The happy life of a prodigal

To be honest, my ancestors also grew crops, but you planted wheat, and my ancestors grew rice in the south. "

"Then how did Mr. Zhao make his fortune? Also by growing rice?"

Hearing this topic, the village head became interested, looked at Emperor Chu, and asked a question for the first time.

When Emperor Chu heard this question, he felt a little embarrassed.

It can't be said to rely on rebellion, can it?

After thinking about it, he still told a lie, and replied: "What can a farmer do, that is, those few methods, first go to the city to open a small stall, and then more people eat, and earn some money. , opened a restaurant.

First in a small town in my hometown, then in Fucheng, and then in the capital. "

What Emperor Chu said was a bit like that.

After hearing this, the village head showed an envious expression on his face, and said with emotion: "Mr. Zhao's ancestors were also really smart people. Unlike the old man, the eight generations of his ancestors were all farming crops, and he couldn't think of anything else to earn money." money way.

It is estimated that in the next few generations, it will still grow crops. "

Having said that, he seemed to think of something and stopped.

When Chu Huang and Fang Xiu saw this scene, they naturally understood what he was thinking.

The village chief looks to be 60 or 40 years old, and his son must be [-] or [-] years old no matter how young he is.

At the age of 40, even in this era, it is difficult to marry a wife, not to mention being conscripted to the four northern states to do coolies.

There is only such a family in their family. From now on, whether there will be a next generation is a question.

You must know that there are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is having no descendants.

Thinking that my son is still suffering in all directions in the north, not even a son and a half daughter, I feel as uncomfortable as a needle prick in my heart.

Regarding this matter, no one has more say than Chu Huang.

After all, his family has the throne to pass on.

It is precisely because of this that Emperor Chu feels more empathy for the pain of the village chief.

Most importantly, his pain could have been avoided.

In order to avoid such a situation, the imperial court has discussed this issue many times during court meetings.

Moreover, in the Snapper, he also discussed with several academicians, and finally decided that if a family has only one son, it can be exempted from any form of corvee and labor.

But......

He didn't expect that in the court hall, the princes didn't know how long it took to discuss the rules, and when they left the court hall, no one knew about it.

It was originally for the suffering people in this world, but in the end, the people who were most kept in the dark were these people who were supposed to benefit!

He could imagine that this old man's child did not get the benefits of the court, and who would be responsible for the labor that should have been spared...

It's just... unscrupulous!

Moreover, this place is at the feet of the emperor!

From my own Hall of Mental Cultivation, it would take two or three hours at most to get here on foot, and if I rode a horse, I would arrive here in a blink of an eye.

This is the place where such things happen.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like in a remote place, not to mention the Southeast Road, not to mention the Southwest Road, but the Central Plains Road!

Chapter 581

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen.

This matter, placed on these villagers, will affect their lives, but in the Nuan Pavilion, above the court, the princes only discussed for a few rounds.

I don't know how many similar rules have been set up over the years. Is it the same as this one, and once you leave the Snapper, your appearance changes?

Emperor Chu no longer dared to think about it.

He looked at the village chief with a very complicated expression.

On the one hand, he felt very guilty when he saw that the village elder had nowhere to go.

However, on the other hand, thinking of the officials who implemented the imperial court's policy, they were very angry.

Anger and guilt were mixed together, making him speechless for a long time, and finally he just let out a sigh.

The village chief also noticed the strangeness of Emperor Chu, and changed the topic in a hurry, saying: "Hey, the little old man is talking nonsense, and almost forgot the business...

Master Zhao is here this time because of the crayfish? "

Chu Huang was slightly taken aback, but also remembered his 'purpose' for coming here, nodded, and replied: "Exactly."

The village chief looked at Emperor Chu and asked, "I wonder how many crayfish Mr. Zhao wants to buy?"

When Emperor Chu heard this question, he didn't know how to answer it for a while.

He is the son of heaven, he has to intervene in all affairs of the world, and he has dabbled in astronomy and geography.

However, how many crayfish a restaurant needs to consume in a season, such trivial matters, are not understood at all.

He raised his eyes, glanced at Fang Xiu, and wanted him to answer.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu secretly groaned.

In the past, shopkeeper Lu was in charge of the Spring Breeze Building. After Master Lu took over Zhuxuanzhai, he didn't remember who the new shopkeeper was. How did he know how many crawfish Chunfeng Tower needed.

Can only pretend not to see.

Chu Huang winked at Fang Xiu twice, but seeing that he didn't respond, as if he didn't see it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and casually made up a number: "It's about a thousand catties...

In fact, Quan Zi has been busy with the purchase of this restaurant.

For a while, I can't say clearly, I can only give a rough figure, the specific figure has to be discussed with the old man after my dog ​​is done working..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, the village chief frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but stopped when he heard the latter.

A smile appeared on his face, and he said, "So that's how it is. I thought, how can a big restaurant like Chunfenglou cost tens of thousands of catties of crayfish for at least one season..."

It costs tens of thousands of catties?

Chu Huang and Fang Xiu raised their brows when they heard this number.

Especially Fang Xiu, who never imagined that people in the capital love to eat crayfish so much.

You know, in Chunfeng Building, a catty of crayfish can be sold at a sky-high price of ten taels, tens of thousands of catties is 10 taels!

Of course, a large portion of these crayfish are distributed to Zuihua Pavilion, and the price of Zuihua Pavilion is much more affordable, only [-] cents a catty.

Even so, if these crayfish are added together and the cost is taken into account, they can earn nearly 8000 taels of silver!

And that's not counting the other dishes.

No wonder I clearly felt that during this period of time, I did nothing, neither invented any new gadgets, nor wrote any new scripts.

The money still flowed into his pocket like running water.

It turns out that opening a restaurant is actually so profitable.

Emperor Chu also did not expect that a small Chunfenglou would need tens of thousands of catties of crayfish for a season.

He had tasted the taste of this crawfish before, and it was indeed extraordinary, but at best it was just like that. Compared with river crab, it was still a bit inferior, but so many people love to eat it.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of another question, looked at the village chief, and asked, "I don't know how much money is needed for this catty of crayfish?"

The quantity is so much, and there is no way to talk about it. The most important thing is the price.

When the village chief heard this question, he also became serious, sat up straight as much as possible, looked at Emperor Chu with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a while, he said: "Master Zhao, to tell you the truth, we only learned from Mr. Fang this year that this crayfish is edible.

Therefore, the price was set a little low from the beginning..."

As soon as Chu Huang and Fang Xiu heard this, they knew... well, the price was going to increase.

Of course, Emperor Chu himself didn't care about the money, because it had nothing to do with him.

Fang Xiu beside him frowned.

When I left, the villagers of another village saw each other off, and the words they said were extremely touching.

Although I have never been to this village, I sent someone to pass the news about the crawfish.

Saying it like this now, talking about business, although not chilling, made him feel a little worthless.

only......

At this time, the village chief changed the subject and said: "Although the price was set low at the beginning, there is no Mr. Fang. We peasants who don't know a single word know that this crawfish is edible, but we thought it was a red worm. Woolen cloth......

I heard that Mr. Zhao's Spring Breeze Tower is related to Mr. Fang. Since it is sold to Mr. Zhao, the price cannot be changed, and it is still twenty yuan per catty.

Of course, as far as last year is concerned, our village and several neighboring villages produced more than ten thousand catties of crayfish.

The old man has already talked with the village chiefs of those villages before. The crayfish was sold to Chunfenglou and Mr. Zhao, and it was still twenty yuan a catty, and the rest.

Selling it to other restaurants, or selling it directly to those big families, costs [-] cents a catty.

On this point, please Master Zhao not to mention it to others..."

This is easy to understand.

Selling for [-] Wen at the same time, at the same time selling [-] Wen, if the people who spent [-] Wen know the news, they will naturally not be willing.

They can't afford to mess with Chunfenglou, and it will be these people who will be in trouble at that time.

After hearing these words, Emperor Chu thought of another point.

He still remembered that the crayfish he ate in Chunfenglou back then cost about ten taels of silver for a plate of about one catty!

From twenty Wen a catty to ten taels a catty, the difference in between is too much!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Fang Xiu.

When Fang Xiu saw this scene, he immediately understood what Emperor Chu was thinking, and hurriedly leaned into his ear, and defended himself in a low voice: "I earn money from princes, nobles and rich merchants.

Without these silvers, where can I buy food, and without food, how can I give porridge to those poor people..."

When Emperor Chu heard this, he shook his head, glanced at him, and said calmly, "I don't think what you said."

Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback, but did not understand what he meant.

Chu Huang sighed, and did not continue to entangle on this issue, but looked at the village head, and asked: "Last year, so many crayfish can only be sold for [-] yuan, is it enough to support the family?" ?”

Chapter 582 Tian Fu

The village chief was startled when he heard the question from Emperor Chu, obviously not understanding what he meant.

After a while, he smiled and said excitedly: "Of course, of course it is enough, thanks to this crayfish, it can be sold for so much money.

Otherwise, the people in our village will have a hard time this winter.

It turns out that this year's harvest was not good, and there was a famine, and the people from the Central Plains were all like hungry wolves, if it wasn't for the Lord Fu Yin who sent troops to guard the village.

The labor in the village alone can't keep the food.

This year is good, this year is really good, with Mr. Fang and crayfish, not only can we eat enough this year, but we can also save more..."

He babbled on, turning over and over a few words, nothing more than thanking Mr. Fang, thanking the crayfish, and thanking the court.

Fang Xiu listened in embarrassment.

I wanted to remind me several times: All of this is due to the court, Your Majesty, and you keep thanking me for what I do.

While Chu Huang was listening, listening, his expression changed a little.

He gradually came to his senses.

It seems that these farmers, instead of blaming Chunfenglou and Zuihuage, are very grateful to them?

This made him a little puzzled.

It's obviously exploitation, it's obviously oppression, how could it become a gift in the eyes of these people?

These people are still too simple.

After hearing this, Emperor Chu couldn't hold back, and said, "Old man, do you know how much the crawfish will cost per catty when it arrives in the city?"

The village head heard this question, thought for a while, and replied: "I don't know much about other things, I only know that the Zuihua Pavilion seems to sell fifty yuan a catty, and the Chunfeng Building sells..."

Having said that, I took a look at Emperor Chu and saw that his expression didn't change, so I said just now: "The Spring Breeze Building seems to be selling for ten taels."