Chapter 187 Try not to guarantee

"Once the plastic film comes out, I'm afraid it will be a big business again."

"When the time comes, it will be the same as glass, and I will get 30% of the profit."

She not only contributed her efforts, but also her money, and she also provided the most critical brain. It is not too much for her to take 30% from the court. The court owed her again.

Zhu Xuntao was naturally unwilling to let go of the benefits she deserved.

[Forget about the glass. It was me who negotiated with the prince about the plastic film business. ]

[The prince is busier and harder than the emperor. ]

The prince smiled bitterly. It is better to be busy than to be busy.

Compared with the current situation that Master Mingdeng has mentioned, the current situation is already quite good.

Although there are still casualties among the people in the snow disaster, the number is under considerable control.

He was just too anxious. He was anxious that the Yong Dynasty would not only not be defeated in this snowstorm,

but also rise up and develop better, so that other countries would not dare to invade again, or even surrender to the Yong Dynasty.

The prince had too many ambitions in his heart.

Before Zhu Xuntao, the prince knew that if he wanted to fulfill these ambitions, he had to do it step by step.

But it didn't matter. Even if he was extremely poor for his whole life, or even his son and his grandson,

one day, the Yong Dynasty would be as strong as he expected.

But after seeing Zhu Xuntao's power, the prince was overwhelmed by the success of glass.

Even the cold temperature of the heavy snow did not wake the prince up.

After being scolded by Xiao Jingzhan and Zhu Xuntao today, the prince became the same prince again.

"Sure."

As long as Zhu Xuntao can make more things like glass, he is willing to give Zhu Xuntao the 30% profit every time he asks for it from the court.

Now he is just the prince, but he will do his best to satisfy Zhu Xuntao and will never let Zhu Xuntao suffer losses.

If you want the horse to run, you have to let the horse eat enough grass first.

Killing the chicken to get the eggs is a foolish act.

"Don't worry."

The prince returned to normal, and Zhu Xuntao became considerate.

"The things haven't been made yet, and you haven't discussed this matter with the emperor."

[What if the emperor disagrees if you agree so quickly? Isn't the prince afraid of being slapped in the face? ]

[When the prince becomes the emperor, tell me in such a straightforward tone. ]

Zhu Xuntao did this to leave room for the prince.

The only one who can really make the decision is the emperor. If the emperor does not agree, it would be useless for the prince to agree today, and it would also make the prince lose face.

In order to prevent this situation from really happening and giving the prince a chance to put the blame on himself,

Zhu Xuntao felt that he was not only a true gentleman, but also a really considerate person when it was time to be a gentleman.

The prince nodded, accepting Zhu Xuntao's kindness.

The prince, who regained his rationality, looked at the short green vegetable seedlings on the floor of the house, and suddenly said:

"These vegetables should have been planted by you just a few days ago, so where did the ones you eat and send today come from?"

The quantity is wrong.

Zhu Xuntao smiled.

[It's been a long time, and the prince finally asked a serious question that can be answered. 】

"In reply to the prince, my husband gave me a hot spring manor."

"Most of those vegetables are planted in the hot spring manor."

The hot spring manor is big, and the hot spring area is really a place where the weather is the same all year round, and the temperature is quite pleasant. It is definitely the best place to grow crops in winter. It

is pure natural and pollution-free.

The prince knew about this hot spring manor, because it was given to Xiao Jingzhan by the emperor after Xiao Jingzhan made meritorious service.

Before that, the prince thought that the manor was good, and when he was young, the prince asked the emperor for it.

The emperor said that as long as the prince performed well in the future, the manor could be given to the prince.

Then...

Xiao Jingzhan appeared, and there was no future.

"Actually..."

Zhu Xuntao smiled awkwardly,

"The vegetables in Wenquan Manor were planted earlier and can be eaten earlier."

"Some time ago, I was so suffocated by the accounts that I don't remember."

If Zhu Xuntao hadn't forgotten, the fresh vegetables provided by Wenquan Manor had been eaten by the Yongjing Marquis' Mansion and the emperor for a month.

"Heh..."

The prince sneered, "Then why do you mention it again now?"

"If you don't say it, no one will know."

But once this was said, how easy it would be to offend people, wouldn't Zhu Xuntao know?

Zhu Xuntao moved closer to Xiao Jingzhan and carefully touched Xiao Jingzhan's lower back with his elbow:

[Men should stand up at times like this! 】

Xiao Jingzhan: "..."

All the anger in the prince's heart disappeared completely in the comparison with Xiao Jingzhan.

In terms of who is unlucky, Xiao Jingzhan admits to being the first, and no one dares to claim to be the second.

Zhu Xuntao pushes Xiao Jingzhan out when there is something wrong, and when there is nothing wrong, it means that Uncle Yu is very good.

Xiao Jingzhan sighed. Zhu Xuntao was married by himself.

So what can he do, just continue to pamper her.

"Don't worry, the prince is a prime minister with a big heart, and he won't be petty with a little girl like you."

He is also a real man. He should give in to his wife and not be serious with her.

After persuading himself in this way, Xiao Jingzhan's mood returned to normal, and he no longer took the prince's teasing eyes to heart. If you

are good at self-attack, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome.

Xiao Jingzhan had already made such an excuse for Zhu Xuntao, so the prince had no choice but to say something to embarrass Zhu Xuntao:

"Alright, I think there is no one or anything in this world that can really scare you."

"What are your plans? Tell me directly."

He preferred Zhu Xuntao's straightforward approach. He was not used to being so shy.

"Qiuyue."

Zhu Xuntao gave an order, and Qiuyue, who had been waiting for orders, came in quickly with a plate and a few pairs of chopsticks in her hand.

Zhu Xuntao said, "Prince, would you like to try it?"

Looking at the yellow and white dishes, the prince happily picked up the chopsticks and took a bite to taste it,

not caring that he had just finished dinner and the rice was not digested in his stomach.

The prince threw away the idea of ​​not eating after noon:

"This dish... is slightly sour, but very refreshing, and tastes good."

In the winter when there are no vegetables, this dish is also very suitable for the prince's appetite.

"This is pickled vegetables."

Zhu Xuntao was happy. Nowadays, many people are used to calling it kimchi.

What's the pickle? It's obviously a Chinese pickle. Does it become so fashionable if it has a different name?

Why does she think pickled vegetables sound better than kimchi?

The first batch of cabbages planted grew too big. Seeing that,

Zhu Xuntao's first reaction was to peel off the two outermost leaves that were too old and make pickles directly.

It just so happened that the prince came to her right after she finished pickling.

Zhu Xuntao felt sorry for herself if she didn't use this ready-made tool.

Anyway, the prince came to her door himself, so she must make good use of it.

"What do you want?"

The prince asked Zhu Xuntao.

"I am willing to follow the prince's arrangements."