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- Chen Yue withdrew the money and moved it back to his room. He took out a small trumpet and listed the tables on the paper to calculate. In the past few days, he had learned about the market conditions and basically knew all the required materials. , what he has to do now is to make a good budget and allocate the limited money reasonably. After all, it is not that future generations can have a steady flow of funds. Now he has a pitiful ten thousand dollars, and he just wants to spend a penny. When money is broken in half and spent.
It is undeniable that the memory of future generations is an infinite treasure. Just remembering the good things he could do at this time can list a lot. However, firstly, the acceptance ability of the people of this era must be considered, and secondly, he has not yet To expand the market through channels, only ten thousand dollars of capital can only allow him to choose products with low costs and quick profits. Even if this business is not stable for a long time, he must get the first pot of gold as soon as possible and complete the most primitive accumulation.
Think about how he used to hold a huge business empire, but now he has to make complex and precise calculations for ten copper coins. It is really inconvenient to write the characters and numbers for future generations with ink on them. Fortunately, Chen Yue has been exposed to calligraphy since he was a child, and he can still do it. adapt.
"Master, what are you drawing?" Xian'er's big, watery eyes flashed, and she stared at it for a long time but couldn't understand it, so she couldn't help but ask aloud.
"Practice calligraphy." In this era when even the scholar-bureaucrats regarded the chicken and the rabbit in the same cage as a difficult problem, Chen Yue felt that it was simpler and clearer to reply with these two words if he wanted to explain various calculations and market operations to a little maid.
"Oh." Xian'er responded, her eyebrows knitted together, a puzzled expression on her face, as if she wanted to ask more but didn't dare to say it.
Chen Yue calculated for a while and felt that it was almost done. He turned around and saw the little girl still staring at the paper, with her hands on her bud-like breasts and her head tilted to one side, thinking hard about something.
Seeing her cute and cute appearance, Chen Yue couldn't help laughing and slapped her round buttocks. In the girl's coquettish voice, she laughed and said, "What are you looking at? If you could understand, you wouldn't be a maid in the house."
"Young Young Master, you are bullying me again!" Xian'er hid in a corner, covering her butt with both hands, blood dripping from her red cheeks, and her childish look made her look shy and cute.
Chen Yue couldn't bear to tease her anymore. He waved for her to come over. He pointed at the box next to him and said, "I'll give you a piece of paper later. Please take the time to buy me the things listed on it. The money is here." Take it from this box, remember only the cheapest, not the best.¡±
Xian'er pitifully said "Oh" again and walked over cautiously to wait for Chen Yue to finish writing on the paper. She seemed to be worried that the young master would suddenly "bully" her again.
"Well, that's all for now. Don't make any noise about it. The young master will tell you a story when you come back." Chen Yue made a list on the paper, and after he finished writing, he picked it up and gently blew the ink dry.
After taking the paper and taking out the money and belongings, Xian'er trotted out of the room, walked out of the door, and waited until Chen Yue could no longer see him. My cheeks are so hot!
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After packing up the manuscript, Chen Yue went to Chen En's place to take a look. He had already been arranged to stay in the wing, and the doctor had also come over to take a look. He had already taken medicine and fell asleep.
Song Sanniang went out to bring water and came in. When she saw Chen Yue in the house, she quickly put the wooden basin aside and saluted Chen Yue: "Young master is here. I really want to thank you for what happened today. I don't think any village woman from my hometown would say something to suit the occasion." In other words, if you need anything from now on, just ask me to do it."
Chen Yue said nonchalantly: "If anything, I didn't bump into you, but you just talked about it, so there's no need to thank me."
Song Sanniang shook her head: "Master Yu is just talking about it, but for us, it's a life-saving kindness."
"Faoh, Chen En also saved my life that day, so it's even."
"different¡¡"
Song Sanniang wanted to say more, but Chen Yue waved her hand impatiently to stop her: "Don't mention this matter again, but where will you go from now on?"
After the previous incident, the matter between Song Sanniang and Chen En will definitely spread among the neighbors. Although Cheng Zhuli's perverted etiquette requirements have not yet appeared at this time, it is inevitable that he will be criticized after returning home. Obviously inappropriate.
Chen En met all kinds of people when he was a guest monk at Donghua Temple. Song Sanniang also heard from him about the deeds of several evil young men and women in Hangzhou City, but she did not expect that Chen Yue was so different from the image he had heard before. Not only does he care about justice over wealth, but he also has the literary talent to write poems. Nowadays, he does not intend to repay kindness, but instead cares about the person who has received the kindness. ThisGod is really blind when such a good person is rumored to be so miserable.
Song Sanniang was angry for Chen Yue just thinking about it. Looking at the graceful young man in front of her, she felt a mixture of gratitude and dissatisfaction, and a trace of moisture oozed out of her eyes unconsciously.
Chen Yue was startled, why should he care about her whereabouts to the point of crying? Could it be that the ancients had any taboos in this area that they didn¡¯t remember? She quickly apologized and said, "Chen Yue is rude. If there was anything offensive in his words just now, Sanniang, please don't take it to heart. It was really an unintentional mistake."
Song Sanniang reacted, quickly stretched out her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and said: "Young Master misunderstood, it's not the fault of Young Master"
The quarrel between the two woke up Chen En. Seeing Chen Yue in the room, he struggled to sit up and said, "Master is here. Please forgive me for being sick and unable to get up to salute." There were many spots on his body at this time. Being stuck with plaster, movement is not as convenient as before.
Chen Yue walked over to check on his injuries and was relieved when he saw that he was not seriously injured: "No need to be polite, just rest in peace and recuperate."
Chen En thanked him and asked, "Young master, is there something wrong with you?"
¡°The main thing is to check on your injury, and I want to ask you something by the way.¡±
"Thank you very much, sir. If you have anything to do, just ask me. I will answer everything I know."
Chen Yue nodded: "Well, it's not a big deal. You have been in Donghua Temple for many years, do you know how to make wine?"
Chen En was stunned, thinking that Chen Yue was asking him for Donghua Temple's Zhaijiu recipe. After a long silence, he still shook his head: "This To be honest, I grew up in Donghua Temple, and I also know the brewing method in this temple. Yes, but after all, the temple has been kind to me in nurturing me"
Chen Yue knew that he would be wrong, so he interrupted: "That's not what I meant. It's just that I recently wanted to do some wine-making business. I freely prepare the brewing recipes, but I can't come forward in person. I always have to find someone to take care of it for me. Guan, if you are willing, how about doing this after you recover from the injury?"
Chen En did not expect that Chen Yue, a well-fed and well-educated young man, would suddenly think of doing business. He used to work as a Zhike monk in Donghua Temple, which was actually a pilgrim business, and among the people he came into contact with were indispensable businessmen and wealthy people. Jia, who had some experience in this matter, nodded and asked: "I wonder how much money you have, sir? Where is the store and wine shop? The doctor said that all my wounds were flesh and blood, and I will be able to work in about ten months."
In fact, the doctor wanted him to recuperate for at least two months, but when he was a monk, he would read the books in the pavilion when he had nothing to do. The most Buddhist books besides scriptures were medical books, so he also knew a little bit about medical skills. I also wanted to show off my skills in front of the new owner as soon as possible, so I signed up for one month.
Chen Yue didn't understand this. He nodded after listening to his words and said: "Now that we have ten thousand dollars and haven't purchased a store yet, the wine shop will just find an uninhabited courtyard in the backyard. According to my estimation, after one month, With these ten guan, you can earn at least a hundred guan. Then I will leave it to you to find a berth. Well, if the scale becomes large by then, you will have to have some public relations." The Song Dynasty had a limited taste for wine. Ling's is basically a government-run business. It's not easy for private individuals to make a living in the liquor business. However, generally, no one will take care of the big officials brewing some liquor privately. Besides, the Chen family itself is a family of officials, so they have to obtain a license. It's not difficult either.
Chen En couldn't help but feel a little disappointed after hearing Chen Yue's words. The ten thousand dollars showed that no one in the Chen family supported Chen Yue's actions. It was just his private fun. The young master was used to giving advice on what to do. They were all at hand, and he actually told the fantasy that he would make hundreds of millions of profits in one month. Naturally, he would not believe it as he knew a lot about business, but it was not good to refute Chen Yue's interest now. If the money is not used for food and drink, it will be lost to a few cents. When the time comes, you can give him some advice and show off your abilities.
"That's fine, just follow the Young Master's advice."
Naturally, Chen Yue didn't know what Chen En was thinking. It would have been difficult for him to tell if his stall had grown bigger, but it was not difficult to make a small amount of money, not to mention the various products of later generations in his hands. The marketing methods he has mastered and the knowledge that exceeds a thousand years can also create a lot of wealth at this time. All he has to do is to choose suitable future theories and combine them with the current situation. No matter how the times change, how the people's vision changes, human nature Always connected.
After Chen Yue and Chen En settled the matter, they said goodbye and left.
Song Sanniang came back after sending Chen Yue out. She sat next to Chen En and said worriedly: "I have made ten times the profit in one month. Is the master's tone too loud?"
Chen En sighed, looked at the people around him and said, "It's not just that I'm old. I've been in the temple for so many years and I've seen a lot of businessmen coming and going. I've never heard of anyone who can do such a thing. It's almost as good as going to Guanpu." ¡¡±
"Then why don't you persuade me?Advise the young master? Song Sanniang said anxiously, standing up and wanting to go out to chase Chen Yue.
Chen En quickly grabbed her. Song Sanniang was afraid that he would pull the wound again, so she stopped the urge to chase her.
"You can't persuade me. After all, the young master is young, energetic, and has great talents. I'm afraid he has never really suffered any setbacks in his eyes. Unlike me, who have been counting the days and calculating carefully since we were young. If we don't persuade him properly, It makes him so arrogant that he wants to do the impossible, so what should he do?"
Song Sanniang was so anxious that she stood up and walked around, and couldn't help but ask: "What should we do?"
Chen En lay on the bed and waved his hand, gesturing for her to sit over, and comforted him with a smile: "You think you are from a small family. Ten pieces of silver is nothing to a family like the master. It is just for fun at most. Big deal. After I recover from the injury, I will help him wholeheartedly, and I can always barely support him, and it will be fine when he gets over it."
¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯ll come over to help when the time comes. If the business is difficult, I won¡¯t give up my share of wages.¡±
Chen En nodded. He was tired after struggling for a long time. With the help of Song Sanniang, he moved his body and lay down and fell asleep again.
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