Confiscated property and exiled? I and the charlatan prince are competing against each other

Jiang Congchi, the eldest son of the Jiang family, enjoyed the meat with peace of mind.

After all, the Jiang family's father committed a crime and is now demoted and useless. They will have to rely on him for support in the future. What's wrong with eating a piece of meat?

The two pots of meat prepared by the officials were sold out due to the scramble among the exiled prisoners.

Even the smell of the leftover meat in the pot made some greedy but money-hungry prisoners spend a few copper coins to polish the pot with steamed bread until it was shiny.

"I didn't expect he was so good at hiding it. Even after his house was ransacked, he still had so many banknotes." Li Xiaoyao was dumbfounded when he looked at the eight thousand taels he earned in just one night.

Think about how ordinary people work so hard to survive, while these corrupt officials and wealthy families, any little bit of money they get from their hands is enough for ordinary people to live on for a lifetime.

The exiled prisoners had sufficient funds this time, which made Li Xiaoyao more determined to trick them.

In the past they exploited the common people, but now the situation is reversed, so he must be very cruel.

Wang Dashan didn't expect that the meat would be so attractive to the exiled prisoners.

It was late at night and the exiled prisoners were full and ready to go to bed.

But it is really cold to sleep outdoors.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyao stood up again and shouted to them, "Those who want quilts can line up. The number is limited to fifty."

"Sir, are you going to sell it?" The exiled prisoner already understood that the sudden kindness of these officials was only because of his money.

"The quilt is not for sale." Li Xiaoyao smiled, and under the prisoner's surprised gaze, he said, "It can only be rented, two hundred taels of silver per night."

Jiang Yining, who was drinking water, choked and looked at Shi Henian: "Husband, how much do you think it cost to rent it for one night?"

"I think it would be at most one hundred taels of silver," Shi Henian replied.

He never thought that Wang Dashan was even greedier than him.

Two hundred taels to rent a quilt for one night, you really dare to ask that.

And the exiled prisoners can really afford the money.

Looking at the prisoners queuing up to rent quilts and taking out silver bills or jewelry from their bodies, Shi Henian became more and more jealous.

He should be the one doing this business!

I'm jealous. I'm really jealous.

I don't know if Wang Dashan will expel him from the exile team if he buys some things to sell to the exiled prisoners.

"If we rent the quilt to you, at least you can put it on our carriage during the day." Li Xiaoyao said, "If we sell it to you directly, who will be responsible for the quilt during the day? If it slows down the journey, you will suffer."

I was originally feeling a little unhappy about spending two hundred taels to rent a quilt for one night, but after hearing these words, I finally felt better.

Jiang Yining said in amazement: "If Li Xiaoyao doesn't want to be an official, going into business would be a good way out."

If it weren't for the fact that the social status in this world was divided into scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, and that merchants had a low status, perhaps Li Xiaoyao would have really gone into business.

"He is also a profiteer in business." Shi Henian on the side continued.

Jiang Yining looked back at him.

Why did she always feel that Shi Henian's words were sour?

It's impossible that he is jealous of the money the officials earned from the exiled prisoners tonight, right?

After all, he is a prince and has seen all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry. Yet here he is jealous of others' thousands of taels of silver.

Thinking about how Shi Henian's house was ransacked and he didn't take a single copper coin out of Prince Chen's Mansion, Jiang Yining could understand it.

At the same time, I am curious about Shi Henian's original world and identity.

Judging from the way they value silver and money, could they be businessmen?

The couple, each with their own thoughts, returned to the carriage to rest.

Most of the exiled prisoners had quilts tonight. Each family rented at least two beds, with men and women covering themselves separately, so at least they wouldn't be cold at night.