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Chapter 90 The way to make money

Jinghong originally regarded Zhu Hao as a competitor, but after seeing Zhu Hao's talent, he was greatly impressed. This time he thought he was loyal and spoke for Zhu Hao, but to the ears of Zhu Youji and Yuan Zonggao, it was too naive and childish.

"Okay, you go back first."

Yuan Zonggao waved his hand for Jinghong to step back.

After Jinghong went out, Yuan Zonggao looked at Zhu Youqi and asked, "What does King Xing think?"

Zhu Youqi stood up from his seat, with a look of confusion on his face: "But Tang Yin is really that capable. He can cultivate Zhu Hao for only ten months, and his talent can suddenly increase to the point where he can surpass a scholar and be a good candidate?"

Yuan Zonggao said: "Prince Ning has shown his true self. If Tang Yin is as talented as the legend, he will definitely not stay in Nanchang for a long time. The palace may take the opportunity to recruit him... Even if he is just to be the prince's tutor, it will be a big blow to the palace. It’s something worth celebrating.”

The two of them had talked about Tang Yin's talent before and thought about using it for themselves, but after all, Tang Yin did not take the initiative to contact Prince Xing's Mansion, and Prince Xing's Mansion never extended an olive branch.

"Yuan Changshi, you can handle it as appropriate. The position of tutor in the royal palace must always be taken by a capable person." The implication was that Zhu Youji entrusted Yuan Zonggao with the sole responsibility of recruiting Tang Yin.

I just had that idea before, but now I have to put it into action and try to get in touch with Tang Yin to see if he has any plans to join Prince Xing's Mansion.

Yuan Zonggao saluted respectfully: "I'll make arrangements right here."





After meeting King Xing and Yuan Zonggao, Jinghong went back with worries.

When he saw Zhu Hao in the afternoon, he did not dare to face him head-on, for fear that Zhu Hao would be kicked out of Prince Xing's Mansion and he would become a shameful accomplice.

"Zhu Hao, Xiaosi and I had a good show in front of our father today, and you taught us well... Of course, Mr. Gongsun also deserves credit. He left the teaching to you. This is his smartest point. ."

When Zhu San came to the school, his smile was extremely bright.

In front of her father, she praised Gongsun Yi for his excellent teaching quality, but in fact she was pretending to be confused and did so intentionally.

Zhu Si said: "It's a pity that I didn't ask my father for a reward, otherwise it would be good to go out to the palace to watch a play."

Since watching "Three Strikes of Bone Demons" with Zhu Hao, Zhu Si has been thinking about the scene on the stage from time to time recently. His studies seem to be progressing very quickly, but this is mainly due to Zhu Hao's proper teaching methods. In fact, he has not learned everything All my mind is devoted to reading.

Zhu Houcong has very high qualifications, but he cannot completely concentrate on studying. Like his sister, he is too playful.

Zhu Hao's eyes fell on Jinghong and asked: "It seems that Yuan Changshi also called you. What did he say to you?"

"No...nothing to say."

Jinghong's inner worries were all written on his face.

But he still wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and did not dare to directly confront Zhu Hao.

Zhu Hao secretly speculated that it was impossible for the palace not to know how much Gongsun Yi weighed. Once he found out that Zhu San and Zhu Si were speeding up their studies, they would definitely suspect some other reason.

When Jinghong was called over to ask questions, he would probably ask about the situation in class.

Zhu Hao is not very worried that he will be targeted by the palace. I help you teach the prince, but you don't thank me and want to drive me away? What's the truth?

If you really think that I have ulterior motives and deliberately target you, then there is no point in me staying in the palace. Anyway, Zhu Houcong and I already know each other. After I leave, I will find a place to study again. Fishing for three days and drying nets for two days is no better than staying in Prince Xing's palace every day. Is it better to come to class?

At this time, Zhu Hao no longer cared so much about whether he stayed in the palace, and he was a little tired of being a companion.

He had to go through all the things he knew well in class, which was extremely boring. Now he wanted to go out and have a look around the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, age was always a big problem, and now he

Without fame, it is very inconvenient to go to other places.

Just as he was thinking about his thoughts, Gongsun Yi appeared at the door of the school with a radiant face. He didn't bring any lesson plans. He just took a copy of "Mencius" and came to class. When he got to the podium, he looked at Zhu Hao with a smile, knowing that he had occupied Zhu Hao's room.

Big ones are cheap.

"It's time to give a lecture. Let me read it to you first. You have to memorize the chapters and verses. When it's almost done... let Zhu Hao tell you his thoughts. Let's get started!"

Zhu San stuck out his tongue after hearing this.

This gentleman really doesn't treat Zhu Hao as an outsider. This class has completely become Zhu Hao's stage. Then why do you want Gongsun Yi to come? Just put it there as a vase to look good?





The days in the palace passed day by day.

Entering the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye.

As the temperature drops to freezing point, the salt-drying stalls outside the city have basically stopped, and they will have to wait until next year to produce salt on a large scale. However, the demand for refined salt in Su Xigui has not stopped.

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, Su Xigui went to Anlu in person and wanted to talk to Zhu Niang about why the "sifting of salt" has stopped recently. Is your salt sifting also affected by weather and seasonal changes? Or maybe it is not sifting salt at all, but using other methods.

How to make refined salt?

After Zhu Niang learned about Su Xigui's intention, she did not dare to face him and kept claiming that she was ill.

On the afternoon of the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, after Zhu Hao returned home, Zhu Niang took Zhu Hao to meet him at a teahouse next to the inn where Su Xigui was staying.

"Mrs. Zhu, you really made me wait. I have been here for three days before I saw you. This refined salt business has been going on for half a year, and now the supply has suddenly dropped a lot. You have found a better one."

Buyer, are you going to part ways with me and Mr. Su? Don’t forget who came to help you when you encountered difficulties!"

Su Xigui started to get into trouble when he came up.

Su Xigui actually wanted to know how Zhu Niang obtained so much refined salt.

Using his information channels, he found out that Zhu Niang was still selling salt secretly. He originally thought that Zhu Niang was selling refined salt, but after careful investigation, he found out that Zhu Niang had resold the salt he gave him.

When the two parties cooperated happily, Su Xigui would naturally turn a blind eye, but now that Zhu Niang's supply of salt is less, of course he will cause trouble.

Zhu Niang wanted to apologize, but Zhu Hao on the side smiled and said, "Dongzhu Su, you must have made a lot of money in the past six months, right?"

Su Xigui squinted his eyes and looked at Zhu Hao.

There was something different in his eyes. After a while, he said: "Master Zhu, I haven't seen you for half a year. You are as sharp as ever. Don't you think about it, how much salt have you provided? This little salt...at most, it can maintain those wealthy families.

The daily consumption of big households is just to make a name for themselves. As for making money... haha, it's just a drop in the bucket."

Zhu Haodao: "Listen to Mr. Su, do you want to take our recipe back and make a lot of money? With the manpower and material resources you have, if you want to make money... wouldn't it be easier?"

Su Xigui smiled, no longer hiding it, nodded and said: "If such a recipe really exists, the price will be easy to say."

Simple and crude!

How much salt can you sift out for me with the prescriptions in the hands of small businesses like you? Why not sell the prescriptions to me and I will find more people to work on it. Isn’t that much more efficient than you?

Zhu Niang said hurriedly: "We will not sell our sons."

Su Xigui's face suddenly darkened when he heard this.

Zhu Hao said: "It's not that I can't give you the prescription. After all, we can't make a lot of money in our hands, but it can make Su Dongzhu make a lot of money... But I'm afraid that we will want to ask for benefits again.

Dongzhu Su turned his back on me and refused to recognize me!"

Su Xigui frowned: "Am I the kind of ungrateful person who crosses rivers and burns bridges?"

"We naturally believe in Su Dongzhu's character, but the problem is that the interests involved behind this are too great. What's more, if Huang Fantai reports this recipe to the court, it may bring revolutionary changes to the Ming Dynasty salt industry.

It has been of great help to Huang Fantai’s official career, and this time..."

What Zhu Hao means is that this recipe cannot be sold, but it depends on how much it is worth.

Su Xigui looked at Zhu Hao eagerly: "Please make a price."

Just as Zhu Hao was about to say something, Zhu Niang quickly went to hold his son's hand... It was obviously an exclusive business to make money, so why should he give the secret recipe to others?

However, Zhu Hao smiled comfortingly at Zhu Niang, turned to Su Xigui, and said with firm eyes: "Ten thousand taels, plus 10% of Su Dongzhu's profit from the refined salt business in the future."

"What!?"

Su Xigui stood up immediately and looked at Zhu Hao coldly, "What a lion, ten thousand taels...why don't you go and grab it?"

Even Zhu Niang was extremely shocked. What happened to her son today?

We agreed that we were just here to explain the reason why we couldn’t provide salt, and we discussed how to provide salt-dried salt in the coming year. Why did my son start talking about selling the secret recipe?

Zhu Haodao: "Dr. Su, you are a smart person. Don't you know how big the interests are behind this business? You should have investigated that our salt is not sifted from the salt you provided, but

You made it yourself, don’t you want to know how we orphans and widows can make so many fine snowflake salts?”

Zhu Niang hurriedly stood up and pulled her son: "Dongzhu Su, please forgive me, but we won't talk about the business today."

"Don't, don't!"

Who is Su Xigui?

Ten thousand taels...

To Zhu Niang, that was an astronomical figure. She had made a lot of money in the past six months of doing business, but excluding the part given to the Zhu family, the income was only three or four hundred taels. This was mainly because the salt business was unpredictable and in autumn.

It is very difficult for Hou'anlu to dry salt again. In addition, the bitter brine that naturally seeps out of the ground in the surrounding areas is being mined less and less. The resources are insufficient and the output is greatly limited.

But for Su Xigui...the price is very reasonable.

It's just that he doesn't want to give 10% of the profit to Zhu Niang and his son. If the business is concluded, the annual income will be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands taels. If he gives Zhu Niang 10%, won't he suffer a big loss?

Zhu Hao said: "Mom, we are not a wealthy family after all. We really can't do long-term business with this recipe. It would be better to sell it to others than to Dongzhu Su... This is not what we thought about when we first cooperated with Dongzhu Su.

One day?”

Zhu Niang would never sell sun salt recipes, but after listening to Zhu Hao's words, she felt it made sense.

I have made a lot of money in the past six months, but I have spent the whole time in fear. My son is now studying in the palace and has a promising future. If he continues to do the business of drying and selling salt, the consequences will be unimaginable if something goes wrong.

Isn't it delicious to earn ten thousand taels of silver steadily?

Su Xigui said with a smile: "Young Master Zhu still has the brains. It is better to keep this business in his own hands, but no matter how secret the recipe is, there will still be a day when outsiders know it, and then it will be worthless. It is better to take advantage of it while no one knows.

Make a lot of money, this is the way to make money!"

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