This time it was Jia Chen's turn to be embarrassed. Can he tell the truth? Is the money he has in his hands ten times that of the Rongguo Mansion?
Isn’t this a slap in the face of Rongguo Mansion?
But when doing business, I don’t care about so much.
Since Rongguo Mansion cannot afford a lot of money, it is just right for him to make a big profit. When he shares the share, he can naturally get the big profit according to the investment ratio.
Haha, this is exactly what I want!
Jia Chen raised his lips slightly and said with a calm smile:
"I can take out this number!"
As he said that, he raised two fingers.
"Two hundred taels?" Wang Xifeng seemed to have expected it, and nodded with a smile: "Two hundred taels are only two hundred taels, we will pay two thousand taels.
Logically speaking, you only account for less than 10%, but the formula is produced by you and can share your profit by one tenth of it.”
As she said that, she looked at Jia Zheng and asked:
"What is the intention of the second master?"
Jia Zheng nodded and smiled, "It's very reasonable. The formula is produced by Chen'er, so it should be divided into more."
Jia Chen was a little amused and sighed:
"Second uncle and sister-in-law Lian, you all misunderstood. What I said is not two hundred taels, but eighteen thousand taels!"
He originally thought of 20,000 taels, but the conversation between Wang Xifeng and Jia Zheng reminded him that he only needed to pay 18,000 taels to account for 90%.
As for the money left on his hand, Jia Chen plans to use it to make something else.
In this era of the end of the world, you may face burning, killing, looting by the Eight Banners and bandits at any time. You must keep enough money in your hands in case of emergency needs.
As soon as Jia Chen finished speaking, Jia Zheng and Wang Xifeng were stunned, as if they were struck by lightning.
Jia Zheng's eyes trembled and he asked dumbly:
"Chen'er, you just said, how much money do you have to pay?"
Jia Chen smiled indifferently and said, "Tener than 18,000 taels."
Wang Xifeng exclaimed in dismay: "Where did you get so much money?"
Jia Chen told the truth:
"I recently wrote another book called "The Four Lessons of Lessons of Levant", and I earned tens of thousands of taels at one time."
He did not say that he had earned tens of thousands of taels, and his family still had to remain mysterious and could not reveal all his old secrets to others.
Jia Chen has always carried the 30,000 taels of silver notes with him and did not leave them to Qingwen for safekeeping. Now the thieves are rising. If they are handed over to Qingwen for safekeeping, they will harm her.
For Qingwen's safety, Jia Chen had already advised her that if a bandit broke into the house when she was not at home, she would just give the hundreds of treasures left at home to the other party. Money is something outside of her body, and saving her life is important.
Hearing this, Jia Zheng and Wang Xifeng took a deep breath.
Before seeing this, Jia Chen wrote another book and earned tens of thousands of taels at one time!
Such amazing talent and money-making ability can no longer be described as genius, and it can be called a monster!
Jia Zheng praised:
"Chen'er really opened my eyes. Since the death of two generations of Dukes of the Jia family, no outstanding talents have appeared. It seems that the hope of my Jia family revitalizing their family can only be placed in Chen'er's
It's on it."
Wang Xifeng also sighed:
"Although I can't read a few big words, I know how difficult it is to write books. Brother Chen is only thirteen years old, so he wrote two books and earned tens of thousands of taels of silver. It's really admirable!"
In fact, Wang Xifeng wanted to ask how many thousands of taels Jia Chen earned? But she is a personal elite. She knows that Jia Chen doesn’t want to say it, so she doesn’t ask herself, so she seems sensible.
Jia Chen smiled indifferently and said:
"My second uncle and sister-in-law Lian are too good. I will pay 18,000 taels, and Rongfu will pay 2,000 taels. My investment will account for 90% and Rongfu will account for 10%. The profits should also be distributed in this proportion. I don't count it.
Is it wrong?"
Before Wang Xifeng could respond, Jia Zheng, who had no intention, took the lead in speaking:
"It should be so, and you are willing to allocate the formula according to the proportion of the investment and do not require more points, which is already very kind."
Jia Chen sighed in his heart that this Master Zheng is really simple-minded and straightforward.
Wang Xifeng originally wanted to bargain, but after hearing what Jia Zheng, the head of Rongfu family, said, he could only say funny:
"Since the second master has spoken, I have nothing to say. Brother Chen, let's do it according to the proportion you said!"
Jia Chen smiled and said, "Okay, then let's sign the document now and put the investment amount and share ratio into the pen, so as not to have unnecessary disputes in the future."
"Okay!" Wang Xifeng immediately ordered the maid who was serving beside her to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Wang Xifeng smiled and said, "I don't know a lot of words. Please ask Brother Chen to draft the Wenqun!"
Jia Chen nodded, picked up his pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote quickly.
Jia Zheng nodded repeatedly from the side and praised:
"Chen'er's calligraphy attainment is getting better and better, and her current level is no longer inferior to those calligraphy masters in the world!"
Wang Xifeng also echoed:
"Although I can't write, our Wang family also collects a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings. The word Chen brothers can already be compared with those famous ancient calligraphers. It's so beautiful that it makes people feel relieved."
She has never read any books and can't speak any literary idioms and allusions, and can only praise and flatter her in some plain language.
Jia Chen smiled and said:
"My second uncle and sister-in-law Lian praised it. My calligraphy is still far from that of famous masters in ancient and modern times. In order not to have any disputes in the future, I would like to add one to the literary contract."
Wang Xifeng raised her eyebrows and asked, "What are you adding?"
Jia Chen looked at Wang Xifeng with a smile and said:
"For fairness, I suggest that every time a batch of sausage is made, the second uncle, Lian Er sister-in-law and me will go to the site to check it out and then sell it after confirming it is correct.
Before dividing the share at the end of each month, we must also count the inventory and check the accounts to ensure that the accounts and accounts are consistent, the accounts are consistent, and the money is cleared. How about it?"
Wang Xifeng narrowed her eyes slightly, her face darkened, and her heart suddenly became cold. She had indeed had a bad idea just now, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to run this business, secretly make false accounts, fool Jia Chen and Jia Zheng, harm the public and private, and make full use of the plentifulness.
Private pocket.
However, unexpectedly, Jia Chen blocked all the loopholes that could be cheated in just one sentence.
This kid is really not easy!
Wang Xifeng complained secretly, and at the same time, she admired Jia Chen even more.
This kid is much better than his husband Jia Lian.
Not only is he both civil and military, he can write books and make stories, but he is also proficient in the art of businessmen.
If I had not married Jia Lian but married this kid, would I have lived a better life?
Wang Xifeng took a deep breath and was shocked that she had such an idea.
This kid hasn't even grown all her hair. Can that be done?
Wang Xifeng, who has been moistened by rain and dew, couldn't help but look down at Jia Chen.
At the same time, Jia Chen laughed in his heart:
If Jia Zheng and Wang Xifeng later learned that the glycerin in the raw materials of the sauce cream can actually be used to produce yellow gunpowder, I wonder what their reaction will be?