The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 304 Fourth Master Can't Afford Tea Eggs
Nian Yaoyue is earnestly settling accounts with her fingers.

Yinzhen helped the forehead helplessly, now that Nian's family is in charge, any expenses greater than 5000 taels of silver must be explained.

For ordinary people, 3 taels may last for several lifetimes.

But for the royal family who have no concept of money, it is very difficult.

So Su Peisheng discovered that his master had changed his habit of paying the bill actively and booking the whole venue at every turn.

Now, even if you eat a tea egg, you know how to ask the price.

Because the master finally found out that he had been taken advantage of for many years.

When I was in the palace, the unscrupulous royal chefs in the imperial dining room were blowing hype, and they just blew an ordinary tea egg to three taels of silver.

You must know that the Dahongpao tea eggs in Hongbinlou are only one tael of silver each.

And the pure-tasting tea eggs on the roadside cost three copper coins.

It's really not that Nian Yaoyue likes to be stingy, Nian Yaoyue feels bad when she thinks of the mess that Master Kangxi will leave to Fourth Master in the future.

In order to save money for the fourth master and prevent the fourth master from being exhausted in the pile of memorials, Nian Yaoyue has put all his energy into all the businesses that can make money over the years.

Although it is not said that the wealth is incomparable to the country, but when the fourth master came to the throne, it was more than enough to spend tens of millions of taels of silver.

"You're so poor, forget it!" Nian Yaoyue looked at Fourth Master teasingly.

She saw the fourth uncle drooping his head, tightly clutching the purse in his hand, which contained all his pocket money for this month.

This man used to disdain to bring money with him, but now he folds up the bank notes and hides them in his purse.

As soon as the subject changed, Nian Yaoyue suddenly poked Fourth Master's forehead with her hand and said with a smile, "Let me pay it, each with 110 taels of silver."

"Oh, thank you, master, thank you, Master Nian." Su Peisheng's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, just now he was worried that Nian would not give it because he was so picky.

"Hum..." Yinzhen snorted weakly, although it is a good thing to have a wife and housekeeper, but Nian has become more and more stingy, and in the past he didn't care about his extravagant spending.

In the past, he would have cost tens of thousands of taels to buy a Ge Kiln brush washer, and to go to Liulichang two or three times a month would have cost him at least 8 to [-] taels of silver, not counting the entertainment expenses.

"My lord, there's news from Master Zhang Tingyu." Su Peisheng presented the sealing seal in front of the lord.

What a big deal to come to Secret Zhe on the first day of the new year?
Fourth master was going to do business, Nian Yaoyue obediently left fourth master's arms.

She was sitting by the side eating pastries, when she suddenly heard fourth master chuckle.

"What's the matter?" She took the memorial on the table curiously, her expression gradually serious.

"Master, listen to my explanation" Nian Yaoyue said nervously, biting her lip.

"No need to explain!" Yinzhen grabbed Nianshi with a big hand and embraced him.

"As long as you feel happy, why not?" Yinzhen said nonchalantly.

"But I want to explain to Master Zhang Tingyu, I'm really not a profiteer! This is how it happened!"

Nian Yaoyue began to explain to Si Ye why her business was involved in the sale of disaster relief rice.

Every year in the Qing Dynasty, large and small natural disasters occurred, and the relief money distributed by the imperial court was allocated to the localities.

According to the regulations of the Qing Dynasty, the gruel provided by the government for disaster relief must be qualified if the porridge spoon is inserted into the porridge pot and can stand without falling over.

But in fact, after layers of exploitation, it would be nice for the common people to drink gruel.

Nian Yaoyue's firm won the sale of food for this year's drought in eastern Shandong through its nepotism with Siye.

She didn't collude with those corrupt officials, but really did charity at a loss.

Instead of letting the common people eat porridge like clear water, it is better to replace the japonica rice with cheap wheat bran.At least the victims can eat wheat bran to keep them full.

Usually one catty of rice can be exchanged for three catties of wheat bran, but Nian Yaoyue asked people to exchange one catty of rice for six catties of wheat bran, which made no money at all, and even paid for the transportation cost.

Fourth master didn't even ask, as long as she was happy.

Nian Yaoyue is glad that she is not a treacherous sycophant, otherwise the fourth master will definitely be pointed at her nose and scolded as a faint king.

Zhang Tingyu is the walking minister of the South Study Room, and one of the few confidant ministers who can understand Lord Kangxi's mind.

It seems that someone must have brought this matter to the South Study Room, and Zhang Tingyu suppressed this matter, otherwise Zhezi would not have appeared in front of Fourth Master on the first day of the new year.

"I know, you don't need to explain." Yinzhen knew that Nian had a heart for his family, the country and the common people, and it was impossible for him to do something utterly unconscionable just because she was his woman.

New Year's Day.

Nian Yaoyue wore the court clothes of the Fujin, and together with Fujin Li, followed Si Ye and Yixian of the Fujin, went to the Forbidden City to pay respects to the masters and masters.

When she was a concubine Gege, she was not eligible to enter the palace to pay her respects. Only because she had children, she was barely qualified to pay her respects in the Defei Palace.

But now it's different, whenever the family banquet in the Forbidden City, she, Prince Yong, Fu Jin must perform her duties, and go to the banquet with Si Ye and Si Fu Jin Yi Xian.

Sifu Jin Yixian stepped on the bottom of the flowerpot, and followed fourth master with his front and back feet.

The prince, who never looked sideways at Yi Xian when he walked, unexpectedly slowed down frequently, and quietly turned his head back from time to time.

I thought that Grandpa still knows how to hurt people now, and I was worried that Xiao Nian would not be able to keep up with them.

Arriving at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, before Lord Kangxi came out, Nian Yaoyue unexpectedly saw the Eight Fortune Jin Zhiqing.

Because Ba Ye was found out a few days ago to have contacts with the great Confucian who wrote anti-books in the south of the Yangtze River, he was ordered to be punished fifty times by the Long Live Lord, and now he is still lying on the bed unable to move.

At this time, the eunuch announced that the Lord Long Live had arrived, and everyone knelt down to welcome him.

It can be seen how much Lord Kangxi hates Zhiqing. When it was the turn of Master Ba Ba's house to celebrate the New Year, Zhiqing knelt on the ground for a long time, and Lord Long Live turned a blind eye.

"Lao Jiu, what are you holding in your hand?" Emperor Kangxi's eyes skipped over to Guo Luoluo's, and looked at Lao Jiu and his wife who were holding the brocade box.

Ninth elder brother Yinzhen saw that eighth sister-in-law was still kneeling on the ground, and coughed a few times in embarrassment.

"Huang Ama, my servant has prepared a Duanyan."

Yinzhen saw the eighth sister-in-law who was kneeling on the ground move aside humblely. If the eighth master knew that the eighth sister-in-law was being made things difficult by Huang Ama, he would definitely want to cry.

Lord Kangxi then accepted the New Year's greetings from ten and twelve.

Suddenly, he saw the thirteenth son's wife, Jin Zhaojia, holding a gift in a graceful manner, with a respectful face.

He didn't have the arrogance and domineering energy of the old eighth descendant Fujin Guo Luoluo, and he was very relieved.

Xiao Shisan was imprisoned in the beekeeping alley, and never showed any resentment, and even asked someone to send the honey he brewed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation every year.

He remembered that Xiao Shisan had been imprisoned in the beekeeping lane for more than three years.

"Hongtun, come here to Huangmafa~" Emperor Kangxi waved to the son of the old thirteenth son.

The four-year-old boy walked timidly into Huang Mafa's arms with short legs.

"Miss you, Ama?" Emperor Kangxi leaned over and hugged his grandson in his arms, and gave him another candied fruit.

(End of this chapter)