After giving away 50,000 taels of silver, Fu Xiaoguan, a small landlord in Linjiang, lost another 300,000 taels of silver. He was in a very bad mood.
He walked around the palace in a daze, and came to the office of the Ministry of Commerce.
He looked around and saw that everyone was busy, which was good as it left him with nothing to do.
Get off work and go home!
I have to finish the "Neo-Confucian Code" and send it to Mr. Qin Bingzhong while I still have free time.
When he left the palace, Su Jue was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his junior brother had skipped work again.
The two returned to the Fu Mansion. Fu Xiaoguan ran to the main house and had a close encounter with Yu Wenjun, only to find out that Dong Shulan had also gone to the palace with Susu.
"Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to visit your aunt? Shulan went with gifts and asked about the situation in the slums."
"Where's Xiaolou?"
"I took Su Rou to the Sitong Bank. Also, there are those two buildings Xiaolou mentioned. One is named Yufulou, and the other is Sitonglou. They've already arranged for many businesses to move in to these two buildings a while ago, and today is the day they're moving in... Do you want to go and show up?"
Fu Xiaoguan thought about it and shook his head, "Forget it, it's better to let Xiaolou handle it himself."
Yu Wenyun rolled his eyes at him. "I'm lazy, so what excuses are you looking for?"
Fu Xiaoguan started laughing, his hands becoming somewhat uncontrollable, making Yu Wenyun blush and gasp repeatedly. "The imperial physician said you can't do that. What if, what if something happens to the child? You get out now. Wait until Shulan and Xiaolou come back to take care of you!"
Fu Xiaoguan laughed out loud and his mood immediately improved a lot - my mother-in-law bullied me, so I will bully your daughter!
This debt has been recovered with 10% interest, and I will slowly collect it back from your daughter in the future.
He walked out happily, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, sat down in Taoranting again, and continued to write "The Code of Neo-Confucianism".
By noon, the "Code of Neo-Confucianism" was completed, and Dong Shulan and Yan Xiaolou returned almost at the same time.
Taoranting suddenly became lively.
"I asked the eldest princess, and she said that the royal family has no property in that slum. Those properties are owned by a small number of people in the slums. They are the natives of Jinling City."
"Oh..." Fu Xiaoguan thought for a moment, "Just put this matter aside for now. When Li Jindou's three sons come, I'll let them handle it."
"Do you really want to buy the property there?"
"We have to see what the price is. If it's too high, we'll just ignore it for now."
"What's the point?"
"Land. Every inch of land in Jinling City is extremely valuable. Right now, only that slum hasn't been redeveloped. Most of the people there have moved to Nanshan. I intend to encourage them to settle down there willingly. So, if I can buy that piece of land in the slum right now... I'll keep it for two or three years at most, and it'll skyrocket in value."
Dong Shulan understood as soon as she heard it. Yan Xiaolou thought about it and was still confused. Susu understood after a few breaths. She glared at Fu Xiaoguan, sat on the swing, and uttered two words: profiteer!
Dong Shulan laughed, looked at Fu Xiaoguan, and asked, "So you're developing Nanshan just for the slum area?"
"Not really. I also want to help them out of their immediate need. This is a win-win situation. In the future, when the Nanshan workshop is operating normally, they can work in the workshop, and we can also set up a medical clinic in Nanshan, so that their children can receive free education and medical care."
It was true to say so, but Dong Shulan understood that if they really bought that huge slum, and then after the Yu Dynasty's economy recovered or even grew, they could raze the entire slum and rebuild it. What a huge piece of fat meat that would be!
"Well...you'd better hurry up on this matter. The New Year is only twelve days away."
"Well," Fu Xiaoguan looked at Yan Xiaolou, "How are the openings of Yufulou and Sitonglou today?"
"Everything went very smoothly. This was all thanks to Sister Shulan who had already negotiated with many merchants. I just signed the lease agreements with them and collected the money."
Yan Xiaolou paused and asked, "Xiangnan, the owner of Jiu Mo Zhai, asked me if he could also raise funds from Sitong Bank in the form of shares, as he wants to open a new inkstone shop in Yinzhou, Guanxi Road?"
"What is Jiu Mo Zhai?"
"The best brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones in Shangjing come from Jiu Mo Zhai. Of course, their paper can't compare to the paper from Xishan, but their inkstones are extremely famous. Even the royal family uses his brushes, ink, and inkstones."
Fu Xiaoguan thought for a moment and said, "Let Manager Li handle this matter. Have him check each one according to our evaluation criteria. If the conditions are met, Old Ink Studio can naturally issue shares."
"Well, I'll go talk to Manager Li this afternoon."
It seems that this new thing is gradually being accepted by these businessmen. Fu Xiaoguan thought about it carefully and once the new pilot counties and prefectures are promulgated next year, I am afraid that many businessmen will be attracted by it.
I'm afraid that more and more people will want to issue stocks. It's easy to deal with merchants who come to the capital, but if merchants from other prefectures also need financing, we can't let them mess around locally. I have to go to court tomorrow. I've given His Majesty 300,000 taels of silver, and I have to ask His Majesty to issue an edict: stock issuance requires qualification certification, and now there is only one Sitong Money House in the Yu Dynasty. Those who violate the rules... will have all their assets seized and be exiled thousands of miles away!
It's not that Fu Xiaoguan wants to establish a monopoly. He is really afraid that someone will mess around and run away with the money, causing many investors to suffer heavy losses. At the very least, it will make people all over the world doubt stocks and the future stock market. At the most, if many people are deceived and they besiege the provincial government, it will not look good.
The snow fluttered down again.
Everyone went to Li Chenxuan to have lunch. Fu Xiaoguan was planning to take Su Jue to Qin Bingzhong's residence, but unexpectedly Li Zheng ran over happily again.
"Master, that woman came last night."
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned. What woman was that last night?
"Those four people who sent the money, wasn't there a woman among them?"
"Oh..." Fu Xiaoguan remembered the woman who had pointed at his nose. "What is she doing here?"
"He said he wanted to talk to you alone, young master."
"What are you talking about in the middle of the day? I don't have time. Go get rid of her."
"I obey your orders."
Li Zheng ran to the door, looked at the beautiful woman, and said, "My young master said, what are you talking about in the middle of the day? He is busy, please go back."
Bian Ronger was stunned. What were they talking about in the middle of the day... What does this mean... She took a deep breath. Does this mean they would be free to chat in the evening?
night!
Night is a word with many meanings.
She looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky. It was so cold, where could they chat at night?
She bit her lip and said to Li Zheng, "Then please tell Master Fu that I will come to talk to him tonight."
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