Chapter Seventeen: Conscience or Making Money? I'll choose conscience, anyway, I'll make money.



Besides having fun, Tang Huan was also busy training the dancers.

After all, the tickets and various revenues and profits from the entertainment center ultimately go into his pocket, so he can't afford to be careless.

Xue'e followed Tang Huan like a little tail, mimicking Tang Huan's tone, saying, "What are you being so coy about? You're not respectable women, aren't you all prostitutes who were caught secretly engaging in prostitution? The officials didn't punish you by sending you to jail, but gave you a chance to find new jobs. They've already been very merciful. Don't pretend to be innocent and virtuous, just perform properly!"

"Otherwise, we'll kick you out of the city and see what you do then!"

Upon hearing Xue'e's words, the girls on stage immediately felt displeased.

Who says people in the sex trade can't pretend to be innocent?

Is it really the same feeling to serve a client in private as to perform a striptease in public for a group of people?

However, Xue'e said something that did frighten them.

Having grown accustomed to a comfortable life in Qihuai County, no one wanted to leave.

Therefore, they had no choice but to resign themselves to their fate and put in all their strength to start practicing again.

Seeing that they were gradually loosening up, Tang Huan crossed her arms in satisfaction.

"Good, good, keep this posture. Yes, legs straight. Don't give me that blatant look that's meant to seduce people into bed. You need to imagine yourselves as fairies, and your eyes need to be sharp enough!"

"My lord, my lord!"

Just then, Li Da Kui rushed to his side and interrupted Tang Huan's admonition with his loud voice.

"The maid from that female merchant in the capital has come again, saying she wants to continue buying white sugar."

"They're here again? So soon?" Tang Huan snorted. "Looks like they've tasted success. Let's go check it out."

It was the same office, with the same furnishings.

Lin Wan'er watched all this with her hands behind her back, and inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.

She stayed in the capital for a few days, but she couldn't even get used to sleeping on the bed. It always felt hard and hurt her shoulders.

I'm also not used to taking showers.

You can't stand up and get hot water poured on you; you can only soak in a wooden tub, and the water cools down after a short while.

Moreover, they could only use soapberry, not the fragrant and slippery soap from Qihuai County.

Sigh, the quality of life has dropped by more than one level.

Qihuai County is still the best.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded, and Lin Wan'er turned around and saw Tang Huan.

He was dressed in casual clothes, with his hands behind his back, looking nonchalant, and a wicked smile on his lips; he was clearly not a good person.

Back in Qihuai County, Lin Wan'er always felt a bit uncomfortable whenever she saw Tang Huan.

It was simply because he was so different from the pretentious ministers and the well-behaved eunuchs, palace maids and guards she usually encountered; he seemed particularly casual and unrestrained.

But after returning to the palace and seeing Tang Huan again, she actually appreciated and even liked his casualness.

So she offered a smile and said, "Greetings, Lord Tang."

Tang Huan raised an eyebrow. The last time this girl came, she clearly looked down on him, but this time she was all polite.

They definitely made a lot of money!

"My lord, I brought fifty thousand taels of silver with me this time, specifically to buy white sugar and gift boxes. There's no time to lose, please prepare the contract, I'm in a hurry to get on my way."

Tang Huan laughed: "So soon? Stay for a couple of days before you leave."

Lin Wan'er also wanted to stay a couple more days, but His Majesty was still waiting in the capital.

Moreover, she took all of His Majesty's silver with her this time. If she doesn't go back soon, what will His Majesty do if he urgently needs the silver?

"Lord Tang, I am in a great hurry and cannot linger. Please prepare the contract immediately!"

Seeing how anxious she was, Tang Huan didn't waste any words. She gave Xue'e a wink, took out the contract template from last time, modified the numbers, and handed it to Lin Wan'er.

The money and goods were exchanged.

This time, Tang Huan sold a total of 330 jin of white sugar.

Standing at the warehouse door, taking advantage of Lin Wan'er's inattention, Tang Huan whispered, "How much inferior white sugar is left in the warehouse?"

Cang Guandao: "There are still more than 20 jin left."

He made 50,000 taels of silver from several hundred kilograms of scrap sugar.

That's absolutely incredible!

Tang Huan naturally wanted to earn more, but with only twenty jin left, he faced two choices.

Either clear out all this white sugar and switch to selling them refined white sugar from now on.

They could either continue producing inferior white sugar and sell it to them at high prices to earn huge profits.

The former is conscience, the latter is a flood of wealth.

Tang Huan chose the latter without hesitation.

Just as he was about to speak, Lin Wan'er interrupted him: "Kuizhou is suffering from famine, and the people are living in misery. Our young lady has earned money with this sugar and plans to take some of it out for disaster relief. However... there are too many refugees in Kuizhou, and I'm afraid this amount of money is just a drop in the ocean and won't be of much help."

At this point, she sighed softly.

But he secretly glanced at Tang Huan.

His Majesty has no money, but he does.

On her way here, she had seen the magnificent entertainment complex from afar. It was huge and unprecedented in scale, almost half the size of a palace.

On one side is Kuizhou, where the roads are littered with frozen corpses, and on the other side is Qihuai County, where the rich feast on meat and wine.

The immense sense of separation made it impossible for her not to sigh and speak out.

If Tang Huan has any conscience at all, he should at least do something to show his appreciation!

Unfortunately, Tang Huan had no conscience.

When I came to Qihuai County five years ago, the situation there was not much better than that of Kuizhou now.

No one helped him back then.

If he hadn't transmigrated and possessed some advanced knowledge compared to ordinary refugees, he would have starved to death along with the local people long ago.

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