Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

"Mother, it's getting late. We should go back for lunch. Our son has to go to court in the afternoon." Brother Hui spoke again.

Mr. Tao, who came behind them, didn't wait for them and walked away slowly.

I know that those ministers are not in a hurry to leave, they are just waiting to hear news about Feng Jucai.

Earlier in the hall, Feng Jucai said that the price of the wine was sixteen taels and six cents of silver per bottle. The ministers calculated that if it was really successful, they could sell 50,000 bottles to the country of Prasya a year, which would be eight hundred and thirty thousand taels of silver. Someone asked Feng Jucai how much profit he had, but unfortunately Feng Jucai said mysteriously that he could not tell them and that it had to be kept secret.

But looking at Feng Jucai's smug face, everyone guessed that the profit was at least 200,000 taels.

Moreover, the caravan took out more than just wine.

When Zhao came back, a large sum of money came into the national treasury.

A country is most powerful only when its treasury is full.

The people are suffering from the disaster, allocate funds!

Set up a school and allocate funds!

Build a clinic and allocate funds! No more wasting the soldiers’ salaries. If the soldiers are well fed and clothed, and have high morale, they will be able to better defend the Yan Kingdom.

All in all, silver is a good thing.

Brother Hui was thinking at this time, the abundant treasury you want is all due to my mother's efforts. You want my mother to help you make money, but you don't trust her and my father, ah!

Mu Yingbao knew why his son was behaving so abnormally, but she couldn't say anything in front of others.

"Lord Feng, you heard it too. His Majesty has been in court since morning and is tired and hungry. It's not appropriate to chat now." Mu Yingbao said quickly.

Ah? Yes, it is inappropriate to stop someone here at this time. Feng Jucai was very embarrassed and kept saying that it was his mistake and that he was impolite.

Reluctantly, he wanted to ask, "Madam, when are you free to chat?" But when he saw the gloomy face of His Majesty, no matter how greedy Feng Jucai was, he couldn't open the mouth.

Mu Yingbao looked at Feng Jucai's embarrassment and felt sorry for him: "Master Feng, how about this? I am here too. You can ask His Majesty for leave and don't go to court in the afternoon. Come to the Yangxin Palace to find me and have a good chat about wine."

"That's great. I thank my madam. By the way, Your Majesty, I would like to ask for leave this afternoon. I hope Your Majesty will grant me that." Feng Jucai was so excited that he thanked Mu Yingbao first before he remembered to ask for leave from Douxia.

Brother Hui wanted to deliberately make things difficult by saying "no", but when he received his mother's look that said "no", he reluctantly responded: "Yes."

Feng Jucai ran back happily, and stopped after running a few steps. It would be a waste of time to leave the palace and go back to his house to have lunch before coming back. It would be better to just wait here. When the time is almost up, he will go to the Yangxin Palace to look for his wife.

Then he thought again, it would not be appropriate to wait here if his wife saw him, so he should wait somewhere else.

After careful consideration, he ran towards the direction of the ministers, slowed down after a few steps, put his hands behind his head, and slowly took eight-character steps.

When Mu Yingbao's family of four were walking back, they all looked back and saw that Feng Ju was immediately surrounded by people as soon as he arrived near the ministers.

"Son, why are you taking your anger out on him? He's a good guy." Now that there were no outsiders around, Mu Yingbao began to teach his son a lesson.

Brother Hui hugged his brother, feeling a little depressed: "Of course my son knows that he is good, but now my son doesn't like any of them."

"Son, don't let your anger get to your head, otherwise, you'll be laughed at by others." Mu Yingbao felt sorry for the child and was not angry.

"My son knows that I just treated him like that. In the court, my son was calm and rational." Brother Hui said as he hugged his brother tighter in his arms.

"Brother, mother said you are tired and hungry, so you should put me down and walk by yourself. Otherwise, you can let father hold me." Brother Yuan said anxiously.

Brother Hui didn't put him down. "Brother, no, brother, no, I'm tired and hungry. That's the excuse mother gave us to come back early. If I don't hold you now, you will grow up in a few years and brother may not be able to hold you anymore."

Feeling his brother's sadness, Yuan put his hands on his brother's face and said, "Don't worry, brother. I will grow slower and I won't be too big for you to hold me."

It was obviously a very funny saying, but Mu Yingbao and his wife, and Brother Hui, could not laugh. They could not even pretend to laugh. This feeling was too uncomfortable.

Xue Wenyu saw that the atmosphere was too heavy and asked, "How much is the profit of wine? Look at how Feng Jucai is a lackey."

"The price is set at 16 taels and 6 cents of silver per bottle. The country of Plas produces 50,000 bottles per year, which is 830,000 taels of silver. Excluding the grapes, the wages of the pickers, the costs of the winemakers, and the special bottles, the net profit should be no less than 600,000 taels.

As for grapes, it is not difficult to grow them. Wen Xiaowu has also arranged for people to investigate the country and found that they can be planted on a large scale in both the south and the north.

However, there are only two qualified winemakers at present, and for safety reasons they cannot be separated.

Therefore, only one winery can be built at first, and it must be in the place with the largest and widest grape planting area. This can prevent the loss of grapes caused by long-distance transportation. The quality of the wine and the freshness of the grapes are very important.

However, grapes do not bear fruit the same year they are planted. It takes two to three years.

Therefore, the income of 600,000 taels this year has not been achieved in the past two years. In addition, we need to promote grape planting and teach farmers the techniques of grape planting.

It takes preparation and time. "Mu Yingbao understood her man's intention in bringing up this topic, so she continued to talk a little more, until they were just outside the Yangxin Palace.

Save your man from worrying about finding topics!

As soon as the family of four entered the yard, Mu Yingbao went to the kitchen, tied an apron, rolled up her sleeves, and started cooking.

Chef Hua has already taken care of the early steps of making tiger skin chicken feet, and Mu Yingbao is just going to make the final dish. This is not considered as fooling Brother Hui, because picking him up is also very important to her.

The atmosphere at lunch was still a bit weird. Except for Brother Yuan, everyone knew what was going on, so no one pointed it out and everyone tried their best to look normal.

"Mother, you can sleep in the same room with my brother and me these days." Brother Hui put down his dishes, washed up and prepared to go to court. After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage to say it.

"Okay, count me in. I want to hear stories, too." No matter how overbearing Xue Wenyu was, he couldn't bear to disappoint his child, so he said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Brother Hui frowned slightly: "Father, my son wants to have a private conversation with my mother, and it is not appropriate for you to be here.

Xue Wenzi laughed when he heard this. How old are you? You are almost married, and you still want to whisper to your mother? You are a son, a man, not a little girl. Why are you still whispering to your mother?

"I don't want father to come along. I also want to have a private conversation with mother. Father is already so old, maybe he's scared of sleeping alone? Hee." Brother Yuan tried to smooth things over.

Grandpa Tao was standing aside, laughing with gloating, wanting to sympathize with his granddaughter Mei, but he couldn't help it. Xue Wenyu frowned and pointed at his two sons: "Well, do you know that this will destroy the relationship between me and your mother? Aren't you afraid that I will be bored alone and find a concubine for you?"

"If you dare to look for one, your mother will divorce you." Brother Hui attacked mercilessly. Xue Wenyu frowned and pointed his fingers at his two sons: "Well, do you know that you will destroy the relationship between me and your mother by doing this? Aren't you afraid that I will be bored and find a concubine for you?" "If you dare to look for one, your mother will divorce you." Brother Hui attacked mercilessly. "Yes, divorce you." Brother Hui's loyal fan brother immediately followed up to finish off the opponent.

"Okay, okay, you two brothers, just wait for me." Xue Wenyu left after saying these harsh words that had no deterrent effect.

The two brothers high-fived each other in victory and made a "yeah" gesture in unison.

Seeing that it was getting late, Brother Hui reluctantly got up and went to court with the old man.

"Mother, does my brother know that we are leaving? Why didn't he cry? Is he stronger? Or does he not know that we are leaving?" When only the mother and daughter were left at the table, Brother Yuan asked quietly...