Rebirth of the Alien Crown Princess

The ox cart bumps all the way and drives slowly to the capital by the moonlight. After walking along the official road for several days, the first town finally appeared in front of Fu Rongyue's eyes.

"Rongyue town." Fu Rongyue, holding a whip in one hand, looked up at the big seal characters on the city wall and finished reading them gently. Her heart was filled with endless feelings.

Finally, it's close to the capital!

When you get to Rongyue Town, it's only half the way to the capital. She narrowed her eyes slightly. The chill in her eyes was like the deep pool - Fu family. Let's live a few more days!

Now, the most important thing for Fu Rongyue is to make money!

She can understand that in order to get a foothold in Kyoto, the first is to have people, the second is to have money, and the third is to have ability. If none of the three is available, she will have to wait to die

People, she already has; With the bracelet, she is not worried about her life; Now it's money.

Fu Rongyue strolled around Rongyue town and finally decided on Rongyue town's porcelain.

Rongyue town is rich in ceramics. The white porcelain produced here is unique in the world. Its texture is exquisite, and its body is thin and smooth. She remembers her previous life. In the third year after she entered Beijing, white porcelain from Rongyue town entered Kyoto and became the favorite of high-rise doormen.

Throughout the great Wei Dynasty, the price of white porcelain in Rongyue town was comparable to that of jade and gold. Because it's a long way from Kyoto, white porcelain can't stand any bumps. When it's transported to Kyoto, it can save up to two or three out of ten, and it's easy to damage. And white porcelain is exquisite. It is often looted as soon as it enters the market. As long as a batch of white porcelain can be transported to Kyoto, the profit will be very considerable.

Fu Rongyue carefully compared the white porcelain of many stores, and finally selected Rongyue town's "yongchunji" as a partner.

After weighing the silver left by the boss and others in her pocket, she got 3472 Liang, which is not much. Fortunately, white porcelain is not well-known now, and the price in Rongyue town is reasonable. She can buy nearly 400 pieces of porcelain at this price.

Four hundred

Still less!

However, there is no way. We can only wait for this batch of goods to arrive in Kyoto and resell them before expanding the scale.

After the decision, the first thing Fu Rongyue wants to do is to talk about cooperation with Bai Jiahui, the boss of yongchunji.

Bai Jiahui was over 50 years old and burned ceramics in the workshop all the year round. He was disheartened. He heard from his son that he had a businessman who wanted several hundred pieces of ceramics at once. He also said that he wanted to order them for a long time. He came out of the cave in surprise and joy. He has been running this ceramic shop left by his parents for nearly 30 years. His ancestral craftsmanship and things are naturally good goods, but Rongyue is a small town with limited sales. His business has always been good. My son, who is nearly 30 years old, complained many times that he didn't want to run yongchunji and wanted to go to Kyoto to do some other business to support his family

Although Bai Jiahui strongly opposed it, he knew that it was not the way to go on like this. If the whole family wanted to eat, they couldn't go to drink from the west, could they?

Suddenly, I heard that the big boss had a fancy to his ceramics. How could he not like it?

But at first sight, Bai Jiahui was very disappointed. The little girl in front of her was wearing a patched skirt. Her shoes were just the simplest cloth shoes, and she also showed a small toe. She was so shabby that she was not like a rich merchant, but a poor girl!

And... What's the matter with that face? The blue birthmark on the left is too scary!

Fu Rongyue just couldn't see Bai Jiahui's face full of horror and disappointment. With a smile, she blessed her body according to Su Wan's Etiquette: "good boss Bai."

Her hand was graceful, her smile was gentle, and she had an air of natural nobility. Even the terrible blue birthmark was not so frightening.

Bai Jiahui was stunned. He couldn't help looking down at him. He asked seriously, "girl, Lao Bai talks straight. How many porcelains do you want?"

"I want four hundred." Fu Rongyue took out the silver in her arms and pointed to the white porcelain she had just picked out: "these are all wrapped up. According to the quality of these, boss Bai will make some more. In addition, boss Bai, I'm also a straight person, so I won't beat around the bush with you. I'm going to Kyoto to do business. I'm going to Kyoto to do business. The best ceramic in Rongyue town is yongchunji. It's just that other people don't know the goods. Just like Qianlima, it needs Bole to appreciate it. I just don't know if Rongyue has the honor to be Bole in yongchunji? "

"Little girl, you don't know something. I'm afraid you can't get it to Kyoto." On hearing this, Bai Jiahui repeatedly waved his hand, shook his head and sighed: "white porcelain is too thin to withstand the bumps on the road. To tell you the truth, I wanted to ship it to the capital before, but it's a pity... "

Fu Rongyue said with a smile: "this white boss doesn't have to worry. I'll raise the market price of boss Bai's porcelains by one more level. I'll pick up the goods once a month. Each time I pick up no less than 500 pieces, the payment will be settled at the same time. There is only one thing. The porcelain given to me by boss Bai can't have any defects, and the quality should be of high quality. If you are satisfied, the agreement between you and me will be reached. How about it

"Seriously?" Bai Jiahui listened to her offer and jumped up.

500 pieces a month?!

God, he can't sell so much for three months! But also higher than the market price of a layer of acquisition!

Not only Bai Jiahui was excited, but even his son was dumbfounded and asked, "you can't cheat us, can you? Although our white porcelain is good, it's really not easy to transport it far away... "

He secretly calculated that if he sold 500 pieces a month at a price higher than the market price, that is to say, his family could earn more than 500 taels of silver a month - more than 500 taels of silver! You know, they spend only three Liang silver a month on weekdays, which is also very relaxed!

For a moment, the white family father and son only felt that there was a big pie in the sky, slamming in front of them.

Immediately, the three men wrote the contract in black and white and signed it. Bai Jiahui and Fu Rongyue kept one copy respectively.

Carrying black and white, the three were happy to bloom, thinking of waiting for their own large amount of silver, how is also extremely happy, excited to sleep.

At this time, the Bai family didn't think that Fu Rongyue was a poor girl. In their eyes, Fu Rongyue was the God of wealth, and the birthmark on her face was not terrible. Looking closely, they also thought that Fu Rongyue was a pretty girl, which made people close to her.

Because of the large quantity of goods Fu Rongyue wanted, she wiped out all the inventory in yongchunji, and there were still 100 pieces missing. The Bai family decided to rush through the night, but they were afraid that the news would spread and Fu Rongyue, the rich man, would be coaxed away, so they decided to let Fu Rongyue stay in their backyard.

Fu Rongyue was also happy. In this way, she saved a sum of accommodation fee, and she agreed after some shirking.

That night, Fu Rongyue finally fell asleep for the first time in a few days.

Wake up the next day, the white family is still busy, women are helping Fu Rongyue to the porcelain box packing, filling straw to avoid being broken; The men were fighting in the cave. In a hot atmosphere, everyone's face was full of different hopes from what they saw yesterday, and she was happy.

Fu Rongyue clenched her fist and secretly vowed to make a career!

The Bai family had been busy until the morning of the fourth day, when all the porcelain Fu Rongyue wanted was finally delivered. Five hundred pieces of porcelain were packed in boxes, big and small, and they raced most of the yard.

Fu Rongyue hired three carriages and hired several Coachmans to carry the porcelain one by one. Then she bid farewell to the Bai family and formally marched into Kyoto.

As soon as she was on the road, Fu Rongyue quickly put the porcelain in the box into the bracelet.

Looking at the white porcelain neatly placed in her mind, Fu Rongyue was in a good mood. Touching the bracelet on her wrist, her smile grew deeper and deeper.

She was still sitting in the ox cart that uncle Zhan had set up for her, and she walked slowly behind the motorcade, thinking all the way about how to sell these porcelains when she arrived in Kyoto.

In the evening, the motorcade walked all day, and the coachman suggested to stop in the woods, so as to avoid bandits and horse thieves from seeing the motorcade. Fu Rongyue readily agreed to rest in the woods not far from the official road that night. However, in the face of three big men, she did not dare to sleep soundly.

Just after the third watch, she suddenly heard the dead branches beside the carriage crack, so she sat up.

The mouth was covered, the touch on the cheek was soft, and the nose smelled a faint aroma of plum blossom, but it couldn't cover up the bloody smell

Who is this man?

Fu Rongyue knew that the man behind her was definitely not a coachman. Half of the sleeves in front of her were made of fine silk. The soft cloth had a kind of light brilliance in the moonlight. Coachman, I can't afford such material!

She turned her eyes around, not sure what the intention of the people behind her was, so she did not dare to move.

"Girl, don't panic..." the man behind me had a clear and soft voice. Unexpectedly, he was pleasant to hear, but he was a little weak. He quickly explained: "I was separated from my family, met a mountain bandit, and hurt my leg. I wanted to borrow the girl's ox cart."

Fu Rongyue turned to his side and saw a stick beside the ox cart. It was stained with a lot of blood. This man should have come here with a stick.

She nodded a little and agreed.

The man got her promise, obviously relieved, low way: "thank you."

He released the hand that covered Fu Rongyue's mouth, pulled the cart cow with one hand, and sat beside Fu Rongyue with a slight leap. In order to make fu Rongyue sit more comfortable, the cushion of the ox cart was very thick and soft. He was obviously quite satisfied. After sitting down, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his feet hanging outside the cart with his hands.

Fu Rongyue noticed that one of his legs had been seriously injured and his blood had almost soaked through his robe. And the other leg didn't seem very handy. He could hardly lift it.

Who the hell is this man?

After such a heavy injury, I'm still disabled. I don't know how to get here!

Her eyes slowly moved to this person's face. In the moonlight, this person's face suddenly appeared. Her pale skin matched with a pair of starry eyes. Deep in her eyes was deep indifference and deliberately maintained demeanor. She almost fell off the cart.

Even if she saw a ghost, she would not be as surprised as seeing this handsome face!