Wang Ye has been very annoyed these two days, mainly because there are too many people who want to be awesome.

I don’t know what Li Jiancheng was wrong, but he even publicized that he bought 10,000 oxen from Wang Ye.

This capital is not big, especially with only a few people who are interested, so it immediately spreads ten to hundreds of people, which made everyone think that Wang Ye still has many oxen plowing oxen, otherwise it would be 100,000 to Li Jiancheng, which would be one tenth, a lot.

But when they came to Tingyu Pavilion to find Wang Ye himself, they realized that there were only 50,000 oxen this time, the prince Li Jiancheng asked for 5,000, Cui asked for 3,000, and then several officials with good relationship with Wang, such as Pei Ji, Xiao Gan, Dugu Huaien... Everyone asked for one or two thousand cows.

The king also wanted to cry, these were all favors that he could not refuse. Moreover, he had an old Taishan, Yu Shinan, who had not given a cow, so he was embarrassed to come to ask for it, but he wanted to leave two or three thousand heads for the Yu family.

These cattle kings are also intended to be used for the farming of three-dimensional farms in the middle and south, so there are clear agreements for those who buy cattle, which stipulate the use of cattle and the share of the farm. It is also necessary to plant different types of crops and breed some livestock according to the planting plan.

Those who can get the share are all the people who get the benefits of stratified farms. They sign and pay without saying anything, which makes the king happy and sad.

It was a good thing to make money. A cow sold nearly three guan, and 50,000 guan was 150,000 guan. But unfortunately, there were too few guan and too many people to ask for. What should I do if there were too many monks and too little porridge? The king could only hide, but he didn’t dare to stay at home anyway.

The Chamber of Commerce Rice Store, Wang also traveled to several industries and finally hid here.

The manager Zhang Jiu didn't know why Wang was staying at Mixing early in the morning. He thought he was here to inspect the work, so he hurriedly reported the money and reported the work. He was so anxious that he was sweating coldly on his forehead, for fear that he would make a mistake and be called back to be the security captain.

"Okay, okay, don't stand, sit, the account is very clear, I can understand it myself." Wang Ye pointed to the chair opposite the tea table in anger and said to Zhang Jiu.

"Thank you, Lord of the City." Zhang Jiu was still very obedient and did not shirk responsibility.

Wang also took the account book he sent, and was flipping through it every page. In fact, he just felt that it was hidden here and that he was not really looking at the account book.

Since the potato harvest, the business of this rice shop in Chinatown has become much deserted. Wang doesn’t blame Zhang Jiu. In fact, it’s not just this rice shop that has no business, but basically the rice shop in Jingyang has no business.

Because everyone has started eating potatoes recently, new foods are always very popular, and everyone has the bad habit of being fed up with the new and getting tired of the old.

In addition, Wang Ye made a big contribution to eating potatoes in the newspaper, and also wrote a lot of potato menus on it, so that those chefs can make unique potato dishes according to the menu.

Everyone knows that Jiuzhou Business Daily is Wang Ye’s industry. Since Wang Ye praises potatoes so much, it is definitely correct to eat potatoes.

Because of this, except for a few foreign merchants who are not used to eating potatoes and want to eat rice, basically all locals in Jingyang will go to Zhangjiagou to find villagers to buy potatoes and cook them home.

"City Lord, the sales of rice and wheat flour have increased recently. I asked my father. It seems that there are not many potatoes in the village, and they are no longer sold to the public now." Zhang Jiu said respectfully.

Wang Ye nodded: "It's almost done. There are only 500 acres of potatoes in the village. I have eaten them for half a month, and the yield is high to make such a struggle."

"Haha, who said no, but although the potatoes in the village are no longer sold, I am beginning to worry that the large grain chambers of commerce in Chang'an will start selling potatoes." Zhang Jiu frowned.

"Silly, everyone is more accustomed to eating rice and noodles. Potatoes are actually a kind of vegetable. Eating too much will make you feel tired. You don't have to worry. From at least half a month to one month, our rice will definitely be popular, and..."

Zhang Jiu nodded when he heard this, and when he heard Wang also kept it in hiding, he asked, "And???"

Wang was also very satisfied with his desire for knowledge and continued: "And our new products will be released soon. At that time, I will be told that the inventory in the warehouse is said to be. I am still worried that the rice on Jiang Wei's side will not be as popular as ours this time."

Zhang Jiu was stunned and asked in confusion: "What new products do we want to sell? Is it food made of rice?"

Wang Ye smiled and said nothing, not planning to explain. After all, it was soon. I guess the first batch of packaging bags would be delivered tomorrow. He had already visited the textile factory in the morning. He planned to use the burlap bags of good quality to fill rice.

Zhang Jiu was very well-behaved, and Wang didn't say anything, and he didn't plan to continue asking. Anyway, he would sell whatever he had in the store. Following Wang Ye's footsteps, he would definitely not be wrong.

Just now, Zhang Jiu was shocked the next day.

There is a palace maid named Yang Guihua in the palace. She is the highest-ranking female official among the thousands of palace maids sent out of the palace this time and the best-skilled embroidery girl.

Wang Ye has always attached great importance to talented people. Yang Guihua is now the chief manager of ten textile workshops under the Tang Dynasty Chamber of Commerce.

Below her, there is a manager in the ten workshops who assisted her. These are all embroidery girls she brought out, and their skills are also excellent.

Yang Guihua is about thirty years old and looks charming. As a female official in the palace, she is also a versatile person. It is simply too easy to deal with a little kid like Zhang Jiu.

"Manager Zhang, now the workshops and industries under the Chamber of Commerce are all responsible for their own profits and losses. These sacks are made according to the requirements of the city lord, with a total of 20,000 yuan. Each can hold a bucket of rice or a bucket of white flour. I will calculate you for five cents per person. Here is 100,000 yuan, 100,000 yuan, and give it to you for money."

Zhang Jiu was still confused. He only knew that it was the city lord who asked Yang Guihua to send him a bag of rice, which cost 100 guan, and then he foolishly paid 100 guan to Yang Guihua.

"Uh..." Several guys also looked at the 20,000 cloth bags with a cute look on their faces.

Zhang Jiu was still confused.

However, several customers in the store walked over curiously and picked up a burlap bag to spread it open.

I just heard that woman with a big butt is easy to bear and say that these bags are used to hold rice and flour. They don’t believe it, and they don’t believe it even more if they open it at this time.

"This...is a new printed cloth. Do you really want to use it to fill the rice?"

"Yes, Boss Zhang, this bag looks good, it's a pity to fill the rice."

There were not many customers, but everyone looked at the bag in their hands at this moment with regret.

Zhang Jiu also picked up a bag when he heard this. Not to mention it, it felt smooth and comfortable, and the patterns were also beautiful.

Zhang Jiu frowned slightly, worried that Wang also had the wrong explanation, or that the textile workshop used the wrong material and used such a good cloth to fill the rice, thanks to the fact that many people who are promising can do it.

While the few people were whispering, Wang Ye walked in with a refreshed look.

"Oh, the rice bag is delivered? Not bad, the workmanship is exquisite. This manager Yang is worthy of being a female official in the palace. He is very fast. What he ordered yesterday morning will be done today."

When Zhang Jiu heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and said with a grievance: "City Lord, what's the situation? Manager Yang suddenly brought 20,000 bags and asked me for one hundred coins."

Wang Ye reached out to grab the bag from him and said, "This bag is good. We will use this pack for rice in the future. It will not be sold in retail. One hu will be sold at one hu."

The guest next to him was shocked when he heard this. Zhang Jiu hurriedly asked, "Will the threshold be too high? This bag costs only three cents per, and a bucket of rice is also required..."

Wang Ye reached out to interrupt him, but said to the guests: "You can change a lining or children's clothing after buying this cloth. Do you think this cloth is not good?"

Zhang Jiu was stunned, the couple were stunned, and the guests were stunned, and Wang smiled and said nothing. He didn't want to explain such a simple truth a second time.
Chapter completed!