Chapter 62 He Cares
Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, Chen Shurong explained to everyone, "Although this princess is not a businessman, but now she is in charge of the treasury, she also knows that doing business requires sincerity. Don't be restrained, just sit down."
Everyone sat down one after another, and the head shopkeeper came out and explained what he wanted to discuss today.
Every profession has its own specialization, and even if each business is similar, the recipe is unique.
For example, for a dyeing workshop, color and pattern are the key to its survival.
At present, most provincial capitals produce and sell their own products. If shipping can be restored, it will be of great benefit to them. After all, the production in different places varies, and only through exchange can the products be circulated.
The merchants who first reach cooperation with the treasury will definitely become the beneficiaries.
As a latecomer, if you have no unique features, why should we use you?
After the chief shopkeeper finished speaking, several bosses looked at each other. It was a good idea, but the princess was a little too naive.
With floods every year and the increasing number of bandits, how can we still sail by boat?
Some people shook their heads slightly and then looked at Mo Chen.
Mo Chen lowered his head to sip the tea. The princess's tea today was to entertain the distinguished guests.
Her shopkeeper said it very clearly, if they chose now, she would treat them as treasures, but not necessarily in the future.
The other owners looked at each other in confusion. What did the Ninth Young Master mean?
Chen Shurong was also looking at him, with a bit of pride, the princess had to wait for his nod even here.
The shopkeepers saw the princess looking at Mo Chen with a teasing look in her eyes. Well, there was one more person who was bewitched by her beauty.
Mo Chen noticed something, put down his teacup, and bowed to Shen Shurong, "We are very willing to see what the princess wants, even if not for ourselves, but for the people."
"But please forgive us, Princess. We are not confident enough after all, there have been disasters for many years. Princess, can you tell us the approximate time so that we can have a rough idea?"
Chen Shurong nodded, taking the first step very well, "This princess came here this time because of this matter. What you are worried about will no longer be a problem in four months."
Four months?
The people below started whispering to each other again.
It took four months to even restore the river, let alone the bandits.
The princess is still too young, a little girl with very wild ideas.
Mo Chen said nothing, but looked at Chen Shurong apologetically. The princess had good intentions.
Seeing that everyone had finished talking, Chen Shurong asked someone to unfold the topographic map. "If His Majesty gave this area to me, do you think I would leave it uncultivated?"
Mo Chen immediately stood up and walked over. The other owners also came over to take a look. The chief shopkeeper pointed to an area and showed it to them.
Mo Chen was stunned. How much manpower and financial resources would this require?
Or did she pay for it out of her own pocket?
"I believe that your Majesty's decree will arrive soon."
So fast? The other owners were also shocked. This, this, this is incredible.
If it can be done, then it can be done.
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The next day, Mo Chen stopped in front of the clothes rack again. He felt much less conflicted. There was nothing wrong with being young.
The carriage stopped at the west gate of the prefectural government residence, and the other owners also arrived. It was normal that each of them brought their own unique skills.
But why are they all young masters? They were avoiding it yesterday!
He arranged for only maids.
Each owner felt a little embarrassed, but after looking at other owners, they gave up the idea.
Given the princess’s status, it’s natural that she would bring along her handsome nephews and nephews. Didn’t she see a lot of the Ninth Young Master yesterday?
Who doesn't love colors?
What about women? He is the superior.
If the east wind really comes, will you still look down on them?
However, when they saw the Ninth Young Master's attire, they all nodded, thinking that they were following the right person. The Ninth Young Master could even dedicate himself personally, but it was a pity that they were old and the princess looked down on them.
Mo Chen's face suddenly turned dark. Could it be that he also had this thought subconsciously?
Otherwise, why wear this robe?
He wanted to go back and change his clothes. He wasn't here to compete for beauty.
Chen Shurong saw Mo Chen with a dark face and wondered, he was fine yesterday, what happened today?
Someone is sabotaging?
The chief shopkeeper and Hua Mama looked at each other. The princess must not know what these young gentlemen were here for.
The sons and nephews of each family took turns to show off their own characteristics, not forgetting to show off their masculine and coquettish gestures, which made Shen Shurong look at them sideways frequently. Their things were all good, no wonder they could continue.
Do you all think you are good? The girl he used, otherwise... Mo Chen became even angrier when he saw this, so he turned around and simply stopped looking.
As soon as he turned his eyes to the door, he saw a man with a face darker than his.
This man seemed to be very angry, and his breathing was as if he had run twenty miles in one breath.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Shurong was delighted when he heard the voice. He is back.
Everyone turned around, they didn't recognize him, but this man's appearance was not comparable to those children, I'm afraid the princess...
Chen Shurong came out and said, "The shopkeeper will accompany you. This princess will leave first."
"Yes, Princess."
Chen Shurong walked briskly from the main seat inside to the door, the smile on his face brighter than the sun outside.
For some reason, Mo Chen felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
With someone like this around her, who else could she look up to?
No wonder she looked at herself with such clear eyes.
Xie Yunzhao didn't expect that what he would see after rushing back would be such a scene. If he came back later, would she have been looking at someone else?
Shen Shurong wanted to pull him back to the house, missing him very much.
Xie Yunzhao refused to leave.
He also has a business, and the boss or the master craftsman comes personally to demonstrate and explain. When will it be the turn of the youngster who hasn't even fully grown his hair?
Shen Shurong reacted and realized that there were so many people here that he forgot to introduce them.
Turning around, he smiled and said, "This is Mr. Xie from the Duke of Lu's Mansion, my fiancé and the director of the treasury."
Oh my god, the princess’ fiancé is here, hurry up, stop showing off.
Several owners quickly snatched the samples from their sons and nephews and bowed to Xie Yunzhao, "Hello, Second Young Master Xie."
Xie Yunzhao looked at them one by one, remembering every young face with ulterior motives, and said thank you to Rongrong for saving you.
The fiancé she mentioned calmed his panic, "Hello everyone, Mr. Xie and his fiancée will leave first."
"Take care, both of you."
Xie Yunzhao nodded slightly, took Shen Shurong’s hand and walked away.
Back in Chen Shurong's room, the man's waist was hugged, "Didn't you say you would go away for two days?" She wanted to.
"It wasn't finished last night..." a restrained voice came from above, "Do you care whether I come back early or late?"
Shen Shurong looked up at him, what did he say? "certainly!"
The man turned his face to the side, wanting to say something but hesitating. Would she think he was ignorant?
She is doing business.
He sighed and hugged her tighter. What should he do with her?
Can you hide it, or can you be sour openly?
Tell her that you mind, really mind?
"Are you unhappy?" His emotions were so easy to judge. If there was a chance for him to get sloppy with her, how could he just hug her?
"With so many good things just now, whose did you take a fancy to?" Xie Yunzhao closed his eyes. It was too unbearable.
Chen Shurong recalled: "The celadon is good, and the ink-colored brocade is also very good, with a fine and soft texture. I kept a few pieces and planned to make a few linings for you."
Xie Yunzhao showed a happy expression, stepped back and looked down at her: "So, you are so serious, are you really checking out the goods?"
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