How to become the richest man by farming

Chapter 236 Everyone thinks of a solution

Zhao Feng: "Although I haven't seen the gift lists, since Aunt Qing asked you to think of a way, I guess those gift lists should be valuable, right?"

Zhao Huan nodded, "How can those people give gifts that are worthless?"

Zhao Feng looked in the direction of the capital and said calmly: "Huanhuan, if the news about me amassing money in the fiefdom comes back to the capital, how will my father feel?"

Looking at Zhao Feng's slightly lonely expression, Zhao Huan suddenly understood.

The father had never shown much affection towards the two siblings, otherwise he would not have allowed his brother, who was in poor health, to travel a long distance to such a blessed place.

The eldest emperor is obviously three years older than his elder brother, but he still lives in the palace and makes his presence felt in front of his father every day.

As for the elder brother, who was raised in the imperial grandmother's palace due to his frailty, he could not easily see his father.

Those who didn’t know about being crowned king this time thought it was such an honor for my brother to be crowned king and given a fiefdom early...

In fact, this was just to deal with his grandfather and because he was afraid of him, so he thought of a way to get rid of his brother.

If the elder brother accepts money from wealthy families in the city without any reason, he might be reported to the capital and made a fuss about.

And if you directly refuse to accept it, you will probably turn into enemies.

My brother wants to build a mansion here and live here for a long time...

If a powerless prince continues to quarrel with local wealthy households, it is conceivable that his future life will not be very comfortable.

Moreover, the gifts that Aunt Qing declined earlier were placed in the main hall of Qingfeng Garden, and they were not allowed to refuse them at all.

Now those expensive gifts are placed in the east wing like a hot potato.

Seeing that Zhao Huan was at a loss what to do, Zhao Feng prompted: "I heard that Mr. Han has almost emptied the county government's finances recently for the refugees outside the city?"

Zhao Huan nodded. She heard this from the people below.

The funds allocated by the imperial court were only enough to give those refugees some breathing space, but what Han did was to resettle all the refugees, which was not even the slightest bit wrong.

Although there is a way to pledge donations, it is still impossible to make it perfect. We can only ensure that the refugees have a place to stay when winter comes.

Zhao Huan's eyes lit up, "Brother, do you mean to donate those gifts to the county government?"

Zhao Feng smiled and said: "I didn't say it, this is all your own thinking."

Zhao Huan covered his mouth and nodded, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes at all.

Seeing that the weather is getting colder, since we want to donate it to the county government to help refugees, it is better to do it sooner rather than later.

Tan Qing obviously knew this very well, and led Zhao Huan hand in hand to go through the list of gifts, and finally selected a few items from the things sent by Tan Guogong, and recorded them in the name of the brother and sister...

The moment he got the gift list, Han was overjoyed and immediately said that he would send plaques to each family to express his gratitude.

Zhao Huan rolled his eyes and suggested: "My imperial brother is very good at calligraphy. Why don't we let him write this plaque in his own hand? It can be regarded as the Yong'an Palace's contribution to the suffering people."

Han Ziran supported it with both hands.

……

Soon, new notices were posted in the city.

The general idea is that King Yong'an knew the plight of the suffering people, and united with the wealthy households in the city to launch a donation, hoping to raise funds for the people. The county government is now taking the lead to hold an auction event in two days. At that time, all those who donate materials and auction donations will receive a plaque written by King Yong'an himself.

At the same time, a list of existing charity items was posted. For a time, the people in the city were talking a lot, some were sighing at the generosity of the rich, and some were curious about the frail prince.

At this time, Jiang Yunzheng and Mrs. Zhou were following several leaders of the transportation team to visit the merchants they had cooperated with in Minzhou...

There is no way to make mushroom sauce from fresh mushrooms. Although the storage time of mushroom sauce is longer than that of fresh mushrooms, it is definitely not as good as dried mushrooms.

So they want to sell the mushroom sauce as quickly as possible.

As a new attempt, everyone is very confident in mushroom sauce, but in any case, it takes time for a new product to be accepted by the public. Moreover, their production of mushroom sauce this time will probably not be small.

Now that Jiang Yang was unconscious, the whole family discussed it, and finally the most experienced Mrs. Zhou took over the important task, and Jiang Yun accompanied him as a bodyguard and assistant.

The first person they visited was Brother Ma, whom Jiang Yang often mentioned.

After hearing that Jiang Yang was unconscious, Brother Ma expressed his condolences and happily ordered a batch of dried mushrooms, but refused the mushroom sauce.

"Auntie is here in person today, so if I have anything to say, I will say it directly..."

Mrs. Zhou nodded, "Shopkeeper Ma said it doesn't matter. Once we know the shortcomings, we can make better improvements."

Brother Ma: “I have to say, your mushroom sauce is delicious, and it definitely goes well with rice. But in the end, it’s just a side dish that goes well with rice.

Ordinary people can just make it themselves, and it’s cheap. How many people will pay this price to buy your mushroom sauce? As for wealthy families, they are very cautious about buying things like this directly. Unlike mushrooms and vegetables that have to be cooked after they are bought back, they are willing to accept them as long as they are in good quality and fresh. "

Seeing Mrs. Zhou and Jiang Yun nodding in approval, Brother Ma added a few more words, "Let me tell you, your mushroom sauce may be more attractive to those who work hard outside."

Brother Ma's analysis was sincere and practical, which benefited both Mrs. Zhou and Jiang Yun a lot.

For example, their mushroom sauce may be difficult to sell to large households.

For example, their user group may be those coolies who are inconvenient to light a fire for cooking.

……

Seeing that they had listened, Brother Ma hesitated for a moment and then reminded you: "I want to remind you of something. There is always something special about doing business on a boat - women are not allowed on the boat. Some fleets will even refuse women to sell. s things."

Mrs. Zhou and Jiang Yun frowned at the same time, but when they visited one by one, only a few caravans placed orders, their faces became serious.

Some merchants didn't even let them in. When they saw that they were women, they waved them away.

I thought the sales trip would not be so smooth, but I didn't expect it to be so - a large number of people refused without hesitation just because they were women.

Being rejected again, Jiang Yun's fists tightened and he wanted to smash the door in front of him.

It was Mrs. Zhou who patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "It's normal to be rejected when doing business. It's too early to be impatient now."

Jiang Yun flipped through the list, "This is already the last household. We have only ordered 600 kilograms of dry goods. What will happen to the rest..."

Thinking of what Brother Ma said, Mrs. Zhou picked up a basket full of mushroom sauce and said, "Then try selling it yourself. Let's go, let's find a place to rest first, and tomorrow we will set up a stall on the pier."

……

Early the next morning, Mrs. Zhou brought Jiang Yun to the dock.

Although it is the fishing moratorium and there are not many foreign caravans, there are still some caravans transporting local specialty goods, so there are still many coolies waiting to work at the dock.

　Sleepy, sleepy... Good night, see you tomorrow.

　　(End of this chapter)