On the opening day, the sales of honeycomb briquettes were dismal, and not even ten baskets were sold out.

But by the next day, a swarm of people rushed into the coal shop, some buying 50 kilograms, some buying 100 kilograms, and some managers of wealthy families even bought 1,800 kilograms at a time, almost buying out all the stock in the shop.

Seeing this, the officials of the Ministry of Revenue, who were still feeling depressed over yesterday's failure, cheered up and urged the managers of the workshops to recruit a large number of people and speed up the production. You know, the profits from honeycomb coal flow directly into the national treasury. Only when the national treasury is well-off can the Ministry of Revenue do its work!

Yinzhen, who had foresight, sneered a few times: "I told them long ago, what can this amount do? They are all too timid! Your father is the same, he can't command the people in the Ministry of Revenue and he doesn't go to complain to the emperor. The Ministry of Revenue is bullying the newbies!"

Honghui pretended not to hear and said nonchalantly: "Uncle Jiu, thank you very much! The honeycomb coal business can proceed smoothly thanks to Uncle Jiu. My father also praised you in front of his nephew, saying that you are smart in doing things." In fact, it was just a clever trick, but it became cleverness after he said it.

"Stop talking, you're praising him too much!" Yinzhen knew his own worth, not to mention how could the fourth brother praise him in private? He probably meant something that sounded like praise but was actually insulting!

Well, since Uncle Jiu doesn’t want to listen, then he won’t say anything.

Honghui suddenly remembered something and asked immediately, "Uncle Jiu, didn't you say last time that you would give your nephew a cousin soon? Calculating the date, it will be these few days, right?"

Yinzhen was stunned for a moment. He had been busy with his work these days and had not paid much attention to the affairs of the mansion.

"It should be. The midwife and the wet nurse are ready. But this baby is most likely another little princess. He gave birth to five girls in a row. Alas! Uncle Jiu is not destined to give birth to a prince!" Eighth Brother has no children, so he is not blessed. In another sense, the two of them can be said to be in the same boat.

But it seems that Uncle Jiu's eldest son was born this year? Honghui had a very deep memory of this cousin, because he was detained miserably for more than 50 years, and most of his life was wasted in a small high wall.

Thinking of the tragic experience of his cousin Honghui, Honghui couldn't help but sigh. Alas! Although Ama was the culprit, Huang Mafa, Eighth Uncle and Ninth Uncle were also at fault. The consequences of the Nine Dragons' fight for the throne were too tragic. How could one word "fate" sum it up?

But since he was lucky enough to have a chance to start over, he had to make up for some regrets, if not for anything else, then to prevent his father from leaving behind a reputation of harming his brothers.

"Uncle Jiu, don't say such discouraging words. How do you know that the baby in young aunt's belly is not your cousin? Who knows? After you finish the honeycomb coal business, and then develop clocks, glass and other Western things for Huang Mafa, God will be grateful for your merits and give you a series of brothers!" So, Uncle Jiu, you'd better follow the route that your nephew has mapped out for you. I don't ask you to put aside all the grudges between you and your father, but I won't let you follow your eighth uncle all the way to the end!

Yinzhen replied with a smile: "Returning merit? You are so sweet-mouthed. No wonder Fourteenth Brother always says that the words coming out of your mouth are so sweet! I really can't understand how Fourth Brother, who is always taciturn, can have a son as sweet-mouthed as you."

"Nephew, these are all from the bottom of my heart. I hope Uncle Jiu will not be offended."

"Okay, okay, thanks for your good words. When Uncle Jiu has a baby, I will definitely thank you!"

Yinzhen only waited for two days, and a bow and arrow was hung in front of the gate of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and his eldest prince came into the world with a "wow wow wow..."

From the 40th to the 45th year of Kangxi's reign, a full six years, he finally had a baby! Yinzhen couldn't control his excitement, and he sent out invitations to hold a grand ceremony for his eldest prince's third birthday.

The Fourth Prince’s Mansion also received an invitation, which was personally delivered by the Ninth Prince Yinzhen. Along with the invitation came a few items of appreciation, all of which were so-called “thank you gifts”.

Ah, this... Uncle Jiu is too polite. If this continues, he will be embarrassed to continue to plot against Uncle Jiu! Honghui thought so.

……

Throughout November, honeycomb coal was the most popular item in the capital, even soap was not as popular as it.

Honeycomb coal can be found not only in the capital, but also in Guangdong and Guangxi. There are countless people who make their own honeycomb coal, and there are countless vendors doing honeycomb coal business among the people.

However, the royal workshop was still in short supply. Citizens running small businesses, managers of various mansions, and traveling merchants were vying for orders every day because all the remaining stocks in the shops had been sold out.

In fact, it is not their fault for fighting over it. Although the recipe is there, the quality of honeycomb briquettes circulated among the people varies greatly, and only the materials used in the royal workshop are the most solid.

By the end of November, there was no need to worry about the honeycomb briquettes as before. Yinzhen and Yin'er only mentioned it in passing, but they still had to review the account books and write a letter to report back to the emperor in Zunhua!

Yinzhen found some free time and started thinking about his Yurongxiang business.

There are no cheap soaps in Yurongxiang, all of them are carefully made, and the money they make is from the rich and powerful.

Even though it was so cold in winter, the number of bathing times by the rich and powerful in the capital city dropped sharply, but the sales of soap only increased. Merchants from Shanxi, Huizhou, and other places all came to Yurongxiang to place large orders. Even the mint soap, which was the least popular because it was out of season, was sold out, not to mention the other products.

The shopkeeper of Yurongxiang looked embarrassed: "Ninth Prince, all the dried flowers that were stored in the farm have been used up. There are no fresh flowers now. We can only make another batch of flower scented soaps. However, there is no shortage of raw materials for various scented soaps."

"Got it. Let the people in the farm focus on making the popular ones first and put the floral soap aside for now. We have less raw materials this year, so we must prepare more next year." There is not enough time this year, so we must open a few shops in wealthy places like Jiangnan next year!

But what Yinzhen didn't know was that he almost caused a public outcry.

The reason is that soap is too popular!

A month or two after the soap came out, the prices of soap bars and bath beans near the capital all dropped. The rich and powerful flocked to buy the soap, but the common people were the only ones who benefited.

Honghui thought, this could barely be considered a good thing!

There is just one thing that is not right. Many shops selling soap and bath beans are doing badly. Some have even closed down. Those with money have found other ways to make a living, while those without money can only sigh all day long but are unable to find a solution.

Fortunately, there was honeycomb coal, which temporarily suppressed the impact of the soap. Those who had no family background turned to the honeycomb coal business. Otherwise, if public opinion was to boil over, Uncle Jiu would be in trouble!

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