Zhao Ce is not afraid of saying anything like money in our family.

When he went to school the next day, Ye Yan couldn't wait to find him as expected.

"Uncle Zhao, your silver bone charcoal is really strange. There was no smoke at all that night, and it didn't taste at all!"

"I went home for a long time and found that it was indeed as you said, so I couldn't help but send it to my old lady."

"This morning, the old lady sent someone to tell me that she didn't feel uncomfortable in her throat last night!"

"Do you have more silver bone charcoal in your house? I want them all!"

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "Of course there are some, but the amount is a bit too much. Can Mr. Ye take it?"

"certainly!"

Young Master Ye said generously: "This is a good thing, no matter how much I have, I am not afraid of it."

"I can't use it all at home, so I can give it to someone else's house!"

Zhao Ce did not continue to say this directly, but just asked: "Mr. Ye thinks what the market is if I take out the silver bone charcoal for sale?"

Mr. Ye replied without hesitation: "There are many dignitaries in the capital. Your silver bone charcoal is a good thing, so it will naturally attract everyone to rush to buy it."

After saying that, he seemed to have tasted something was wrong.

"Brother Zhao, you mean..."

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "Why would I discuss a business with Mr. Ye after school?"

After hearing this, Mr. Ye's eyes lit up.

"OK!"

Zhao Ce rented a venue in the village and kept burning charcoal.

There are many villagers in the village who come to help, so naturally there is no shortage of manpower.

The process of discussing business with Mr. Ye was of course very smooth.

The capital was filled with great officials and nobles, royal relatives and meritorious descendants.

Although these people are not as rich as businessmen, they are not short of money.

The subordinates are filial to the superiors, and relatives always give gifts when they walk around.

So in this Beijing, there is no need to think about the business in it.

However, Zhao Ce had not yet figured out the details, so he was about to find his classmates to help with the sales.

Zhao Ce also asked someone to inquire about Ye Yan's family.

The family is quite rich, but the background of the family is not very strong in the capital.

They are naturally happy to make friends with noble families like themselves.

"Ordinary charcoal is 3.5 cents per stone, but the heavy snow this year has been ahead of schedule for a few months, so that the price of charcoal has soared, and now it has risen to 8 cents per stone."

Mr. Ye pondered: "This silver bone charcoal is a good thing, so the price is set..."

Zhao Ce thought about it and thought it was about one or two taels of silver.

Hearing Mr. Ye make a decision, "Just set it for 5 taels of silver per stone!"

"How much did we sell, we just scored 50% of the money, how about it?"

Zhao Ce looked at Mr. Ye in a little surprised.

One stone is about 100 kilograms, how many times that is ordinary charcoal?

Sixty times!

Good guy!

Five taels of silver and one stone of silver bone charcoal, how much food can you buy...

Seeing that Zhao Ce did not respond, Ye Yan frowned slightly and said, "I think the price is cheap?"

"Actually, I think it's a bit cheaper, that's better than eight taels of silver per stone?"

Then, he nodded and said, "Eight taels of silver, not bad, this is reasonable..."

Zhao Ce thought, his situation was still small...

However, the charcoal produced was a tribute from later generations, and the price was indeed reasonable.

Zhao Ce coughed lightly and said, "The price is set at 600%."

"But I want to advance some of the profitable silver in the first batch of charcoal."

Mr. Ye happily made a decision.

The two immediately signed a contract, but the money was too big, so Mr. Ye had to go home to get it.

But he was not worried at all.

If the Yin-Bone Char business can really be completed, then the money earned will be enough for their shop's annual turnover!

Unexpectedly, when school started, I talked to Zhao Ce for a few more words, and I was hit by the pie that fell from the sky.

He had to go home quickly to discuss with his family how to sell the silver bone charcoal!

"It seems that you won't lose money if you buy your house!"

After leaving this sentence, Mr. Ye returned home happily.

After hearing his words, Zhao Ce was also a little amused and crying.

The firewood outside the capital has been almost cut after so many years.

Now it's snowing again, and the imperial court has a huge demand for charcoal.

There are many mountains in the suburbs of Beijing, and people are not allowed to cut down trees by themselves.

After all, the fewer and fewer trees on this mountain are cut, and the imperial court itself is not enough.

In ancient times, even if it was a blue brick house, a lot of firewood was indispensable.

With fewer trees, housing prices are naturally rising.

Now Zhao Ce has created such expensive silver bone charcoal. Once silver bone charcoal causes a sensation in the market, will housing prices rise like this?

Zhao Ce didn't think so much when he bought a house, so that he felt a little funny when he heard Mr. Ye's words.

Since the business was negotiated, Zhao Ce also returned home and took out all the remaining silver at home and asked Chen Wu to buy charcoal-burning wood.

The price they buy wood is actually similar to buying ordinary charcoal.

But what Zhao Ce burned was not ordinary charcoal, so he was naturally not afraid of the price being higher.

There is not much firewood that can be bought for 4,000 taels, but Zhao Ce still feels it is not enough.

He calculated that the small charcoal kilns in the suburbs could produce about 200 kilograms of charcoal at a time.

Among them, if the inferior products are removed, about 40 or 50 kilograms, that is, a kiln can produce about 150 kilograms of charcoal.

Now he has about three thousand kilograms of silver bone charcoal in his hand, and the rest is still burning.

Three thousand kilograms, less than 300 dou, is counted as 1,800 taels of silver...

A batch of silver bone charcoal can be made in about ten days, which is a bit slower...

If you can buy a piece of land and build some larger charcoal kilns, and you can produce one or two thousand kilograms of charcoal at one time, the money will be considered a rolling sum.

As for buying wood for money, Zhao Ce would not worry at all if the Ye family didn't cooperate with him.

His product is in Beijing, so there is absolutely no need to worry about sales issues.

When Su Caier heard that her husband wanted to take all the deposits at home to buy wood at once, she didn't say anything and took out the small treasury directly.

All the 4,000 taels of silver bills were handed over to Zhao Ce.

Seeing that the little girl was still worried about not having enough money yesterday, Zhao Ce took out all the money from her family without reservation today.

There are only some silver ingots left in the small vault, which is estimated to be only 200 to 300 taels.

"Husband, all empty..."

Su Caier touched it and there were only some sales deeds and house deeds left.

This is the first time their family has emptied all the small vaults in a year.

Seeing that even though she said that, Zhao Ce was still extremely frustrated when he gave the money, he immediately became teased.

"Yes, it's all empty."

"What if all these moneys are lost?"

Su Caier frowned, put down the box in her hand, and took Zhao Ce's hand.

She said seriously: "Even if you lose money, the money will be enough for our family to live until next year."

"And I also brought a lot of jewelry."

Su Caier doesn't wear much jewelry usually, but Zhao Ce gave her a lot of it before.

Those heavy gold bracelets and other jewelry given by others are expensive.

Su Caier said proudly: "Your husband doesn't have to worry."
Chapter completed!