Chapter 373: Bastard with money

"The mess below, when will there be results?"
The emperor pointed to the hall, seemingly dissatisfied.
The emperor wanted to know how much his calligraphy could sell.
Everyone is curious, and the emperor is no exception.
Bai Zhong was in a cold sweat, "Your Majesty wait a moment, someone below has already started bidding."
"where?"
The emperor is very curious, why he didn't see anyone bidding.
Bai Zhong pointed to a certain young businessman in the corner of the hall with a fan pretending to be forced, "Your Majesty, please look at that person, he is about to bid."
Oh?
The emperor's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes were very complicated.
The other emperors also looked strange.
Because the who is pretending to be forced with a fan is the grandson of the emperor, and the cousins ​​of all the emperor grandsons present, whose surname is Huang Quyi,
Huang Qubing has weak bones since he was a child and has been raised in the warm south all year round.
When I grew up, I returned to the capital, and I also lived in the Beimanshan Hot Spring House, and rarely returned to Beijing.
Few people in the capital are familiar with him. Many people have not even seen him, and will ignore him subconsciously.
But for the emperor's grandchildren, no matter how unfamiliar it is, his cousin can still recognize it.
Watching Huang Qubing dance with a fan, pretending to be romantic and suave, as a cousin, it was really embarrassing.
It seems that the emperor is even more embarrassed than the emperor grandchildren.
Such a grandson on the stall has a stuffed snack.
The emperor coughed slightly and asked Chen Dachang beside him, "When did he come back? Why don't I know?"
The moment Chen Dachang recognized Huang Qubing, his mind had already turned.
For the various questions that the emperor will ask next, he has already had a secret case in his mind.
He bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, the sick son returned to Beijing three days ago, and made a special trip to participate in today's bidding conference."
The emperor snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied, "It's rare to go back to Beijing, don't you know if you are in the palace, please?"
Chen Dachang joked: "The sick man loves money more."
"I think he got into the eyes of money."
After a pause, the emperor asked again: "What product is he bidding for? He wants a golden sign. Why doesn't he enter the palace and ask me for it?"
Chen Dachang is hard to say.
The emperor turned his head and nodded Liu Zhao's name, "Tell me, why don't you ask me if you want a golden sign, why don't you just ask me if you want to buy it?"
Liu Zhao turned his head, bowed and said, "Maybe the one I bought is more convincing."
The emperor snorted, "According to you, all the golden signboards I personally sent out are not worthy of the name, right?"
King Chu stood aside, gloating.
He wanted to see how Liu Zhao answered this proposition.
Liu Zhao calmly said, "The emperor father gave the golden signboard by himself, of course it is a great honor. But behind this, it is inevitable that power will be involved. People are going for the golden signboard or the power behind it. I don’t know. But from here, the golden signs I bought from this hall have nothing to do with power, but only about business reputation."
King Chu frowned slightly when he heard the words. When did Liu Zhao become so eloquent, he easily solved this proposition.
The king of Chu secretly looked at Liu Zhao. Could it be that Liu Zhao studied with Gu Jiu?
Gu Jiu is really Liu Zhao's wise helper.
The emperor nodded, obviously agreeing with Liu Zhao's statement.
"According to you, business can't be mixed with power?"
Liu Zhao bowed and said: "Grandson's confirmation is that business cannot be mixed with power, otherwise there will be no fair competition and no survival of the fittest.
A merchant who sells moldy and deteriorating grain will soon go bankrupt if he has no power. The reality will teach him that business is business, not to make fraud.
But once he has the power, let alone moldy and spoiled, he can still sell toxic food without worrying about bankruptcy. Maybe it can monopolize the food business in one place and one city. "
"Brother Zhao, you keep saying that business cannot be mixed with power. Then, these businesses that your younger brothers and sisters do are considered to be mixed with power?" King Chu asked loudly.
The atmosphere in the private room instantly cooled down, and it felt a bit rattled.
The emperor did not stop it.
Liu Zhao smiled and pointed to the hall outside, "King Chu, look outside. Is this business or power? My wife assumes the status of a grandson's wife, but does she have power? Does she use power to suppress others?
Let me say one more thing, do the banks run by the Shaofu have any power? Have. But is Shao Fu in business, using power to overwhelm others? Do you use power to grab business? No.
The bank of Shaofu operates in accordance with business rules, only talking about business, not about power. Grandfather, the grandson thinks that the bank opened by the Shaofu has made a good start. "
The king of Chu wanted to refute, and the emperor waved his hand to stop it.
King Chu could only swallow all the words he had not spoken.
The emperor pointed to the outside lobby, "Everyone took a closer look and saw it clearly. After I go back, write a political commentary on the matter and submit it."
Several emperors and grandsons showed bitter expressions.
Writing articles, and still writing political theory, is terrible!
When I was in school, I didn't learn or know how to do my homework.
In the past, these pressures were borne by the princes. That is, all the emperors and grandchildren present here bear the burden.
Today, all the adult princes have been driven out of the capital, and they are called patrol places.
Ever since, this kind of political theory, like assigning homework, fell on their bitter grandsons.
What a hard life!
Everyone greeted the king of Chu and glared at Liu Zhao.
Whatever you fight, do not look at the occasion.
The homework is set out, do you two help us write it?
King Chu pinched his nose and snorted. A group of fools with no ink in their stomachs is ashamed to be brothers with these people.
Liu Zhao gave his head and wrote political theories. If it's about state affairs, he is fine. The eloquence, just a pinch.
However, he was a bit blind when writing political theories about economy and people's livelihood, and he didn't know how to write.
It seems that I can only seek help from my own relatives.
In the hall, one after another began to bid.
In the No. 7 private room, Shaofu Jialing asked Gu Jiu, "Do you guess how much they will spend to buy the "Royal Exclusive" golden sign?"
Gu Jiu drank the tea, not worrying at all, "It's possible for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or hundreds of thousands. It depends on the size of their business."
For example, those who burn bricks are definitely more profitable than those who burn glazed tiles.
why?
Because bricks are so versatile, bricks are needed as long as a house is built.
Glazed tiles are not suitable for all houses.
So, if you want to take a picture of the "royal exclusive supply" golden sign on the bricks, you must spend a little more money than glazed tiles.
Shaofu Jialing asked, "Can you make up the one and seven hundred thousand taels your Majesty needs?"
Gu Jiu laughed, "The ancestors can rest assured, there will only be more and no less."
This is a golden sign!
The emperor’s handwritten handwriting not only has the emperor’s personal seal, but also the official jade seal of the country, which is usually only used for the national book.
What a glory this is.
Put the words "Royal Dedication" and two seals on the brick for a moment. Even the most common bricks, with these four characters and two seals, become taller.
Who builds a house without a few golden sign bricks, can they reflect their own compelling standards?
Can't!
As an official, there is no need to collect a few gold-letter signboard rice papers at home and build a gold-letter signboard garden. Is it compelling?
No!
As a local tyrant, the entire house does not need to be built with golden signs, bricks, tiles, wood, or stone. Is it compelling?
No!
Is this a golden sign?
Yes!
But it is even more compelling.
For Gu Jiu, whether it's a golden sign or a compulsion, it's all money.
That's right, she just got into the eyes of money.
She is almost crazy.
Today Liu Zhao is 10,000 taels, and tomorrow Zhou Miao is 20,000 taels. She is not a cash machine, she just vomits money and does not save money.
And her business empire is so weak that she needs to spend money everywhere.
People only saw how much Yuhua Alley made, but they didn't see how much money Gu Jiu spent this year.
The money she spent was in units of one hundred thousand.
This time, if she can't get a few hairs off these local tyrants, this year will be impossible.
Because there is no money.
That's why she wants Erzhuang to follow her design completely, and first stir up the whole scene.
People are prone to impulse consumption when they are excited.
When you are calm, you may only spend fifty thousand taels for the five-year use right of the golden sign.
An extra penny would hesitate for a long time.
But when a person is excited, let alone an extra penny, even if the price is doubled, it is 50,000 to 100,000.
Impulsive!
What local tyrants like to do most when they are impulsive, of course, is Doufu.
Gu Jiu provided the local tyrants with a profitable fighting scene.
Just fight, fight to death.
The harder she fights, the more excited she becomes.
Moreover, she is very considerate, adopting the method of anonymous bidding, so that the local tyrants who succeeded in the bidding will be refreshed first.
After that, everyone changed the occasion to pretend to be forced, showing their golden sign in front of competitors, what a compelling one! By the way, the competitors are off.
Local tyrants love this kind of drama most.
Fighting wealth on the spot is really boring, and it doesn't seem to be educated yet.
Only when you inadvertently tell your opponent that I have won and you have lost, and you look at your opponent's face, it will burst!
The place was very hot and Gu Jiu was very satisfied.
Er Zhuang successfully completed the task she explained and did not live up to her expectations of Er Zhuang.
After this matter is over, the second strong can bear more burdens.
The guy knocked on the door and came in, "Mrs. Qiqi, old man, Mr. Gu is here."
Gu Jiu was stunned, "Master, what did you do here?"
"Said it is long insight."
Gu Jiu blinked, "You put the master in the third private room, and I will be there in a while."
The man said, "I came with the master, and the household book is still there."
Gu Jiu understood now, how could Master Gu run here to join in the fun for no reason. It turned out to be accompanied by the Ministry of Household Shangshu to join in the fun.
Master Gu has always looked down upon some things she did.
For example, in Yuhua Lane, Master Gu once persuaded her earnestly that, as the grandson's wife, she should do what she should do.
What kind of business and what Yuhua Alley do is to put the cart before the horse, nothing to do.
A woman's house, it's not good to show up, and it's shameful.
Women should not be the object of discussion by others. Regardless of whether the argument is good or bad, it is always a shame.
What about making money?
Could it be possible that the Royal Palace can eat without her or wear it without her?
Regarding Mr. Gu’s thoughts of a big man, Gu Jiu always left his ears in and out of his right ears, and ignored them.
She was going to hold off for a while and was not busy to see Master Gu.
It’s never too late to wait for the results below.
Mr. Gu accompanied the old man in the household department in the third private room.
The elder of the household department looked at the lively scene in the hall and exclaimed, "Master Gu, your daughter is not easy."
Master Gu smiled awkwardly, he was really embarrassed, he didn't take this as a compliment.
He always blushed, "It's all fooling."
"How can it be said that it is a fool. She was instructed by the emperor to do things. From the perspective of the old man, she did a good job."
Master Gu didn't know whether to laugh or make other expressions, just a little uncomfortable.
The head of the household department is very comfortable.
He promoted Master Gu, not because Master Gu was so capable and talented.
It is because Master Gu is a qualified executor.
Mr. Gu lacks unique insights, and can't come up with any effective policy plan, these elders all know.
But it is undeniable that Mr. Gu has a strong executive power.
The things that Shangguan ordered, Master Gu could basically do without compromise.
Therefore, Master Gu is suitable for sitting in the position of the servant, not the position of Jingcheng Fu Yin.
Master Gu himself felt that he was like a fish in the household.
Because he doesn't have to worry about what the Ministry of Household should do, what to do, and how to deal with the emperor. He only needs to worry about how to handle the things the Shangguan has given him.
The head of the household does not need a subordinate who is quick-thinking and insightful.
What he needs is a down-to-earth executive like Master Gu, who can perfectly execute his policy, instead of tit-for-tat him.
This is also the reason why Da Gu is so talented, but he does well in the household department.
Master Gu was a little restless, and still a little dissatisfied.
This dissatisfaction was directed at Gu Jiu.
He has been here for so long, why didn't Gu Jiu show up?
He didn't know, Gu Jiu would not be happy to comment on him at all.
More and more people were bidding, and Er Zhuang already had a stack of bids in front of him.
Guys are registering in different categories, and we will announce the results in front of everyone in a while, striving to be fair and open. Let everyone know that Sihai Commercial Bank has a reputation.
Doing so will be of great benefit to the next big project of Sihai Commercial Bank.
Gu Jiu's next big project still needs the support of these wealthy businessmen.
Everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high!
One after another disturbed, the last offer was delivered to Er Zhuang.
Second Zhuang took the trumpet and asked loudly, "Is there any quotation? If not, we will announce the results. Remember, the higher the price. If anyone is not convinced, they will hold back. For such an opportunity, remember to prepare more money."
Everyone laughed.
After laughing, he became nervous again.
Second Zhuang got the first quotation result.
Looking at the string of quotes above, he flushed because he was so excited.
He shouted loudly, "The result of the auction of the bricks is the eighty-nine, twenty-eight nine thousand one hundred and seventy-two. Congratulations to the boss of the eighty-nine, you have won the gold of the bricks "royal exclusive supply" for the next five years. sign."
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, the venue burst.
The price of nearly 290,000 taels of silver, the bricks were photographed separately, I rely on, this price is going against the sky!
Everyone looked around, who is the eighty-nine?
Which boss is so generous?
The real boss on the 89th has a deep heart. Following everyone's appearance, I looked around.
Seeing everyone envious, jealous, and dumbfounded, the boss on the eighty-ninth was so upset that he finally restrained his raised mouth.
Private room No. 8 on the second floor.
The emperor subconsciously exclaimed.
An inconspicuous brick can be sold for nearly 290,000 taels. How much money does it make today?
The emperor looked at Liu Zhao calmly.
Where is the luck? There are hundreds of beauties in Beijing, but Liu Zhao chose Gu Jiu.
Gu Jiu is a veritable lucky boy.
The emperor's heart, inexplicably, gave birth to strands of envy.
Why didn't he have such a vision, marrying a lucky boy in the palace?
Resentment!
In the private room No. 3, Master Gu opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.
"Two hundred and eighty thousand taels? Not twenty-eight thousand?"
The old man of the household department stroked his beard, "Mrs. Zhao's reputation as a wealthy boy is indeed well-deserved. Mrs. Gu, next time Mrs. Zhao has any profitable business, don't forget to tell the old man. The old man also wants to earn some coffin books. ."
Master Gu was too embarrassed, "This, this, this, can't it be a mistake."
The elder of the household department laughed, "It can't be wrong. If you post it in black and white, it can be fake."
That's right, the quotation for bricks was registered on a large piece of rice paper and posted on the upright wooden board.
The huge words ensure that everyone can see clearly.
There are a total of seven people participating in the brick quotation.
Seven quotations are arranged in a row from high to low.
The second-ranked offer is only 12,000 less than the first-ranked offer.
The businessman on the 63rd, beating his chest secretly.
He is the second highest bidder.
Only twelve thousand taels short, he passed by the golden sign, he was going to die of anger.
Which is the eighty-ninth?
Snatching his golden sign, from now on, the two are incompatible.