Who would have thought that an ordinary little village could simultaneously nurture two talents, "Sleeping Dragon" and "Young Phoenix"...
Although neither of them had much formal education, this incident clearly demonstrates their potential in business.
This potential is in no way inferior to that of some big businessmen.
Sun Jian felt much more at ease handing over the business to them in the future.
Currently, Sun Jian's workshop only produces two things: fine salt and Forget-Worry Valley.
The people who work in the workshop almost work in three shifts every day.
Old Jiang and Old Cao's motto is: people can rest, but the assembly line can't stop.
"Sir, can you guess how much refined salt and how much Forget-Worry Valley we can produce every day, and how much silver we can earn in net profit every day?"
At this moment, Lao Jiang deliberately posed a question to Sun Jian.
This topic not only amused Sun Jian, but also piqued the curiosity of the three women.
They knew that their husband's small workshop was extremely profitable, but ever since Gu Hu brought his army into the Sun residence, the three women rarely went to the backyard. After all, they were all men, and it was sometimes inappropriate for them to go there.
In addition, since their husbands trusted Lao Jiang and Lao Cao very much, they didn't need to be too wary or worried about this matter.
After surveying the workshop, Sun Jian had already guessed the general situation.
Previously, the four workshops could produce about 200 catties of refined salt and 100 catties of Forget-Worry Valley every day.
One jin of finely processed food yields a net profit of one tael of silver after deducting all costs. Two hundred jin would yield 200 taels of silver per day.
One pound of Forget-Worry Valley can earn ten taels of silver after deducting costs; 100 pounds would earn 1,000 taels of silver per day.
The two combined yield a net profit of 1200 taels per day.
The workshop has now expanded to more than four times its original size, let's just say four times.
One thousand two hundred taels quadrupled to four thousand eight hundred taels.
Putting aside all the miscellaneous taxes, Sun Jian believed he could earn a net income of at least four thousand taels of silver every day.
The substantial commercial taxes, land taxes, and population taxes, while representing a high percentage, are all subject to the rule that business owners can account for all hidden expenses in their ledgers.
In fact, merchants knew how to avoid taxes long ago.
Therefore, Sun Jian believed that paying 800 taels of silver in taxes every month was not a small amount, and that the old Jiang and the old Cao would definitely find a way to avoid unnecessary taxes.
Four thousand taels of silver! In one day!
Holy crap!
Thinking of this, even with Sun Jian's composure, his breathing became rapid and he was dumbfounded.
Sun Jian looked at Cao Cao and Jiang Ziya with disbelief, only to see that the two men had lewd smiles on their faces.
"Sir, please feel free to guess!"
"Guess as much as you want!"
"Yes, sir, Old Cao is right. Keep guessing! See how many times you can guess correctly!"
Sun Jian smiled slightly and raised his eyelids: "I estimate that I can earn about four thousand taels of silver a day?"
How much...how much?
Four...four thousand taels? Every day?
hiss!
Everyone in the audience gasped.
Chu Qingcheng, Gu Zijian, and Zhou Wan'er, in particular, gaped in shock. When they heard Sun Jian's guess of the number, even the three of them stiffened for a moment.
Oh my god!
If what her husband said is true, their daily net income could reach four thousand taels of silver.
This is absolutely terrifying!
It's completely beyond words.
Little did they know, the shock didn't even begin before they came into contact.
When Sun Jian mentioned four thousand taels of silver, both Old Jiang and Old Cao shook their heads with servile smiles.
"Sir, that's too low. Guess higher."
ah?
Should we guess even higher?
Even Sun Jian himself was dumbfounded.
Is my family's little workshop really that valuable?
That's a bit of an exaggeration...
"So...four thousand five hundred taels per...day?"
Sun Jian's speech became somewhat hesitant at this moment.
He had been guessing the highest possible figure of four thousand taels, but it turned out to be lower...
"Hehe, sir, you are truly a brilliant strategist! That's about right!"
Old Jiang chuckled and gave the answer directly.
The daily net income is around 4,800 taels!
"Holy crap!"
This time, Sun Jian couldn't help but swear.
He even suspected that Lao Jiang and Lao Cao might be evading taxes...
An income of nearly five thousand taels of silver? That's absolutely insane! The word "exaggerated" doesn't even begin to describe it!
Perhaps sensing the doubt in Sun Jian's eyes, Old Cao quickly explained, "Sir, please rest assured, we pay taxes in a completely legal and compliant manner, and there are absolutely no problems with our bank statements or private accounts!"
"Okay, that's good..."
Sun Jian nodded, but a moment later, he cast a questioning look at him again.
He still couldn't quite believe that his shabby little workshop could generate such a large profit every day.
Now is a time of famine, with people starving everywhere and living in misery!
Where did Sun Jian get so much money to earn?
Is there really that much money to be made in Kyoto?
Even if taxes were evaded, everything was legal and compliant.
But this is just too absurd.
At this moment, not only Sun Jian was questioning them, but even Gu Zijian, Chu Qingcheng, and Zhou Wan'er began to cast questioning glances their way.
To conquer a whole country, a total of four states!
Despite Emperor Ganwu's various wise and people-benefiting policies, the national treasury's revenue for the entire year was less than 20 million taels of silver. Even if we calculate it based on 20 million taels!
Sun Jian's small workshop earns 4,800 taels a day.
Over the course of a year, it amounted to nearly 1.8 million taels of silver.
That's almost 10% of the national treasury's revenue!
What's most frightening isn't even that. The money in the national treasury is revenue but not expenditure, while Sun Jian's money is pure revenue!
Zhou Wan'er's eyes widened in disbelief.
Perhaps he was unaware of the situation in Daqian, but how could she, as a princess, not know about the situation in Dazhou?
The annual treasury revenue of the Zhou Dynasty was only nine million taels.
Sun Jian's annual income was 1.8 million taels of silver...
If things continue like this, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Sun Jian alone is richer than a country!
"this……"
"Sir, at first I didn't believe it either. We all went through hard times with you, but... but it just turned out like this!"
Old Jiang and Old Cao looked embarrassed.
Looking into their eyes, Sun Jian knew that the two men were not lying, but the amount of money was indeed a bit too outrageous.
"I have a few questions for you."
"You've been operating this workshop for so long, haven't you raised the price of your raw materials?"
"without!"
Old Cao and Old Jiang shook their heads together.
Old Jiang added from the side, "Fine salt and Forget-Worry Valley. Forget-Worry Valley is a type of liquor. The raw materials are either low-alcohol liquor available on the market or brewed by ourselves. The price increase of this doesn't affect it."
Between the two, only the price of the raw materials for refined salt has increased once.
But later, Lao Jiang disliked that the merchant's arbitrary price increases and decisively stopped buying goods from him. He switched to several other suppliers and has maintained the original price ever since.
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