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Chapter 171 The story that makes people hold grass

Everyone returned to the living room one after another.

"How, have you agreed?" Luo Deming and others sat down and asked slowly.

"That's right, Nephew Luo, you know that we are going to buy silk thread recently. There is really no money to live, so we are all going to invest 100 guan." Everyone looked at each other, and after some humility, someone finally stood up and spoke, but he was embarrassed to say that he invested ten guan and eight guan, and it directly increased ten times, and said a hundred guan, and was about to let the money go was wasted.

Radming did not agree, but stood up with a smile, looked at the other people who didn't speak, and asked, "What about you? That's the same thing?"

"Haha." The others smiled and didn't speak, and nodded without laughing.

"Missary sees off the guests." Rodming took his teacup and drank the water in one go, waved his hand and shouted.

Luo Deming didn't spoil them and just spoke up to drive people away.

...

"Hmph!" Everyone who was sent out waved their sleeves at the door with disdain and spat lightly.

"Who cares about your shares so much! Bah!"

"Everyone go to the teahouse to have a seat." Wei Ruizhi knew that this was the best time to win people's hearts. After all, September every year is the day to elect the president of the cloth industry, so he quickly spoke out and invited.

"Thank you, Brother Wei."

"Go with everyone."

"Go together..."

...

"Fatty, you have a lot of things to do. Why do you ask so many people to come? Wasting our time." Xia Haibo cursed him angrily.

"Tsk, who knows that these people are so weak, so brothers understand." Luo Deming praised the second generation ancestors, "By the way, Mr. Feng, are you interested in investing in the shares?" Luo Deming asked the veteran General Feng Chengzaifeng, who was as steady as Mount Tai, sitting next to him.

"Why is it not welcome?" Feng Chengzai glanced at Luo Deming. The last time he killed the bandit, Fatty Luo, had cheated his family. This time, Feng Chengzai had thought about it and no matter what, he had to jump into the pit to establish contact with them.

"No, no, then dare, Mr. Feng still has a vision..."

"Ahem," Xiang Yixin's voice sounded in the hall.

Let these people who are preparing to brag about business and wake up, "Princess..."

"Tell me, why are you asking me to prepare?" Xiang Yixin asked.

"I'll ask you to make a fortune." Luo Deming smiled as if he wanted to make a contribution.

"Don't smile when talking about serious matters." Xiang Yixin cursed angrily.

"Is it really asking you to make a fortune? Didn't you say that before? Mr. is going to set up a business to let everyone invest in it." Luo Deming said as if he was not joking.

"Me?" Xiang Yixin was a little confused and then smiled and said, "Forget it, don't compete with the people for profit."

Cao Yan, who had been drinking tea all the time, was a little bored, was stunned when he heard this, then reached out and put his hand on Xiang Yixin's forehead, muttering: "Don't have a fever!"

Cao Yan's action also made everyone present stay on the spot, including Xiang Yixin himself.

"master……"

"Brother Cao..."

"gentlemen……"

Cao Yan realized that he had just heard this and had made a ruthless move.

"Prince, please forgive me, the master's misconduct."

"Prince, please be kind..."

Xiang Yi's face turned slightly red, and she waved her hand to stop their plea, "Brother Cao, why do you say that?"

Cao Yan first smiled awkwardly, and then said, "I don't know if it was the idiot who taught you these things. Do you think the person sitting here can be called a civilian?"

Xiang Yixin looked around and said, "You should all count, subjects and subjects, aren't you talking about right?"

"Haha," Cao Yan smiled and asked, "Then do you know the consequences of not competing for profit with us?"

Xiang Yixin knew that it was Cao Yan who wanted to teach her some knowledge, so she stood up and bowed to Cao Yan, "I hope to hear it carefully."

Cao Yan quickly stood up, sideways away from Xiang Yixin's salute, then looked at the others, and smiled and said, "It's just a little story, don't take it seriously."

"Sir, just say it."

"Then I'll tell you, the story happened to the last emperor of a country. At that time, the country was in chaos, with strong enemies outside, and famines everywhere inside. The emperor of that country was also taught to not compete for profit with the people, so he was relatively poor. It is said that his dragon robe was patched. Seeing that the bandits had already reached the capital, but there was no penny of military pay. You think he was wearing patched clothes, and there was still money. There was no way, so the emperor had to ask the ministers to donate, but order them down. Guess what?" Cao Yan said, paused, picked up the teacup on the table and drank water.

Xiang Yixin frowned and looked up at everyone present, obviously taking him to the role.

Discovering Xiang Yixin's gaze as he looked at him, Xia Haibo spoke first, "Princess, don't worry, as long as you speak, my family will definitely donate as much as you donate."

“So too…”

Xiang Yixin nodded with satisfaction.

"Please continue with Brother Cao."

"The ministers in the hall were crying poor. In the end, the prime minister took the lead in taking out five hundred taels of silver while crying. All the other officials were, one hundred taels or dozens of taels. There was no way. The emperor could only go to the relatives and asked his father-in-law to take the lead and donate a hundred thousand taels, because he knew that they all had money, and the poorest was himself."

"And this father-in-law is also a strange thing. When he saw the emperor, he was even more poor than the emperor. He said that he was much poorer than the emperor, so poor that he ate moldy rice himself."

"Of course, this can't deceive the emperor. After the emperor got angry, he issued a death order to donate at least 20,000 yuan. There was no way, so the father-in-law had to go to the queen to complain. When the queen saw that her father was crying, she had no choice but to sell her jewelry and raise 5,000 taels for him. Guess what the father-in-law did?" Cao Yan asked.

"Brother Cao, don't be so encouraging, please continue." Everyone was interested and urged quickly.

Cao Yan shook his head with a wry smile, "Will you not be able to touch your brain?" Although he cursed like this, he continued: "The father-in-law has confiscated two thousand taels of silver and donated three thousand taels."

"Hold the grass, there are such people in this world who are worse than beasts?" Someone couldn't help but curse.

"Don't interrupt, let the sir continue to say, what about sir?" Xia Haibo asked.

"It was simple later. The rebels captured the capital and ransacked Kyoto. Guess how much did it cost?"

"How many?"

"Guess it yourself!" Cao Yan didn't plan to say it so easily. He ignored everyone's request and started drinking tea on his own.

Seeing that Cao Yan didn't let go, everyone started guessing.

"It should be around 10 million taels. After all, the gentleman said that the emperor was so miserable, and there were famines in the country, and there were strong enemies abroad."

"That won't be that small. After all, the capital of a country is in the capital, and the gentleman said that they have money, so it should be at least 150,000 taels."

The rest of the people also spoke, but they were all about 10 million taels.

Xiang Yixin also guessed one of 15 million taels.

Of course, after they all said the numbers they thought of, they turned their heads and asked Cao Yan: "Sir, we have guessed it, let's tell us the answer? That's right."

Cao Yan sneered and said, "Seventy million taels, the father-in-law robbed 700,000 taels, haha."

It was these people's selfishness that made the dynasty that made the emperor guard the country and the king die in the country cut off the last glimmer of hope, and made the Chinese civilization retreat, thus opening up the humiliation of more than a hundred years later.

"Hiss! Isn't it really worth it? More than 100 million yuan, even if you take out one tenth, it's enough to fight a small battle to destroy the country. These people don't know what they think?"

"Master, are you saying true?" Luo Deming asked hurriedly.

"If you think it is true, that is true. If you think it is false, that is false." Cao Yan did not argue. After answering Luo Deming's words, he looked at Xiang Yixin and asked, "Do you understand something?"

"A lot." Xiang Yixin was a little shocked, she was savoring it carefully.

"Okay, now tell me, are you still competing for profit with the people?"

Xiang Yixin hesitated a little, and then asked again for a while: "Is this not what the benevolent king did?"

"Haha," Cao Yan smiled and said, "I'll ask you a question. If you kill all the ministers, grab all the money, and send them to all the people in the world, do you think others will call you a tyrant or a benevolent monarch?" This is a paradox, a question that cannot be answered.

Xiang Yixin was completely confused by Cao Yan's problem.

She really couldn't think of this answer. If it was a tyrant, the money would be given to the people, and if it was a benevolent king, she would kill all the ministers.

Xiang Yixin whispered in a low voice, and small beads of sweat kept popping out of her forehead, and she kept wandering between Renjun and Tyrant in her heart, "What exactly is it? How to do it?"

But she thought about it for a long time but had no answer, so she looked at Cao Yan helplessly, and asked with a sad expression: "What should I do, sir?"

Cao Yan chuckled and shook his head, "Simple, just make money by yourself, wouldn't it be enough to distribute it to the people?"

These words woke her up like a thunderbolt in the sky. Yes, why didn’t I expect this? I have money, so I still have to look at others’ eyes? I beg others like the emperor in the story just now?

"There is an old saying, I wonder if you have heard it?" Cao Yan asked again when Xiang Yixin's expression returned to normal.

"Please give me advice."

"I have food in my hands, I feel unhappy, I have money in my pocket, and my waist is straight..."
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