In ancient times, she gave birth to seven daughters and was divorced by her husband's family.

The kids are actually pretty rich.

I don't care about these 20 taels of silver.

The several shops they had invested in before in Bai Lu were all very successful, and each of the children had a net worth of more than 1000 taels, except for Bai Tingjing and the other two.

But they also had financial support from Bai Chuyao, so they had a lot more money.

Seeing that the children had no expression, Murong Jinshu smiled and said, "Also, your mother specifically told me that you are all quite wealthy. If you want to make more money, you can try investing. You can discuss this with me."

"Although 20 taels of silver is not much, it is not a small amount either... If you add your own savings and want to invest in it, you can at least make back 100 or 200 taels of silver in a year."

For those who start their business in business, children must be taught from a young age how to invest, so that the wealth can be passed down from generation to generation, rather than only lasting for three generations.

Now that there are no adults around to provide reference, Bai Lu is very curious about how they will develop on their own.

This was also Bai Lu's own arrangement, to first cultivate the children's autonomy and then intervene.

Bai Qingyue's nose was running. After they finished their meal, he opened his eyes wide and said to his sisters: "When we were at home, our parents also taught us to do business and these things. Let's exchange some experiences together!"

Bai Tingjing and Bai Zhuojun nodded.

The Bai family have been merchants for generations. They are very experienced and mature. However, compared with the experience that Bai Lu imparts to the children, the experience that Bai Lu imparts to them is more surprising.

Who knows why Bai Lu lived in an era many years ahead of ancient times?

Maybe Bai Lu herself is not that smart, does not have the business wisdom accumulated from generations, and her methods are not that vicious, but what Bai Lu teaches the children are definitely the essence of thousands of years of modern survival of the fittest, and they can definitely bring unexpected results.

After the two sides exchanged ideas, they were both very satisfied and felt that they had learned a lot!

They all said, "Then let's invest in Bai's Rice Shop!"

Bai Wuyue nodded and analyzed: "There may be a war in Qingzhou at this time. Liangzhou will not be affected by the war. There are also heavy troops guarding here... But no matter what, the price of rice will rise."

"If there is not enough food in Qingzhou, the price of rice will go up even more."

"So we should put all our energy into the Bai family rice shop, give the money to the sisters below, and ask Lily and Narcissus to help us get more rice or other food. The more the better."

"If we can export it to Qingzhou, it will help the people of Qingzhou. Even if we can't, the grain won't go bad, so we can just keep it at home and sell it slowly."

Everyone else nodded, and they all agreed to invest all their efforts in the rice shop.

They didn't expect that their small action today would actually help Qingzhou a lot in the future...

They each started to take action.

In January, I went to discuss with my maidservants how much rice to buy;

February is for raising money;

March and April go on patrol together to see what the current prices of the Bai Family Rice Shop are in Liangzhou City, and what the prices should be next.

April even said to March: "Should we regulate the prices? Pass the instructions from top to bottom and tell the rice shop owners below not to raise the price of grain even if there are wars everywhere. If there is a lack of profit... our Bai family can supply those shop owners ourselves!"

It means feeling sorry for the people.

I also want the rice shop to last long.

They are shops that rely on the people's livelihood. If they lose the people's support, how can they become rich? !

The people can carry you or overturn you, so we must first treat the people well.

They had a new realization. This was true for all businessmen, and even more so for officials in the court!

In May, I go to the rice shop to check whether the rice has insects, to see the quality of the rice... and also to see if there are people who cannot afford to buy food.

They can ask around. If some people can't afford it, they can put some black flour, corn... and moldy, worm-infested grains. As long as the people can eat enough, the people won't be picky...

Wu Yue wore a veil and took a carriage to the rice shop in the center of Liangzhou City.

As soon as she got outside, she heard people arguing outside.

A boy who looked about the same age as them was wearing gorgeous silk clothes. They did not look like the clothes they wore here, but rather like those from the Western Regions. He had tall features on his face and was handsome. His golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight. He looked just like the prince from the Western Regions that their mother had told them in stories before.

The little boy frowned, his eyes were blue, and he spoke in not very fluent Chinese: "Rice, why don't you sell it to me? Sell it to others."

"I'm offering double theirs."

He spoke word by word, which was a little funny, but it was good enough for a Gentile to speak clearly.

The shopkeeper of the Bai Family Rice Shop crossed his arms and snorted coldly. His tone was not very friendly. He said to them: "Why would we, the Bai Family Rice Shop, sell rice to foreigners?!"

The onlookers also raised their fists. Although the child was good-looking, they all hated him very much: "You and the servants behind you look like Turks! We will not sell rice to you!"

"There's a war going on in Qingzhou. None of you Turks are good people!!"

"You usually go to places like Zhaozhou and Pingzhou to rob our Dawu people of their rice, flour, grain, oil, cloth, and tea! You rob everything! Now you come to Liangzhou to buy rice? What a joke!"

"You Turks have the nerve to buy this and that here, how can you be so shameless?!"

They were all very angry and disliked these Gentiles.

In ancient times, the Dawu people were isolated from information and some of their ideas were backward. They never welcomed foreigners, not to mention...now they, the Dawu people, are fighting with the Turks again.

They wanted to just rush over and beat the kid to death!

So among so many people, not one person spoke nicely to this child.

The foreigners behind the child looked similar to him, and it was hard to tell who was who. However, compared to him, they looked a bit like pirated copies because their facial features were not so regular and not very good-looking.

But they are all tall and strong, and on average they are more than a little taller than the big warriors.

They held the knives at their waists and were all very angry.

The little boy frowned and said something to them in a gibberish, "Don't act rashly!"

The shopkeeper of Bai's rice shop said impatiently: "I don't want to talk to you about anything else. I am an adult and it is not right for me to bully a child like you!"

"But the people of our Dawu do not welcome the Turks, so you can leave now."

"I thought you would leave if I didn't sell you the rice, but I didn't expect you to come back and humiliate yourself!"

"Alas, this day..."

The owner of Bai's Rice Shop was really annoyed.

The child was stunned, and probably understood what he meant.

He looked puzzled: "But I am not a Turk, I am a stone man!"

The people simply didn't believe it: "How do you prove that you are not a Turk? You are a Dashi man?"

"Turks are supposed to look like you!"

"...Foreigners generally have blue eyes and blond hair."

They curled their lips and said, "Where is Dashi? I've never heard of it!"

"Anyway, he who looks like this must be a foreigner."

They held out their fists and threatened the little boy: "If you don't leave, we will beat you."

"Yes, yes, walk quickly, walk quickly."

"..."

Seeing that he was about to be beaten up, the little boy panicked and almost cried.

At this time, a sweet voice like an oriole was heard not far away: "Stop!"

"What are you doing?"

May got off the carriage, frowning, feeling very upset.

The little girl looked slim and graceful, very elegant and charming, stunningly beautiful.

Everyone was stunned!

After a closer look, "Which girl from the Bai family is this? She's so beautiful!"

"That's right! It's really beautiful."

Even with a veil showing only her eyes, she is still stunningly beautiful.

At this time, a commoner probably recognized her and immediately laughed, "This should be the fifth daughter of the Bai family! Princess Fu Yue!"