"What? Business?"

"That's right! As long as the two of us join forces to do business, will there still be business in the capital that we can't handle? By then, we won't be able to get as much money as we want. After making money, who will dare to say

We are playboys."

Listening to Wang Siqi's words, Chen Zhi was stunned when he heard Wang Siqi continue: "Now, I am already an official of the imperial court, and brother, you..."

"What? Are you an official? How could the court allow you to be an official? I saw your father today and he is alive and well!"

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

"Is it possible that if my father hadn't died, I, Wang Siqi, wouldn't have been able to become an official...?"

"Um...what do you think?"

"..."

Chen Zhi thought about it for a long time, and really couldn't figure out how Wang Siqi, who grew up with him, became an official, but in the end he nodded heavily and said: "Then it's settled, but I have

One condition."

"you say."

"I only make money, not be an official!"

"good!"

"By the way...how much will Baihualou spend tonight?"

"The prince pays the bill!"

The business that Wang Siqi wants to do is not something that ordinary people can do, especially now that the Yongle Dynasty has to go to the north from time to time to compete with each other. The consumption of food and grass is huge. Even the sales of wine in Jiangnan are strictly monitored, and the prices are rising again and again.

rise.

Wang Siqi may not be able to make a wine that surpasses Jiuxianlu.

But relying on the experience of later generations, it is still possible to reduce costs.

The next day, the two made an appointment.

Chen Zhi tried to find ways to purchase rice grains from outside the capital. Of course, he mainly focused on grain stores in various places. With his father's tiger skin, Chen Zhi sent Wang Siqi more than three grains in less than a day.

Ten wagons of rice.

Even the Baoyuan Bureau official responsible for receiving the food was almost shocked.

The early morning sunshine shines on the door of Baihua Building.

Wang Siqi, who was refreshed, looked at Wu De and said: "Save some of the money from before for daily expenses, and send all the rest to the accountant of Baoyuan Bureau."

Upon hearing this, Wu De was stunned, and then said with a sad face: "Young Master, this is all the money we got with great difficulty at the risk of being kicked out of the house by our uncle."

"Now everything has to be sent to the Baoyuan Bureau? All the officials are there to make money, so how can they subsidize it themselves?"

Seeing Wu De's puzzled look, Wang Siqi explained with rare patience: "Now, young master, what is my official position?"

"The young master is the supervisor of the Baoyuan Bureau of the Ministry of Industry!"

"That's alright. Since I have the final say in Baoyuan Bureau now, the money will be able to come out sooner or later when it arrives at Baoyuan Bureau. Besides... from now on, our expenses can be in the name of Qingyuan Uncle Mansion.

, everything is on account!”

"Hiss... Young Master, if the old housekeeper finds out, why don't he kill us?"

"He dares?"

....

"Ouch! Ouch! Please spare me, this is all the young master's idea!"

"It's not the first time anyway... forget it... Oops!"

Wu De was hung on a tall poplar tree in the courtyard of Qingyuan's uncle's house. The housekeeper and several ferocious servants carried brutal murder weapons in their hands.

The housekeeper looked at Wu De.

He smiled contemptuously and said: "How could the young master do such a thing? It must be you who were talking nonsense and confusing the young master. Otherwise, how could it have happened in just a few days!"

"The entire capital, big and small, well-known brothels are sending greeting cards to the Qingyuan uncle's house. The greeting cards are not there, they are clearly urging the bills one by one!"

"Uncle's face has been completely disgraced!"

"But this is really what the young master did..."

"You still dare to say that? Come here, give Wu De a taste of what life is worse than death!"

"yes!"

Several ferocious servants stepped forward quickly. Wu De usually relied on him to get close to the young master in the mansion, and he often acted arrogantly in front of ordinary servants like them.

Now finally there is an opportunity before them.

This refreshing feeling of having a great revenge made every servant's face flush with excitement. One of them smiled and looked at Wu De, who was begging for mercy, and said: "No matter what you become today, Qian Qian

You can't blame the brothers for being cruel, as the saying goes that if a person is not cruel, he cannot stand firm!"

"all!"

"Take off your shoes!"

The fresh chicken feathers taken from the kitchen at home were carefully woven with silk threads and were held in the hands of several servants. Unexpectedly, they had just taken off Wu De's shoes, and a strange smell rushed around at a lightning speed.

It spread, and in just a few seconds, everyone present, including the housekeeper, felt a roiling nausea in their hearts, rushing straight towards Tianling Gai.

The housekeeper quickly covered his mouth and nose.

He said loudly: "You guys have stinky feet!"

"Wow! Wu De, how long has it been since you washed your feet!"

"vomit...."

Wu De looked at the crowd and laughed loudly and said: "How could anyone use such a vicious punishment on me, Wu De? I might as well tell you! The last time I washed my feet was before my uncle went out to fight against the Japanese pirates at sea!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly shrank.

Only the old housekeeper gritted his teeth and said: "Come here, cover your mouth and nose, try to carry Wu De to the small courtyard next to it, and prepare some water! I don't believe it today, and there is no way to cure you!"

Everyone present was busy.

But after a while, they retreated one by one.

The servant rushed out of the side yard in horror, retched several times, breathed in the fresh air, looked at the old housekeeper and said: "Butler, this Wu De is so unethical!"

"That foot can't stand it at all..."

"In that case..." The old housekeeper's eyes flashed with fierceness.

"Then don't blame me for not practicing martial ethics!"

"Come here, go find the chef and ask if Madam is interested in cooking today! Let's prepare a banquet for this guy!"

...

According to the memory of later generations, Wang Siqi soon began experiments on distilling the liquor currently collected on the market after arriving at Baoyuan Bureau.

If you don’t have glass, you’ll have to make do with porcelain.

As long as there was money, the prosperous porcelain burning industry of the Ming Dynasty could open a kiln specifically for Wang Siqi in the shortest possible time to bake various supplies he needed.

Er Gouzi has been following Wang Siqi recently.

In Wang Siqi's words, if you follow him, he will be able to marry a wife in a short time. After hearing this, Ergouzi naturally followed Wang Siqi wholeheartedly.

"Sir... now all the utensils have been placed as required..."

"ignition.."

"ignition?"

Although he was confused, Ergouzi still didn't hesitate at all.

After a while, seeing the clear wine flowing out of the far end of the small porcelain tube, Wang Siqi said excitedly: "Hahaha! What about burning knives, what about wine fairy dew? Sealed distillation and mass production are the way to go, plus a condensation device

after.."
Chapter completed!