Jiang Yuzhu had acquired the shops not long ago. Some of the shops in prime locations were purchased through middlemen in less than a month.
Investing money and reselling it can double your income. This is a very profitable deal.
“Not for sale.”
Jiang Yuzhu refused without hesitation. She had money and didn't need to withdraw the funds.
"Take a long-term view. Those cunning businessmen are like cats that smell fish. Why do you think they would pay double the price to buy it back? Ultimately, it's still profitable."
The situation in the border town had just become clear, but those people couldn't wait to take action, which meant that they had been secretly observing for some time.
"It's only double the price now, but by summer and autumn, it will double and double again."
As it stands now, it is not a good time to sell the shop.
What's more, Jiang Yuzhu had no intention of selling them. These shops would be of great use in the future if she kept them.
Chongyang was stunned, sensing his master's voracious appetite. He asked, puzzled, "Trade in the north isn't as good as in the south. Why don't you invest more money in the south?"
With tens of thousands of taels of silver, Jiang Yuzhu, with her status and position, could open a shop in the capital and make a fortune.
"Double Ninth Festival, don't put all your eggs in one basket. Although there are opportunities to make a fortune in the capital, it also attracts attention and is full of people with red eyes. On the other hand, if you put your money in the north, you can make a fortune quietly."
Jiang Yuzhu knew very well that once Xie Zhao succeeded in rescuing the emperor, he would surely become a high-ranking official, and even the Jiang family would become the emperor's trusted confidants.
The wealth in his hands is enough to rival that of a country, or even exceeds the national treasury. Who can guarantee that the emperor will not be jealous?
With flowers blooming and oil boiling in the fire, if it goes on for a long time, it will inevitably arouse the emperor's fear.
Jiang Yuzhu is never vague when it comes to being flamboyant or keeping a low profile, and Sishui City is her retreat.
"I didn't have a long-term vision. I thought that owning hundreds of shops would be too complicated. I might as well take advantage of the opportunity and sell them while I'm ahead."
Chongyang touched his nose and felt very embarrassed.
Since the master is optimistic about the business in the north, he will stay in the north to help manage it.
Jiang Yuzhu thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Chongyang, classify the shops you have. Some of the inconspicuous small shops can be rented out in the future."
The first industry that Jiang Yuzhu got involved in was the medicine shop she cooperated with Yan Lin, which had great potential.
The second is the horses that Chongyang has been managing.
"Now that Sishui City has been incorporated into the Great Qi territory, roads must be built to connect it with the border towns."
In the past, there were few caravans in the north, not because the journey was long, but because they had no purpose.
The medicinal herbs, furs, jade, cattle and horses from Sishui City were sold to the south of the Yangtze River and were all sought after by wealthy families.
After the road is built, the number of caravans will increase and the border town will only become more prosperous.
"Traveling caravans and escort teams must stay in inns. Are there any inns connected to ours?"
If Jiang Yuzhu wanted to open an inn, she would open the largest inn in the border town and take a high-end approach.
The inn includes a restaurant, bathhouse, opera, teahouse, and accommodation, providing one-stop service.
"Especially in restaurants, we need chefs who can cook special dishes from different regions. Chongyang, you should start looking for them now."
Jiang Yuzhu gave a brief explanation and finally focused on the finished medicine.
Chongyang wrote something in the book, paused for a moment and said, "Madam, within the next two years, it is unlikely that the medicine shop will make any money."
"Yes, we have already earned a lot, so we should give some of it out."
This is what Jiang Yuzhu learned from her father Jiang Fulu, and she suddenly got it.
For so many years, Jiang Fulu has been firmly sitting in the position of Minister of Personnel. Doesn’t the emperor know that he has some lucrative business?
You must know, just turn a blind eye.
When the north was in trouble, Jiang Fulu was willing to return the bribes he had received to purchase military supplies for the camp in the north of the city. For the emperor, this was like providing timely assistance.
He clearly took money that he didn't deserve, but ended up becoming the emperor's confidant and taking advantage of him.
Many things require timing.
If the soldiers in the north had enough military supplies and the national treasury was full, would Jiang Fulu's handing over of 200,000 taels have achieved this effect?
The original intention of the patent medicine shop was to benefit the people and gain reputation by losing money.
Start from the north. Once you gain the trust of the people, branches will pop up like mushrooms after rain.
Three years later, it is time to harvest.
"We can make medicines to treat colds, dysentery, headaches, and other illnesses, and alleviate the suffering of the people. That's enough to make a profit, but we don't just sell pills. We also sell nourishing soups."
The profit from nourishing soups and medicines is huge.
The prescription was good, and he slowly began to earn money from wealthy families.
"I just don't understand. If Doctor Yan forms a partnership with you, and patent medicine shops pop up everywhere, it's very likely that Jishitang will be destroyed."
Yan Lin poached Jishidiang's employees and took away Jishidiang's business bit by bit.
After all, it is the property of our ancestors. I don’t know if they thought Yan Lin had a grudge against the Yan family.
"The Yan family has many descendants. Even though he is the young master, those shopkeepers are constantly making moves behind the scenes and are secretly disobeying Yan Lin."
The shopkeepers in various places are spies planted by the clan members, and it is extremely difficult to subdue them.
"Yan Lin saw through this very point. He believed that there was no construction without destruction. He first used Jishitang's channels to purchase medicinal materials, and finally sucked Jishitang dry to fatten up the medicine shop."
Jiang Yuzhu analyzed to Chongyang, "Once the patent medicine shop becomes the only one in the market, Yan Lin will have the final say, and everyone in the clan will have to act according to his wishes."
It has to be said that apart from being afraid of blood, Yan Lin is a ruthless person with scheming and skill.
In addition to his calculations, Yan Lin's kindness is even more precious.
On the last day of the second lunar month, Xie Zhao returned home covered in dust.
It had been a while since we last met. Xie Zhao had a blue stubble on his chin and looked tired.
"Yuzhu, leave for Beijing within three days."
In the capital, Queen Dowager Xuan controlled the government and had already massacred the court in blood.
Anyone who showed the slightest dissatisfaction with the Empress Dowager's administration would be in trouble. An imperial censor cursed the Empress Dowager and had his property confiscated and his entire family exterminated.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were lying in ambush around the capital, waiting for Xie Zhao's orders.
Calculating the time, it's time to go back.
Jiang Yuzhu handed Xie Zhao a handkerchief and frowned slightly, "So urgent?"
In recent days, Jiang Yuzhu's chest and lower abdomen have been feeling heavy and swollen, and she has been dozing off for seven or eight hours a day.
She had a vague feeling and was about to ask Yan Lin to take her pulse.
"Yuzhu, are you feeling unwell?"
Xie Zhao held his wife's hand, his eyes full of concern.
He has been in Sishui City for some time. Now that Sishui City has been stabilized, he has to go back and has no time to prepare for his wife.
"Originally it was planned for mid-March, but the situation in the capital became urgent."
Xie Zhao carefully explained to Jiang Yuzhu that he did not make the decision on his own.
At the door, the curtain moved slightly.
Hong Jin peeked in with two bowls of chicken noodle soup in his hands, specifically to check out the situation.
There were a few drops of oil floating on the delicious chicken soup. Jiang Yuzhu's stomach churned, her face turned pale, and she quickly covered her mouth and went to the bathroom.
"Master, quickly call Doctor Yan to take her pulse. Madam hasn't had her period in over two months!"
Hong Jin saw that her master was stunned and shouted hurriedly.
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