Back to Datang with weapons

Chapter 308 The prince walks slowly!
"In that case, let's talk about the price, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhang Twelve said to the prince in an orderly manner.

"Okay, okay, okay! General Zhang just say it!"

The crown prince has already resigned to his fate, knowing that it will be impossible to buy without money today, so he is much more indifferent...

"According to our "Wen Xiang Lai" inventory, I can sell five hundred catties of spirits to Your Highness!"

"Five hundred catties? Then how can it fill a car?"

The prince still has this common sense. If a cart is full of spirits, it must be a thousand catties. Even if it is not full, there will always be eight or nine hundred catties, five hundred catties?That's half a car!
What is this Zhang Yi doing? He already said he bought it, but he is still embarrassing himself. Do he really think he is easy to bully?

"Hehe, the prince doesn't know something—although Wenxianglai's stock of spirits is less than a thousand catties, we still need to keep some more! Because the amount of spirits sent by the palace has decreased recently, if I put all If the spirits are all given to His Highness, there will be no spirits to sell, the source of customers will drop sharply, the turnover will drop, and the money given to Emperor Tang will also decrease, if Emperor Tang asks..."

Zhang Twelve's words are true or false, "Wen Xiang Lai" has quite a lot of spirits in stock, but because the new restaurant is going to open, the amount used will increase in the future, so he has to stock up on a rainy day.

And speaking of it, the amount of the restaurant's turnover has nothing to do with the money given to Emperor Tang, because at that time he only promised to give Emperor Tang the money from selling spirits, but the prince didn't know, so it's always okay to fool him!
The most important thing is that he concluded that the prince would not dare to ask Tang Emperor, isn't that just looking for training?

"Hey, even if it's five hundred catties, it's because the officials are reluctant to give up their love for the prince. If it's an ordinary person, it's not even a catty! Because if there is less spirits, the restaurant's turnover will decrease. Young master, give it to Emperor Tang—”

"Five hundred catties is five hundred catties!"

The prince quickly interrupted Zhang Twelve's "sell miserably". He doesn't believe a word of Zhang Twelve's words now. What is friendship with me? We have friendship!
"Okay! I like to do business with such a straightforward person as the prince! My brain is not very easy to use, come on, Zhouquan help me calculate, one catty of spirits is 20 taels, how much money does this five hundred catties cost?"

"Returning to Mr. Zhang, you need 1 taels of silver!"

As soon as Zhang Twelve finished speaking, the comprehensive results came out. Zhang Twelve nodded to him in satisfaction. This kid has a very flexible mind—second only to himself!
Seeing Zhang Twelve's encouraging eyes, Zhou Quan was delighted, but the prince was not in the same good mood as the two of them. Not only was he in a bad mood, but his face was ashen!

"How much? 1 taels?"

The prince asked again in disbelief.

"Oh, Zhou Quan, did you make a mistake in your calculation? You can do the calculation again for His Royal Highness. If you dare to collect more money from His Highness, let alone His Highness, I will definitely not spare you!"

As he spoke, he winked at Zhou Quan secretly.

Zhou Quan understood it, and without panic, he calculated plausibly: "This catty of spirits is 20 taels, five catties is 100 taels, five hundred catties is 1 taels, Mr. Zhang, you can't be wrong!"

Zhang Twelve shook his head and muttered for a while, then patted his head and said: "Hey, look at my stupid brain, this silver can't be paid after a hundred taels - or, His Royal Highness will do the calculation himself?"

The prince didn't need to forget about it. The reason why he was surprised was because he heard such a huge number as "1 taels", but now he heard the price of 20 taels per catty. How could he not understand the reason?
"Zhang Yi, don't fool me. I came to Wenxiang before. The spirits at that time were only ten taels of silver a catty. Why did you double it when you came here? Could it be that you want to blackmail me? Will the king succeed?"

"Forehead……"

Zhang Twelve is a little embarrassed, I didn't expect the prince to be "knowledgeable", haha, a little embarrassing...

But how can such a small problem stump our big fool Zhang Twelve?

Seeing that his eyes rolled, he immediately thought about it, and said with a smile: "Oh, didn't you just tell your highness that this strong wine is just a means for our restaurant to attract customers, and the strong wine is in the restaurant. It is true that it only sells for ten taels, but people who come here to drink spirits spend far more than ten taels! And His Royal Highness only buys spirits but does not eat or drink here. Naturally, this price cannot be paid when eating in restaurants. ..."

After saying this, Zhang Twelve admired himself a little: I am a talented person when I ride a horse, and I can come up with such a "reasonable" explanation, so stupid!

Hehe, I'm going to blackmail you today, and I didn't discuss it with you!

Although the prince really hates Zhang Twelve, why does he still think that what he said makes sense?
But just because it makes sense doesn't mean he agrees!

1 taels, that's not 100 taels, and his silver didn't come from the wind...

"No matter how you say it, the price of 20 taels a catty is too expensive!"

The prince said in a low voice.

"Hey, this business is really hard! 20 taels are actually reluctant to be parted by lower officials. If it is sold in a restaurant, how can a catty of spirits bring back 20 taels of income for the restaurant?"

Zhang Twelve continued to "present the facts and reason" for the prince, but the prince was so poor that he couldn't listen to it. 5000 taels would make him feel pain for a long time, let alone 1 taels, it would be like killing him!

"Anyway, the price of 20 taels a catty is too expensive!"

The prince continued to repeat this sentence, because it represented his inner voice: labor and capital are also short of money...

Damn, are you still messing around with labor and management here?
How can it be!

Zhang Twelve thought for a while, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, the lower officials are not sure about the price, and I don't know whether the price is high or low. Otherwise, let me go into the palace and ask His Majesty. After all, the money earned It is also taken by the Holy Majesty, I think if the Holy Majesty knows that His Highness wants to buy spirits, it is not impossible to give it away for free, don’t you think so, Your Highness?"

Yes...you ghost!
The prince was not stupid enough to let Tang Emperor know about it, if he asked why he needed a cart full of spirits, how would he answer?Said to give it to the third prince of Wu?Emperor Tang wanted to ask again why he gave it to the third prince of Wu?Said to enhance the friendship between the two countries?

Emperor Tang must kick him to death?

The Emperor Tang's attitude towards the Wu Kingdom is obvious to all. If he wanted to see the Third Prince of the Wu Kingdom, how could he invite him to a banquet, but he himself did not show up?

The answer is obvious!

Therefore, no matter what, Emperor Tang should not know about this matter...

Seeing the prince in a daze, Zhang Twelve snickered in his heart. He had already guessed what the prince was thinking, and continued to ask without forgetting: "If the prince agrees, the next official will enter the palace to face the saint?"

Hearing Zhang Twelve's words about "entering the palace to face the saint", the prince immediately woke up and said, "No! My king will buy it! Buy it!"

The last word "buy" was almost snarled by the prince. It can be seen how painful it is for the prince to spend the 1 taels of silver...

"Okay, Your Highness should be quick! Zhou Quan, order someone to go to the wine cellar to fetch [-] catties of spirits and put them in the carriage of His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"

When Zhou Quan heard Zhang Twelve's words, he agreed and left with a smile.

In Datang, both the emperor and the princes had no wages, and the money from the treasury was managed by the household department and was mainly used for various affairs of the Tang Dynasty.

Emperor Tang and the royal family could not use it at will, but after Datang’s annual tax was turned over to the treasury, the household department would allocate it to Emperor Tang in proportion for the private use of the royal family.

This can also explain why Tang Emperor was interested in doing business with Zhang Twelve at the time, but Zhang Twelve was still thinking that as an emperor, you still lack money to spend?

It was only later that I realized that no matter how much money there is in the treasury, it does not belong to Emperor Tang, and the money earned from doing business with Zhang Twelve really belongs to him...

The prince is still a bit unaccustomed to the fact that he spent 1 taels of silver in an instant. The prince does not have his own property. The money spent on weekdays is distributed by the Emperor Tang every month. The amount is not much, but since he moved in After the East Palace, there are a lot of people who visit the house on weekdays, so everyone will definitely not come empty-handed, right?

Therefore, the crown prince also has some private money, about 1 taels—but that is what he has worked so hard to save for a few years...

So the 1 taels of silver flew away without making a sound, how could he not feel bad, especially where the money was spent, it was cheaper for two people he hated!
Thinking of this, the prince's heart hurts even more...

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"His Royal Highness, this 1 taels of silver..."

Zhang Twelve smiled next to him and said, no matter how you look, how cheap-of course, this is the prince's idea.

"Since this king promised you 1 taels of silver, it is naturally 1 taels of silver. Why, are you still worried that this king will rely on you?"

The prince said angrily, this person is so annoying, so pressing...

"Of course not worried—"

No wonder!
You give the money now, one year later, and ten years later. Can it be the same?No, I have to urge him!

"His Royal Highness is like this. If all the money went into the pocket of the lower official, the lower official would not be so anxious to ask His Highness for it! But the money has to be handed over to the Holy Majesty—the lower official is just worried. If you can't accept it, if His Majesty asks, then..."

Zhang Twelve finally found out that the Emperor Tang was now his trump card, and if he was brought out, the prince would be so frightened that he didn't want to.

Sure enough, when he heard that he was going to tell Emperor Tang, the prince immediately became honest, and said to the person next to him: "Hurry up and return to the East Palace, and pay 1 taels of silver!"

"But, Your Highness..."

That person is the personal guard next to the prince, and he knows everything about the East Palace. He also knows that the East Palace is full of money, and it is only a little over 1 taels of silver. , What should I do if there are so many servants' monthly money?
"But what is it? Hurry up and get it! If it's late, I'm asking you!"

He was in a bad mood, and the guards were still there without winking, how could the prince not be angry?
The personal guard was also helpless for a while, knowing that it would be useless to talk, he went out directly from the door and went back to the East Palace to get money...

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Zhang Twelve looked at the prince with a happy expression on his face, and enthusiastically came up to pour water and tea for the prince, because in his eyes, the prince is just a big money bag, and he is still the stupid kind...

But the crown prince obviously didn't want to drink the tea that Zhang Twelve poured for him. He just wanted to give him the money quickly, and then leave this place quickly with the wine. Here, it is easy to suffocate internal injuries...

The guard came back after a while, with a few bank notes, Zhang Twelve counted them together, and it was only more than 9000 taels. Just as he was about to ask, the guard took out some cash from a small wooden box. Yin came and ordered it to Zhang Twelve, which happened to be 1 taels.

When the wooden box was opened, Zhang Twelve glanced inside and found that there were still some gold and silver jewelry inside, but the amount was not very large. It seemed that the landlord's family had no food left!
Zhang Twelve received the money, and five hundred catties of spirits were also loaded into the carriage. The prince didn't even want to talk to Zhang Twelve, and went out to get into the carriage. Zhang Twelve even graciously shouted outside: "Prince Go slowly! I will often come here to smell the fragrance and sit down, the spirits here are really good!"

I don't know if the prince heard what he said, anyway, the carriage ran away at once, and Zhang Twelve couldn't help sighing when he saw it...

And those Eastern Palace soldiers were also very aggrieved. They were stopped by a group of little girls when they wanted to carry strong alcohol, and then they were frightened by a gold medal when they wanted to catch Zhang Twelve...

Bad luck and fate, a group of personal soldiers majestic and mighty from the East Palace to "Wenxianglai", and then rushed back to the East Palace from "Wenxianglai" with disgrace and dejection, the dejected expression on their faces, Almost told people they lost the battle...

Because when the prince was walking out from "Wenxianglai", those soldiers put martial law outside the door, and the common people who had watched the excitement before were all driven aside, so few people heard what Zhang Twelve said to the prince. As soon as the soldiers left, this group of ordinary people who liked to watch the excitement all surrounded them again...

Zhang Twelve saw this posture, good guy, there are a lot of people!
Turning his eyes, there are so many people, it would be a waste not to use them!

The corner of his mouth grinned, and he whispered a few words in Zhou Quan's ear. Zhou Quan's eyes became brighter the more he listened, and finally he asked again: "Mr. Zhang...is this really okay? If the crown prince knows, will he..."

"Don't worry, I'm the one in trouble, what are you afraid of?"

Hearing what Zhang Twelve said, Zhou Quan became more courageous. Today he saw how powerful Zhang Twelve is.

So when he was in the house, he secretly made up his mind that he must hold Zhang Twelve's thigh tightly, and he will be settled in the future, so if Zhang Twelve asked him to do it, he would do it!
After Zhang Twelve finished talking to him, he went to "Wen Xiang Lai". The fact that he is the boss of the restaurant behind the scene is not known to ordinary people except some dignitaries, and he doesn't intend to let others know, so he hastened to avoid suspicion...

Seeing more and more people, Zhou Quan cleared his throat, and shouted loudly: "Fathers and folks, those who pass by, don't miss it! You may have eaten the dishes from Wenxiang, but the crown prince drank them all." How many of you have drunk the agreed spirits?"

　To be honest, some people say why is Sanshu not skinny anymore?Hehe, when did Sanshu get over it?Sanzhu is a mature and stable man, the word skin has nothing to do with me!Humph, that's how mature it is!
　　PS: If you throw all the tickets and rewards over, people can't take it easy...

　　
　
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