Wei Yang pulled the old man and walked around.

"The supplies for each city have basically been sent. I took a look and found that there were more supplies for life than in previous years, including cotton and silk. When it comes to this product, we suffered a great loss. There were too few Shu brocades sent from Sichuan. It was only three or two feet apart, and the price was also irritating." The old man said angrily, "It's a pity that we are not suitable for raising silkworms. Otherwise, self-sufficient would be enough."

That's to commit suicide.

If you don’t give others a way to live, you will lose your way to live. You still have to share some money and things with others.

"It is called business if there are coming and going. Otherwise, why should people help us promote it? However, we do need to develop silk fabrics. The military is too expensive. Now the coarse cloth needed for custom-made cotton armor is based on Hubei and Jiangxi cloth. Silk is mainly Jiangnan and Sichuan. If this continues, the initiative will be in the hands of others. We have to ask them to make money." Wei Yang said, "The best thing this year is that the garrisons in various places can receive letters from their families. If they are lonely in the border guard, they must take care of the mood of the soldiers. Sometimes spiritual food is more valuable than material things. Is the letter from home worth tens of thousands of dollars?"

The two of them were talking and checking the store all the way. What made Wei Yang happy was that some stores were actually holding discounts.

"Old Prince, Wei Xiaoguanren, we have always made small profits but quick turnovers. We also emptied the backlog of supplies in the warehouse during the Chinese New Year. Look, this good cotton cloth used to be one or two cents, but now three ounces can be bought with three ounces." The store owner introduced the business diligently.

Wei Yang looked at it and sneered: "You are a smart profiteer."

The store owner complained: "Why did you say this by sir?"

"In ancient times, silk fabrics were made of single threads and double strands. Look at how many threads did the silk fabrics here use? You put silk here, and silk is made of thick silk. Are you silk? I see that you are mostly defective, no wonder there are not many people here." Wei Yang blamed, "If you use second place as a good product and open a specialty store during the New Year, you will not even have a way out. When will you win over customers? You have to win over good customers at this time. What do you want to eat if your reputation is bad?"

The old prince looked at him sideways. Does this guy still know this?

But the merchant was frightened. What kind of "specialty store" the government wanted to open would cost the lives of these little vendors!

"There is no room for negotiation on this matter. People want to eat and dress. You set the price like this. What should the people do?" Wei Yang said, "Shu Jin is only two thousand yuan per piece from the place of origin. It is still used in the old system. If you dare to sell 8 thousand yuan per piece, it will be divided into the current system. Forty times the profit is not enough, and you are still making tricks. If this continues, the people in the western region will not give you a way out. Don't blame us for dumping goods at low prices."

However, in a moment, the cloth merchants in the city knew about this. Official Wei Xiaoren said that the government would open a cloth store, which was a matter of most cloth merchants.

Wei Yang has inspected the grain shop, and the grain merchants are still honest. The wheat coming from the Central Plains is basically about one tael of stone, which should be quite expensive.

However, the grain output in the western region is still very rare. It takes about 460 cents of a stone to get wheat from the Central Plains. The double price is within the acceptance range.

"The food price can be increased a little more." Wei Yang said.

The old man was shocked, do you think you have too much money?

Wei Yang said: "After the New Year, the economic war broke out with one stone. We may have nowhere to buy money. Only when profits are enough can those merchants serve as our helpers. Money is a number, and spending it is money."

But that would give those merchants too much profit!

"You boy doesn't feel sorry at all." Lao Wang also complained about this guy's generosity.

Wouldn't it be good for us to keep that money?

"I have no food to eat, do you lead troops into the pass to grab it, or do I go into the capital to grab the emperor's job?" Wei Yang asked with a squinted look.

The old man immediately had nothing to say.

He just felt sorry for the money. What should he do if he spent it handfuls at home?

"We have a gun in our hand, and the granary in the pass. Only when the army is stable and the people are in my heart, can we sit firmly on Diaoyutai." Wei Yang said, "What are you doing with so much private money?"

"Who keeps your private money? You're talking nonsense, I'm very poor." The old man jumped three feet high and covered his sleeves and said, "He never hides his private money. "If you want to hide it, you hide it yourself. How much have you hidden it?"

ha!

Does Wei Xiaolang need to hide his private money?

When he spoke, he bought New Year's goods, but Wei Yang did not drink alcohol, but he needed some wine for the sacrifice. Even after the New Year, he wanted to return the gift for a hundred years, and bought some more. The silver was like flowing water. Wei Yang kept grinning. Today, he spent all his money!

"What do you think I'm doing? I don't have private money. The problem is that Qing'er saved this money for me. I have only saved this little in the past few years. I still have to consider buying martial arts secrets." Wei Yang saw Hu Zi handing out a piece of silver, put away a little coarse cloth, and shivered with pain. He said to Mei Changyun, "Or why don't you help me with some money? You have the confidence to save some money to invite you to drink. Otherwise, you can't ask Feng Wu if he wants it, right?"

Mei Changyun touched his sleeves.

This is also a poor guy.

However, his smile became more and more gentle. Although Wei Xiaolang was not a kind person, he was really nice to Feng Wu. He could not handle money at all.

"What are you laughing at?" Princess Xiangyang suddenly saw Hu Zishunzi looking at each other with a smile, and couldn't help but say strangely.

Shunzi laughed strangely and said, "That year, Hu Zi hid some private money, and Xiaolang asked Xi to take it away. Hu Zi was taking revenge."

Hu Zi immediately said, "You are talking nonsense, how could I have such an idea?"

Just looking at his face, he was obviously happy.

It was evening while talking. Wei Yang looked at the cart of New Year's goods, and he seemed to see only his own money.

I have to use money to walk in the world. This time I have to find Feng Wu to reimburse him.

"Don't give too much, just give half." Wei Yang thought, "This requirement is not high, it should be successful, right?"

The old prince couldn't bear it, so he whispered: "There must be rewards from the court during the New Year. You can keep it more, otherwise you can stay in the palace and keep it for you. You can get it when you want it."

Wei Yang was very suspicious. Could this old man be trying to beat him up?!

"With your title, there will not be too much reward. One hundred taels is a relatively large meaning, but I don't know if it will be given to you." Princess Xiangyang came over to explain, "I also have a reward of dozens of taels," said I sighingly, "If I can't get my hands on it, I'll give you a little?"

this……

How can I be embarrassed!

"Also, don't forget to pay New Year's money." Princess Xiangyang calculated the expenses for Wei Yang. "You have to pay five taels per person in the Liu family. You didn't pay five taels in previous years. This year, you have to make up for it. This is fifteen taels. You can't send fifty taels per person for your subordinates who have children. You still have to pay fifty taels per person. You still have to pay dozens of taels per person. You have to calculate the neighbors and your employees. Yes, I heard from Feng Wu that she wants to give fifty taels per person. Why do you have to pay five taels per person? Do you still have that much money now?"

The more Wei Yang heard, his throat became dryer. He grabbed Princess Xiangyang's sleeve and said, "Sister, help me, lend me some money!"

He finally understood that this is not the New Year.

This is the nominal tycoon who beat him!
Chapter completed!