Is this because the northwest general can't control the situation, or they have different intentions? Oh, he has only been gone for more than a year.
Le Juntian poured wine for Feng Danyuan: "Hey, it makes my mouth dry. Come, come, come, drink, drink!"
Clink glasses together.
Feng Danyuan drank half a glass of wine and said slowly: "Listen to what Le Dongjia wants to do, the Le family really wants to do military supplies business. I have a business deal that I would like to discuss with Le Dongjia?"
Le Juntian's eyes lit up: "What business? Tell me!"
Feng Danyuan said: "A snack suitable for the army, sold to the Northwest Army as military supplies."
Le Juntian sighed and said: "Brother Feng doesn't know something. The grain and grass business of the Northwest Army is very popular. Think about it, clothes can be changed once a year, but food is eaten every day. The profit is higher than clothes."
Much more. My father dreams of selling grain and grass, but there are so many merchants with backgrounds in the border states, who will get our Lejia!"
The corner of Feng Danyuan's lips curled up slightly: "It's your turn. My wife will provide the recipe for the snacks. I will be responsible for the distribution, and Le Jia will be responsible for mass production."
Le Juntian looked at Feng Danyuan, and he had a very strange feeling.
If someone told him this kind of nonsense, he would definitely think it was a joke, but for some reason, when the man in front of him named "Feng Qing" said it, he felt it could come true.
"Can we really do the grain and grass business?" The words were a question, but the tone was affirmative.
"Really." Feng Danyuan smiled slightly, showing his confidence.
*
When Wei Zi heard that Feng Danyuan and Le Juntian had gone drinking, she was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard wrongly.
"Who did you go drinking with?" There was suspicion in her eyes.
"Le Juntian, what do you mean by that look in your eyes?" Feng Danyuan felt that his princess was strange.
"You want to cheat him out of money?"
"No, I'm giving him money."
"Do you have money to give him?"
"Princess Chen, can you please stop looking through the crack in the door?"
Wei Zi pointed to the open door and crossed her arms: "Then please explain, Your Majesty, where did the money come from?"
"The imperial court and military pay." King Chen's words were concise and to the point.
Wei Zi was startled and blurted out: "You want to hand over the military supplies business to Le Juntian? When did your friendship become so deep?"
"Correct two points. First, I did not entrust the business to anyone, the military supply business belongs to the imperial court; second, Le Juntian did not do it alone, but you and Le Juntian did it together."
"Le Juntian and I? We make money? The money we earn is transferred from my pocket to your pocket?" Wei Zi looked at Feng Danyuan with a complicated expression: "How does this logic sound like you swallowing the imperial court?
Where’s the money?”
"Moreover, this is a reasonable business, a legitimate trade. The military supply business should be funded by the imperial court."
"Your Majesty, let me ask a question: Wouldn't it be faster if you went directly to the court to ask for money?" Wei Zi ignored his high-sounding reasons.
"When I was in charge of the Yun Kingdom's army, have you ever seen the imperial court handing over military pay to me so easily?" Feng Danyuan glanced at her and snorted coldly: "I was too young at that time, and I worked so hard to save the imperial court.
The money gave the court the illusion that I could support the army."
"Is it an illusion?" No.
"This is not the point. The point is: Yun State's army is to guard the border for Yun State, so naturally it should be supported by the court; my secret guards work for me, and I have to support them. This is my responsibility."
