Chapter 1338: Want him to pay

This good thing is a good thing. It’s not that people say it’s good, it’s good, and you won’t know until you have used it.
A guard outside directly gave Qian Zichen a silver ticket.
"Master, this is absolutely not allowed."
How could Qian Zichen accept Luwang's silver bill.
"Is this king like a person who eats Bawang's meal?"
Lu Wang was serious, but in the carriage, he was playing with the paw of the white cat.
And one of the guards outside couldn't help but twitched his mouth. Lord, aren't we the ones who eat Bawang's meal?
Lord Shuo's bottle of medicine can save his life, and you are not enough just like this. You are ready to ask someone for another bottle.
That thing is really not something you can buy with money. Who in this world would think that his life will be long?
This is Qian Zichen's five thousand taels of silver that took over the banknote with both hands.
Of course this is in addition to the silver ticket, but this prince of Lu has created momentum for Qianjiaxiangxing and Yurong Gao, and everyone knows that this Qianjiaxiangxing is the backstage of Luwangye, and Luwangye will use it here. If he really doesn’t have any of his stuff, where will he buy it in the future?
Therefore, this Qianjiaxiangxing is afraid that no one will dare to do it again in the future.
King Lu took the things and left here, but there were more people in line at the door of Qianjiaxiangxing, and of course there was Yurong ointment, which was already famous before it started selling.
This thing is sold in the capital city of Dazhou, one hundred and two bottles, but now they only have ninety bottles, and they actually decide how much they sell.
It's just that Qian Zichen didn't sell it, but gave out the 90 bottles of Yurong Ointment.
Yes, just send it.
It was given to a few guests who had always treated them, and most of them took care of them. Even if there were six scent shops here, but only a few households who recognized the scent shops, each family sent a bottle. .
The rest were all sent to the record, and the households ranked from top to bottom were also given away for nothing.
Of course, the people who got Yurong's anointing by him were ecstatic.
You know, Lord Lu took a bottle of five thousand taels of silver, and these ninety bottles were all more than 40,000 taels of silver.
But he said that it was given as a gift, and it was really a gift, not a penny. At the same time, there were a few new fragrances. I heard that they were all very expensive. Of course, this also made many people beat their chests. I spent money to buy myself a sin.
Originally, they could all get that kind of Yurong Ointment, but who knew that it was because of the Tang Jiaxiang that they bought, and now not only is it emptied of people and money, but they also can’t get Yurong Ointment. Several shops.
Return Tang Jiaxiang, what kind of fragrance is Tang, it is better to call it hurtful.
With so many spice made from human blood, so many soul-ridden, if anyone uses it, he is an idiot, a fool.
For those who bought the spices, Qian Zichen gave Yurong ointment to them, they all liked it in their hearts, but for Qianjia, they were not so happy.
"Let me go back?"
Qian Zichen didn't even know what else in the clan that he needed to go back. He was very busy now and really didn't have time to take care of other things.
But in the end he changed his clothes and went back to a thousand families.
After he went back, he found that the Patriarch and many elders had arrived. Of course, Qian Zihao was also sitting there, gloating, and Qian Zichen really didn’t understand how he could laugh. Out of it? He now has the ability to go for a walk to see if people outside can kill him.
"Zi Chen, what did you do?"
The Patriarch of the Qian Family asked Qian Zichen in a deep voice.
Qianzi Chen has no solution.
"Patriarch, Zichen didn't do anything."
He has been busy lately. He has been busy with fragrant things every day. Even after taking a few mouthfuls of food, he starts to be busy again. How can there be time to do other things?
"Why do you give Yurong ointment to someone?"
The Patriarch of the Thousand Clan asked in a cold voice, "You know that there are tens of thousands of taels of silver. When you are doing this, why don't you discuss it with the clan?"
The more the Patriarch of the Thousand Clan said, the more the voice became more top-notch, and even the clan elders seemed to be in a bad mood.
These tens of thousands of taels of silver were given away if they were given away. Is he anyone in the ward?
But have thought about the family, thought about the thousand family?
Qian Zichen was stunned for a few breaths, but suddenly he had a funny impulse, but he quickly raised his face, and of course he didn't dare to make trouble in front of the patriarchs.
"Patriarch," he saluted the Patriarch of the Thousand Family, who snorted.
Qian Zichen paid a respect to several elders.
And the eyes of these elders looking at him at this time were a bit unpleasant.
To make it clear, if they can't ask one reason today, they just don't give up, right?
Qian Zichen stood up straight again without any guilty conscience.
"To the Patriarch and all the elders."
"The gift of Yurong ointment was decided by Zichen himself."
"Why do you decide?" A clan elder shouted and stood up. There is no cultivation at this time. If there is not a trace of reason, maybe he really wants to jump out and look at Qian Zichen's face. Hello.
"Why can't Zichen decide?"
Qian Zichen asked the clan elder.
"My thousand family matters, how do you decide on your own?"
That clan old man speaks vigorously, and his words are strict.
However, this sentence of Thousand Clan's affair caused the Thousand Clan's Patriarch to think of something, his face was blue and white, as if even a few clan elders had this look at this time.
"Dear clan elders, did you forget? Qian Zichen reminded clan elders, Qianjia Xiangxing, it is Zichen's own incense business, regardless of the compensation or profit, Zichen will bear it alone. The clan will never interfere. Zichen used it at the beginning. For five million taels of silver, we bought out all the businesses of these thousand incense shops, including the relationship with Yipinxiang."
As soon as these words fell, the clan elder who was still righteous just now, almost didn't get a breath of blood.
How can Qianjiaxiangxing be yours alone.
The clan elder was only missing now, pointing to Qian Zichen's nose and cursing.
How much money the Qianjiaxianghang earns in one month, how could the people of the thousand families know that, just a single incense company, it is possible to force nearly half of the money of the thousand families.
Now, in addition, after Tang Jiaxiang’s accident, people only believed in Qianjiaxianghang. In the future, they will only buy the spices from Qianjiaxianghang. Will it be worse to earn money today?
With such a large amount of silver, Qian Zichen alone, how can he still eat?
The Patriarch of the Thousand Clan also felt that his old face was burnt at this time, but he had to give up this face.
"Zichen, Qianjiaxiang, you must return it."
"also?"
Qian Zichen seemed to have heard some great joke. When there was no one, he couldn't shut the Xiangxing off. Now that Xiangxing is up again, he wants to take it away from him. There is no such good thing in this world. How can there be such a cheap thing?
"Patriarch, how can I pay this incense shop?"