Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 437 King Lu was surprised
At the end of the year, when Huixian Tower was doing its accounting, it was agreed that 30% of the profits would be shared with Zhao Pingxuan, the youngest son of the King of Lu family. How could Zhao Guangyuan break his promise?

At first, Zhao Guangyuan was known to everyone as being "poor". He had no money as capital to open a restaurant, so he kept half of the money borrowed from the palace. King Lu couldn't stand it, so he secretly sent 300,000 taels of silver, which Zhao Guangyuan used as capital. He gave 30% of the stock to Xiao Pingshuo.

I came to pick up Changzhi today and brought the account book of Huixian Tower.

Today is the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are still eight days before the imperial court seals it. The account books of Huixian Tower have been prepared. It has been less than four months since the soft opening on August 16th, but the profit in four months is more than the annual profit of an ordinary restaurant.

I made more than 70,000 yuan in these four months!

"Well, the breakfast business started late. If it is stable every month and operates three meals a day, the monthly profit can be more than 20,000 taels." Zhao Guangyuan looked calm, but King Lu was dumbfounded.

His father-in-law manages a single household, and the whole family's property only makes a profit of 1.8 million taels a year. Huixian Tower, which is just a restaurant in the capital, can make a profit of more than 200,000 taels a year?

The best restaurant in the capital, Yingbin Building Wanfu Building, is lucky to be able to earn tens of thousands taels a year. The profit of Huixian Tower is several times theirs!
Zhao Guangyuan smiled and said, "If food is not such a big profit, Huixianlou's biggest profit still comes from wine and tea."

There is no shortage of good tea in Daqi, nor is there any shortage of good wine. Except for the shortage of grape raw materials, which cannot be brewed in large quantities, there is no shortage of other fruit wines in Daqi. He also filled it with wine and high-quality liquor purchased from modern times, and the wine brewed by Daqi was filled in exquisite and beautiful glass bottles, which made it look high-end.

The supply of wine and tea in Huixian Tower exceeds demand. The more expensive it is, the more people will grab it.

"Then the profit from the wine and tea will be divided, and Brother Wei can't take it. There are also tables and accessories sold by Huixianlou. That's a business between you and the Ministry of Industry. Brother Wei can't handle it."

The items sold by Huixian Tower on the display racks at the entrance and exit should have been sold in a separate store outside. Zhao Guangyuan firstly did not want to be too eye-catching, and secondly, he wanted to take advantage of the customer flow of Huixian Tower, so he kept selling them in Huixian Tower.

Zhao Guangyuan tried hard to persuade him, but King Lu just refused to take part of the profits, so he became anxious and said that he didn't want even 30% of the shares.

Originally, he just didn't want his seventh brother to return to the capital without even a complete palace, so he secretly lent him money for turnover, but instead of thinking about it, he regarded the money as investment capital. This was not King Lu's original intention.

"Which child has thousands of taels of pocket money a month? His mother and concubine only give him 20 taels of money a month. If seventh brother does this again, I will make the decision for Shuo'er and don't want this 30% share."

Zhao Guangyuan had no choice but to agree. "Then I will take the account book back today and ask the accountant to do the accounting again, and then show it to Brother Huang and Shuo'er."

King Lu breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Your imperial sister-in-law is a true successor to his father, and she is quite capable in managing general affairs. Brother, I am not short of money."

He looked at Zhao Guangyuan and said sternly: "If seventh brother can't help you with money, you can come find me as your brother. I will do my best to help you."

The two brothers stared at each other with deep meaning in their eyes. After two breaths, Zhao Guangyuan smiled lightly and nodded at King Lu.

King Lu also smiled.

After the two talked about the matter, they went to the garden to look for some children.

"It's not too cold. It's freezing and snowy. I have to go outside to build a snowman and have a snowball fight." King Lu shook his head and laughed.

"Shuo'er has an active temper. If Chang Yu hadn't been studying during the day, he would have wished to live in your house forever. It's not easy for Chang Yu to take a vacation, so he took his two brothers and played like crazy."

When the two of them arrived at the open area of ​​the garden, the three children and their respective boys were fighting in a melee.

Seeing their father looking for him, the three children ran over panting.

King Lu just finished blaming his youngest son who was holding his thigh. He looked up and saw his seventh brother patting the snowflakes falling on Chang Yu lovingly. King Lu was stunned.

This nephew who doesn't want his seventh brother to treat the princess is somewhat sincere.

He withdrew his gaze and said to his eldest son Pingye: "Take your younger brother and elder brother to have a bowl of ginger soup. Chang Yu will follow you to Uncle Wang's house." The younger prince responded and pulled his elder brother and younger brother away.

King Lu and Zhao Guangyuan slowly followed the three children, following with their eyes, "The child Chang Yu is sensible and polite, and I don't know how his family raised him. I think he is better than Pingye and other children of average size in Beijing."

Zhao Guangyuan looked at his son's back with gentle eyes.

King Lu glanced at him and said, "If you really like this child, there is no problem in adopting him, but I'm afraid the title cannot be passed on to him." Even if Chang Yu changes his surname, their father will not agree.

"I see that the child is also close to you. When he looks at you, his eyes are full of admiration. If you train him carefully, he will repay your kindness and you and your siblings will be able to rely on you in the future."

Zhao Guangyuan nodded and said nothing.

After a while, he came out after drinking the ginger soup and said goodbye to King Lu. The father and son had just taken a few steps when King Lu suddenly remembered something, "Seventh brother," he called Zhao Guangyuan, and Xiao Pingshuo called out to Zhao Guangyuan reluctantly.

Zhao Guangyuan and his son both turned back, the doubts on their faces were exactly the same.

King Lu was so shocked that he half-opened his mouth and forgot why he called Zhao Guangyuan.

Could it be that who really raised this person and who does it look like? This movement and expression are exactly the same.

"Brother Huang?" "Ping Shuo?"

King Lu looked back and forth on the faces of Zhao Guangyuan and his son. The more he looked at them, the more his heart jumped.

How can it be so similar?

In fact, they don't look much alike. On the contrary, Chang Yu looks more like his seventh brother and sister. Nephew Xiao Gu, this is normal, but Chang Yu's movements and demeanor, the moment they both turned around, King Lu felt that they looked alike again.

looks? nose? Jaw?

King Lu felt that he might have seen it wrong.

"Brother Huang, what do you want to do?" Zhao Guangyuan asked him.

King Lu hurriedly came to his senses and said, "Brother, I think you will open the palace in the first year of this year. I am afraid that there will be no old rules in human relations. If you have any unresolved matters, you can come and find me."

"Thank you, brother emperor." After thanking him, Zhao Guangyuan took his son and left.

King Lu kept watching the two of them walking away, and the more he looked at them, the more they seemed to resemble each other in their movements. But I thought my idea was funny.

Seeing that King Lu was distracted, Princess Lu asked him what was wrong.

King Lu asked her, "Do you think Chang Yu looks a lot like your seventh brother?"

Princess Lu thought carefully and shook her head, "It's not like that. Chang Yu looks like his aunt." Then she smiled and said, "Could it be that if you raise her like her, you can let Chang Yu inherit the Yue Prince's Mansion?"

No matter how much you like that child, you can't make unrealistic ideas. Not only the emperor, but also the clan will not agree to let a son with a foreign surname inherit the title of the Zhao family.

It’s not like the Zhao clan’s male heir died.

King Lu shook his head, feeling that he had thought too much. Chang Yu's child was almost ten years old. He had never heard that his seventh brother was involved with any woman in the capital, and he did not know his seventh brother or sister at that time.