Gu Yan was sitting at the table by the window, sipping tea from a cup and looking at Li Xiaonan.
Li Xiaonan stood at the door and looked upstairs from the lobby.
An hour ago, the tea house was full of guests upstairs and downstairs.
"What are you looking at?" Gu Yan put down the cup.
"Your teahouse is losing money, right?"
Li Xiaonan sat opposite Gu Yan.
"Huh?" Gu Yan was startled. "What's wrong?"
I have often heard the saying that it is quite profitable, but this is the first time I have heard the saying that it is quite profitable.
"There were people upstairs and downstairs just now." Li Xiaonan poured the tea herself.
Gu Yan glanced at her sideways and said nothing.
Li Xiaonan took a sip of tea, looked around again, and sighed, "Your family has plenty of money, and you don't care whether this teahouse makes money or not."
"If you don't make money, there's no need to open the door for business." Gu Yan leaned forward, "How did the business of your preserved egg shop get so good?
"My tea house is always hard to find!" Gu Yan shook open the folding fan.
Li Xiaonan looked at Gu Yan, who looked proud, and let out a laugh.
Damn it, he clearly knows that people come here for his golden name and his face!
Gu Yan snorted.
Li Xiaonan put her arms on the table, stretched her head forward, looked at Gu Yan carefully, and asked with concern: "Are you in a bad mood?"
"Tsk, can you still tell that I'm in a bad mood?" Gu Yan pouted.
"It's quite obvious. Don't you want others to see it?" Li Xiaonan turned around and looked around.
She felt that everyone standing in this circle could tell that their eldest son was unhappy at the moment.
Gu Yan looked at her with a speechless expression.
When he didn't want people to see it, the former Green Sleeve could probably feel it, but the silly Nier in front of him must be ignorant.
"What happened? Someone made you angry?" Li Xiaonan looked at Gu Yan with her chin on her face.
"Is the smoked fish delicious?" Gu Yan knocked his folding fan on the table.
"You know?" Li Xiaonan was shocked and turned to look at Shi Gun.
Shi Gun lowered his hands and eyes, expressionless.
"I don't even know what the people around me did when they were following me, then I..." Gu Yan's words were stuck, and he didn't know what to say.
"Am I not in an extreme state of insanity?"
Gu Yan stretched out the folding fan in front of Li Xiaonan and knocked it loudly.
Li Xiaonan glanced sideways at the folding fan that was about to hit her head, took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and punched the folding fan that Gu Yan kept banging on.
"Since you know, why do you pretend not to know? I thought you really didn't know!"
The folding fan he knocked came closer and louder, and she had to fight back, otherwise it would hit her on the head next time!
"I pretend not to know because you are greedy for dirty things. Not only are you greedy, but you also reach out to ask for them! You have lost all my face!"
Gu Yan looked at Li Xiaonan who was obviously shaking, but still banged her little fist on the table, and raised her eyebrows slightly, what is this little girl going to do?
No matter what she wants to do, she is really courageous.
Green Sleeve followed him, and until the end, she didn't dare to say a word "no" to him.
Gu Yan glanced at Li Xiaonan, and the folding fan flapped louder and more urgently.
"It's none of your business that I'm greedy for you! I'm not your servant. If I want to be embarrassed, it's my own face. It's not your turn to be embarrassed!" Li Xiaonan was heartbroken and pounded the table with both hands. p>
Gu Yan paused with his folding fan in mid-air, looking at Li Xiaonan's two small fists. The two small fists hit the table and stopped moving. Gu Yan raised his eyes and glanced at Li Xiaonan, whose mouth was tightly pursed and her whole body was tense.
Based on his intuition, he felt that she was trembling!
Gu Yan leaned back on the chair and looked at Li Xiaonan. For a moment, he suddenly smiled, leaned forward, picked up the teapot, and poured tea into Li Xiaonan's cup.
"Drink tea. This is this year's new tea. It's picked from the mountain behind Biye. I roast it for a few cents. Try it."
Gu Yan added some tea for himself, picked up the cup, and raised it to Li Xiaonan.
Li Xiaonan felt relieved, her shoulders slumped down, she retracted her fists, wiped the cold sweat from her palms on her clothes, and picked up the cup.
After drinking a cup of tea, Gu Yan put down the cup and asked, "Why don't you ask me why I'm in a bad mood?"
"I asked." Li Xiaonan leaned over and picked up the teapot, but it was empty.
Shi Gun hurried over, took the teapot with both hands, and went to make tea.
Gu Yan waited for Shi Gun to bring the tea and raised his finger.
Shi Gun hurriedly signaled to everyone to retreat outside the house.
"That Yao Wu stopped several ships of the Hangzhou Weaving Department the day before yesterday. The ships were loaded with more than 100,000 taels of silk."
"She came to look for you in another industry? Does anyone know that she is yours?" Li Xiaonan responded quickly.
"You are a little smarter than her." Gu Yan sighed.
"The extra hundreds of thousands of silver, are you intentional?" Li Xiaonan frowned.
"You are much smarter than her."
"You must not only arrange for Awu. Awu is not suitable in the first place. She is an escort and has a straight temper." Li Xiaonan tactfully explained for Awu.
Gu Yan looked at her for a moment and sighed, "Let's not talk about this anymore. What do you want to do with Wan Qing?"
"If I have something to do with Wan Qing, of course I have to talk to Wan Qing." Li Xiaonan said back.
"You told Wan Qing. Wan Qing still has to report to me. You'd better tell me directly." Gu Yan said bluntly.
"I want to do fine cloth business. I asked Wanqing about weaving and weaving mills. What did she tell you? I asked her a question and she turned around and repeated it to you. You nodded and she answered me.
Question?"
"Of course!" Gu Yan replied rudely.
"Ha!" Li Xiaonan shouted, but swallowed back the rest of the words.
He was right, it seems like this is really possible.
Alas, the most evil contract of selling oneself, the most evil family to give birth to a son!
"What are you asking? Wan Qing may not know, but I definitely know." Gu Yan looked at Li Xiaonan who took a breath, with a smile on her lips, and her mood improved.
"You have to pay 30% tax to open a weaving mill. What if you collect cloth from the weaving mill or other places and resell it? How much tax will you pay?" Li Xiaonan thought for a while and asked Gu Yan, who must know. "Zhou Yicheng said that the tax on the weaving mill is less, it is 50%." Gu Yan collected the folding fan in a hurry, "Pingjiang Weaving is the imperial court's weaving mill, 30% of the tax goes to the treasury, and 20% of the profit goes to the treasury.
The inner treasury, if it is a private weaving workshop, is 50% of the tax."
"So high!" Li Xiaonan's voice rose.
"When the country was first founded, if the silk muslin woven by private weavers was sold overseas, a 50% tax was charged. If it was sold within the empire, it was a 20% tax. Later~" Gu Yan trailed off and snorted,
"Millions of silk muslins are exported to the sea every year, but the number reported by weavers in the north and south of the Yangtze River is almost zero, and every family pays a two-turn tax.
"When my grandfather was in charge of the household department, he unified the tax rate for weaving mills and charged them all at 50%." Gu Yan snorted coldly.
Li Xiaonan let out a long sigh, "Where's the 30% interest rate difference?"
"Well, that year in Jiangnan, the whole place was wailing." Gu Yan laughed, "In those years, if someone like your preserved egg shop delivered goods to the palace, every household would have been splashed with feces and urine.
"My grandfather was riding a horse on the street and was beaten with rotten eggs. The papers to impeach my grandfather were dragged into the emperor's palace on a cart. All kinds of false accusations were made one after another."
Gu Yan narrowed his eyes, and for a moment, he sneered.
"No wonder, there are no weaving mills in Kunshan County, and there are no weaving mills in Pingjiang City. There must have been many in the past, and they must have been everywhere." Li Xiaonan looked at Gu Yan with a complicated mood.
As a former financial elite, she has seen similar victims everywhere.
"Well. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the imperial court has had rules that the price of silk muslin shipped overseas must be high enough, at least twice the cost. Only a 20% tax is charged on sales within the empire to make up for this price difference, but there is insufficient support.
, those weaving shops falsely reported taxes to the court, and externally lowered prices to each other, even to the point of close to cost.
"Are you planning to open a weaving workshop?" Gu Yan looked at Li Xiaonan and asked.
