Chapter Fifty-Three: Making a Lot
Just the franchise in Chizhou Prefecture was sold for more than 6,000 taels of silver.
Chen Zhi's eyes widened when he heard this. What made him even more exaggerated was that no one of the merchants present felt that there was any disadvantage in winning this originally illusory franchise at this price.
Instead, they are gearing up and preparing for the next bidding.
"A Chizhou Prefecture can be sold for six thousand taels of silver. How much Baoyuan Aged Wine must be sold to make so much money? This shows that this business is not only optimistic about me, but also all merchants."
"This little money is nothing! As long as we can win this business, no matter how much it costs, it's worth it!"
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As more and more places join the bidding, the distance to the capital becomes closer and closer, and the business level becomes more and more prosperous.
The price of this bidding also began to gradually rise.
Wang Jincai bared his teeth, looked at the people around him with his face flushed, and said, "Thank you for taking care of me. It seems that the business in Yangzhou Prefecture belongs to me!"
"Good fellow! Shopkeeper Wang, don't be too proud. You spent a total of 80,000 taels of silver on a Yangzhou mansion, but don't lose your capital!"
Seeing everyone gnashing their teeth, Wang Jincai's inner feeling went up to a higher level. He waved his hands and explained with a smile: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible. The outstanding people in Yangzhou Prefecture will naturally not let me lose money in such a good place, but
Whether you can make money or not depends on the care of Mr. Wang of Baoyuan Bureau in the future!"
"I'm here to put my words down today! Baoyuan Aged Wine will be my biggest business, Wang Jincai, from now on!"
Not far away, Wang Siqi nodded.
The plan in my mind began to emerge...
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In the Qingyuan uncle's mansion.
Wang You looked at the old housekeeper beside him with a melancholy look on his face, and said somewhat depressedly: "Hasn't my bastard son given me an explanation yet? There is only one bed left in my room.
What’s going on!”
"Uncle...not yet."
"well!"
Outside the door, Wu De cautiously peeked in, but his eyes met with Wang You's. Seeing that it was Wu De, Wang You said directly: "Yes! You little thing is back, let's talk first!"
Where has the young master gone? All the furnishings and ornaments in the house have been moved there. When will he be able to come back?"
"Master, now I don't even have a table where I can sit and eat at night!"
"Uncle... The young master said that the things in the house are just for a few days. After the matter with the Baoyuan Bureau is over, all the things will be returned!"
Wu Deguang was rubbing his head.
But he didn't answer any more, and could only say in his heart: That is to say, there really shouldn't be a place for a bed in Baoyuan Bureau, and besides, this thing is too heavy, otherwise the young master would never be able to let it go.
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East Palace.
Zhu Gaochi said with a smile: "Since I got the medicine sent by Wang Siqi, the situation at my mother's side is getting better day by day. Looking at it, there may be a possibility of cure."
Ever since I came out of the palace that day.
The task of delivering medicine to Queen Xu every day was left to Zhu Gaochi. Every day the guards of the East Palace would go back and forth between Baoyuan Bureau and the palace.
Deliver medicine to Queen Xu.
"Your Highness, this prince looks ordinary, but he didn't expect that he would be extraordinary once he made a move. So many famous doctors in the Ming Dynasty were helpless, but in the end, the queen's illness was cured by him."
"Yes! Who says it's not... By the way, do you know what Mr. Wang has been doing recently? Are you still tinkering with the Baoyuan aging matter?"
"Your Highness, yes... Ever since he left the palace, Prince Wang has been staying in Baoyuan Bureau and Zanghua Pavilion most of the time."
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"Hiss... shouldn't be!"
Zhu Gaochi knew how Wang Siqi could spend such a long time on one thing based on his previous performance. Furthermore, he had also heard the news that Baoyuan Aging's business was booming.
Such a business is already on the right track.
What else do you want Wang Siqi to do?
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Baoyuan Bureau.
Wang Siqi rubbed his hands excitedly and kept mumbling: "I'm getting rich! I'm getting rich! I'm really getting rich this time!"
"Young Master Wang! I did a rough calculation just now. This time just from selling the franchise, our income is nearly five hundred thousand taels. Isn't it not good to keep so much money in Baoyuan Bureau...
"
Wang Siqi rolled his eyes at Chen Zhi who was speaking, with displeasure in his eyes. He protected the box containing the banknotes and said: "What's the money from Baoyuan Bureau? This is our money. The production and sales of Baoyuan Aged Wine"
There is nothing wrong with them all being from Baoyuan Bureau, but what they are selling this time is not wine, but business rights."
"How much do these things have to do with the Baoyuan Bureau?"
????
Hearing this, Chen Zhi immediately understood what Wang Siqi was thinking. This franchise seemed to be solving the problem of Baoyuan Aged Brewing being unable to sell in the capital in a short period of time, but in fact it was Wang Siqi who was making money for himself.
money.
But Chen Zhi didn't think much about it. After all, the business itself belonged to Wang Siqi.
This money should naturally belong to Wang Siqi.
Early the next morning.
Wang Siqi was sitting on the carriage, swaying a folding fan with fine quality landscape calligraphy and painting in his hand. Wu De was sitting outside the carriage and said curiously: "Master, what are we going to do today?"
"What are you going to do? Consumption!"
Wang Siqi took all the furnishings at home to Baoyuan Bureau. After the meeting, Wu De told Wang Siqi what his cheap dad said about not being able to find a table for dinner.
After becoming suddenly rich, Wang Siqi did not hesitate.
If you have money, don’t spend it, you bastard.
Walking in brocade clothes at night seemed to cost him his life.
"Aren't all the things at home gone? Let's go now and buy good ones, buy expensive ones, and buy things that no one would dare to buy at ordinary times!"
"This... Young Master, the things in our house are not ordinary things. I'm afraid you can't buy them in this ordinary market..."
"Confused! When did this young master say he was going to the market to buy something?"
"Remember the pawn shop we went to before? Let's go there to buy something!"
"ah???"
Ever since Wu De followed Wang Siqi, this young master of his own had never bought anything from a pawn shop. Even if the things pawned were said to be alive, he could never redeem them.
Because there is such a No. 1 master.
Many things in the Qingyuan uncle's house were actually changed over and over again, which was very different from when Zhu Di first awarded the house to Wang You.
The carriage stopped at the familiar door of Liu Ji's pawnshop.
Chapter completed!