Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

It is said that he is a top twelve, but he is just a businessman.

Da Song scholar, farmer, businessman, the existence at the bottom of the food chain, he must be respectful.

Qi Heng didn't get up either.

He looked at Chi Pan playfully, and said with a smile, "Gu Qianfan and I are brothers of our own family. When we meet, I will call him cousin."

Gu Qianfan?

This name made Chi Pan, who was a little nervous, relax.

He patted his chest.

"So it's Xiaomu's brother."

"so far so good."

"It was passed on to me suddenly. I thought I offended the young master somewhere."

Little Wood is the nickname given to Gu Qianfan by this guy.

He and Gu Qianfan have known each other since childhood.

Qi Heng didn't play tricks with him, he was originally here for him.

He gave Buwei a wink.

"Here's something for you to see."

"You read it before you talk."

Buwei at the side handed Chi Pan a sheet recording the refining process of frosting sugar and the finished product made by Minglan.

Chi Pan held the craft in one hand and frosting sugar in the other.

He looks at the craftsmanship first.

At first he was careless, then frowned, and finally raised his head suddenly, looking at Qi Heng with surprise in his eyes.

Then, he immediately dipped a little frosting sugar with his index finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

He is a businessman.

No one knows the great value of this craft better than him!

"This……"

"Is this what you extracted according to this method?"

If it weren't for the finished product in hand, Chi Pan would find it hard to believe that white sugar, which is rare in the market, can be obtained so easily!

Qi Heng nodded.

"how?"

"Can this business be done?"

Chi Pan didn't hesitate.

"Too capable!"

"Not only can it be done!"

"My lord, with your craftsmanship, as long as you start large-scale construction, you can make at least ten thousand yuan a month in profit!"

Wanguan?

This number surprised even Qi Heng.

Zhang Haohao beside him even opened his mouth slightly.

what happened!

A piece of paper, a bag of unknown things... Is this going to make a lot of money every day?

This is too exaggerated!

But Chi Pan was staring at the craftsmanship, walking back and forth in front of Qi Heng.

"I know you may not believe it."

"But I'm not exaggerating at all!"

"My lord, I know the sugar business very well."

"I also know that there is only one store in Bianjing that sells frosting sugar, and the quantity is quite limited every year. The price is extremely expensive and the supply exceeds demand."

"I'm a hundred sure."

"As long as you make it according to your method, once it is sold, all the sugar on the market will disappear!"

"In other words, this is almost the only business in the world!"

He meant Monopoly.

It is common sense to monopolize huge profits.

Qi Heng became interested.

"Since there are people selling it, why is the quantity so limited?"

Chi Pan didn't think about it.

"Many people inquired about it."

"Some people say that he was transported thousands of miles from Dashi Persia. No matter how much he transported, the territory of the Song Dynasty is vast, and the states and roads are divided. This is the only way to go."

"Some people also say that things are rare and expensive, and they can't make too much, or dare not do too much."

Qi Heng was thoughtful.

Chi Pan waited and found that the young man was still calm and breezy.

He couldn't help scratching his neck and asked again.

"Young master?"

"Did I not speak clearly?"

"This is a big business with an annual base of [-] yuan. How do you...don't care?"

Qi Heng waved his hand casually.

"It's just money matters, why bother."

Chi Pan was speechless for a moment, his face flushed from holding back, and he was speechless again.

Zhang Hao, who was close to Qi Heng, was in a state of mind.

She finally realized that she didn't know the young man next to her at all.

If he is just a wit, she can do whatever she wants.

But now-

He treats it like nothing if it costs a hundred thousand guan.

That's a hundred thousand!

Give her [-] guan every year, what else would she want to do, what kind of oiran should she compete for!

……

In the elegant room, there was a subtle silence.

After a while.

It seems to be thinking of Gu Qianfan, it seems to be thinking that the little father-in-law handed over the craftsmanship to him casually.

Chi Pan finally asked nervously but eagerly: "Little Grandpa..."

"Do you want to entrust this business to me?"

"do not worry!"

Qi Heng laughed jokingly.

"Even if I let you do it, are you sure you can do it?"

"I……"

He opened his mouth to come, but soon, he also understood the reason.

He smiled contemptuously.

"I might not do well."

"But with the support of the young man... it's not impossible to try."

The reason is very simple.

Such a huge sum of money, he can't do it for a few days, all kinds of black hands, all kinds of yamen, at least let him hand over the craftsmanship, at worst, his family will be ruined.

The so-called innocence is full of crimes.

Don't think that I don't care about these things because I am a scholar-bureaucrat and I am noble.

Look around.

Which adult doesn't have a street-connecting shop at home, and countless businesses?

Without such a steady stream of money, how can they support their high morals and femininity?

Qi Heng thought about it.

"You really want to do it?"

Chi Pan nodded eagerly.

"Want to do it."

He's not stupid, making money is one thing, and it's more important to get the Duke's mansion.

Although he is known as a yamen and is very rich, his family has already lost power, otherwise he would not be forced to kneel in the street by a small water transport official.

Qi Heng didn't say anything more.

"Alright, I can give you this chance for Gu Qianfan's sake."