Qin Shi: The killer at the beginning insists on forcing me to become emperor

"Brother Ye, this is the official document from the government. You can sell goods legally in the future."

Ye Fan came to Han Fei the next day. When he was at Zilanxuan yesterday, Han Fei asked him to come and get it today.

Han Fei drinks so much wine every day. He is really addicted to alcohol. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't drink for a day.

It was already noon, and the other party had just gotten up. Ye Fan had been practicing all morning since he got up, and both the Demon Subduing Fist and the Golden Bell had grown.

Looking at this thin piece of paper and the seal on it, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh that he always wanted to have a good relationship with the government.

Without this piece of paper, it would be really difficult for Ye Fan to sell this thing.

"Brother Han, I think it's necessary to remind you that if you drink so much every day, I'm really worried that you won't be able to see tomorrow..."

Wanran knows that the other guy will not die, but what if?

Ye Fan himself has traveled through time. If there is a butterfly effect and Han Fei suddenly becomes OVER, then it will be over if Ying Zheng doesn't come or if he sends a minister.

After all, having a life-long friendship with Ying Zheng is definitely more reliable than coming to him on his own initiative.

Han Fei was very happy to see Ye Fan caring about him for a rare moment. This brother was reliable.

What Han Fei didn't know was that Ye Fan was afraid that his plan would be disrupted if he died.

"Hahaha! Brother Ye, don't worry, I know it in my heart. It'll be fine."

Then he picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp, and then showed an intoxicated expression. For Han Fei, this was just his hobby.

Seeing the other party like this, Ye Fan didn't care about the other party.

For Honglian's sake, when the other party is in Qin's prison, he can give him good advice. The other party is the kind of person who never looks back until he hits the wall.

The premise is that he can have a very high status at that time. If he can take care of Moon God or Yan Fei, then Han Fei will not die under the Six Souls Horror Curse.

I didn't see Honglian when I came here today. Ye Fan felt it was a pity. It was a good time for the relationship to heat up, but it was all ruined by Han Fei that day.

If it weren't for Honglian's sake, he really wanted to beat her up to vent her anger.

In the next few days, Ye Fan was looking for a suitable store. It was not a problem for his money making ability. With Ye Fan getting everything ready, today was the day when Ye Fan's store opened.

As a time traveler, Ye Fan knows how to maximize benefits.

Ye Fan first sold these goods to those rich people, and after a few years, he sold such things to everyone in the world.

In fact, Ye Fan also has another idea: if he knows the approximate location of the world, can the white people on the other side of the continent...

"Congratulations! I didn't even go to help you open the store today. I'm sorry."

After a busy day, Ye Fan was here at Zilanxuan in the evening. Zi Nu was a little sorry for not attending the opening ceremony of Ye Fan's store.

"It's okay, none of this matters."

Ye Fan knew that Zi Nu's identity was relatively sensitive, and that she was not the kind of person who liked to join in the fun.

"Haha! I'm afraid Ye Fan made a lot of money in one day today!"

Han Fei knew that such products were extremely popular. He didn't know how much he made in Xinzheng today.

Although he didn't know the raw materials, Han Fei knew that the profits were definitely very high.

But I didn't expect it to be so high. Compared with the money earned, the price of those materials was almost like free.

It can be said that the profit has reached an astonishing over 95%.

"Oh! I don't know, how much did you make today?"

Zi Nu was also a little curious, her melodious voice was like a lark, and then she looked at Mark, and even Wei Zhuang was the same.

Regarding that kind of mirror, he was surprised when he saw it for the first time. It was so clear.

Seeing everyone's curious looks, Ye Fan knew that he would scare the other party to death if he said it.

"Guess for yourselves?"

After taking a sip of tea, Ye Fan also became confused.

"One hundred gold?"

Zi Nu said tentatively that she knew that Ye Fan's mirror was very precious, but once there were too many of them, the value would be greatly reduced.

So there are not that many quotes.

I saw Ye Fan shook his head, and then slowly said two words, looking very pretentious.

"not enough."

Han Fei held his chin and thought for a while. He knew about Ye Fan's shop today. The people who went to buy were all famous businessmen and even high-ranking housekeepers. Now one hundred gold is less, so it will be five hundred gold.

"I guess about five hundred gold."

Regarding Han Fei, Ye Fan knew that the other person was smart but still guessed wrong and shook his head.

"Okay, stop being so secretive and tell me quickly! Everyone wants to know."

That is, Zi Nu talked to Ye Fan like this, pushed Ye Fan slightly, and then urged.

Everyone was very curious when he saw them, but the second uncle was the only one who had no expression on his face and just wanted to say he was bored.

"A full two thousand gold."

Ye Fan easily said the two thousand gold, but Zi Nu, Han Fei, and Zhang Liang were so frightened that they covered their mouths. Even Wei Zhuang's eyes were fixed, a little surprised.

You must know that even Zi Nu's Zilanxuan only earns between one thousand and two thousand gold a day, and Ye Fan's two thousand gold a day is really scary.

You must know that Zilanxuan has a considerable cost, and Ye Fan only has a few workers and a house. As for the dispensable raw materials, they are really of no use.

"Are you very surprised? I was the same after I found out, but that's all."

"Brother Han, it seems that there are quite a few wealthy people in Xinzheng."

Ye Fan's words made Han Fei a little embarrassed. There were so many rich people, but countless civilians couldn't even have a full meal, and even had to eat tree roots and bark to satisfy their hunger. It was so ironic.

Such a profitable business has obviously attracted the attention of a lot of people, and Ji Wuye is the same, all wanting a piece of the pie.

Someone can actually make such a thing. If he can get it, it will definitely be very helpful.

The Royal Palace, Hu Meiren’s bedroom.

Looking at myself in the mirror, graceful and graceful, with skin as thick as gelatin, every frown and smile can be said to be disturbing, but I am alone in an empty room.

"It's really so clear. I don't know who has such incredible craftsmanship and can actually make such a clear mirror."

Hu Meiren murmured, as for the previous bronze mirror, it had been thrown aside long ago.