The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

"Will anyone still go to the shop to choose furniture after the New Year? If so, you must make it clear to them. We can't make it in the first half of the year." Li Fu urged.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I have already instructed them. The workshop has been busy. The shop dare not take too many orders for the time being, otherwise it will be too busy for the whole year." Lao Zhao said: "But then again, we can't just refuse business if it comes to our door. So, we have to make it clear to the people who go to the shop in advance. If they are willing to wait, we will put them in line. If they are not willing to wait, there is nothing we can do."

"Well, things should be done more carefully." Li Fu said: "Lao Zhao, give the order, I will go back to the manor in the afternoon."

"My dear, don't you leave after the Lantern Festival?"

"It's only half a day anyway. I will come back then. The New Year's Day has passed. I have to go back to the manor to take a look." Li Fu said.

"Okay, I'll ask Xiao Tao to pack up and ask Wu Liangye to harness the carriage."

During this season, Li Fu did not ride a horse when traveling between Chang'an City and Zhuangzi. It was so cold that the wind on the face felt like a knife cutting flesh. Riding a horse was not as comfortable as riding a carriage. It was a bit slower, but at least you didn't have to bear the slap of the biting cold wind.

"My dear, there is one more thing." Lao Zhao said.

"What's the matter?" Li Fu asked.

"That's right. Recently, some people in Chang'an City are looking for a kind of tea. More and more people are going to the tea shops in the two cities. I asked carefully and found that the rumor came from General Cheng's mansion. It is said that General Cheng got some good tea, which is different from ordinary tea." Lao Zhao said: "Later, it was spread and everyone knew that the tea came from our house."

"Now, someone came to our house to ask about this matter. Sir, how should we respond?"

"The tea is indeed from our house." Li Fu said: "But it is not sold in the shop at present. Just tell them that it will be available as early as this year, in the first half of the year. By then, everyone can drink it. Tell them not to worry."

"Yes." Lao Zhao bowed and responded.

"Before, we sent people to Anqing and Huizhou to check the tea mountains there. This year has passed, and there is still no news?"

"Sir, I think it should be soon." Lao Zhao said.

Transportation was not well developed in those days. It would take a long time to travel from Chang'an to Anqing, whether by water or land.

After arriving there, we had to find a suitable tea mountain and hire local people. Naturally, things would not be done so quickly.

"It has been half a month since the last letter. I think there should be new letters delivered in the next two days. Perhaps it was delayed because of the New Year's Eve and New Year's Day." Old Zhao explained, letting Li Fu feel at ease.

Li Fu nodded.

"Well, if there is any news, send it to the farm immediately. I want to know it first."

"Yes." Old Zhao bowed and responded.

The tea mountain matter has not been settled yet, let alone building a tea workshop locally.

In Chang'an, the reputation of tea has been spread.

Now many people are very interested in new tea. It stands to reason that we should strike while the iron is hot and open a tea shop in Chang'an at this time.

But now Li Fu has no goods, even if the shop is up and running, it is useless.

"By the way, are there kilns around Chang'an City?" Li Fu asked.

"I don't know about that. There should be some, but we haven't seen them with our own eyes." Lao Zhao said.

"Okay, send someone to inquire about it. If we can buy it, we will buy both the people and the kiln. Money is not a problem." Li Fu urged: "We must have our own kiln. In the future, even tea sets will be a profitable business. Instead of leaking it to others, it is better to control it in our own hands."

If we cooperate with others, the drawings of the tea sets must be shown to them. In this way, the other party is not from the Jingyang Palace, and Li Fu can't trust them.

It's okay to eat meat and let others drink soup.

Li Fu doesn't care about those little things.

But the meat was made by Li Fu, and it's not okay for others to take away half a plate or more with chopsticks.

The chef hasn't even taken a bite of this meat, why should others pick up their chopsticks?

"By the way, pick the best set of the exquisite tea sets we ordered earlier." Li Fu said, "I will send them to Da'an Palace after I come back during the Lantern Festival. How much tea do you have at home?"

"About two kilograms." Old Zhao said.

Before the New Year, some were sent to the palace, and some were given to Yuchi Gong and Cheng Zhijie.This makes the already limited inventory even worse.

If this year's new tea doesn't come to Chang'an, these two kilograms are really not enough.

"Okay, then give me one jin." Li Fu said, "Also, the accountant should have calculated the 10% profit of the egg-changing workshop last year before the New Year, right? Prepare it, and the furniture workshop should also be allocated 10%."

"My dear, the egg-changing workshop has always left 10% of the profit to the emperor, but should the furniture workshop also be calculated in the same way?" Lao Zhao said, "The furniture workshop is not a small amount, and last year, 130,000 guan came from the palace. Should this money be included?"

"Yes, of course." Li Fu said, "It's just 10% profit, Lao Zhao, the emperor is my uncle. Without the emperor, we wouldn't be here today. We must remember this firmly.

Don't forget that although the emperor has moved to Da'an Palace and doesn't ask about government affairs, he is still the emperor."

Li Fu is the best at making the old man happy. Things that can be done with a little money are the simplest.

The hard part is that no matter how much money you spend, it can't be solved. That's a big deal.

So, you can't be reluctant to spend money.

Anyway, the money you give away will always return to the Jingyang Wang residence in another way, so why bother about the gains and losses of this moment?

The emperor is still a banner now.

"Yes, my lord, you are right. I will ask the accountant to calculate that part of the money. When the time comes, I will find a box and put it together. When you go to the palace to see the emperor again, you can take it with you."

"That's right, do it."

Li Fu waved his hand, indicating that Lao Zhao could leave.

People should not be too brave. If you only eat and don't spit, you will be stuffed to death sooner or later.

If you make the emperor happy, not only the old man will be happy, but the emperor will also have nothing to say. After all, it is something to honor his father.