"No," Shen Qingci shook his head, "Yipinxiang's business is excellent, earning two million taels of silver a year."

"Two million taels?" Chen Dingshan actually heard Shen Qingci say that in the future, the first-grade incense will definitely reach two million taels a year. But he didn't expect that this was true, but why did he only have 500,000 if he had two million taels of silver.

"A Ning, since there are two million taels, why is Daddy only five hundred thousand taels?"

"Look," he pointed to the boxes around him, "he put four corners in each place, why should he be placed like this?"

"Did A Ning separate the silver?" Shen Qingci picked up the account book and looked at the account. She patted the big box in front of her. "This is Dad's," she pointed to the other few boxes. "That is Big Brother, and there are also a bunch of big sisters and A Ning."

"The elder brother always wants to start his own business. His salary is not much more abundant. He will also raise his sister-in-law and raise my little nephew. The elder sister will get married in the future." Although it is a bit vulgar to give money, only the only silver in this world is the most realistic. With the silver ranking, the people in the Junwang Mansion will definitely not underestimate her elder sister in the future. The dowry is dead, and they will save it for the children in the future, but the silver is alive, and they will still have the silver that they have every day and every month. As for her, she also wants money. She wants to save it and use it in the future.

But his father cannot be without military expenditure. Otherwise, if so many troops would rely on the little supply from the court, they would not be able to stand it if they could not starve to death or eat enough.

Well, Chen Dingshan thought about it, that's what it means.

"Dad, do you agree?" Shen Qingci asked Chen Dingshan. There was no reluctance on Chen Dingshan's face, and he knew that he would not object.

"Agree, I agree," Chen Dingshan squatted down and then pinched his daughter's face. "This Pinxiang is yours. Dad never thought of leaving your Yipinxiang in this mansion. Now you are willing to divide Yipinxiang into your elder brother, sister and father. Dad is already very satisfied."

Moreover, 500,000 taels of silver is enough. In recent years, the imperial court has provided military expenditures and has been a little higher. He no longer needs to supplement all his wealth, so he is not so nervous?

In fact, he thought a lot. In fact, there were not many investments in the mansion. Now, only Yipinxiang is the big investment in the mansion. Qingrong wanted to marry into Prince Jun's mansion, and he could not handle the money without money. Soon, Shen Wenhao also wanted to marry a child, and he had only earned countless honors and military merits, but the one who was born was that he had no money.

Fortunately, there is a little A Ning, and fortunately, she is a little lucky boy.

Chen Dingshan still sighed a little when he pulled his daughter's braids again. His little A Ning has grown up. This time he will not fight anymore. He can accompany him to the end of the battle.

After the sunset, the kitchen in the mansion was rare to make chicken, duck, fish and meat. First, they respected their ancestors, and each of the servants in the mansion received two taels of silver. Old nannies like Madam He and Madam Qin had ten taels in their hands. As for first-class maids like Bai Mei and Tingdong Tingxia, there were five taels of rice. Of course, Shen Qingci never forgot Bai Zhu. She kept the Bai Zhu's share, all of them were in Bai Zhu. This is the private money of their sisters, and now they have saved it themselves. As for Luo, they don't have to worry at all. Luo is a female shopkeeper in Yipinxiang, and this month, he has less than a hundred taels of silver. Bai Song is also studying in the private school of Prince Jun's Mansion. There is food there every day, and Shu Xiu is also from Prince Jun's Mansion.
Chapter completed!