I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Yin Xuan frowned and nodded.

If you just want money...it's actually quite simple.

It is true that, as he and Li Shimin lamented, running a bank is not an easy task—of course, there is a premise, that is, we hope that there will be no bugs in the bank.

Can…

Why did Yin Xuan put so much effort into running the Persian bank?

If the bank in Persia had too many worms and could no longer be used, then... just burn another one. As for the consequences of burning the bank, what does it have to do with him?
He had given the owner of this room, the Persian, a great opportunity, but the Persian couldn't grasp it by himself, and the house was filled with worms.

Could it be possible to blame him, the construction worker?
"How about 100 per year?" Yin Xuan was silent, opened his mouth slowly, and spit out a number.

Li Shimin was choked by his own breathing, and the burning sensation spread from the base of his nose to his throat. He stared at Yin Xuan with wide eyes, and exclaimed: "How much? 100 million guan?"

motherfucker...

He couldn't help but swear.

To be honest, Li Shimin's own psychological expectation is only about 30 to [-] guan. Yin Xuan said it was so difficult before, and he felt that even [-] guan is not unacceptable.

嗏

As soon as Yin Xuan said the price, he defeated his meager inner defense.

100... Is there such a thing that makes money like this?

"Your Fengchao, can you really earn so much money in Persia?" Li Shimin's breathing became a little short, he couldn't imagine it.

Yin Xuan said softly: "I can give you 100 million guan."

Li Shimin rolled his eyes, clenched his fists, and nervously opened his mouth to cut the price: "150 million."

"100 million is the most." Yin Xuan shook his head and refused resolutely, "It's uncertain how much Fengchao can earn. Maybe Fengchao will give money to the court in the end."

Li Shimin looked at Yin Xuan hesitantly.

He doesn't believe it!

But...he didn't know exactly how much Fengchao could earn.

Is it possible to earn 200 million guan and distribute the bulk to the court, or earn 400 million guan, or even more...

If he knew how much Feng Chao could earn, the price bargain would be much easier.

However, 100 million is already a lot.

Randomly send out a person to follow Fengchao to Persia to support the scene, and you can get 100 million, which is extremely profitable.

He pondered for a while, then nodded in response: "Then it will be 100 million."

No loss on the line.

Yin Xuan smiled cat-facedly, which made Li Shimin suddenly regret again - looking at Yin Xuan's appearance, I am afraid that Fengchao's income in Persia is far more than 200 million guan.

This... looks like a big deal.

I just hate myself for not being able to count it, probably no one in the court can do it except Yin Lulu - but Yin Lulu is Yin Xuan's caring little padded jacket.

In this kind of "insignificant" matter, can you still favor the court?
Just like Li Shimin pondered.

The matter of Persia is actually a great opportunity to make money - to have an entire country as a fertile field for making money, even if this country is not comparable to Datang.

In this era, no matter which country it is, the degree of self-development is too low.

Whether it is Yin Xuan or Wu Jue, in fact, there are many ways to make money in his mind.

But most of these methods are based on exhausting the pond to catch fish, or they are not conducive to the current peaceful situation of Datang.

Earning money and developing are synonyms.

But... too eager to make money, and development has embarked on a slightly deviated path.

"Since it's all agreed." Li Shimin took a deep breath to calm himself down, "I'll keep my word, and I won't change my mind."

"You tell me exactly how much money you can make."

Yin Xuan looked innocent, and said seriously: "I really don't know."

"Is it possible to have 200 million guan?" Li Shimin reported a number, and the only answer he got was Yin Xuan's smiling face and a moment of silence.

He understood immediately.

This answer is obviously far from the number that Yin Xuan estimated in his heart.

He pondered for a while, and reported another number: "300 million?"

Yin Xuan still smiled.

Li Shimin slightly raised his voice: "400 million?"

"Hey." Yin Xuan sighed and shook his head, "Although Persia is not as good as a Tang Dynasty, but... it is also the best in its surrounding territories, and it is placed in history."

"It can't be compared with the big man, but... it is more than enough to compare with the kingdom of Jin and Sui."

"One Jin and one Sui, are they only worth three or four million guan in your heart?"

Li Shimin was completely silent.

The Jin and Sui dynasties are considered a disgrace.

The Sui Dynasty only enjoyed Guozuo for a short period of 37 years. They wanted to do something, but...almost nothing was done, like the expedition to Goguryeo that failed to conquer.

And things that have been done, such as the Grand Canal... make people's livelihood difficult.

As for Da Jin, let alone.

Sima Yi may be a hero, but none of his descendants can live up to expectations. The 90 years of wars and disputes in the Three Kingdoms of the Eastern Han Dynasty fell into the hands of Sima's family, and there was only 11 years of peace - and then it lasted for more than [-] years, and the degree of chaos It is even farther than the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty.

The value of these two dynasties is very low, but... it is far from being covered by a few million guan.

tens of millions?
No... With Fengchao's methods, and the fact that Persia is not Tang Dynasty, it doesn't hurt to use it, Li Shimin can't estimate how much value Fengchao can create.

"I said 100 million guan, every year." Li Shimin still couldn't hold back his mouth, he didn't regret it, he just played a word game and made a patch.

"Otherwise?" Yin Xuan asked back.

100 million a year, for Fengchao to develop unscrupulously in Persia, with the support of Datang behind it - there is no cheaper price than this.

Li Shimin regretted it even more.

He thought he was a lion who opened his mouth, but... he didn't realize until the lion opened his mouth that he was just a kitten hiccupping.

After the emperor, who was taking a break from his busy schedule, took Cheng Yaojin with a plate of chestnuts and a plate of pastries and left, Yin Xuan brought Wu Jue over again.

Tell Wu Jue what happened here just now.

Wu Jue was a little surprised: "Your Majesty is so stupid, you gave this thing to our family?"

She was so excited that she couldn't choose to speak.

Even the word "stupid" blurted out.

As for the 100 million guan a year, Wu Jue doesn't take it seriously. Compared with a Persian, 100 million guan is really as light as a feather.

"It's not easy for Datang." Yin Xuan shook his head.

Datang is a country, and it has to protect its own face—it cannot, and cannot do things like that. I claim to not interfere with other countries, but I still secretly send troops into it and interfere.

There are many places to worry about.