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In the following days, Zhao Jia commanded a group of people and began to focus on repairing the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion. This is the face project of Prince Yan's Mansion. It can't be done in other places for the time being. At least the gate must be made more magnificent.
"When people look at it, they will know that this is Prince Yan's Mansion, but Prince Yan himself does not care at all what Prince Yan's Mansion will look like. It's as if it's not his home. He follows Da Lang around all day long, turning himself into a little gang.
It made everyone Dalang knew in the local area think that King Yan was his associate. Because although King Yan had disguised his appearance to conceal his identity, he was basically not worried about anyone recognizing him. He seemed to like this kind of life very much. He followed Da Lang around the streets every day, talking about business, and he was very energetic.
Dalang had no choice but to persuade him, "Your Majesty, let's take our time with these business matters. You'd better take some time to go and visit the palace."
"There's no rush. I have plenty of time. I can do whatever I want next year. Let's go, let's go. We'd better get that batch of goods back first." King Yan waved his hand disapprovingly and ran away happily.
The caravan that came with Dalang was not too big, and they couldn't do some big business, but they traveled a lot in this area and had many connections, so some business naturally came to them, but they couldn't handle it. Seeing that Dalang was interested, he introduced them all to Dalang. The caravan had already set off, and King Yan was very interested in the few big businesses left behind, but Dalang was a little worried. After all, the people under King Yan did not have strong economic experts. It was just him and King Yan themselves, He was afraid that he would lose money on such a big business.
"My lord, do you really want to eat those goods?" Dalang asked worriedly.
"Why not?" King Yan asked.
Liangping Mansion is so poor. He has no idea how to increase his income. How can he support such a large group of people by relying on the tax revenue here? The emperor threw him into this poor place, obviously he didn't think about giving him any money. The nearly 4,000 people he brought with him cost a lot of money every year just to eat and drink. If he didn't plan for them earlier, could he still ask the emperor to help him raise them? If he can't even support his own people, he doesn't need to be the King of Yan anymore.
"But when it comes to business, do you have such capable people? My abilities are limited and I cannot take on this important task." Dalang said bluntly.
King Yan frowned, of course he understood, but business is all about timeliness, and those who do it first are likely to get the biggest profits. Otherwise, if you follow suit after others have already done it, how much benefit will you lose? Moreover, he also wanted to try first to see if he could find some such talents under his command.
He is surrounded by a group of warriors who only know how to fight. There is no need for so many people to protect the family and the courtyard. After all, it is a time of peace, and there is no need to go to war. With so many people, there must be something for everyone to do, otherwise everyone If you are too idle, sooner or later something will happen. Moreover, he also has to find ways to solve everyone's life problems.
"Let's try it first. You have to take this first step to know whether it can work." King Yan said.
"My lord, do you think you can collect a little less first? Let's try a little first and take our time." Dalang thought for a while and suggested.
He naturally knew the situation of King Yan. One person had to support nearly four thousand people. This pressure was not ordinary. Moreover, Liangping Mansion is so poor, and the prefect and some local Tu tribes still occupy a lot of resources. It is not easy to conquer them. If King Yan wants to live comfortably here, he must first ensure his own source of income, otherwise It's all in vain to sit back and eat the mountain, and he doesn't have the mountain to eat yet.
King Yan thought about his money bag in his mind, and finally nodded. His net worth is not rich. He has been fighting wars, and every time most of his income is turned over to the emperor and put into the treasury, and the smaller half is given to the soldiers who are working hard on the front line. Although he also gets a little, the total is only tens of thousands of taels.
After staying in the capital for a year, the emperor did not give him much property that could be used directly except for some rewards. If you really use all the money you have on hand to do business, if you lose money, you will be in trouble. How will you support so many people?
King Yan and Dalang went out to discuss business, and Xinhu, who was in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing, also began to pack his things and prepare to return to Beijing. It's the end of the year, and there's nothing left for her to take care of in the village. There are also a lot of things at home that need to be dealt with when she gets back. This whole year, she basically stayed in Zhuangzi. Only when Ping'er and the three brothers were resting at home, she would go back to stay with them for two days, make some delicious food and drinks, and have a lot of fun together as a family. sky.
The rest of the time, she stayed in the village and managed the fields. At first there were some people in Zhuangzi who were bullying the master, but she took care of them and made them docile., and had to rely on Xinhu to give him money to spend, so Dabao and Amao discussed sharing the money they had.
Ping'er wouldn't want it. He didn't spend all the pocket money Dalang gave him when he was in Beijing. He was usually frugal, and he didn't have many new friends. He had few places to socialize, so he couldn't spend much money.
"I have it. It's enough for daily expenses. You can take it yourself." Ping'er declined.
"Don't give it to him. Dalang and I will give some subsidies to Ping'er, and we will gradually buy some property for him in the future. He will also have private property in the future." Xin Hu solved the problem for Ping'er.
¡°Actually, Ping¡¯er is not a freeloader. He is a scholar, and he still gets some subsidies from the court every year, which is basically enough for him.
The family is busy tidying up the house and getting ready for the holidays.
Ping'er asked Xin Hu worriedly: "It's almost the Chinese New Year, why hasn't eldest brother come back yet?"
Xin Hu sighed slightly and said, "Maybe he won't come back to celebrate the New Year." She didn't receive a letter during this period, and she wasn't sure whether Dalang was coming back.
"Aren't you going to come back for the New Year? How can eldest brother celebrate the New Year alone outside?" Dabao asked.
"It's just that it's snowing heavily today, and it's not easy to walk on the road." Amao said.
"Oh, he is an adult, you are still worried that he is hungry. Maybe he will come back tomorrow." Xin Hu smiled and comforted everyone. In fact, she also hoped that Dalang could go home for the New Year. Moreover, it is really difficult to be alone outside in the freezing weather.
While several people were talking, Dalang's letter arrived. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com