Kuai Chuan: I don’t get along with my family’s golden finger.

At this time, Jiang Xuan made up his mind. As long as he died, Jiang Che, an unfilial son, would not be able to obtain the title of Pingyuan Marquis.

Fortunately, Jiang Che didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have laughed to death.

Even he, who had just been in this world for more than three years, knew that imperial power was supreme in feudal society, but how could Pingyuan Hou, a native of this world, be so naive.

It's just a title, and it's a title with no real power.

With Ning Ji's methods, it was easy for him to give up this title.

Not to mention the emperor Ning Ji, even the prince Ning Xize was not something that a Marquis of Pingyuan without any real power could offend.

The reason why Jiang Xuan is still able to hang out in the top circles of the capital and is still sought after by many people is that he has a good brother, An Guogong, and Jiang Che, a good son who is favored in the palace.

Without them, Jiang Xuan is nothing!

I really thought Jiang Che cared about his title.

Believe it or not, if Jiang Che publicly said that he did not want the title of Marquis Pingyuan, within three days, the Ning family and his son would find excuses to fuck him with this title.

In other words, after getting close to the emperor Ning Ji, Jiang Che learned many things that were not in the original plot.

Just like the original mother was actually very familiar with Ning Ji.

After all, Ning Ji was a disciple of Mr. Wei, a childhood sweetheart of the queen, and a good friend of Marquis Rong. There was no reason why Ning Ji should not recognize his original mother, the beloved little daughter of the Wei family.

At the beginning, he would issue an imperial edict to directly crown Yuan as the crown prince and agree to take him into the palace. In addition to being the empress, he also wanted to protect the only bloodline of the sister he had watched since childhood.

It's just that the original person was young and didn't have much contact with him at first, so he didn't show much intimacy.

But after Jiang Che came, he was closer to him than before. Coupled with the later contribution of medicinal diet, the relationship was naturally different from before.

He also heard about many things that the original person didn't know.

Jiang Che could only sigh at this. If the original person hadn't been too simple and attached too much importance to family ties, he wouldn't have ended up like that.

I think so. In the plot, Yuan Shen took Liu Shuqi in and out of the East Palace, giving her the opportunity to frame the child, and in the end she almost caused the prince to be deposed.

After the incident, not only Liu Shuqi was directly sentenced to death, but the sixth prince, his own son, was demoted to a commoner.

But the original nephew was only ordered not to enter the palace, and he didn't even lose his position as prince. The difference can be imagined.

But these are the original plots, and now everything is different.

The relationship between Jiang Che and Ning Xize is now closer, and he is more favored by the emperor and empress. He has no problem walking around in the palace.

As for the matters in Pingyuan Hou's mansion, he had long been too lazy to pay attention to them.

This winter, Ning Xize made a fortune.

There are just ten greenhouses, and the vegetables grown there are actually nothing in the capital.

Every day, people are fighting to buy some fresh vegetables, let alone rarer fruits and vegetables.

Yes, sometimes there were too many cucumbers and tomatoes in the fields to eat, so Jiang Che would get some and ask Ning Xize to help sell them.

After all, these things should be picked when they are ripe, and they will not taste good when they are old.

Don't keep it for too long after picking it, otherwise it will still be stale. Anyway, the next crop will mature in a few days, so it is naturally more cost-effective to sell it.

As the saying goes, things are rare but valuable, and it was this endless supply of food that allowed Jiang Che to make a small fortune.

Naturally, Ning Xize was the one who really made money. The money he made this winter was so much that Ning Ji couldn't help but be speechless when he found out about it.

After Jiang Che heard about Ning Xi Zeding's price, he secretly complained countless times.

Five taels of silver is a small handful of green vegetables. Is this eating vegetables or money?

Such a price that shocked Jiang Che was nothing but trivial matter to the powerful families in the capital.

A meal costs only dozens or hundreds of taels of silver, it’s nothing at all.

Even without these high-priced vegetables, what they eat on weekdays is not bad.

"These people are really rich." Looking at the ledger in front of Ning Xize, Jiang Che shook his head and sighed.

"It's either the founder of the country, or it's a century-old family. After so many generations, it's rich. You think the price I set is high, but in fact it's nothing to them." Ning Xize said without surprise. .

"Brother, do you want to find another way to make another fortune?" Jiang Che didn't know what he thought of, so he leaned into his ear and lowered his voice.

"What good idea do you have?" No one would think that he had too much money. As soon as he heard about another way to make money, Ning Xize immediately became interested.

"This method may be difficult for others, but it couldn't be easier for you, brother." Jiang Che snickered and then said.

"I have attended several banquets before, and I have heard many young ladies and gentlemen competing for their beauty. They just said that the material of their clothes was a tribute, or that the hairpin on their head was praised by the empress."

"They all think that the things in the palace are the best. Of course we can't sell the tributes, but the things in the palace can."

Hearing this, Ning Xize frowned slightly: "Although the things in Huangzhuang are pretty good, they are ordinary after all. They are also available in other places. Those people may not necessarily buy them."

If the price was only slightly higher than other items, those people might buy some for the sake of the royal family.

But if it is too high, no one will buy it, and they are not really taking advantage of it.

"We don't sell those simple things. Even ordinary ones can be packaged." Jiang Che continued.

"How to package it?" Ning Xize was still not very optimistic.

"It's simple, just like ordinary chickens and ducks. They eat only millet or are simply raised in free range. But chickens and ducks like ours can be fed with various nourishing medicinal materials from an early age, so that both the chickens themselves and the eggs they lay are healthy. With a hint of medicine.”

"The medicinal chickens carefully cultivated in this way are naturally extremely precious. Or we can simply come up with a name that can fool people, such as classifying these medicinal chickens into grades."

"What is fed with ordinary medicinal materials is naturally different from what is fed with precious medicinal materials. For example, we can name a chicken cultivated with eight kinds of precious medicinal materials Bazhen Chicken."

"When the time comes, I will use this chicken to stew a cup of medicinal food for my uncle and aunt, and let them praise it. Are you still worried that no one will buy it?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Che became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.

"In addition to chickens and ducks, fish can also be used. Open a small pond separately, mix some nourishing potions into the water to raise fish. Or, to be more ruthless, tell the outside world that the water is Hantan water transported back from the snowy mountains. , paired with medicinal liquid prepared from ancient recipes..."

Jiang Che didn't finish what he said later, but Ning Xize already understood what he meant.

The water sent from the cold pond in the snow-capped mountains is rare, so how precious is the medicinal liquid formulated according to ancient recipes? Can the fish raised in this way be comparable to gold?

"With your brain, it would be a pity not to go into business." Thinking of this, Ning Xize couldn't help but slap Jiang Che on the forehead.

He naturally knows how good-looking those powerful and aristocratic families are, and he also knows how much they pursue things in the palace.

As for the Eight Treasure Chicken, if he could really make it, his father would definitely win the favor of countless people with just a word of praise, and some people would try their best to buy it.

The more he thought about it, the more Ning Xize felt that this method was feasible.

But if you want to use Huangzhuang, you must communicate with the emperor Ning Ji.

And it is not easy to implement this matter. At least the medicinal materials for raising chickens cannot be used casually. You have to ask the imperial doctors about this.

Ning Xize is also a man of action. Once he decides to do something, he will do it immediately.

After letting Jiang Che return to his yard, he went to find Ning Ji.

Jiang Che wasn't sure what the father and son said, but he knew that Ning Xize had listened to his words and was ready to implement them.

Because in the next few days, the imperial doctors and imperial doctors from the imperial hospital who are good at health care will go to the East Palace every day.

For this reason, news came out in the palace that the prince was seriously ill.

But less than half a day after the news spread, it was broken by the prince riding out of the palace.

Originally, Jiang Che thought that nothing would happen next without him, but he didn't expect that Ning Xize would actually win him over.

"Brother, I really don't know how to raise chickens." Jiang Che said with a bitter face as he looked at the chickens in front of him at the Imperial Manor.

He had a good idea, but he was really helpless about raising chickens.

"I'm not asking you to raise chickens." Ning Xize rolled his eyes at him.

How could he possibly let Jiang Che raise chickens? If he really dared, his father, the emperor, and his mother might not be able to spare him.

"Then why did you ask me to come here?" Jiang Che said without knowing why.

When he arrived at Huangzhuang, he threw him in front of a group of chickens. It would be strange if he didn't misunderstand.

"These chickens won't eat those medicinal materials at all. I want you to help think of a solution." Ning Xize said.

The previous idea of ​​Bazhen Chicken was great, and Ning Xize also thought it was feasible, so he went to ask the doctors at the Imperial Hospital who were good at health care.

The conclusion drawn is also feasible, and they also prescribed several prescriptions that can keep the drug's effect in the chicken's body.

But now the chickens are ready, and the medicinal materials are prepared according to the recipe, but the chickens don't buy it at all.

The people in Zhuangzi tried their best, so they had no choice but to report to Ning Xize.

Ning Xize had no choice but to think that Jiang Che had come up with this idea, so he pulled him over.

When Jiang Che heard this, he glanced at the millet placed aside and the chopped medicinal materials mixed with the millet and was immediately speechless.

"You just chopped it up and put it here?" Jiang Che pointed at the food bowl.

Ning Xize didn't say anything, but looked at the steward of Huangzhuang beside him.

"Sir, we also ordered these herbs to be chopped up and mixed with millet." The steward secretly wiped the sweat from his face.

It was hard for him, as he was breaking out in a cold sweat in this chilly spring.

"Have you never thought of another method?" Jiang Che said helplessly: "For example, grind these medicinal materials into powder and mix them in water, or simply fry the medicine and feed the chicks with millet and millet soaked in the medicinal soup.