Looking at the approval document, Chen Mu frowned. After all, he did not dare to confront the imperial court.
"It's a seal, but I can tell you that the place of production is in Bajun, Yizhou. You should avoid sealing it here."
"You are wise, but you are just a vain prince. I advise you to behave yourself in the future!"
After saying that, the official from the capital put his hands behind his back and walked away.
Prince Mo sat in the pavilion and sighed bitterly: "These court officials are nothing but good. You are doing good for the world. Just because of this frame-up, everyone in the world is indiscriminately calling you rich and ruthless. Don't sell this."
Just salt."
Regarding this, Chen Mu smiled and thought it didn't matter. People are stupid.
The upper class will make random remarks and curse the heaven and the earth without knowing what is right and wrong.
They are at the bottom and cannot see the situation at the top, so no one can blame them.
But at the next moment, there was a knock on the door again.
"Chen Mu, King of Shuchuan, is he at your residence?"
Hearing the tone of his voice, Chen Mu knew he was from Japan. He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man wearing a kimono approaching with a smile.
Before Chen Mu could ask any questions, Wang Zimo stood up immediately.
"Mukawa Ichiro? What are you doing here!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Mu also frowned: "We have indeed been manipulated by you this time. Why, do you still want to come here to show off?"
Regardless of Wang Zimo's angry expression, Mu Chuanyilang came to the stone bench and slowly sat down.
"You know that I spend tens of thousands of taels of silver every month to manage all the officials of the Longxia Household Department. This time it is not that I am smarter than the King of Shuchuan, but that when you touch me, the interests of too many people are affected. Do you understand?"
"It's just that those officials are stupid. Tell me, what is the purpose of coming here?"
Ichiro Mukawa did not hide it: "King Shuchuan can refine mineral salt into fine salt, which is a unique skill in the world. Now it is of no use to you. Can you sell it to me?"
Before Chen Mu could speak, Wang Zimo said angrily: "It's ridiculous to raise the price of salt maliciously, and the common people dare to make such a request!"
In Wang Zimo's eyes, selling salt is just an extra business.
With more than a hundred bookstores throughout Longxia, it can already create an objective wealth for her and Chen Mu.
Even if this idea is rotten in the stomach, it is impossible to sell it.
But unexpectedly, Chen Mu directly agreed the next moment.
"Yes, but I will set the price. It depends on whether you can afford it or not!"
"Haha, that's what King Shuchuan said."
"Chen Mu, you..."
Chen Mu waved his hand: "All the officials are targeting us right now. It's useless to keep it in their hands. We might as well sell it."
"I really look up to you!"
After saying these words, Wang Zimo rushed into the inner courtyard angrily.
After Chen Mu looked at it indifferently, he looked at Ichiro Mukawa again: "Your coarse salt is sold at the market price of fifty cents, what price can the fine salt be sold for in the future?"
"Fifty fen for coarse salt and 100 fen for fine salt."
"Okay, if you can give me 30% profit, I will give you the method of making salt with both hands!"
"Haha, as long as we can make high-quality table salt, 30% success will come from 30% success!"
Seeing Ichiro Mukawa readily agreed, Chen Muden immediately handed over his hand and could not help but reveal an unnoticeable sneer at the corner of his mouth.
After Ichiro Mukawa was sent away, Puyang on the side couldn't help but asked: "Are you really going to give him the method? If Brother Chen encounters difficulties, he can go to His Highness the Crown Prince."
"How could you possibly take advantage of this old thief and dare to take advantage of Xi Yan? This time we have to deal with him properly. Brother Puyang, I'm afraid I will bother you to go to Chang'an later!"
Although I don't know what Chen Mu is thinking, I can see that he has not compromised on the Japanese people, and his expression has softened a little.
"That's all you're told."
If this old thief hadn't been so arrogant as to come to ask for a method of making salt, Chen Mu would really be in trouble.
Now in the study room, I picked up the brush and started writing on it.
Puyang was confused at first, but after seeing the content on the paper, his expression became more exciting.
After finishing writing, Chen Mu handed over 200,000 taels of silver notes to Puyang.
"Whether the people can live and work in peace and contentment this time depends on you and the prince."
Puyang looked excited and said, "Brother Chen is really a man who is planning on making ends meet. This plan is so clever, the Muchuan family will definitely collapse after a short carnival."
Chen Mu nodded: "Go early and come back early."
Looking at Pu Yang's leaving figure, Chen Mu was fully confident that as long as the prince's side could operate properly this time, he could knock the Muchuan family to the ground in one fell swoop.
Even if the entire household department supports him, it will be of no avail.
The mood that was originally filled with dark clouds suddenly became clear.
After thinking about it, Chen Mu was ready to go out and have something to eat, but before leaving, he still took a mask.
Now that Xiaobai no longer exists, if Qi Yue sees him, it will be another troublesome thing.
But who would have expected that after he opened the door, Qi Yue's face swollen from crying appeared in front of him!
Damn it!
Such fucking luck!
He was frightened for a moment, but soon changed his mood and passed by him leisurely.
But at the moment when he passed by, the little hand that he had held countless times suddenly grabbed his.
"You...you are a novice...you are a novice, right!"
Looking at this pitiful face, for a moment, Chen Mu really wanted to take off his mask and recognize him.
But soon, a sound of scolding came from behind.
"How presumptuous! Do you know that he is the current King of Shuchuan, yet you still don't kneel down!"
Following Wang Zimo's questioning, his little hand seemed to be electrocuted. He quickly let go and then knelt directly on the ground.
"I hope that the prince will forgive me. The husband of the common girl passed away. Si Lang is so eager..."
Before she could finish her words, Qi Yue burst into tears.
Chen Mu stood there and stared for a moment, then quickly left.
Try not to think about it in the restaurant. It will be dark when you return to the house after dinner.
There was a lamp in front of the table, and Wang Zimo was already lying on his side on the bed, seemingly asleep.
Chen Mu took off his clothes, lay down on the bed and said with a smile, "Are you still angry?"
Wang Zimo turned around and glared at Chen Mu: "You really want to sell the method of making salt, where is your courage to serve the country and the people? Where is it?"
Chen Mu said slowly: "Understand the strategy. If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy. Give me two months to tell the Muchuan family to go back to Japan."
Upon hearing this, Wang Zimo's expression improved slightly: "If you also kneel down to the Japanese, don't even think about touching me again in the future!"
Chen Mu was silent for a long time, and then said calmly: "Don't worry, although I was born in the market, I understand the justice of my family and country better than anyone else."