MTL - I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband-Chapter 336 , Emperor Zhaoqian is crazy (2 more)
Chapter 336, Emperor Zhaoqian is crazy about music (2 more)
Emperor Zhaoqian is nearly fifty years old, and he rarely stays up late like this.
Or rather, it is rare to listen to everyone talking freely in such a spirited manner.
When it was dawn, Emperor Zhaoqian still had something to say.
The day of his departure is getting closer.
He asked, "Is my calligraphy valuable?"
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Worth the money."
is really worth the money.
Who doesn't take pride in something a little bit emperor.
Not to mention calligraphy.
"Heng Yi."
"exist."
"You send out a post today, which means that Rizhen is at your house, pick up the pen on the spot, and the one with the highest price will get it."
"..."
Heng Yi was extremely surprised.
Heng Congshan is also very unexpected.
Emperor Zhaoqian was crazy about money.
After the news was known to Han Qiao, she immediately thought of partnering with Emperor Zhaoqian to do business.
An emperor can sell his calligraphy for silver, which shows his benevolence.
She wandered outside several times.
Waiting for things to be discussed inside.
Emperor Zhaoqian was going back to the inn, and when he came out, he saw Han Qiao, "Madam Hou, is this?"
"Your Majesty, my wife has a presumptuous idea."
"Huh? Let's hear it." Emperor Zhaoqian laughed.
"My wife has an idea of making money, and needs a big backer. My wife thinks that you are the big backer, the emperor. We will get four or six points, and I will give you four. You don't need to pay a penny. At the end of the year, my wife will send Someone will send you the silver."
is to hang the name of the emperor.
Let those bad embryos dare not make up their minds.
No matter when, the imperial power is supreme.
Snatching food from the emperor's bowl, isn't that courting death?
"I really don't need to come out at all?" Emperor Zhaoqian asked with a smile.
"You can write a few words to make a sign board."
The emperor's calligraphy is hanging everywhere in the inns and restaurants, tsk tsk tsk.
Whether it is a high-ranking official or a noble person, whoever comes to stay for one night can brag for a lifetime after returning home.
With the gimmick, the service and food in the inn and restaurant can keep up, and it is difficult not to make money.
"what are you planning to do?"
"The inns and restaurants are operated together and made into a chain, that is, there are inns and restaurants in the whole Dayong. This can not only make money, but also solve the basic necessities of the people, so that they can live better."
Emperor Zhaoqian was silent for a moment, "Come in and have a good talk with me."
"Yes."
Han Qiao's meaning is actually very simple.
To open a restaurant or inn, the first step is to need fields, which occupy a huge area, and require a lot of wood and workers.
Working can make money, and making money can make life easier for the family.
Debt repayment.
If you have spare money, you can buy seeds for farming, and farming will fill your stomach.
Buy fields to grow vegetables, raise pigs, chickens and ducks. If you have money, it is easy to support your children. At least you can have money to see a doctor if you are sick.
The young have something to support, and the old have something to depend on.
Emperor Zhaoqian sat up straight, "It would be great if you were a man."
"Your Majesty, women can hold up half the sky."
Emperor Zhaoqian was stunned and then laughed, "It makes sense."
"I don't want 40% of you, I want you 20%, and the other 20% is for you to help those old people who have nothing to depend on, and children who have nothing to support."
"I believe that Dayong will get better and better with sincere people like you."
When Emperor Zhaoqian left, he was in high spirits.
Everyone in Heng Mansion is also full of enthusiasm.
Han Qiao asked them to go to sleep quickly, but they were not happy, so they hurriedly borrowed someone who could write from the mansion next door, and borrowed someone from Feng's mansion next door to write posts.
Han Qiao asked people to spread the word in the streets and alleys.
Early tomorrow morning, Emperor Zhaoqian wrote and stamped on the spot.
There are many rich people in Chenzhou City.
Those who got the news were all gearing up.
The emperor's calligraphy, where can I get merchants like them.
Businessmen passing by Chenzhou City also plan to bid for the last one tomorrow.
Emperor Zhaoqian returned to the inn and still hasn't slept yet. He wrote more than a dozen pieces before sighing, "Why didn't I think of this good way to make money earlier?"
"..."
Heng Cong Shanmo.
Emperor Zhaoqian felt that no one would dare to answer this question.
Simply don't think about it.
After freshening up, she hugged Lishu and went to rest.
The news that Emperor Zhaoqian wanted to sell ink treasures in Heng's Mansion spread throughout Chenzhou City within a day, and spread to several nearby counties.
There is some money, so the merchants rushed over with silver coins.
The people who got the invitation felt extremely respectable.
Han Qiao is also well prepared.
Mrs. Feng and Feng Xinru all came to help, and the children also stopped their work to help guide and move things.
next day
It was dawn, and as soon as Emperor Zhaoqian came out of the inn, those who were watching hurriedly went back to inform his master.
The emperor went to the Hengfu.
The rice paper here is the best, and the ink is also the best ink.
When Emperor Zhaoqian arrived at Heng's Mansion, someone came behind him.
Pass in the post and enter the Heng mansion in an orderly manner.
Wait until the big yard is crowded.
Those with posts are sitting, while those without posts are standing.
Emperor Zhaoqian has already written more than a dozen pieces, while Heng Congshan and Master Feng are in charge of selling the calligraphy.
Didn’t say it was very expensive, five thousand taels of a character, unlimited number of purchases.
four words.
Emperor Zhaoqian wrote very quickly, and sold them faster.
After all, if this thing is resold, it can be doubled casually.
Those who got it were happy, but those who didn’t got it were anxious.
Han Qiao walked to the edge of Hengcong Mountain and said. "It's best to buy it, so please go out and give those who didn't buy one more chance."
"It is said that rare things are the most precious. With so many rich people in Dayong, many want the emperor's calligraphy. They are even more proud of having the emperor's calligraphy, so that everyone has a chance."
Heng Congshan nodded.
If you buy three pieces, please go out.
After this, the people in the house gradually decreased.
When Emperor Zhaoqian was tired from writing and took a rest, he asked Heng Yi, "How much did you sell?"
"More than one million taels of silver."
"..."
Emperor Zhaoqian took a sip of tea.
He didn't expect Dayong to have so many rich people, and making money was so easy.
When he was too tired to write, there were still many people who wanted it.
Emperor Zhaoqian said with a sullen face, "These people, Cong Shan, please remember and ask them to hand over the silver. Before I leave, I will put it in Heng's mansion, and let them come to Heng's mansion to get it."
Who is the last name and where does he live?
Master Heng knew most of these people, so when Emperor Zhaoqian came out, he sold a lot more.
Because they took a back door from Master Feng.
This was also ordered by Emperor Zhaoqian.
Silver, who would think too much?
Several million taels of silver are enough to form an army.
Heng Yi only left one million taels, and gave the rest to Emperor Zhaoqian.
"The emperor needs silver more than I do."
"..."
Emperor Zhaoqian took a deep breath.
Patted Heng Yi on the shoulder.
"Come to the capital to report on your work earlier, I will wait for you in the capital."
Emperor Zhaoqian did not come to Heng Mansion again before leaving.
But who doesn't know, Heng Yi is valued by Emperor Zhaoqian.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be given such great respect.
Throughout the ages, how many people are so decent? To be able to be valued and trusted by the emperor so much, and even plan for it.
No.
not a single one.
(end of this chapter)
