Lao Zhu lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhu Bai said: "Father, the Queen will always be my eldest wife. But after all, Concubine Hu Shun gave birth to me. As you know, my son..."
Lao Zhu nodded slightly: "She can't stay at your place for too long. Come at night when no one is around."
Zhu Bai became happy: "Thank you, Father."
That makes me happier than just winning the gold medal.
Lao Zhu looked at him sideways: "Look at how you look like that. You are always so domineering outside, beating this and killing that, and you still stick to your mother when you return to the palace. Don't be ashamed."
Zhu Bai salivated: "Isn't this minister also attached to my father?"
Lao Zhu's face heated up for no reason: "Go, who wants you to stick to me?"
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Zhu Fan has a pair of red phoenix eyes, thin lips and a pointed face, and his eyebrows fly into his temples. He is much more delicate than Zhu Fang, and looks more like Concubine Li Shu.
Whether in modern times or in ancient times, he is a handsome man.
Unlike other brothers who would hold Zhu Bai's hand when they left the palace for fear that he would run away, Zhu Fan didn't care about Zhu Bai at all, and he looked indifferent.
Zhu Fan was wandering in the sky when he felt that Zhu Bai was looking at him. He glanced at Zhu Bai and asked, "Why is my twelfth brother looking at me like this?"
Zhu Bai replied with a smile: "What will third brother take me to do today?"
Zhu Fan said lazily: "It's up to you, you can play whatever you want."
Zhu Bai smacked his lips: Tsk, why is this guy lazier than me? He looks like he doesn't care if the sky falls.
Since the renovation a while ago, the streets look much cleaner and fresher.
All the things like building sheds, digging pits, and piling up soil indiscriminately in the past have disappeared.
Although the market-filled Midtown is noisy and noisy, various products are placed on fixed stalls divided by categories, looking very orderly.
Zhu Bai sighed: "The third brother is really capable and can manage Zhongcheng so well."
Zhu Fan replied calmly: "Oh, I don't care at all."
Zhu Bai was a little helpless: Tsk, Zhu Fan is the one who really refuses to take soft and hard advice and is a Buddhist-style manager.
He took another look at Commander Landu of the Military and Horse Department in Zhongcheng with great interest: That means this commander is particularly capable.
But Commander Landu looks as thin as a stick and has a sallow complexion. He really doesn’t look like such a courageous and talented person...
Perhaps, Commander Landu knew that he was coming, so he did something wrong.
Should we come back another day, or should we pretend not to know?
Finally, Lao Zhu agreed that he could rest for a few days after this tour. He really didn't want to find something to do by himself.
Moreover, if something major is discovered again, should we do it or not?
Zhu Di is getting married soon...
Forget it, just pretend to be confused.
In just a short moment, Zhu Bai had already figured it out clearly.
He and Zhu Fan took a stroll around and were about to go back.
Suddenly there was a fight in the market over there.
Chickens and dogs were flying, sticks were flying, screams and curses were endless.
Zhu Bai became excited: "Hey, I've never seen a group fight. Do you want to watch the fun?"
Zhu Fan glanced at it and said without interest: "There's nothing interesting to see. There are fights every day in this market."
Commander Landu looked nervous and raised his chin to the deputy commander beside him.
The deputy commander immediately understood, went over and shouted, and there was no more fighting.
The deputy capital commander asked about the reason again, scolded each of them a few times, and then came back. He bowed his head and said, "Back to your lord, back to your highness. They are two hawkers who have just arrived in Yingtian City. One sells rice and the other sells cloth.
I wanted to exchange, but we couldn’t agree on the price, so we started arguing.”
Zhu Bai took a good look at the deputy commander named Gu.
This deputy commander Gu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and has a good appearance that is loyal to the emperor and patriotic.
However, according to Zhu Bai's little knowledge of history, there was a lot of teething at this time.
Why are you making such a fuss over this matter?
There is only one possibility: the fees charged for private teeth here are too high, and these people do not want to go through the dental clinic.
Strange, then why is there no official dental shop?
Zhu Bai was very curious about this issue and asked Zhu Fan on the way back to the palace: "Third brother, why don't you have Yaxing to mediate the relationship?"
Zhu Fan glanced at him and smiled: "It's good that you know about dental shops at such a young age. My father hates dental shops very much, saying that they are all smooth-talking, greedy and shameless people, and there are many people among them who traffic in people and are deceptive.
They are deceitful gangsters, so when Yingtian City was built in the first year of Hongwu, Yingtian's dental shops were rectified. At that time, people who made a living in dental shops could escape and change their profession. Even if they do now, they don't dare to blatantly do so.
of doing business.”
Zhu Bai suddenly realized: Lao Zhu thought that private teeth had been eliminated, so he never thought of building official teeth.
Hiss, tsk, tsk, it’s such a good way to make money, but no one is running it. It’s a pity.
Go and ask Lao Zhu for this business. This is a good business with no capital and huge profit, and it is less labor-intensive than selling salt.
The key is that he is with Lao Zhu, so he can know the situation in various places as quickly as possible, and thus understand the prices of various commodities.
As long as he does this, he won't be afraid even if Lao Zhu doesn't give him salt, copper, and iron.
He rubbed his hands secretly and became excited.
They returned to the imperial study, and the other brothers who went to patrol the city had not returned yet.
Only Zhu Biao and Lao Zhu were reading the book.
Lao Zhu glanced at Zhu Bai sideways, and seeing his eyes shining with excitement, he couldn't help but secretly curled up his lips: You bastard, you've thought of another bad idea.
He pretended not to notice Zhu Bai's urgency, and asked Zhu Han questions without haste.
Zhu Fan also put away his lazy look and answered respectfully.
"How was Midtown today?"
"Back to my father, everything is in order and nothing major happened."
"How are the prices recently? How much does a pound of food cost?"
"The best Jiangnan silver sprout rice costs one tael of silver per stone, the ordinary brown rice costs six to eight cents of silver and one stone, and the broken rice costs five cents of silver and one stone. The fine white flour costs eight cents of silver and one stone. The rest of millet, soybeans, and sorghum are slightly cheaper than white flour and rice.
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"Where's the chicken, duck and fish?"
"The quality is different, and the price is slightly different. On average, it costs about the same as a pound."
"The quantity and variety are abundant. Are there many people buying?"
“Basically complete and quite lively.”
Zhu Yuanzhang was very satisfied: "It's good. There was a famine last year, so it's good to maintain this price at the beginning of this year."
Zhu Bai secretly gasped while listening.
Zhu Fan looked so idle just now, but he was so clear about the prices in the market. The key point is that the prices he mentioned are similar to what I just saw, which shows that he is not making nonsense.
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand to Zhu Fan: "Okay, you go back and rest."
Zhu Fan left, but Zhu Bai didn't move.
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered: "What? You have a conscience and want to accompany me and your elder brother to read the book?"
Zhu Bai leaned forward with saliva on his face: "Father, I want to discuss a deal with you."
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted: "What are you looking at again?"
Zhu Bai said: "The official teeth of Yingtian City."
Zhu Biao became nervous when he heard this and kept glancing at Zhu Yuanzhang.
Ever since Lao Zhu killed a group of dental practitioners in the first year of Hongwu, no one dared to mention these two words in front of Lao Zhu for eight years.
