Ji Rongjin avoided the conversation: "Can I meet the person who went to Jiangnan?"

"This..." Like Qiao Qingyu, Kangtai did not dare to say anything about safety. He turned around and changed his words like her: "I will bring some mint tea to His Highness." He picked up the tea tray and left the kitchen and dining room.

King Yantao of Liaodong has four young men around him who are the same age as him, namely Kangtai, Ping'an, Lenian, and Laifu. Kangtai is the personal manager, equivalent to the private secretary of future generations, and is in charge of official life; Ping'an is Yan Tao's general affairs.

Steward, of course, the general affairs here are basically what the official steward cannot do, such as going to Jiangnan as a merchant to purchase food, knives, etc. Lenian is the commander of Yan Tao's secret guards, guarding his safety, the fourth

Laifu is the messenger of King Liaodong, equivalent to the intelligence department of later generations. Yan Tao must know any news immediately.

Of course Ji Rongjin didn't know the existence of these four people, but a prince was equivalent to a group boss, and of course he had all kinds of talents around him. It was not unusual to have someone who could get so much food from Jiangnan.

She believed that Yan Tao would be interested in her half-hidden words and would come to her if nothing else happened, so she could just wait.

To Ji Rongjin's surprise, Kangtai brought tea into the study and reported her words back to the master, "Your Highness, Madam Ji would like to come up with ideas to bring goods to sell in the south."

Yan Tao was sitting behind the desk, half leaning on the back of the chair, his eyebrows were narrow and cold.

Mr. Hao laughed: "Your Highness just received a letter from Mr. Min. In the letter, the boss mentioned more than 30,000 soldiers. He asked your Highness to imitate General Huo's farming during the reign of Emperor Gaozong of the Han Dynasty. One is to prevent them from causing trouble, and the other is to be self-sufficient.

Be self-sufficient, otherwise Your Highness will be poor no matter how rich you are."

Mrs. Ji didn't finish her words, so that's probably what she meant.

Yes, what a young lady can think of, and of course the people around His Highness can also think of it. Kangtai sighed secretly, hoping to disappoint Lady Ji and silently retreated.

Mr. Hao thought for a moment and asked: "Will Your Highness let someone take Madam Ji's goods to the south to sell them?"

Yan Tao's eyes were like deep pools and his expression was dark and unclear. He tapped his fingers lightly on the desk twice and said nothing.

Ji Rongjin didn't know that her plan had failed. In order not to let others see that she was waiting, the weather turned cooler and many vegetables could be planted. She got busy and purchased the idle vegetable seeds from all the farmers in the area of ​​100 to 200 miles.

I collected several sacks of cabbage seeds alone, as well as radishes, spinach, garlic, and other vegetables that can grow in autumn.

"Wait for more than a month, and you will collect all the soybeans within a radius of three hundred miles."

"Jin Niang, can you sell out all the goods after collecting so much?" Mai Xiaoji was worried.

"I'm just afraid it's not enough, and you're worried about not being able to sell it all." Ji Rongjin angrily wanted to slap Mai Xiaoji on the head, "Li Ji, tell him whether he can sell it all."

The young lady was so vivid even when she was angry. Li Ji hid the smile in his eyes and pointed towards Zhennan Mountain, "There are more than 30,000 people there."

In fact, after finishing speaking, Mai Xiaoji thought of it, but who told him that his mouth was faster than his brain? His mouth was flat and his face looked pitiful.

Ji Rongjin glanced at him: "Stop pretending to be pitiful for me, and follow me quickly to find Chief Yao Ting."

"Why are you looking for him?" Mai Xiaoji was confused again.

Ji Rongjin reached out to pat his head with melon seeds, but he ran away, "I understand, please ask him to find someone to help us grow vegetables."

"I still ask after thinking about it. I really deserve to be beaten."

The two were fighting like brothers and sisters. Li Ji calmed down his thoughts and walked behind them, looking up at the sky.

Until hundreds of acres of vegetable land were planted, Yan Tao did not come to find her. Instead, dozens of miles in front of Dongsheng Town, Yan Tao's soldiers were clearing the land and setting up fields.

Co-author, her blueberry business died like this?

Angry? A little bit, but what she can think of is that as the king of the land, Yan Tao, let alone himself, even if he is a fool, he still has a think tank around him!

Well, it’s time for her to absorb her sense of superiority as a modern person. As the saying goes, it’s better to rely on the sky and the earth than to rely on yourself. It’s better to be self-reliant!

It’s just fruit wine and jam, and it doesn’t have to be sold to the south. Standing on the top of the hill and looking at the dark "working people", business is coming.

Ji Rongjin recruited a dozen or so quick wives and young ladies in Dongsheng Town. In the evening, he asked them to carry bamboo baskets to the place where the soldiers worked. After working for a day, they returned to the mountain to buy jars of fruit wine or fruit wine.

Bring back some steamed buns with jam, multi-grain pancakes, and kebabs, and drink and eat while blowing the air, don't be too comfortable.

Within a few days, a cellar of fruit wine and jam was sold out. Not only that, but a lot of dried bean curds, tofu and other products were also sold. In more than a month, the small pieces of silver on the bodies of more than 30,000 Yan Tao soldiers were sold out.

, she basically made all the money.

Mr. Situ finally became a rich accountant. When he saw several boxes of coppers and broken silver in the darkroom, he smiled helplessly, "Does King Liaodong know that you have earned nearly 20,000 taels?"

"What does it mean to earn twenty thousand taels? I also have costs, okay?" Ji Rongjin raised his chin deliberately, "Soybeans, artificial labor, it doesn't cost money?"

"Yes, yes..." Mr. Situ smiled and said perfunctorily. There was a cost. Blueberries are wild products, only soybeans and labor. The total cost is only a few hundred taels. She made a net profit of nearly 20,000 taels. I don't know.

What did the King of Liaodong think?

"Sir, I didn't steal or rob. What's your attitude?"

"Yes, yes..." Mr. Situ suppressed a smile, "It's stuffy and dark underground, let's go up quickly."

At the end of September and the beginning of October, the northwest wind blows, and even if you wear all the clothes you can wear, you still can't withstand the cold.

The staff of the King of Liaodong were worried, "Your Highness, start cutting down trees now. If this continues, the place where troops are stationed will become a bare mountain next year."

It’s not that modern people have environmental awareness. Ancient people paid more attention to ecological sustainability than modern people. Whether they go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables or go hunting in the mountains, most people only pick the mature ones. People will keep those cubs and young shoots, which are passed down from ancestors.

Something that few people don't follow.

How did Wang Chou of Liaodong spend the winter? Ji Rongjin had already begun to hibernate in her small room.

Now let’s talk about this room where you can only sleep on the floor without a bed. There is a mystery to this room. There is a kitchen under the corridor of the east bedroom. There is a stove in the kitchen that is almost never used in the summer. Now it is cold. Finally

Start burning wood or coal.

A stone heating duct was laid under the stove, all the way to the east room. In the east room, there were stone heating ducts crisscrossed under the wooden floor. The heating duct was paved with stone slabs, and the wooden floor was laid on top of the stone slabs.

It’s simply not too warm!
Chapter completed!