According to the contract, merchants from all countries can get the goods in batches, but everyone was worried that the goods would be snatched away by others, so they sent people back to raise money.

Some people even went to find business partners in Bianliang to borrow money, and then triggered the news.

“Two and a half times?”

Bao Zheng trembled and said, "Twenty-five silos?"

The censor who came to report nodded and said, "Yes, twenty-five silos, more than six thousand bottles per year."

Lao Bao shivered and calculated, then was completely confused.

"This...is almost 160,000 yuan?"

"Is there half of the annual monies for the Chanyuan Alliance?"

"The merchants overseas have asked for a lot of goods?"

Bao Zheng trembled and asked someone to prepare a horse, and then he went into the palace to ask for a meeting with the official family.

Zhao Zhen had never seen Bao Zheng so excited. Even Bao Zheng was not so incompetent when he was squirting him.

"Bao Qing is...saying slowly, saying slowly..."

Bao Zheng's face was flushed, and Qiqi Aiai's appearance scared Zhao Zhen, so he quickly asked someone to give him a seat.

Bao Zheng took a sip of hot tea and spoke fluently.

"Your Majesty, Chen An's Xianglu business has been sold to foreigners, many..."

Zhao Zhen thought Bao Zheng was worried that Chen An's business would be coveted, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as he does things well, I..."

Bao Zheng rudely interrupted his words, stretched out a finger, and said with tears in his eyes: "Official family, 160,000 guan! The Chanyuan Alliance is only 300,000, and there are almost 160,000 guan here every year!"

Zhao Zhen's eyelids twitched for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "What did Bao Qing say about 160,000?"

He felt that Lao Bao was fainting.

The business in the Song Dynasty is very powerful, but how can a small business earn so much in a year?

"Xianglu, the official family, is the small Xianglu business. Chen'an can sell 160,000 yuan a year..."

Well!

Zhao Zhen was stunned.

Chen Zhongheng was also stunned.

Are you fooling someone?

He felt that Lao Bao was talking in his dreams, or even Alzheimer's disease.

Zhao Zhen woke up and smiled and said, "Help Bao Qing go back, take three days off, and let the imperial doctor go and see him."

Lao Baozheng is good! He is a good person. He is tired of working for me and needs to rest.

At this moment, Zhao Zhen burst into a kind heart again, until Zhang Banian came in outside.

Zhang Banian's face, which was always cold, was more confused at this moment.

"The official family, Chen An's Xianglu business is not considered a cost, and he can earn about 160,000 yuan a year."

He felt that this was a dream, a little bit unreal.

Bang!

The teacup in Zhao Zhen's hand fell.

He murmured, "Is this...is it true?"

That boy actually did a small business to this extent?

I...I...

Chen Zhongheng woke up with a roar, looked up and saw Zhao Zhen’s face full of entanglement.

"I actually earn more than half of the annual monies!"

The official family went crazy. After entering the harem, they found Xianglu, then smelled it, and even made it a little on them.

“It’s this smell.”

Zhao Zhen sniffed the smell and said in confusion: "Why can people flock to it? It's acceptable for two and a half times the price, why?"

If he asked Chen An, Chen An would definitely say that women's money is the best to make. Especially for rich women, they are simply a God of Wealth. Haven't you seen that the most expensive perfume in later generations is more expensive than gold. Just spraying it casually is money, no, gold.

Then he called Bao Zheng to discuss matters separately, which immediately attracted the ignorant prime ministers to be alert.

This is just for staying alone!

What big moves should the official prepare?

Bao Zheng stayed in the palace for more than an hour before coming out. After the sweaty appearance spread, the prime ministers immediately stopped the political affairs in their hands and began to examine their recent mistakes.

I'm right?

That's family!

The prime ministers have been on leave.

All have been off!

Zhao Zhen was confused and made a fuss. When the news of the prime ministers starting to clean up their own slaves and beating their children and grandchildren who made mistakes came, he understood the reason.

All of them thought that I summoned Bao Zheng to discuss matters in order to attack a certain prime minister!

He smiled without saying a word, and then sighed.

After Bao Zheng returned to his payroll, he murmured: "It's so dangerous!"

The official family was moved and asked him if he could ask Chen An to hand over the prescription, then cooperate with the government and private business, and then expand the business and turn it into a treasure pot.

But once the business is involved in the official position, it will almost be a breeding ground for corruption and will be ruined in a few years.

His reply made Zhao Zhen regretfully break this idea.

"The official family, that young man seems kind, but he is the hardest one in his bones. If he asks it, I'm afraid he will let go..."

...

"I want to buy land!"

In a small village two miles away from Nanxun Gate, Chen An faced the owner and asked relaxedly: "How much is the price?"

The owner of this farm was an old man. His eyes swept over Chen An and Zhe Kexing behind him, and then said cunningly: "How many acres do you want to buy for noble people?"

He saw that although Chen An was wearing a simple dress, Zhe Kexing had a sword, and he was obviously an official.

This is under the feet of the emperor. Whoever dares to oppress our gentry, then let us sue the emperor.

He felt that Chen An could buy fifty acres, so he was thinking about the price.

"all."

The old man was overjoyed and said, "More than 130 acres of paddy fields, and a house...4...500 knots!"

He was a little nervous after saying that, because the market price was about three cents and one acre of land, and the house was worth more than four hundred cents...

This person won't bargain too hard, right?

"contract!"

Chen An pointed at the person who followed him, then stood up and went out.

I’m not short of money, what else can I talk about with this little money!

"What does this mean?"

The old man was a little puzzled.

The document he followed was Wang Tiande's man, who was good at making contracts. He smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, this is bought, only 500 trump cards."

After signing the contract, the old man asked his family to clean up quickly. He also whispered that he had sold 500 trump cards. The family was immediately happy and said that they went to the city to live a good life.

That mallet!

This family is talking about buyers who do not bargain, but they don’t know that the buyers’ headaches are production capacity.

"I'm not short of money, I just need the materials and people!"

Chen An, who is not short of money, sits in the dark fragrance, and people of all kinds are constantly coming in and out.

"Put milk and underwear for men to do it?"

Chen An wanted to kick Wang Tiande away and shouted, "Are you crazy? Are you shameless?"

Wang Tiande smiled and said, "Why do you have money... and you have shame?"

"I want a woman!"

Chen An kicked Wang Tiande away, and then went to the palace to ask for the official family.

Zhao Zhen seemed to have known that he would come for a long time, and said with a calm expression: "What's the matter?"

Chen An secretly hated him in his heart, thinking that it would be strange if you don’t know.
To be continued...