The old man in Jinyi looked sideways and focused: "Zhao...Master General?"

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhao Wujiang made it straight to the point.

"Chen Zhenghua died, General Zhao will be in charge of the eunuchs in the harem in the future..." The old man in Jinyi smiled and bowed his hand and fisted:

"I hope General Zhao will do it for convenience at that time..."

"For example?" Zhao Wujiang rubbed his hands.

"The Imperial Hospital has many medicinal materials. Mr. Zhao is extremely smart, so he naturally knows that there are always some medicinal materials that need to be sent out for storage. The transportation process is complicated. I hope that Eunuch Zhao will be able to hold hands and send some eunuchs to help...

.”

The old man in brocade said slowly.

Reselling medicinal materials... Zhao Wujiang grinned:

"How much did Chen Zhenghua get before?"

"Haha... Eunuch Zhao is indeed a smart person... He is half done!" The old man smiled kindly and added:

"Mr. Zhao, please don't underestimate this half of it, I'll give it out..."

"Thirty percent!" Zhao Wujiang's eyes were sharp and his face was cunning and greedy:

"I'll help you...you!"

"Mr. Zhao, do you know how much is 30%? There are some things you may...can't eat..." The smile on the cheek of the old man in Jinyi gradually faded away.

"I'm not discussing with you!" Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers and said in a sharp tone:

"If you can't make the decision, go back and discuss with your dean...!"

This boy is really as they warned, extremely intelligent, not comparable to that of Chen Zhenghua, the stupid eunuch... The old man in Jinyi narrowed his eyes, and Zhao Wujiang pointed out that behind him was the director of the Imperial Hospital, and he really let him

surprise.

"Bang bang." Zhao Wujiang knocked on the table:

"I agree with this matter with 30% profit!

You have already decided and just ask your eunuch to notify me."

After saying that, Zhao Wujiang slowly stood up and walked out of the southeast corner of the front yard. Jia Ersan followed him, his face changing, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

When Zhao Wujiang left, the old man in Jinyi, who was standing in the dark, slowly got up, folded his hands in front of his abdomen, turned around and bowed to the shadow:

"Dean, this kid is too greedy, why don't we..."

He made a slash.

A middle-aged man with a deep and shady hair slowly walked out of the shadows, with his head full of black and white hair and elegant temperament. He sat at the small table, and the old man in brocade was filled with wine for him respectfully.

He is the director of the Imperial Hospital, Sun Yiku.

"Only those who are capable are qualified to be greedy. Now he... does have that qualification." Sun Yi sipped the wine and played with the wine glass:

"He is close to the emperor and acts very conveniently in the harem. When transporting medicinal materials, he is much better than Chen Zhenghua.

As for 30%, give it to him! What is important is not money, but medicinal materials... As long as the medicinal materials are continuously and steadily sent out, 50% can be given to him!"

"Hmph, let this kid cover us up, and then he will have his bitter fruit."

The old man in the brocade sneered that the profit was 30% sufficient for him to spend the rest of his life, but when he thought that the profit was Zhao Wujiang's, he was distorted with jealousy.

......

Zhao Wujiang, who walked out of Wutong courtyard, looked calm and gentle, with his hands in his sleeves, but he kept thinking in his heart.

Jia Ersan behind him wanted to speak but stopped, but he didn't expect that after a trip, he actually witnessed the corruption of his confidant?

No, Eunuch Zhao is the emperor's confidant, it cannot be that simple. I think about it... Oh... So that's it, I understand... Jia Er San Cang's old eyes lit up and his face was radiant.

"Er3, ask whatever you want." Zhao Wujiang smiled warmly.

"Sir, you must have wanted to pretend to agree to them first, and then take the strategy of fishing big fish on a long line, so as to attract the people behind the scenes, and then catch them all in one go, so as to solve the problem for the emperor...? Sir... good intentions..."

A and 3 carefully describe the wording.

"No, no, no..." Zhao Wujiang shook his head:

"A horse is not fat without night grass, and a person is not rich without windfall. I just want to make money!"
Chapter completed!