Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Wen Yanzhi continued speaking.

"Master, there's one more thing."

He took out a small booklet from his pocket, wanting to hand it to Gu Mingyue, but then hesitated to do so because he was afraid of disturbing his mistress while she was applying her face.

"In the past two months, many artisans from other places have come here after hearing about our reputation."

"There are potters, bamboo basket weavers, wood carvers, you name it. There are also a few female singers of Southern opera who say they're going to hold a performance by the river."

"Following your earlier idea of ​​'letting all industries flourish,' I designated a cultural park for them on that vacant land on the east bank. They charge a stall fee of three hundred coins per month."

Gu Mingyue leaned back in the armchair, a towel still covering half of her face.

He could only utter a choked "hmm".

Wen Yanzhi closed the booklet and then took out the roll of drawings and unfolded it again.

"Boss, I'd like to discuss the new plans with you."

His finger traced from the left to the right side of the drawing.

"Now our Peach Blossom Spring has become a sacred gathering place for literati and scholars."

"As you said before, we can turn the 60 acres of open space on the west bank of the river along the tributary into a garden-style ink-fragrance forest. We can plant bamboo groves, build pavilions, and surround it with boardwalks."

"If this area is developed, it can be used exclusively by writers to compose poems, discuss current affairs, and exchange ideas."

"Conservatively estimated, ticket revenue will bring in at least 30,000 taels more per month."

Gu Mingyue removed the towel from her face.

No entrance fee required.

Wen Yanzhi was stunned.

Gu Mingyue came up with a good idea that wouldn't make money.

She sat up straight, her tone very even.

"We want to create a paradise free from the stench of money."

"From now on, the stalls outside will not charge fees proactively. They will just put a donation box next to them and encourage donations based on individual willingness."

"Tourists can give money if they want, or it doesn't matter if they don't."

"The Peach Blossom Spring should be a place where doors are left unlocked at night, lost items are not picked up on the road, and people do not talk about profit, but only about trust."

"ha?"

Wen Yanzhi's eyes widened.

Doors are left unlocked at night, lost items are not picked up on the road, and trust is valued over profit.

Can such a transcendent and perfect place truly exist?

If Peach Blossom Spring could truly become as the landlord described, it would be an ideal world!

Wen Yanzhi's eyes were filled with admiration.

He picked up his pen and solemnly wrote down four words in the booklet: "Let everything be as it may."

It seems I haven't worked hard enough and can't keep up with my employer's brilliant thinking.

Looking at Wen Yanzhi's "I've learned my lesson" expression, Gu Mingyue felt a little guilty.

She simply didn't want to appear too much like a wealthy business tycoon under the emperor's nose.

Keep a low profile, keeping a low profile is the only way to save your life!

Footsteps came from upstairs.

Xiao Ye had already come down the stairs.

A large group of people followed behind him.

Today he changed into a moon-white casual outfit, with a silver button at the collar, and his hair was loosely tied up with a jade hairpin.

The morning light streamed in through the window and fell on his shoulders, making him look refreshed, like a bamboo stalk just touched by dew.

Xiao Jue followed behind, still waving the folding fan in his hand.

Gu Mingli walked to the emperor's left, muttering something to himself.

"Have you ever eaten a giant meat bun? It's as big as half your face."

Xiao Ye shook his head.

"...There's something called tofu pudding at the morning market, haven't you ever tried it?"

Xiao Ye continued to shake his head.

Gu Mingli, with his extensive experience, continued his explanation.

"I'll let you try them all later."

Xiao Ye hummed in agreement, his gaze passing over Gu Mingli's shoulder and landing on the doorway of the office.

Gu Mingyue and a young man were studying something at the table.

The table was covered with blueprints, and the young master was writing on them with a pen in his hand.

The two were almost touching head to head.

Xiao Jue, who was following behind, paused for a moment upon seeing this scene.

He suddenly remembered the secret letters that Yi Wu usually sent back.

[Miss is lonely again, she's going to spend some money...]

The young lady has her eye on something else... and wants it.

[The young lady is going to spend money again, hiring someone at a high price...]

It's somewhat timely.

Xiao Jue walked straight over.

"Busy since early morning?"

His tone was casual, as if he were just asking a question offhand.

His gaze swept across Wen Yanzhi's face.

Wow, he really is a refined gentleman.

It seems that what Yi Wu said was true.

Gu Mingyue turned around upon hearing the sound and saw that the emperor and his entourage had already entered the office room.

She quickly stood up and bowed.

"Second Master, Fourth Master. Manager Wen is reporting to me on the current situation in Peach Blossom Spring."

"Manager Wen?"

Xiao Jue looked at Wen Yanzhi and nodded slightly.

"It's impressive that you can stand on your own at such a young age."

Wen Yanzhi was flattered and quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Fourth Master, you flatter me. It's all thanks to the master's ability to recognize and appoint capable people."

Xiao Jue strolled over to the table, his gaze sweeping over the blueprints until he saw the four words "Donations at your discretion" that had just been written.

Oh, so they're preparing to spend money on expansion again.

Still giving tips as you please?

"This Peach Blossom Spring is indeed quite interesting."

He glanced at Gu Mingyue.

"Would Mr. Gu mind showing us around?"

Gu Mingyue certainly minded.

Taking the emperor and the Prince of Qi on a tour of his own property?

Every time I visited a place, they would look at my account book.

This feeling is no different from when the client comes to audit.

But since the client had already made their demands, she could only smile and nod.

"It would be my great honor."

Wen Yanzhi quickly put away the blueprints and exchanged a glance with Gu Mingyue.

The owner was so polite to these people, especially these two gentlemen.

It seems the owner wants to show off Peach Blossom Spring's strength in front of "Second Master and Fourth Master"!

Wen Yanzhi understood!

He will definitely help his employer achieve their goal!

"Boss, let me show you around."

He was determined to explain Peach Blossom Spring in great detail.

Explain your future plans clearly.

Let our valued guests know just how profitable our projects are!

Wen Yanzhi and Gu Mingyue nodded seriously.

Trust me! I will definitely live up to my employer's expectations!

Gu Mingyue looked into Wen Yanzhi's bright eyes, and her left eyelid twitched involuntarily.

Is this kid going to dig out all the account books and show them to people later?

She tried to stop him, but Wen Yanzhi had already greeted her with great enthusiasm.

"Distinguished guests, this way please! Let me introduce the layout of our Peach Blossom Spring and, while I'm at it, have a taste of our breakfast."

The group exited the inn.

The Peach Blossom Spring in the early morning has a completely different look than it did last night.

Last night, the streets were brightly lit, filled with the sounds of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments, and teeming with tourists and lanterns.

The sky was just beginning to brighten, and a thin layer of mist still floated on the river.

The bluestone slabs on the street were soaked in the morning dew and turned black.

A few sparrows perched on the eaves, chirping and occasionally flapping their wings before landing back in their original spots.

The breakfast stalls have already been set up.

A row of them runs along the river, from one end of the bridge to the other.

The steamers were stacked seven or eight layers high, and white steam escaped from the gaps, mixed with the sweetness of flour and the aroma of charred oil.

Five old wooden tables were set up in front of a steamed bun stall, and about ten people were gathered around them.

The proprietress was a woman in her forties, quick and efficient, arranging buns into the steamer while calling out at the top of her lungs.

"The pork one is ready! The chive and egg one will have to wait a bit!"

Gu Mingli glanced at it and nudged the emperor with his elbow.

"Want to eat a big meat bun?"

Xiao Ye glanced at him sideways.

You unruly bastard!

He snorted and nodded.

"it is good."