Once you learn these skills, you'll be able to see through other people's psychology at a glance during negotiations or collaborations.
"Great! We will definitely become the most powerful businessmen."
Carrying several books, Xie Wanwan went to finish Yi Huan's unfinished lessons first.
With only one month left, she needs to speed up her teaching, as her class time will decrease afterward.
In mid-September, the chili peppers and eggplants were harvested. Li Yongchang arranged for people to start harvesting rice, and left seven people to deal with the two chili pepper and eggplant trees.
After you've pulled it out, set it aside until it dries, then you can burn it.
After finishing all that, Su Luo plowed up the dry field with oxen, spread cow dung on it, and then planted the cabbages she had cultivated.
She also took out the seeds from her spatial storage, which, together with what she already had, could plant a total of thirty acres of land.
These 30 mu of cabbages will be more than enough to supply Fumanlou for the entire winter.
While harvesting rice, they also planted radishes on fifty mu of land in Shuiqingzhuang.
After the rice and cotton in the fields are harvested, the remaining fields will be planted with the second crop of rice.
By early October, Su Luo's cotton harvest was almost complete, and every household in Changping Village had finished harvesting their rice.
Master Ma arrived with officials from the county government and the household registration office, followed by a long line of horse-drawn carts.
The scene was the same as last year; it was time to collect grain taxes again.
"Master Ma, has the grain tax been reduced this year?" This is a question the village chief asks every year.
Master Ma shook his head: "No, but there is good news. The grain tax has not been increased this year, it is the same as last year, which is a good omen."
Village chief: "That mu of land still yields two harvests, which is the highest grain tax in recent years."
When Master Ma arrived, everyone in the village looked grim, but there was nothing they could do.
After having the weighing scale, sack, and baskets put away, Master Ma then addressed the village chief and the villagers.
"I know that this grain was grown with everyone's hard work, but we also have a second rice crop this year, so life will be much better."
Moreover, given the current political climate in the court, it's highly likely that grain taxes will be reduced next year due to the second rice harvest, meaning people won't have to pay two dan (a unit of dry measure) of grain per mu (a unit of land area) of land.
However, the wind direction has not yet been confirmed.
Everyone reluctantly carried their grain to the village entrance to be weighed.
This year they had income from soy sauce, so they wouldn't have to eat broken rice, but they were still unhappy about handing over the grain they had worked so hard to grow.
Zhao Ruyun heard that government officials had come to collect taxes, so she came out to see what was happening.
She was relieved only after Master Ma finished reading and collecting the household registration records of Changping Village.
Their name wasn't mentioned. Last year's imperial decree was valid, stating that they would be exempt from taxes for life, but this year their name really wasn't mentioned.
Master Ma also saw Zhao Ruyun, stepped forward, and respectfully asked, "Madam Chen, is Madam Su here?"
Following Master Ma's direction, everyone finally saw Zhao Ruyun and cast envious glances at her.
Zhao Ruyun used to be the poorest person in the village, without even a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
She used to have to carry water to earn a little bit of rice to eat, but now she has become the richest woman in the village. Even Master Ma has to call her "Old Madam Chen" when he sees her!
"Luo Luo has gone to the county, but our steward Shi is here. If you need anything, you can talk to our steward Shi."
Master Ma's face lit up with joy as he said, "That's great, I happen to have something to take care of."
Zhao Ruyun invited Master Ma into the Chen residence and asked Shi Shuang to call Steward Shi to the reception room.
Zhao Ruyun sat in the main seat. She didn't have to worry about household chores, but she wasn't completely ignorant either.
Butler Shi came over and first bowed to Master Ma.
"Master Ma, it's been a long time. What brings you here to see our lady?"
Butler Shi knew that Su Luo didn't have to pay taxes, which is why he didn't go to the village entrance to join the fun today.
"Well, Lord Jiang asked me to ask Madam Su, didn't you plant fifty mu of rice this year?"
Roughly speaking, fifty mu (approximately 1.3 hectares) would yield over 40,000 jin (approximately 20,000 kg). The entire Chen family couldn't consume that much grain in a year. Therefore, Lord Jiang, on behalf of the court, inquires whether your family's rice is for sale.
We definitely have to sell them. The second crop of rice can be harvested in two months, and then there will be even more grain.
How much do you want to charge?
"We'll buy whatever price the Chen family sells for."
Su Luo meant that she wanted to keep 5,000 catties of rice, and the rest could be sold.
“Our lady can provide 40,000 catties, but the price of rice outside is ten wen per catty. If we sell it to your government…”
Everyone knows that the government likes to drive down prices, and in order to please the government, most landlords will sell to them.
But Su Luo is different. She's a businesswoman; she sells to whoever offers the highest price.
"Don't worry, Steward Shi, our purchase price this year is the same as outside. Every year, the new rice is delivered to the soldiers on the border."
We dare not embezzle the Ministry of Revenue's funds.
Cash on delivery.
Forty thousand catties of rice, sold for ten wen per catty, for a total of four hundred taels of silver.
The next day, Master Ma came to the Chen residence to take away 40,000 catties of rice. Su Luo left more than 5,000 catties for them to eat themselves, just in case.
...
Su Luo and Xie Wanwan had been sitting under the city gate of Yongle County for half an hour.
After gazing at the official road for a long time, a luxurious carriage finally came into view.
With its golden roof and frame constructed from Phoebe zhennan wood, it resembles a small mobile room, requiring three horses to pull it simultaneously.
What attracted Su Luo's attention was not how luxurious the carriage was, but the word 'sinking' written on the lanterns on it.
"Wanwan, he's here."
Su Luo stepped forward and asked the person in the carriage, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Shen Yuan of the Shen Family Chamber of Commerce?"
Shen Yuan lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and his eyes lit up. The woman's eyes were so beautiful.
His eyes were jet black, like a deep pool.
"You must be Lady Su?"
Su Luo nodded: "It's me. There are some things that are not easy to say in a letter. It's lunchtime now, so why don't you come with me to Fu Man Lou for lunch first, and we can talk while we eat?"
"Alright, Madam Su, please lead the way."
Only after watching Su Luo board the carriage ahead did Shen Yuan lower the curtain.
This Lady Su is indeed beautiful; even with two children, she looks like a young girl.
When he came from the capital, Nangong Qingqian repeatedly told him not to bully this Lady Su. It was quite interesting.
Su Luo had instructed the manager of Fu Man Lou to prepare the dishes before they arrived.
So once you arrive at Fu Man Lou, you don't need to wait any longer.
"Young Master Shen, please..."
Shen Yuan could tell at a glance that the three characters "Fu Man Lou" were written by Nangong Qing, who had indeed been wandering around for the past three years.
"good!"
After they went up to the third floor and sat down, Su Luo introduced herself to Shen Yuan.
"Young Master Shen, this is my friend, Xie Wanwan, Miss Xie."
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