Listen to Qin Yu and Zhang Zhixin discuss profits.

Qin Wenyao, the Minister of Revenue, felt that his son was really a profiteer, a complete profiteer.

He raised the price of tea about one tael of silver to ten taels per kilogram.

He sold 420,000 taels of silver tea for a sky-high price of 4.200,000 taels (the data calculation in the previous chapter was incorrect, and it has been modified)

The annual tax revenue of the Great Wei court was only more than 10 million taels of silver.

Zhang Zhixin said that Qin Yu was the largest profiteer in ancient and modern times, and he really did not compliment him at all.

Otherwise, these superiors have hated the unscrupulous businessmen throughout the ages!

Fortunately, his son is smart and knows to find Emperor Wei as his backer, and half of the money is filled into the national treasury, which is quite comfortable.

Although Qin Yu is a profiteer, he is a good thing for the country and the people.

Treasury?

Private warehouse?

Qin Wenyao frowned, and an idea flashed through his mind. He hurriedly looked at Qin Yu and asked, "Yu'er, Dad, I'm asking you something."

When he saw his cheap father, he showed seriousness.

Qin Yu nodded slightly and pondered: "You said."

Qin Wenyao frowned and said slowly, "The 2.1 million taels of money earned by tea are given to His Majesty. Should it be entered into the national treasury or His Majesty's private treasury!"

Qin Yu stagnated and said lightly: "The original 700,000 yuan entered the national treasury, and the rest entered the private treasury of Your Majesty."

"Hiss~" Qin Wenyao's face suddenly sank, "Is this what Your Majesty mean?"

Qin Yu nodded quickly, "Of course it's Your Majesty's intention. Your Majesty is so smart. After entering the private treasury, they can build equipment if they want to build equipment. If they want to expand the army, they can expand the army. If they want to give it to the national treasury, they can give it to the national treasury, and there is no need to look at people's face."

Although he told Emperor Wei, he decisively turned the blame.

Judging from the attitude of Bianqi Dad, if you tell Bianqi Dad directly, you must fight with him.

Qin Wenyao glared at him and said in a deep voice: "It's wrong for Your Majesty to think so. That's the tea of ​​the national treasury. All you have to make money will be entered into the national treasury! What else does it mean to not look at people's faces? I've seen His Majesty's face!? He's seen my Qin Wenyao's face!?"

Qin Wenyao said, and this iron force came up.

When Qin Yu saw it, he hurriedly said goodbye and escaped.

Zhang Zhixin didn't dare to stay too long, so he applied oil to the soles of his feet and left the Qin Prince's Mansion.

Qin Zhang glared at Qin Wenyao and said angrily: "Qin Wenyao, I think you are full again and have nothing to do! The money you make by His Majesty, you can earn wherever you want, and use you, the Minister of Revenue, to talk too much!?"

Qin Wenyao stuttered his neck, "That's what your Majesty is wrong. I'll talk to him tomorrow. What's the difference between his behavior and that old bastard Fan Junliang!"

Qin Zhang was furious and said in a deep voice: "Go! Your Majesty will chop your dog's head sooner or later!"

Qin Wenyao was righteous, "Loyal ministers are not afraid of death!"

Qin Zhang stood up and pointed at him in anger, cursing, "You are just a completely old stubborn!"

The quarrel between Qin Wenyao and Qin Zhang instantly swept across the entire Qin Prince's Mansion, but everyone had long been accustomed to it.

Shen Binglan also silently left the front hall.

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Jinling City.

Fan Mansion.

bedroom.

Fan Junliang was pale and lay on the couch, extremely haggard.

Qin Yu's blow to him today is not bad.

Not only did he return to his entire silver, but he was even arranged by Qin Yu.

Fan Junliang felt that his old face had been lost.

He never expected that Qin Yu would master a magical tea processing technology.

"Dad, are you okay, Dad?"

Fan Jian approached with anxiety on his face.

Fan Junliang nodded slightly and was about to get up.

Fan Jian hurriedly helped him up, "Dad, please wait."

Fan Junliang shook his head, his face turned pale, and asked, "You all know what happened today, right?"

Fan Jian, Fan Cang and Fan Chong all nodded.

Fan Cang is the Minister of Rites, and he sees the whole story of today.

Fan Junliang looked at Fan Jian and asked, "Jian'er, the Fu'an Bird's tongue in our hands?"

Fan Jian's eyes were scarlet and he said helplessly: "Dad, the child is incompetent. The tea family has not been separated. Those tea merchants are raising money, waiting to acquire the new Fu'an Que Tongue from Zhang's Store!"

"I've even worn out my mouth today, and no one is willing to buy our Fu'an Que's tongue. Even if the price is reduced by half, they are unwilling to accept it!"

"It's all because of Zhang Zhixin's bastard! He spoke out and said that whoever wanted to acquire Fu'an Que's tongue from Fan's Trading Company would not be qualified to cooperate with Zhang's Trading Company in the future!"

Fan Junliang's face was gloomy and lowered his eyes and said, "It was just a bunch of villains who were tempted by money. They knew that even if they bought at a low price, they would face the result of being suppressed by Zhang's trading company, because this time, His Majesty was on their side!"

"And this time, Qin Yu lent out the names of Zhang Zi'an and Su Fu, and they are even more reluctant to offend Zhang's business!"

"How come Qin Yu, this wolf cub, suddenly became so terrifying! It's really incredible!"

Fan Junliang's face was pale.

He thought hard but still couldn't figure it out.

He was obviously a scattered second generation ancestor, but he realized with one sudden move and did many earth-shaking things one after another!

He looked down on Qin Yu so highly that he underestimated his strength.

Immediately afterwards.

Fan Junliang turned his head to look at Fan Cang again and asked, "Have you found out where the tea leaves come from?"

Fan Cang's face was gloomy and he hurriedly bowed: "When I go back to my uncle, my nephew has found out that the tea is processed in an abandoned yard in the Yeting Palace."

"They have been secretly working there for many days. People are strictly selected and no one is allowed to come out, so we have not heard the wind!"

"This is a conspiracy between Your Majesty and Qin Yu, against our Fan Trading Company. Your Majesty is the main participant!"

Fan Junliang sighed, "So what if you know, we have a handle in your Majesty's hands. If this matter is so bad that it will not be good for us, Your Majesty is demonstrating to us!"

Although they are unwilling to accept it.

But there was nothing we could do about Emperor Wei.

Originally, they colluded with the Fu'an Que Tongue's official origin.

Fan Junliang looked at Fan Chong again and asked, "Have you studied the new tea produced by Qin Yu?"

Fan Chong hurriedly approached and bowed, "Brother back, my nephew led dozens of masters today and studied for a whole day, but he had no clue."

"Although you can make the appearance similar, the taste is far worse. It's not the same kind of tea at all. Did Qin Yu deceive us again?"

Fan Junliang shook his head slightly, "No, without absolute interests, Your Majesty will not agree to cooperate with Qin Yu. There must be a secret that we don't know, otherwise Qin Yu would never have such a big fanfare."
Chapter completed!