I! Old Zhu Shengsun! The only immortal in Ming Dynasty!

"Who knows, that rich merchant only threw money, and the right lord never showed his face." Zhu Di said a little depressed.

"There's no need to inquire about that."

Zhu Xiongying thought about it there, and then said directly:

"It just so happens that we have a lot of scraps left, and we will also sell them, and by the way, make some money and fill the vault."

Anyway, I am waiting for the spirit plant to mature, and I can't refine the pill in the past few days, and I am not in a hurry in these days.

And the remaining medicinal herb scraps add up, but they can be sold for a lot of money.

It's easy to have this kind of unjust big head, don't slaughter white, don't slaughter!

It just so happened that recently, Zhu Biao had been buying medicinal materials, and his treasury consumed a lot, and selling this batch of medicinal materials could also get some blood back.

"Huh?"

When Zhu Biao heard this, he was a little anxious: "The medicinal materials are not enough, why do you still take them out?" We don't have enough of it ourselves. "

"Why can't someone buy it at a high price?"

Zhu Xiongying smiled indifferently and said, "And the lack of medicinal materials is only temporary." "

"The market economy will automatically send medicinal herbs, and the price will slowly return to the previous level."

"What is your market economy?" Zhu Biao was stunned.

"Forget it, I'll talk about it later, you go to sell medicine first."

Zhu Xiongying was too lazy to popularize modern economic common sense, and after giving advice, he said goodbye and turned back to his small courtyard.

Only Zhu Biao was left there facing a pile of medicinal herbs, tangled for a while.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and commanded the outside world: "Come, pull out all the leftovers of medicinal herbs for me and sell them!" "

Although he couldn't figure it out, his son had never made a mistake.

If he said he could sell, he would definitely be able to sell.

If you can't figure it out yourself, then it must be that your level is not enough.

Then listen to your own son!

After figuring this out, he went to sell medicinal herbs.

Yan Wang Mansion.

Zhu Di was in the warehouse, looking at the pile of medicinal materials that had reached the roof, and his face was proud: "The medicinal materials on the market are all in my hands!" "

"I see how that kid from Old Fifth fights with me!"

These medicinal materials are all urgently needed by Zhu Xiongying, as long as he sends this medicinal material to Zhu Xiongying, he will definitely be able to harvest Zhu Xiongying's favor.

At that time, no matter how much Zhu Yu jumped, it would be impossible to surpass himself!

But at this time, the account room walked in with the account book and said with a bitter face:

"Wang Ye, there is another batch of rare medicinal materials on the market, the price is high, but the quality is a little poor."

Zhu Diman didn't care: "Didn't I tell you, don't worry about the price, as long as someone sells it, buy it for me!" "

"But we don't have much money left, and even the princess's dowry has been spent..."

Zhu Di glared and said, "What do you tell me about this little thing, if you don't have money, you will borrow it for me, my Yan King's face is still worth a few dollars?" "

"Huh?"

The account room suddenly widened its eyes, the king of Yan, actually fell to the point of borrowing money?

It's a joke to pass it out.

"My younger brothers are rich, the sixth, the seventh, the eighth... Lao Tzu has more than a dozen younger brothers, and one person is enough to give out tens of thousands of taels, but it really can't work, so I went to my father-in-law to borrow it! "

"Do you still need me to teach you this?"

"But, but..." the account room was stunned.

"Don't go soon!"

"Yes..."

The account room left with a bitter face.

Zhu Biao, on the other hand, looked at his room full of medicinal materials with satisfaction, and said to himself expectantly: "When Xiongying sees these medicinal materials, he will definitely be happy." "

"I see who still fights me!"

Suddenly, there was another frenzy in the market.

It only took two days.

The rare medicinal herbs on the surface of the capital are sold out.

A cart of silver and copper coins spilled out like water, but Zhu Di didn't know that this silver had just gone out and entered the Taisun Mansion.

At this time, Zhu Biao stood in the warehouse, facing the full amount of silver, and fell into shock.

"What does the big dog think? What a high price to buy these medicinal herb scraps! "

Next to him, Zhu Xiongying also threw a silver ingot in his hand into the box, and sighed with deep empathy: "It is indeed a bit of a serious illness." "

You know, what you sell is just scraps in rare medicinal materials.

As a result, as soon as it was pulled out, it was snapped up.

This simply surprised Zhu Xiongying, what a big deal this must be, even this thing is bought at a high price?

"It's a pity that there are not many such grievances, if only there were a few more." Zhu Xiongying said with some regret.

"Enough, enough." Zhu Biao, however, looked at this room of silver and said:

"We only spent 100,000 taels to buy medicine during this time."

"Now sell those scraps, directly earn back 200,000 taels, and calculate it to make a net profit of 100,000 taels."

"These medicinal herbs of ours are simply for nothing."

Zhu Biao was simply like a fan of wealth, settling accounts with glowing eyes: "I have heard that someone has brought medicinal materials from other places, and they can arrive in a month." "

"At that time, this price can be at least half down, and we will make a lot of money!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Zhu Xiongying, and was a little amazed by Zhu Xiongying's operation.

You know, the supply of medicinal materials is very stable, and it's only that for a year, so when the price of medicinal materials rose, he would panic, worried that there were no medicinal materials to buy.

It turns out that this is not the case at all.

As soon as the price rose, I don't know where many medicinal herbs came from, and each one was rarer.

I thought that the number of medicinal herbs on the market was constant.

Now it seems that it is really not, as long as the price is enough, the ability of those merchants to collect medicinal materials is simply not comparable to the imperial court.

"How did you expect this?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao couldn't help but ask, Zhu Xiongying's operation surpassed his common sense, and it was almost an unknown prophet.