Tang Dynasty: Nine-year-old County Grandpa

After enjoying the bowl of lotus soup accompanied by the two girls, Chu Jie still felt a little embarrassed in his heart when he left the palace in the carriage driven by Zhanzhao.

Princess Snow Goose, in his eyes before, was just a distant figure.

In the historical records, she married a girl from a clan in Tibet as a political victim.

That's all.

Now that he has seen people, he has chatted at close range, and he has felt her naivety and well-behaved, and Chu Jie has come back to his senses.

This is not a character in the history books, but a living girl.

A female compatriot who has flesh and blood and has had a happy childhood, but who is suffering more and more as a victim.

"Dou Lukuan, you are really a man-eating demon.

Chu Jie sighed.

After returning to the county office, there was nothing to do all night.

Early the next morning, Chu Jie was woken up by his master Chen Xiu.

"Master, there are many adults here, and it is said that His Majesty ordered them to come. "

I didn't dare to slack off, and I was already brought to the living room.

Chen Xiu's voice outside through the door was a little nervous.

Because the people who came, any official position, was higher than Chu Jie.

"Got it, let them wait.

Chu Jie responded lightly.

The maid Xiaoyu held the official robe and came to change Chu Jie's clothes.

When Chen Xiu was extremely nervous, Chu Jie didn't pay attention to the room of high-ranking officials outside at all.

After putting on his official robe, he drank a bowl of millet porridge with honey, and then he came to the living room under the leadership of Chen Xiu.

In the meeting room, a large number of officials sat tall and short, fat and thin.

Their most unified feature is that they are dressed in purple official robes.

These are all qualified to be worn by Beijing officials above the fourth grade.

"Morning, gentlemen.

Chu Jie said expressionlessly.

He was not even spared.

It's arrogant.

However, none of the people in the group dared to attack.

They had seen Chu Jie's tearing in the court with their own eyes.

Then, the two Shangshu-level officials fell gorgeously.

"Lord Chu, Your Majesty ordered me to come and negotiate with you, I don't know what Lord Chu wants to talk about?"

asked an elderly man with gray hair, loose corners of his eyes, and a look similar to Su Daqiang.

This person is the eldest grandson Wuji's uncle Gao Shilian, the highest status among everyone present.

"Lord Gao, my lords, what this official wants to discuss with you is the cooperative business of briquettes and coal stoves along the Yangtze River in the south.

Chu Jie raised his head and said.

"Shhh...... The briquettes that took down the entire Chang'an restaurant as soon as he made a move?"

Gao Shilian's high-quality imitation of Su Daqiang's face appeared surprised, and he gasped.

The officials of the Guanlong Group behind him also fried the pot all of a sudden.

"It's that thing

?" "I don't know how to do that, but this involves coal mines, and this is a business that can only be done by the imperial court, right?" "Yes, is it appropriate for me to openly touch such a trade involving coal mines for no reason?"

"I don't know, but since Your Majesty let us come, we must have allowed

it,

right?"

"Speaking of which, the briquettes and coal stoves are really good things, and the low-cost supply can be exchanged for half of the shares of all restaurants in Chang'an, and it can also be sold to the rich for their own kitchens and indoor heating, but this is expensive. "

Not only is it expensive, I also bought it, the restaurant costs sixty wen for four, and we want three hundred wen for four, which is a full five times!"

"Alas, there is no way to double it, even if it is doubled five, it is better than buying firewood, and the coal stove costs ten taels of silver a piece, so I have to buy it."

"In this way, the rich families in Chang'an alone have made at least a hundred thousand taels of coal stove money!"

"Not only the rich, even if they are poor, they can save money by buying it, but as long as they can afford it, they will grit their teeth and buy it." Those

officials of the Guanlong Group all excitedly discussed the prospect of this coal furnace.

At this time, Gao Shilian stood up with a face that was quite similar to Su Daqiang, and asked questions on behalf of everyone.

"Lord Chu, these are industries involving coal mines, can we really move?"

Gao Shilian asked.

All the officials of the Guanlong Group looked at Chu Jie with shining eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, of course you can't move the coal mine, what we are talking about is the income from this briquette.

"As long as you are interested, the proceeds from the coal cakes made from the coal mines mined by the imperial court near that side can be sold to you.

"For example, Chengdu City, that place is not much different from our Chang'an's consumption power, or even higher than Chang'an.

"The proceeds of the coal mines, such as half of the shares of all the restaurants, can be given to you by the court for a hundred years after the court gets it.

"Not only the income from the restaurant, but also half of the income from the sale of briquettes and coal stoves.

"I can give it to you. "

The way to give is to auction!" "

Other cities along the Yangtze River, and so on!" Chu

Jie said simply and clearly.

The people present were all high-level executives, and their brains were active, and they immediately heard Chu Jie's distribution method, which was auction.

"This ...... Isn't this the imperial court sending us money?"

"My God, such a good thing, and it's still a hundred years

!" "The auction is good, the highest bidder eats meat, and those who can't afford it can only go to a small city

!" "The imperial court is really friendly to our Guanlong family

!" "That's right, even if it's other families, don't dream of getting the opportunity for this auction!"

"It's valuable, this auction is valuable

!" "That's right, it just so happens that the large amount of money we buried in the cellar can be used!"

Those

officials and family heads of the Guanlong Group suddenly realized how valuable this auction opportunity was, and they were immediately excited.

"Lord Chu, what is the starting price of the auction?" Gao

Shilian asked.

"Start with Chengdu, Chengdu urban area, 600,000 stone grain shooting!" Chu

Jie took out the map and pointed to Chengdu, a prosperous city in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.

"Wait, food!?"

"Lord Chu, food is very valuable now!" Gao

Shilian said.

"No matter how valuable the current grain is, can it still bring you a hundred years of income?"

"It's your business whether to buy it or not, Chengdu 600,000 stone grain and grass

, if you want it, you will bid it, and if you don't want it, you will be auctioned directly!"

"It is Your Majesty's request to give you the Guanlong Group first, if you don't want it, the family that will find the land at that time will be."

"With such lucrative opportunities to make money, there are a lot of people who want them.

Chu Jie said, took out an open hourglass that lasted about five minutes, and put it on the table with a snap.

Everyone watched as the sand in the funnel of the hourglass began to decrease, and suddenly turned their eyes to Gao Shilian.