Chapter 156: A steady stream of cash flow (please subscribe and praise)

In the middle of the night, Zhao Huan walked back to Renming Hall step by step, holding Zhu Lian, who was as soft as mud, in his arms.

It was a lifelong blessing to have subordinates like Dr. Sun and Chef Li. Being the governor of Guangnan West Road could be considered a credit, as he was the one who provided the raw materials as tribute.

Back in the bedroom, the two of them rolled over on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian were awakened by Zhao Xi's knock on the door.

"Princess, Princess, you really can't go in now. The Emperor and the Empress were busy until very late yesterday and haven't gotten up yet."

The maid Xiaotao stood outside the door with a firm attitude. If the little princess went in and saw something she shouldn't see, it would be so embarrassing.

At daybreak, Xiao Tao was awakened by the heavy breathing and Zhu Lian's suppressed screams in the inner room. It was not until half an hour later that the sound gradually subsided.

Xiao Tao bravely went into the inner room to take a look. Bellybands and hot pants were scattered all over the floor, and a quilt was scattered on the table. It was obvious how fierce the battle was. Xiao Tao, a maid who had never experienced this, felt strange and had to take a bath with a red face.

After a long time, accompanied by a creak, the door of the inner room opened, and Zhao Huan took the lead and walked out refreshed, followed by Zhu Lian tenderly, with her skin delicate and tempting.

"Shame on you! Father is already so old, yet he still stays in bed. If Xixi dares to stay in bed, Master Zhou will make me run laps as punishment."

Zhao Xi climbed along Zhao Huan's legs and into Zhao Huan's arms, saying in a playful and cute manner.

"Father was busy with work yesterday and went to bed very late. Can you help me check if there are any dark circles under my eyes?"

With so much chatting and laughing, it was soon noon.

After the meal, Zhao Huan took out an account book and said to the two men, "I have made it clear to the ministers that from now on, the national treasury is the national treasury, and the inner treasury is the inner treasury. We will not take money from them."

"That's how it should be. The money in the national treasury was originally for the use of the country. It was the Emperor who set the precedent in the Song Dynasty. It's only natural that he used the money from the national treasury to eat, drink and enjoy himself."

Zhao Huan pulled out his account book and said, "We are already penniless. When Lord Zhong led his troops to garrison the northern border, I only had a small amount of 30,000 taels left. The remaining 800,000 taels were allocated to the Western Army."

"The shop in Daiyufang, including the decoration and purchase of items, will cost 8,000 taels, which only leaves 22,000 taels." Zhu Lian took the account book and added.

"That's right, I forgot about that."

Zhao Huan continued, "The Bianjing Palace's maids, servants, and the Imperial Food Bureau cost 15,000 taels a month. According to the salaries agreed upon with the ministers, the three of us together would make about 16,000 taels, leaving us with 1,000 taels left each month."

"Your Majesty, there's also the Emperor's lunch, which is also a big expense. If we continue to hold it at the frequency of twenty times a month, I'm afraid this one thousand taels of silver won't be enough."

"Father, Master Zhou said that my bones haven't developed rapidly yet, so I need to take some medicinal food regularly, which may cost three thousand taels every month."

"Also, Master Zhou said that he would need a lot of silver to make me a rotten silver spear suitable for me."

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Zhao Huan said, "Don't worry, I have a clever plan. Once Daiyufang opens in a few days, our lives will improve. There are many ways to make money. In the future, our inner treasury will be richer than the national treasury!"

As a time traveler, he possesses knowledge that is a thousand years ahead and knows about countless high-quality and low-priced products. Making money is easy and simple for him.

Zhao Huan began to recall the novels he had read about time travel back to ancient times, wondering how the protagonists got their first bucket of gold and became rich.

There is a novel called "Bringing Warehouses to the Ming Dynasty". As the name suggests, it is about time travel. The novel is about traveling back in time to the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty with millions of tons of cargo in the entire New York Port. Sniper rifles are conventional weapons, and tanks can arm an entire division, helping Zhu Zhanji to make trouble all over the world.

There's also a novel called "The Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty," in which the protagonist, Fang Jifan, is a Ming Dynasty history expert with a memorized archive of information from the period. He exploits the time difference in information to hoard ebony, earning a million taels of silver. He also knows the exam questions for the Ming Dynasty's imperial examinations and cultivates a family of students, enabling them to enjoy a life of loving fatherhood and filial piety.

There's also a novel called "Rise of the Poor," where the protagonist, Zhu Ping'an, possesses the ability to see other people's fortunes and has a childhood sweetheart who's a super-rich woman. Truly, his debut is the pinnacle.

No, no, it’s because I don’t have a golden finger.

"Well, I'd better sell soap honestly and save up my first pot of gold before I think about other things. Otherwise, the cash flow in the Bianjing Palace will be cut off in less than two months."

Zhao Huan sighed, "I don't know about Shao Chengzhang, no, how is the renovation going over at Jia Yucun?"

Just as he was thinking about it, Shao Chengzhang came over with a happy look on his face, holding a bunch of keys in his hand.

"Sir, the Daiyufang place has been renovated. The first batch of Safeguard soaps, priced at 100 yuan, has been put on the shelves. Once the billboard you mentioned is in place, we can choose an auspicious day to open it."

"Why bother choosing an auspicious day? If we don't open it soon, the entire Bian Jing Palace will be left with nothing, including you. The monthly salaries of the eunuchs are all covered by the Bian Jing Palace."

Zhao Huan spread his hands and said, "I can't care about that anymore. I'll give you the billboard, and you can start to arrange it. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Zhao Yuannu for help. She is one of us."

"By the way, how much is your monthly salary?"

"Official, the monthly salary is 1,250 strings of cash."

As the chief steward of the Bian Jing Palace, Shao Chengzhang was similar to the board secretary in later generations, and was definitely a senior executive.

"Too little, too little!" Zhao Huan said, "You've seen Safeguard before. It's sure to sell like hotcakes. I'll give you half of Daiyufang's commission. Work hard and you can make money without having to lie down."

Shao Chengzhang: "This kind of official who gives as soon as he disagrees with something is really, really likable."

Shao Chengzhang took the billboard from Zhu Lian, opened it and took a look. This picture, this picture...

"Your Majesty, isn't this billboard a bit too bold? Can the people accept it? And Li Qingzhao won't cause trouble, right?" Shao Chengzhang said worriedly.

"No, no, go ahead and do it. Besides, this poem was written by Li Qingzhao herself, so why would she have any objections?"

Shao Chengzhang: "Your Majesty, poetry isn't the key, the painting..."

"Two thousand taels of silver. Li Qingzhao received it as an endorsement fee."

"Ohhhh, that's good!"

Shao Chengzhang was about to leave when Zhao Huan suddenly said, "I asked Yun Jin'er to put on your makeup when you opened the business. This was all done by Jia Yucun. It has nothing to do with you, Shao Chengzhang."

Shao Chengzhang: ...