After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Cheng Xiaohu thought about it and felt that they would know sooner or later, so he simply told them that Fang Jin was not dead.

He was panicked at that time.

She had slept in the same bed with Fang Jin for so many years and knew him very well.

If he knew that she had remarried and returned with her sons, she would definitely be in trouble.

She wanted to go back to the village, but the officers and soldiers wouldn't let her.

Cheng Xiaohu could only respond with sympathy and gloating.

Well, he remembered that this old woman was not a good person and had bullied Brother Tongzi a lot.

"I also went to see the old man. The soldiers didn't stop me. I saw that he had lost a lot of weight and his hair was completely white, but his eyes were still bright."

"The doctor said it was caused by acclimatization and emotional agitation. Rest well, otherwise you'll easily have a stroke if you continue."

"Those officials are quite easy to talk to. Judging from their attitude, we really have to wait until he is fully recovered before continuing our journey."

Fang Nanzhi and his father looked at each other.

It's not that they are easy to talk to, but perhaps some people don't want to investigate, or are not in a hurry to investigate this case?

"Brother Xiaohu, did you bring anything good this time?"

Cheng Xiaohu nodded and said, "I've collected seven or eight carts of chestnuts. I see there are quite a few teahouses in the capital, so if I fry them and sell them, I should be able to make a good profit."

Fang Nanzhi nodded: "Then leave two bags for me too."

She'll see if she can sell it in the trading mall.

"The rest, I also got some tea and silk from Huainan Prefecture, but the quantity is not large."

These are the goods to be delivered to Fang Nanzhi.

Tea and silk are quite expensive. Even if he only buys a little of each type of tea and silk, the total cost is more than buying chestnuts.

Fang Nanzhi was very happy. Mr. Deng said yesterday that the profits from salt trading had already been taken by the imperial court, and for private businesses, the profitable products were still tea and silk.

She also checked various bound trading planes and found that these two items were not sold there.

It means that once she takes something out, it will be the only one of its kind.

"Okay, Brother Xiaohu, have someone send those things to my yard."

Cheng Xiaohu agreed.

He took out the account book again.

He kept two sets of account books, one to record the official purchases and sales, prices, profits, losses, etc.

The other one is for Fang Nanzhi, and it is the cost of purchasing it.

Cheng Xiaohu’s current goal is to make up for all the losses in the other account book through the profits from the goods on the surface.

That’s right, Fang Nanzhi earned points on the trading mall, but Cheng Xiaohu didn’t know. He thought that since he only spent money and didn’t earn any, he was losing money.

When Qin Yan came back from school, Fang Nanzhi and several servants, as well as the people brought by Cheng Xiaohu's caravan, were busy in the yard, preparing sugar-roasted chestnuts.

The whole general's mansion was filled with fragrance.

Cheng Xiaohu felt that reselling would be more profitable and less troublesome, as each person only needed a shovel.

Qin Yan tasted a few and found them soft, sweet and delicious.

"Brother Xiaohu, how are you going to sell it?"

"Just go to a few teahouses to sell the products and sign some documents." Cheng Xiaohu felt that this was no big deal, and he could just learn from Fang Tongqian.

Sugar-roasted chestnuts are popular in Huainan Prefecture and can also open up a market in the capital.

Qin Yan thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, Brother Xiaohu, the situation in my family is a little different now. There are too many people staring at us and trying to find fault with us."

"It's too conspicuous to go to each teahouse and open a store slowly. Why not leave it to me?"

Cheng Xiaohu was a little confused. What did it mean? What happened?

Qin Yan didn't explain much about this, just saying that it was not a big deal, just temporary, and that it would be fine after his second uncle came back from suppressing the bandits.

Cheng Xiaohu nodded in confusion.

"Are these chestnuts still fried?"

"saute!"

In the evening, Fang Nanzhi sent all the servants away from the yard, and she and Qin Yan put all the silk and tea on the shelves.

"Pu'er tea, 5990 points per ounce."

"Iron Guanyin, 6990 points per ounce."

"Silk, ordinary color, one piece worth of points..."

When Qin Yan gave the price, Fang Nanzhi was stunned.

"Brother, can this be sold? You are a profiteer."

"Rare goods are valuable." Qin Yan only said four words.

"With our family's resources and the size of Brother Xiaohu's caravan, it's impossible to purchase these two items in large quantities right now. We'd better raise the price and sell them in limited quantities."

If you want to participate in the tea and silk business, you need a strong backer.

Several of the main people in the capital who are engaged in this kind of business have the shadow of aristocratic families or nobles behind them.

They charge a little each time, and people think they are family and won't bother you. But if you try to expand your business recklessly, you will get into trouble.

"it is good."

Fang Nanzhi also understood.

Unexpectedly, tea and silk were indeed popular in the trade mall.

There is a seller called Ancient Drinks Research Lab who has booked 80% of the tea.

He also said that he wanted long-term cooperation, but Fang Nanzhi was deliberately reserved and did not express his attitude.

The silk was also sold out at a high price. The buyer was very powerful and even gave Fang Nanzhi a small gift in order to befriend her.

So Fang Nanzhi received a custom-made silk cheongsam.

[The ladies, young ladies, and singers here all like to wear this, but the richer they are, the more particular they are. People don't appreciate clothes made of ordinary materials.]

Fang Nanzhi looked at the cheongsam with no sleeves and slits on the thighs. Although she was interested, she didn't dare to wear it.

[I'll let you know once the product is available.]

Fang Nanzhi was also very cunning. He didn't say that he would sell the goods to you first, but just "notified" you.

The price is set before the notification. It is up to you whether to buy it or not. Whether you can get the goods depends on the other party's luck.

That’s right, she can only make a profit if she makes customers feel competitive.

In short, with the recent accumulation, Fang Nanzhi's points now reach 51,320,600.

We are only halfway to the target of 80 million.

Fang Nanzhi rolled around on the bed happily, not knowing how Qingyan was doing. To be honest, he hadn't replied to her letters for several days.

Qing Yan's attacks of the poison became more and more frequent, and now he no longer had the strength to pick up a pen to write.

At some point, Mr. Zhou simply started living in the East Palace.

There wasn't much he could do, except occasionally giving Qingyan acupuncture to stimulate his qi.

Most of the time, he could only accompany the prince and observe the movements of the poisonous insect.

He felt the difference in the pulse before the insect attacked each time, but he couldn't stop it.

"Mr. Zhou, given the Crown Prince's current physical condition, is it possible for him to travel far?"

Seeing that the prince had finally fallen into a deep sleep, the emperor asked in a low voice.

Mr. Zhou shook his head.

"It's too far to go southwest. The prince's foundation is badly damaged now and he can't withstand the bumps."

The emperor was silent and left after a while.

Not long after, secret guards left the capital at full speed, and things in the southwest had to be accelerated.

The next day, Qin Yan brought two bags of hot roasted chestnuts and invited the fat boy and Wang Qi to eat.

After school, the fat boy sent someone to the general's mansion to take away all the sugar-roasted chestnuts.

Their Prince's Mansion has a teahouse in the capital, so it is no problem for them to collect this amount of inventory.

Of course, because of the large quantity, Qin Yan gave it a discount.

When it comes to business, the fat guy didn't hesitate.