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"Lord Guo, the so-called market is just to use a large number of goods to reduce the purchase price, and then save the transportation cost. The price will be lower. Those people must flock to it!"
Outside baochangsheng, Zhu Yongzheng listened to the shopkeeper's introduction with satisfaction.
"That party woke up, but he was too greedy. He wanted to make 50% profit on a piece of silk, so he had to bargain me, ha ha ha!"
Looking at the flow of people in and out of the door, Zhu Yong said, "keep an eye on the price there. If there is a change, we will change."
Zhu Yong was in a good mood, so he called friends and went to Qinhuai River.
Zhu Yong wrapped his arms around the two women and listened to the praise of several hoons and relatives. He couldn't help feeling a little floating.
"Duke Zhu, this party woke up and came up with a good way to make money, but he doesn't know how to operate. When we open one, we'll squeeze him out and close it!"
Zhu Yong took a sip of the wine glass in the hands of the woman around him, and then said with a smile, "why not? There are many rich people in Jinling City. It's easy to open more stores."
At that time, old Zhu Ding was the capital of Jinling, but many rich households were forcibly relocated from all over the country. The consumption power of Jinling was unmatched in the Ming Dynasty.
"Then thank you, Duke Zhu. I'll be grateful when I turn back."
Without Zhu Yong's consent, if someone goes to open such a big grocery store, it will be light.
This is the 'patent'.
I can imitate others, but you can't!
When he was drunk and in love, Zhu Yong began to indulge, and the cabin was full of spring for a time.
"My Lord! My lord..."
Zhu Yonggang untied half the clothes of the women around him. When he heard the cry, he couldn't help but say angrily, "cry for the soul!"
A servant in blue looked worried at the hatch door. When Zhu Yong saw it, he couldn't help but shout, "if you have anything to say!"
The servant wanted to go in and whispered, but he saw that the others were all curious, and Zhu Yong was also heroic and self powerful. He had to hesitate and say, "Lord Guo, the shopkeeper of the four seas market and... He Xinghe went... To the household department."
Zhu Yong touched his delicate hand and said indifferently, "I'll go as soon as I go. Who will you show your dead parents? Get out! Eh!"
Zhu Yong's body was shocked. He couldn't believe it and asked, "but he went with silver?"
The servant nodded with a bitter face, "I have brought a lot. Look, the weight should be treasure notes."
"Bang!"
The wine pot collided with the floor. Zhu Yong pushed the woman away and got up angrily: "Fang Dehua! Lie in the trough, your ancestor!"
Those who accompanied them looked at each other, and two of them whispered to the people around them.
"Why is Duke Zhu angry?"
"Before he woke up, Fang urged his majesty to collect business tax. Why did you say he went to the household with those treasure bills?"
"Sleeping trough! This is to take the initiative to pay taxes? It's so poisonous!"
"Xinghebo is the first to pay taxes, and the Duke of Zhu behind will sit on the wax!"
"But Fang Xing only occupied a few members in the four seas market. Did others follow him?"
"Do you know who those elements are? Duke Zhu knows, so you see he's in a hurry!"
Zhu Yong was sitting in wax. He felt that he had sat on the crater, so he dispersed the banquet and hurriedly called Chen Yue.
Chen Yuegang had just learned about it below. He looked dignified and said, "Lord, we're in trouble!"
Zhu Yong now has a rare clear mind. He said impatiently, "my country doesn't want to pay taxes. What can you do?"
Chen Yue said with a wry smile: "Lord, there are members of the palace in the four seas market. Even they have to pay taxes. As a hero who rests with the country, you have to worry about your Majesty's view!"
At the mention of Zhu Di, Zhu Yong's mind was confused. He said eagerly, "why don't we pay taxes? It's good to make an idea."
Chen Yue deeply felt that he had chosen the wrong owner. He said helplessly: "as long as you pay the tax, no matter how much, someone will build momentum, and then the central court can slowly collect business tax in Jinling. If someone dares not to pay, it must be at least more powerful than you."
……
The Ministry of household, Xia Yuanji looked at the treasure notes in the box and said gratefully, "Xinghe bogoran is loyal to the country. I'm worried about how to recover the treasure notes! Thank you very much!"
Fang Xing made a ha ha and went to the side with Xia Yuanji.
"Lord Xia, you are the Minister of household. Why don't you give me a suggestion? Agricultural and commercial taxes can be paid in treasure notes, okay?"
"No!"
Xia Yuanji said with a disdainful face: "in this case, treasure bills must pass through the world, but there is no food in the court. What do you say?"
"Buy it! Take the treasure money and buy it. It's just one in and one out."
Seeing Xia Yuanji's anger, Fang woke up and said with a smile: "it's just a joke. We still have to collect the basic grain, otherwise if the grain price is completely liberalized, the Daming will be in chaos."
Xia Yuanji's face was a little Ji: "you know, without food, disaster relief, how can those projects be carried out?"
"But if you do this today, those who have business have to hate you!"
"Hate it!" Fang Xing said indifferently, "don't those people hate me if I don't pay taxes?"
Fang Xing's story of paying taxes at the household department for the four seas market soon spread. Zhu Di had just finished his meal and was drinking tea.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The eunuch hurried forward to beat Zhu Di on the back. After a long time, Zhu Di waved his hand and gasped, "that upright is really restless. He has only been back for a few days? He has made a big mistake for me!"
The eunuch said with a smile, "Your Majesty, it's good for xinghebo to take the lead in paying taxes!"
"A good thing is a good thing, but he chose the wrong time! This boy is estimated to scare Zhu Yong away!"
The eunuch was stunned and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you want to be a Duke... The old slave is talkative."
Zhu Di snorted coldly, "some people are guarding the frontier fortress, others are at ease in Jinling City, don't want to serve the country, and live and dream all day!"
This is not Zhu Yong. Zhu Yong is good at martial arts, and the frequency of going in and out of the party is not high.
At this time, a eunuch came in at the door and told him, "Your Majesty, Duke Cheng was ill and asked someone to close Bao Changsheng."
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"Zhu Yong is ill?"
Back home, Fang woke up to the news and couldn't help but be happy.
Xie Jin said angrily, "can he not be ill? If he doesn't pay taxes, he will offend his majesty, and if he pays taxes, he will offend those honourable relatives. He is in a dilemma. He just gets sick and closes Bao Changsheng for this reason."
Fang Xing said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty may be disappointed."
Xie Jin was surprised and said, "you mean... Your Majesty was going to kill Cheng Guogong?"
"Why not? Otherwise, your Majesty's warning will have arrived on the day baochangsheng opens the door. After all, most of the members of the four seas market are royalty!"
Xie Jin frowned and said, "do you mean... If anyone opens such a market in the future, he can't do without paying taxes?"
Fang woke up and said, "exactly."
"How poisonous!"
Xie Jin said bitterly, "the means are too insidious! People can only watch the four seas market make so much money. How vicious your intentions are!"
Fang woke up and said leisurely, "this is throwing a golden hook, waiting for those greedy fish to take the bait, Jiang Taigong fishing!"