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- Forty-one thousand catties of raw silk were sold for a total of one hundred and twenty-three thousand taels of silver.
Among them, Xuelang participated in the distribution, which was the 30,000 kilograms of silk that he later ate. Thirty thousand catties of silk were sold for 90,000 taels, leaving a net profit of 60,000 yuan. According to the agreement, Xuelang can get half of the income, which is thirty thousand taels.
Including the returned principal of 20,000 taels, Xuelang actually made up just enough 50,000 taels.
The three of them came to the Wanyuan headquarters in Hubu Lane and transferred a total of 50,000 taels of conference tickets to his name.
Holding the stack of large conference tickets in his hand, Xue Lang felt a strong sense of unreality. In less than half a month, his twenty thousand taels of silver had more than doubled!
He actually collected a total of fifty thousand taels before the end of the month!
"This must be the arrangement of the Buddha." It is easy for a monk to find reasons. When he thought about it, he immediately felt at ease.
"It's obviously the money that the young master helped you earn, but you, a monk, are grateful to the Buddha." Tang Youde grinned.
"Without the guidance of Buddha, how could I go to see Donor Zhao?" Xuelang blinked, clasped his hands and said, "Donor Zhao has deep roots of wisdom and has a great fate with my Buddhist sect."
"Come on, I haven't married yet." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at him. He was in such a good mood today that he didn't bother to argue, so he and Tang Youde returned to the counter to receive his share.
He and Tang Youde agreed to share the profits equally, so both of them made a profit of 29,000 taels. In addition to the returned principal of 5,000 taels, Zhao Hao received 34,000 taels transferred from Tang Youde;
He only took two thousand taels to redeem the farm and daily expenses. The remaining thirty-two thousand taels were ordered to be deposited into the account.
Thinking that in a few days, it will be the time to distribute money at the end of the month, I will have more than 800 taels of cash on hand. Zhao Hao put away the meeting ticket with satisfaction and narrowed his eyes happily.
¡®The days of being short of money are finally gone, and I no longer have to be careful with calculations¡¯
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After dividing the spoils, Xuelang thanked Zhao Hao again, then took a leisurely ride back to Dabaoen Temple.
Tang Youde looked at Zhao Hao reluctantly and said with a smile on his face: "Sir, Old Tang will hang out with you from now on. If something good happens, don't forget me, Old Tang."
Tang Youde spent a total of 10,000 taels this time and earned back another 29,000 taels. However, he generously bore all the transaction costs, and in the end he had about 36,000 taels left in his account which directly doubled his net worth. Fan!
Now, he can finally call himself a wealthy businessman in Jinling.
What he cared about more than making money was that he could actually become Zhao Hao's initial partner, witnessing and helping him complete a business operation that could be called a myth.
This is something you can brag about for a lifetime! Mr. Zhao is a noble person that he must please!
"Haha, Boss Tang is too dedicated. Let's take a good rest for two days and count the money before we start." Zhao Hao stretched and got on the carriageway: "I'm so tired, so tired. Let's go back."
I don¡¯t know where he is tired?
Tang Youde ignored the looks of others, waved his hand vigorously towards the carriage, and said loudly: "Young Master, have a good rest, and be sure to take care of yourself"
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After noon, Xuelang returned to Da Baoen Temple.
He was going back to the monastery to change into a more low-key monk's robe and go to the golden statue of Buddha to report the great news.
But who would have thought that as soon as he entered the small courtyard where he lived, he saw a few warriors in well-dressed clothes standing outside his monastery.
Xuelang frowned slightly, and the little novice monk who looked after the house hurried over and whispered: "Master Hua is here."
¡°Oh?¡±
In the monastery, a graceful young man wearing a blue robe with dark patterns of hibiscus flowers and a mutton-fat jade hairpin on his head was gently shaking an ivory folding fan and looking up to admire the picture of a jade girl playing the flute.
Hearing Xuelang's voice, he turned around. His handsome face was full of the frivolity of a romantic young man.
"You Xuelang, it's inappropriate for you to leave a serious monk alone, but you are a kidnapper." Mr. Hua pointed his folding fan at Xuelang with a half-smile, and his tone of questioning the crime was not very serious.
"Don't speak nonsense at the feet of the Buddha." Xuelang clasped his hands together and asked with a smile: "Are you drinking Longjing or Purple Bamboo Shoots?"
"Drink some purple bamboo shoots. Do you know that you have caused a big trouble?" Mr. Hua sat down on the side of the long case.
Xuelang sat behind the long desk, boiling water and making tea with skillful movements, and asked with a smile: "Is it about Wuyang?"
"What else can happen?" Mr. Hua glared at him angrily and said:"My father-in-law returned to Taicang from the capital. He was very happy to have accomplished the job. But when he heard that his nephew, who he had high hopes for, actually went to Nanjing and became a disciple of a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy, he almost lost his temper. You let me Where does he, the leader of the literary world, put his face?"
"You can't blame the poor monk for this." Xuelang heard the sound of water in the steamer, then waved his hand and asked the young novice to take away the small charcoal basin under the steamer. "He came to me on his own, but he didn't say he was going to become a disciple."
"If you didn't write a letter, how could he be lured to Nanjing?" Mr. Hua said angrily.
"Have you read that letter? How is it? Donor Zhao's poems are the best in the world, right?" Xue Lang made tea while looking forward to Mr. Hua, hoping to get his approval.
"What letter? Brother Six didn't leave it at all. Where can I look?" Mr. Hua took the tea cup angrily, gently skimmed off the foam with the lid of the cup, took a deep sniff, and praised: "Good tea. !¡±
"No wonder." Xue Lang suddenly smiled and said, "Then do you want to take a look?"
"I don't want to see it now!" Mr. Hua took a sip of tea and said, "My father-in-law ordered me to kidnap Brother Six back. That's what I came here to do. I don't want to know anything else."
"You, the donor of Hua, have become more and more tacky since you got married." Xuelang said depressedly: "It's not what Master Hua ordered. Just listen to your father-in-law's words. Why do you take it so seriously?"
"You, you know that I" Mr. Hua's handsome face turned red, as if he had something to hide, but he was really embarrassed to say it. Finally, he said sarcastically: "If it was my father's order, I would ignore it."
"Okay, I'll tell you the place." Xue Lang was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to pick up a pen and write an address, handed it to Mr. Hua and said, "This is the home of Almsgiver Zhao. You must be polite when you go, he won't Easy to get along with."
"I went to find my sixth brother and ignored him!" Mr. Hua chuckled, took the address and looked at it, his expression became more and more funny and said: "Can there be a powerful person living in Caijia Lane? My sixth brother doesn't mind. .¡±
¡°Hehe, you¡¯ll know when you go there.¡± A smirk flashed across Xue Lang¡¯s lips.
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In that room, Zhao Hao also returned to Caijia Alley. After rewarding him with silver as usual, he dismissed a group of strong men, and then accompanied by Gao Wu, he entered his own alley.
I saw two large sedan chairs parked in the alley, and the sedan bearers and umbrella bearers in red uniforms were squatting under the wall to escape the heat.
'who? Is my brother¡¯s price the same year? ¡¯ Zhao Hao suppressed the surprise in his heart, passed the bearers, and returned to his courtyard.
But I saw two unexpected guests arriving together again.
"It's you two?" Zhao Hao was surprised.
It turned out to be Zhou Jijiu from the Imperial Academy, and Liu Yuanwai, the leader of the Suzhou Business Gang.
After failing to break off the engagement that day, Zhao Hao had not seen them for several months. This visit was probably a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a rooster - no good intentions!
ps. The monk canceled all the gatherings before and after the New Year, and honestly coded at home. Are you moved? Well, actually I am timid. Everyone, please just read at home. I hope all readers will have safe and healthy families! Please vote for recommendations, add favorites, and comment~~~(Remember this site¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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