"Fourth brother, has the prince really left us alone?" Yinyou watched from a distance as the bright yellow luxurious carriage carrying the prince disappeared on the West Street outside Zhengyang Gate, and turned to ask Yinzhen worriedly.
"It's not that I don't care, it's just something." Yinzhen explained lightly. Thinking of Yinreng's words just now: Second brother, I remembered that I still have something to deal with immediately. You guys get off the car and go shopping on your own. We will meet here at the end of the day.
Brother, I will take you back to the palace.
Oh, the prince's plan is really good! In the name of brother and brother who took his brother out of the palace to spend the young years, he went to have a private paradise on earth.
Leave one, two, three, four and five, including the eldest like him, a total of six children under nine years old, and let them go shopping on their own? Do they really think they are prodigies and supermen? There is no need to worry about pedestrians looking for trouble on the street and those taking advantage of others.
Stealing children?
Even though he was an adult, he was afraid of taking five little carrots out on the street with such a big order.
I really want to turn around immediately and walk back to the palace through Xihua Gate.
"Fourth brother..."
"Fourth brother..."
A series of pitiful calls interrupted his frowning thoughts.
"Fourth brother, are we going to wait here for second brother to come back and take us back to the palace? No... why don't we go shopping on the street?" Yinqi pursed his lips and muttered softly.
"Where do you want to go?" As soon as he said this, it was too late for Yinzhen to regret it.
Because the five little carrot heads had already grabbed his clothes and sleeves and happily ran towards the lively and noisy Qianmen Street.
Oh, forget it, considering that he has never visited this famous Beijing commercial street, let’s take them for a fun tour today.
"Let's find a place to have breakfast first." He knew that these little carrots were left behind by the prince because they were afraid of being late, so they left without eating breakfast.
"Okay." Yinzhen was speechless for a while after hearing all the obedient replies. He weighed the medium-sized silver bag in his sleeve pocket. I hope it won't be used up by them. Isn't that enough?
It is said that the pocket money of this Qing Dynasty prince before he got married, received a title, or reached the age of fifteen was really small, thirty taels per month. Although compared to the ordinary people outside, it was still a lot of money, enough for a family.
It cost him several years. But compared with his monthly net income in his previous life, this was only thirty taels, which was really not enough for him.
Therefore, three years ago, he came up with a self-rescue plan of making money from money. Before he could not get the generous coming-of-age ceremony from Kangxi, he planned to roll these snowflakes like pocket money into huge snowballs year by year for emergencies.
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"Fourth brother, Zhu'er wants to eat this!" Yinzhen, who was held by Yinzhen in his left hand, happily pointed to the roadside stall selling sweet potatoes in front of him.
"I want it too." Yinqi, who rarely spoke, bit her fingers and whispered in a low voice.
"But, this is a roadside stall..." Yinsu, who is a few years older than them, already knows that food is divided into high and low grades. The sweet potatoes roasted on the roadside, no matter how mouth-watering the taste, he will never forget his taste.
A person needs a certain identity. Otherwise, he will be looked down upon even more.
"What happened to the roadside stall? Is it bothering you?!"
Following a vague taunt, an extremely dazzling flash of red quickly flashed past the group of prince brothers who were standing a few feet away from the sweet potato stall. They stood playfully and said, "Old man, give me five
The crisper the better." Finally, he turned around and waved to the back, "Brother, how many do you want?"
Wow, she ate these five feelings alone?
There was a burst of sighs from the queue of princes standing in an uneven manner.
Qi Ke and Qi Chen looked at each other with a smile, and followed Jin Xi's footsteps. When they passed six children of different heights, Qi Ke glanced at Yinzhen and the others thoughtfully. When he met Yinzhen's gaze back,
He nodded slightly in greeting.
"Sister, can you really finish eating so much?" Qi Chen couldn't help but ask, staring at the cloth bag Jinxi held in front of his chest.
"Who said I can eat alone? Er Niang, Xia'er, Mo'er, Wisteria Flowers, Aunt Liu... Well, if you think about it, five of them may not be enough. Old man, give me three more!"
Jinxi pointed at Qi Chen and counted the people who liked roasted sweet potatoes, and after thinking about it, he added three more.
"What about Amma?" Qi Chen asked subconsciously. All the maids were counted, but Amma was missing, which was outrageous.
"Hey, don't we still have you guys? Boys buy for boys, and girls buy for girls. Otherwise, how can we show our brothers' filial piety." Jinxi smiled and winked at Qi Chen mischievously.
"...What a calculating little girl! Brother, let my sister pay for it herself." Qi Chen smiled and stopped Qi Ke who was about to pay the money, and pointed at Jinxi, "Here, sister, it's Fujin's filial piety."
"Okay! I will announce when I get back that my brothers bought these for my mother and the others to eat. Little sister, I just borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha."
As soon as Jinxi heard that she was asked to pay, she immediately hugged Qi Chen's thigh.
Just kidding, not even a single copper can be found on her, not to mention silver. A five-year-old kid is not old enough to receive monthly money. According to the government's regulations, before she is seven years old, her
The money is kept by the cheap mother, and the money is taken care of by Mo'er. Unless she starts to learn the rules before she is seven years old, she can have autonomy over her money in advance. It is a pity that Mo'er is left behind by her.
I was doing a lot of cleaning in the small building, and I even forgot to ask her for money. However, since my cheap brother was here, I was happy to save money for my younger brother.
"You girl!" Qi Chen pinched Jin Xi's cheeks in a funny way, and smiled at each other. He then took a large bag of roasted sweet potatoes from Jin Xi's arms, "Here, brother, hold it for you. Let's see if there are any others.
What do you want?"
"Well..." Jin Xi frowned, trying hard to think of the ancient specialty shops on Qianmen Street in future generations.
A child's voice interrupted her. "It turns out to be you! The savage girl who kicked me so hard that it hurt for several days!"
Yinzhen jumped up to Jinxi, stretched out his index finger and pointed at Jinxi angrily, "I was punished by my mother-in-law and was locked in the study for three days to write big characters! Humph!"
Enemies meet on a narrow road! This sentence popped into Jin Xi's mind. But since she knew that the little brat in front of her was someone she couldn't afford to offend, it was better to stay away.
"Who is that... Do I know you? Or do I look too much like the person you said? Haha... It's my fault that I look too ordinary, but it's your fault if you identify the wrong person, right?
Little brother?" Before he finished speaking, he quickly grabbed an older brother by the hand and quickly slipped out of the sweet potato stall.
"How can I admit my mistake? It's you! Is your mother's name Nalan Minrong? Is your mother Ulanara Feyangu?"
Oh, that's it! At such a young age, he can even remember the names of his elders so clearly. Yes, he is a high-ranking prince, more than ten thousand people, so what is a second-grade official? You can still call him by his first name.
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Two young men, about fifteen years old, followed by a string of little tails of different heights, entered the Xiangji Tea House and asked for a large round table large enough to seat twelve people at the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street in the lobby. Shi Peng
In the new year, the private rooms on the second floor open to the public have been fully booked.
"Princes, please!" Qi Ke respectfully allowed the six guests behind him who were of high status and could not be ignored to arrive first, and then let Jin Xi sit in the next seat between him and Qi Chen.
"You don't need to be polite when you're out." Yinzhen saw the nervous look behind Qi Ke's pretended calmness and spoke to relieve it. But his eyes fell on Jinxi opposite him from time to time. For some reason, this little girl who was only five years old,
There was an air of déjà vu in her movements that made him feel familiar. Furthermore, her words and sentences were too... modern. Yes, boys and girls looked too popular... These words and sentences obviously should not be from this era.
Product...could it be said...
Thinking of this, Yinzhen squinted his eyes, and while drinking tea, he observed Jin Xi opposite him. The sudden speculation in his heart was like a huge wave, making him unable to calm down.
"Hey, girl, why don't you order some delicious treats for us? I'm starving to death." Yinzhen, who couldn't bear the silence, pointed at Jinxi impatiently.
"Master Jiu, please calm down. Refreshments will be served soon. I've already urged the waiter to speed up." Qi Ke smiled slightly to appease the impatient Yin Zhen.
When Yinzhen heard this, he muttered something but stopped shouting.
After a while, the waiter brought the famous snacks in the teahouse.
"Please be patient, sir!" After filling the teapot with hot water, the shopkeeper Luo An, who was pretending to be a waiter, bowed out respectfully. He glanced at Yinzhen, who was expressionless, and saw that he had no other instructions or requests.
He moved to the private room upstairs, knowing that the master didn't want others to know, so he simply returned to the back hall with peace of mind.
Xiangji Teahouse is one of Yinzhen’s industries.
Two years ago, he purchased this teahouse in the name of Ying Hao, which was in a state of decline and was on the verge of bankruptcy. After three months of closure and rectification, he opened this large teahouse that is different from the past in every small detail.
The current shopkeeper, Luo An, bought it from a tooth shop when he was five years old. He had no father since he was a child, lost his mother at the age of thirteen, and his family was destitute. Luo An, who was heavily in debt, was crowded among a bunch of young boys who were chosen by others.
Not outstanding.
But he chose him alone. I think it was the unyielding light that occasionally flashed in Luo An's eyes. What the teahouse needed was a shopkeeper who could act independently, not a submissive boy.
After buying it back, he was placed in a quiet small courtyard outside the palace. This was a property he purchased outside the palace, specifically to house the people he would select one after another in the future. Luo An was the first one.
In the first year, he only asked Luo An to search for stores in the imperial city that were waiting for bankruptcy. After careful exploration and detailed discussions, he finally settled on two stores with extremely poor performance and waiting for bankruptcy. One was a tea house and the other was a clothing store. That is.
Nowadays, the "Xiangji Teahouse" and "Golden Thread Clothes" embroidery workshop are well-known in Beijing and even across the country.
Getting the maximum profit at the minimum cost was the business he was used to doing in his previous life.
After the teahouse opened, he left everything to Luo An to take care of it. It lived up to his expectations. In two years, it went from losing money to making a profit, and then it was full every day. Today, Xiangji Teahouse has successfully occupied the top ten teahouses in Beijing.
The fifteen-year-old Luo An has already lost the awkwardness and restraint of his youth, and his every move shows the magnanimity and demeanor of a great shopkeeper. Sure enough, he was right.
Yinzhen suppressed the racing thoughts in his heart. He thought that he was not a person who was content with the status quo. Even though he was a noble and distinguished prince, he might not be able to settle down in the world for a long time.
The rules of competition that he was accustomed to in his previous life told him that if he wanted to live happily, he must first accumulate enough assets. Assets that were large enough to protect his life and make a living.
He knew that the Yinzhen of history was the Yongzheng of the future, but that didn't mean that he would sit back and wait for that day to come.
If he had a choice, he didn't want to be imprisoned in this seemingly magnificent, but actually cage-like Forbidden City. He wanted to rely on his skills and brain power to create a modern version of the group market, or even go abroad and go global...
Ying Hao continued to work hard on the unfulfilled achievements in his previous life in another time and space...