"Is this Golden Leaf, Hibiscus King, or White Sand?"
Zhao Muyun blew out a smoke ring comfortably, then asked Bai Ruolan.
This is how he planned it when he was in Dejing City in Xiazhou.
"There are only two mu of golden grass on Wohugang. After Huang and Zhang Qiang harvested it and dried and roasted it, they only got 300 kilograms of tobacco leaves."
"We process these using the leaves that grow on the top. According to what you said before, they should be called golden leaves."
Zhao Wen took over and spoke carefully.
After all, Bai Ruolan was mainly responsible for paying the money and providing the paper for the cigarettes. Zhao Wen was in charge of the site selection and personnel recruitment for the entire processing workshop.
However, setting up a workshop in Xiazhou is only temporary. Once the cultivation of golden grass reaches a certain scale, it will be safer to place it in Shuozhou or Yinzhou.
Judging from the taste of the previous life, it is definitely far inferior to the Golden Leaf.
Now it is made from the top leaves of a tobacco plant, and it still has the same taste and mouthfeel. Naturally, it is a problem of production technology level.
But it’s already very good to have such a taste.
"Uncle, thank you for your hard work! This first batch of finished products is very good! Three hundred kilograms of tobacco leaves can only produce a limited number of cigarettes, so I will first give some to the officers in the school lieutenant's office as welfare."
"Start with the preliminary preparations. The key is the packaging. It needs to be high-end and classy. When a man takes it out, it becomes a status symbol."
"Next year, after Huang Chang has planted large-scale salt, we will be able to produce it in large quantities. By then, the profits from private salt sales will be so small that you won't even look at them."
Zhao Muyun immediately explained the important matters to the two of them.
Bai Ruolan could tell from the reactions of these men after they inhaled the so-called golden grass that the thing her husband was thinking about was definitely extremely profitable.
Salt is only used in two meals a day, and ordinary people are even reluctant to make sauerkraut.
In fact, each person's salt consumption is not very large.
It’s just that there are millions of people on the Beidi grassland, and the demand is greater because the base is larger.
Mahmud smuggled about 100,000 kilograms of salt from Yinzhou every month.
But this cigarette is different. Men can smoke it all day long, when they have something to do, when they have nothing to do, when they are at a party, after a meal, or when they are chatting. There are so many scenarios for its use!
At the same time, it also has social attributes, and there is no upper limit to the product premium.
Once mass production is achieved, the consumption will definitely be an astronomical figure.
In addition, it also drives planting, papermaking, workshops, transportation, packaging and other links, creating a large number of jobs.
While the Pinglu Xiaowei Mansion obtained huge financial revenue, it was also able to stabilize the people's livelihood and promote economic prosperity.
My husband is such a genius, how could he think of all this?
The look in Bai Ruolan's eyes when she looked at Zhao Muyun was filled with admiration and pride. She was proud that she could be his woman.
"Husband, these are men's things. When will you use women's things?" Bai Ruolan suddenly thought of something and her eyes lit up.
"Haha, compared to women's products, cigarettes are just a drop in the bucket."
Zhao Muyun gave Bai Ruolan an encouraging look, "Don't worry, I'll come up with a few things once the situation is stable!"
"Just these few things are enough to drive the women of Dayin crazy and make them willingly pay for them."
In his previous life, although Zhao Muyun stayed in the army for a long time, he was not out of touch with the times.
He knew how terrifying the consumption potential of women was. With just perfume, rouge and clothes, they could build a huge business empire.
However, now, the Tartars in the north are eyeing the country covetously and harassing the border from time to time. Li Jingang's rebels may strike back at any time, and in the court, there are cliques and undercurrents.
Moreover, because of Princess Qinghe's marriage, Zhao Muyun was forced to be involved in the power struggle between the emperor, the prince, and the princes.
At present, it is right that the economy needs to develop, but strong military strength is the solid backing.
Zhao Muyun's main focus must be on maintaining stability in the entire Xiaowei Mansion and the prefectures under his jurisdiction.
"I didn't expect my husband to be interested in this area!"
Bai Ruolan was surprised, with a glint in her eyes, "Then we look forward to the surprise that Lord Zhao will bring."
"I'll go to the backyard to see Sister Xue'er first. You guys can do whatever you want."
After saying that, Bai Ruolan stood up and said goodbye.
After Bai Ruolan left, Tang Yanhai, Zhao Wen, Li Si and others smoked together with Zhao Muyun.
"Li Si, send some back to the brothers at the Commandant's Mansion, Zhuzi, and Zhong Dahu, and tell them to save it. If they want to smoke every day, they'll have to wait until next year!"
"Also, send some to Old Li and Old Zhang, don't forget!"
Zhao Muyun explained again.
He is just like that. He never forgets to share the benefits with his brothers.
If you don't smoke and I don't smoke, where will we get the money to build heavy cavalry?
"Okay!"
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That night!
Zhao Muyun had dinner with Bai Ruolan and Huan Naxue and they had a great conversation.
Looking at the two women living in harmony, like sisters, he couldn't help but sigh that feudal society was not all bad.
"My dear husband, I heard that the current emperor wants to marry Yin Canjun's sister, Princess Qinghe, to you."
"In this case, how will you treat me and Sister Ruolan?"
Suddenly, Huan Naxue looked at Zhao Muyun with a smile and asked.
Bai Ruolan also raised her head and looked at Zhao Muyun with a smile, to see what he would say.
At the beginning, Bai Ruolan took the initiative to ask for marriage and used the Bai family's property as a dowry, and she became Mrs. Zhao as she wished.
She was so proactive because she heard relevant rumors about the capital from the Bai family caravan.
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