god who has always protected him?
"Hey, stop looking."

Seeing him holding a piece of broken glass in a trance, Ji Nanxing said, "I'll give you that piece of glass. Come over and discuss whether this plan can be done."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yanli held Liuli in his palm and then looked at the thing she wrote called a plan.

The above plan is written in great detail.
Open a glass factory, hire a master to process and inlay, and prepare for the subsequent opening of a shop... The last page of the startup capital valuation has a short line of words written on it:

"Do you need ten thousand taels of silver?"

Ji Nanxing had made a lot of plans, but he hadn't considered that Pei Yanli was so poor that he might not even be able to come up with ten thousand taels of silver.

"This is just the start-up capital. The subsequent stores, workers, auxiliary materials, advertising and marketing... these are the big expenses. Without an investment of 60,000 to 70,000 taels of silver, it is impossible to do it."

Pei Yanli frowned when he heard this.

He could still gather ten thousand taels of silver, but the sixty or seventy thousand taels of silver Ji Nanxing mentioned later pale in comparison. This was because almost all the money in the palace was used to build the black iron production line that Ji Nanxing had brought out.

"You really don't have any money?"

Ji Nanxing quickly thought of a second solution, "I can also go out and get some investment. But in this case, we must recalculate the shares based on the proportion of silver, and your share will definitely be affected."

Wang Lei was curious when he heard this: "What are shares?"

“Shares are like a pancake. According to the effort each person puts into making the pancake, everyone will get a corresponding share of the results after the pancake is done.

Originally, the largest share of this pancake belonged to the prince, but the prince was unable to pay a sufficient share. Now we want to bring another person in, and the share must be divided among the prince's share."

Wang Shi understood what she said and looked at her as if she were a traitor. "Isn't this nonsense? What pancake share? Shouldn't it all belong to the prince?"

Wang Shi, a crony of the landlord class, is a fool who doesn't understand his own position.

Ji Nanxing put the content of the equity distribution page in front of him, "Are you sure? If you don't want it, I will remove the shares of Brother Wang and your brother."

"what?"

Wang Shi was stunned for a moment, "We have it too?"

"Everyone who sees it gets a share."

Everyone gets 0.5% to participate.

Ji Nanxing looked at Pei Yanli, "Prince, have you decided? If you really don't have the money, you can make some adjustments."

Pei Yanli looked at her with inquiring eyes: "How to adjust it?"

After leaving the Imperial College, President Xing rolled up on another track, hahahaha.

In addition, the emotional line between our male and female protagonists is:
Ji Nanxing: The game attacks reality, Yanyan is still a toy and a chess piece - Love value 0%
Pei Yanli: Suspicion, guessing, who is this undercover? Can't offend her, try to get benefits from her - Love value 0%
SO: A man who deliberately cries poor definitely does not love you!

Thanks to Qing_BC Bao for the small reward*3 and Chongzi Bao for the reward～
Good night~

(End of this chapter)