At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

After about fifteen minutes, the venison in the pot was cooked.

Ren Hao lifted the wooden lid of the pot, and a rich aroma immediately hit him.

After Ren Hao handed Wen Yan a pair of chopsticks, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of venison from the pot and put it into his mouth.

The cooked venison was fresh, fragrant and spicy, which made Wen Yan very satisfied and praised it highly. She asked Ren Hao how he cooked it.

Ren Hao originally wanted to call it hotpot, but this pot lacked soul, so it could only be called spicy hotpot.

and so.

"What a pity." Ren Hao sighed and shook his head.

"What a pity?" Wen Yan asked puzzledly.

"Even if I tell you, you won't understand. Just eat your meat." Ren Hao shook his head.

What he regretted was that there were no chili peppers in this era.

The soul of hot pot lies in chili pepper.

However, chili peppers were not introduced until the Ming Dynasty, across the ocean from Mexico.

After finishing the venison in the pot, Ren Hao put tofu and vegetables into the pot, rinsed them, and then took them out to eat.

Wen Yan next to him was also imitating Ren Hao.

This hot pot of sesame seeds opened the door to a new world for Wen Yan.

There is actually such a way of eating in the world.

After Ren Hao had eaten and drunk his fill, Wen Yan couldn't wait to ask, "Ren Hao, can you now tell me the way you came up with to make money?"

"This money-making thing is in the kitchen." Ren Hao pretended to smile mysteriously, but Wen Yan glanced at him and said, "Are you kidding me?"

There are only bottles and jars left in this kitchen, except for some worthless bottles and jars.

Where is there anything to make money.

"Wen Yan, don't underestimate these jars. They can easily help you fill up the treasury." Ren Hao picked up a jar with a bamboo tube and placed it on the stove.

These jars are all distillation devices that he has simply modified.

Wen Yan didn't understand what he meant, and immediately felt that Ren Hao was making fun of her.

"Ren Hao, my royal brother wants real gold and silver, not broken jars!!!" she said angrily.

"My princess, don't be angry. Drink a glass of water to calm down first." Ren Hao smiled wickedly, picked up the gourd and scooped out half a ladle of clear white wine from the jar.

Wen Yan took the gourd and put it into her mouth without thinking much.

"puff……"

She took a big gulp and immediately spat it out, "Is this wine? Or water?"

Wen Yan was confused for a moment.

If it was water, how could it taste like wine?

But if it is wine, how could it be so clear like spring water?

Isn't all wine turbid and heavy like rice soup?

"Ren Hao, what is going on?" Wen Yan asked.

"This muddy wine can become as clear as spring water. It's all learned from Immortal Maozi." Ren Hao started to make up nonsense and told Wen Yan exactly what he had said to deceive Cao De and Liu Min.

He had been trying to find a solution before, but after thinking about it, he realized that nothing could be sold faster than alcohol.

After all, there was no distillation technology in this era. As long as the distillation technology was not leaked, the liquor market could be directly monopolized.

The distillation devices used to purify the liquor were also modified from worthless jars.

What they have to do is to buy a large amount of turbid liquor on the market, then purify it with the help of distillation equipment, and then make some royal wine or sell it under the gimmick of Maozi Immortal.

The liquor was originally worth only ten cents per liter, but because of these gimmicks, it directly became one ounce per liter.

"I believe that with this magical wine, everyone in the world will go crazy for it!!!"

"Within three months, the national treasury will be full." Ren Hao vowed.

"This method is good, but three months is too long. I'm afraid the soldiers at the border can't wait any longer."

"I hope it can be done as quickly as possible, ideally within a week."

"Do you have any other idea?" Wen Yan sighed.

Ren Hao was silent for a moment before he spoke: "It's not that I don't have it, I'm just afraid that the emperor won't agree."

"Just tell me what you want, and I will definitely let my brother satisfy you." Wen Yan said anxiously.

"Then please allow me to mint coins, and give me a thousand imperial guards loyal to the royal family." Ren Hao said directly.

what?

"You want to mint coins? And you want guards loyal to the royal family?"

"Do you know what you are saying? " Wen Yan's face darkened. She didn't expect Ren Hao to be so bold and presumptuous. Not only did he dare to ask for the right to mint coins, but he also wanted the royal guards.

Does he want to be the king of the opposite sex?

"I know this is extremely rebellious, but if we want to fill the national treasury as soon as possible, the only way is for me to mint coins," Ren Hao continued.

"Then tell me, what are you going to do with the 1,000 imperial guards if you want to mint coins?"

"If it's reasonable, I will definitely find a way to convince my brother." Wen Yan asked as she gradually calmed down.

"The coins I want to mint are not the copper coins currently in circulation in ancient China, but wine coins used to buy wine," Ren Hao explained.

Wine coins?

"What is this thing?" Wen Yan frowned, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

"This thing..." Ren Hao was speechless for a moment. After all, even if he told Wen Yan the knowledge of modern cryptocurrency trading, she might not understand it.

But in order to make Wen Yan understand, he could only simply tell Wen Yan that in the future, he could not use ordinary copper coins or silver to buy liquor, but only use the liquor coins he minted.

As for the one thousand imperial guards loyal to the royal family, he also wanted them to work and make wine.

"As long as you allow me to mint coins, within a month, I will make the ancient Han treasury more than full." Ren Hao vowed.

Wen Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly asked a key question: "So does your property belong to my brother, or to you personally?"

"Consider this a joint venture between your royal brother and I. The revenue from the wine sales will be split 50-50 between you and me." Ren Hao tried to negotiate.

"You have obtained the coinage rights, but you want to split the profits with my brother 50-50. My brother will definitely not agree." Wen Yan shook his head, held up two fingers and continued, "If you want 20%, I might be able to get my brother to agree to it."

"Twenty percent is too little. I want forty percent."

"After all, this idea and the purification of turbid wine were both invented by me." Ren Hao shook his head.

"Believe it or not, my royal brother will send people to raid your house tomorrow, and you will get nothing." Wen Yan said with a gloomy face.

"30% is my biggest concession!!!" Ren Hao stretched out three fingers to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay, I will report to my brother tomorrow morning and ask him to allow you to mint coins."

"But you have to do what you say. If you fail to replenish the national treasury within a month, I don't need to tell you what will happen to you, right?" Wen Yan gave Ren Hao a wink.

"Don't worry, I'll do what I say." Ren Hao nodded and sent Wen Yan away.