The prince is more stable

Chapter 256: New Way to Make Money
The broken home is even more broken.

If a divorced middle-aged man and woman who hate each other occasionally stir up trouble and sow discord between them, their lives will be filled with a lot of unexpected joy.

After Zhao Hao was stunned for a long time, he finally became extremely angry. He jumped up with his round body, pointing to the sky and cursing.

"This woman is so vicious! Divorcing her was the best thing I ever did in my life!"

Zhao Xiaoqian looked at him with a smile, but the words his mother Feng had said to him suddenly popped up in his mind.

She said that Zhao Hao only looked honest, but was actually insidious, cunning, and vicious. Even she, who was his partner, almost fell victim to his murder.

No matter how Zhao Xiaoqian thought about it, he found it unbelievable. How could the furious look of Zhao Hao in front of him be related to "vicious means"?

The more he looked at her, the less she looked like him, but Feng was his biological mother, so there was no reason to doubt her words.

If it is true, then I can only say that Zhao Hao's acting skills are really terrible.

After yelling and cursing for a long time, Zhao Hao finally calmed down and said quietly, "Son, just support your mother from now on and have less contact with her. After being a Kun Daoist for so many years, this woman might have lost her mind."

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled: "I won't interfere in your affairs. Dad and Mom are relatives, there is no reason to alienate them."

Zhao Hao sighed helplessly and turned his attention back to frying tea.

After taking a sip, Zhao Hao savored the lingering fragrance. He closed his eyes and savored it for a long while before saying leisurely, "You're the only one who knows the secret recipe for this thing?"

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded.

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up. "This thing is quite magical. It's quite different from the tea-making of our Song Dynasty. If the process isn't too complicated... Son, do you think it's worth trying?"

Zhao Xiaoqian immediately understood what he meant. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "Perhaps, some people like to drink it."

Zhao Hao slapped his thigh and said, "What do you mean by maybe? It's absolutely inevitable. Besides, ordinary people are not qualified to drink this. Only the rich and powerful can afford it!"

A light also appeared in Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes.

Take the high-end route?
What does "high-end" mean? It means making money from the rich and powerful!
The money comes quickly, aggressively and in large quantities.

I have to say that the father and son have very sharp ideas. Whether it is snow salt or tea, they are targeting the high-end market. They don't bother to target ordinary people and look down on those trivial things.

"Maybe... we can do it?" Zhao Xiaoqian said after hesitating.

Make money, who would have a grudge against money?

"The supply is a bit troublesome. We need to send someone to Jiangnan to purchase it. It would be best if we could contract a few tea gardens. Since we are selling exclusively to the rich and powerful, we must use only the finest ingredients, and the tea leaves picked must be the tenderest part of the tea tree."

Zhao Hao nodded vigorously. "Write down the secret recipe and find trusted farmers and craftsmen to make it for your father. Keep them in a stable and forbid any contact with the outside world. Buy them out for life at a high price. The secret recipe will always remain a secret, and making money from it will be easy."

Zhao Xiaoqian added: "If the supply can be guaranteed, in addition to supplying the capital, we can also talk to the Hu merchants and sell tea outside the Song Dynasty."

Since ancient times, the goods traded on the Silk Road were not just silk. Chinese porcelain, tea, gold and silver handicrafts, luxury goods, local specialties, etc. were all targets of foreign merchants.

If tea frying can be expanded, the profit will be no less than that of snow salt.

"Tomorrow I will send some tea to those close relatives of the clan and let them try it. I am sure that once they drink it, they will be addicted. I am not afraid that they will not buy it again in the future."

Zhao Xiaoqian followed up, "Don't send too much at once, about a pound will be enough. Next time, wait for them to ask for it first, then we'll send more. After two or three times, those who are shy will feel embarrassed to ask for it for free and will be willing to pay for it. Then, my father will set a high price, with an arrogant look on his face..."

Zhao Hao glanced at him and said, "How could the world-renowned Zhao Banque use such impertinent words?" "Father, please don't worry about the details. As long as I can express my meaning accurately, that's all that matters..."

Zhao Xiaoqian paused, looked at Zhao Hao and smiled, "Our Chu Palace is going to get rich again."

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The original intention of inventing fried tea was to give his mother some entertainment, but Zhao Xiaoqian did not refuse the fortune that fell from the sky.

The two do not conflict, so why not do it?
The thinking of men and women is indeed completely different. Mrs. Feng only felt that the tea tasted good, liked her son's thoughtfulness, and enjoyed her son's filial piety with joy.

Zhao Hao, after taking just one sip, immediately thought of how to make money from it.

In front of Zhao Hao, Zhao Xiaoqian wrote down the secret recipe for making tea, from selecting materials to frying, and then to the various steps of frying tea, densely written on several pages.

Tea frying is not complicated. In the previous life, ordinary rural families basically knew how to do it. As a commoner in the city, Zhao Xiaoqian consumed a lot of tea every day. Over time, he became interested in the tea-making process.

Just search on the almighty Baidu and you will naturally remember the entire process.

I never thought that I could make money with this fake craft in this life.

Zhao Hao kept the secret recipe of tea-making close to his body as if it were a priceless treasure.

Zhao Xiaoqian didn't care about what happened next. He just waited for the business to expand and then collected the money.

This time, they will not cooperate with outsiders, and the Chu Palace will naturally take on this monopoly. In the past, Xueyan had to cooperate with others because salt is too sensitive and is strictly controlled by the court. Without finding a few powerful partners, the business could not be carried out.

Tea doesn't matter. As long as it doesn't affect other people's interests, there is naturally no need to distribute the profits.

If managed properly, the annual income of the Chu Palace will reach a new level.

Zhao Xiaoqian began to consider whether to buy another large mansion in Bianjing City.

After all, he has already started a family. Even flat-haired animals know that when their wings are strong enough, they should fly out and build their own nest. Isn't it right for Zhao Xiaoqian to move out?
Of course, moving does not mean dividing the family. Zhao Xiaoqian would never forget his original intention of living off his parents. It was only natural for him to bring his wives and concubines back every now and then to ask for money and take some of the gold, silver, pearls, and jade that he had given them before.

The next morning, Zhao Xiaoqian woke up after a good sleep.

Take a break last night and recuperate. With so many women at home, you should be more restrained. Don't ruin yourself at such a young age.

A pound of tea leaves was wrapped in paper, tied with a thin rope, and carried into Yeonbok Palace.

In Funing Palace, Zhao Xu had obviously stayed up all night again. He looked listless and yawned lazily.

Zhao Xiaoqian entered the hall and saluted. Seeing Zhao Xu's exhausted appearance, he couldn't help but say sincerely, "Your Majesty, the affairs of state are endless. Your Majesty is in the prime of his life and is the common ruler of the country. You must take care of yourself and don't waste your time."

Zhao Xu felt a warm feeling in his heart and sighed, "It's comforting to hear my brothers talking. The civil and military officials in the court are always concerned about my health, but I always feel something is not right. It's like... well, the routine greetings at court meetings, where I say it but don't mean it."

Seeing Zhao Xiaoqian carrying a paper bag, Zhao Xu asked curiously, "What did Zi'an bring?"

Zhao Xiaoqian raised the paper bag and smiled at him: "In my spare time, I have come up with a new thing. Would you like to try it, Your Majesty?"

Before entering the Funing Palace, Zhao Xiaoqian handed the tea leaves to the eunuchs as usual, and only brought them in after the eunuchs had tested them for poison.

Zhao Xu rubbed his hands excitedly. "I always like the new gadgets Zi'an makes. Come on, let me try them out and see what it is that is worth you bringing into the palace in person."

(End of this chapter)