After the New Year is lively, it is time to go to pay New Year's greetings again. The town's New Year's greetings were assigned to An Yong, and the county town naturally returned to Jiang'anyi.

The small doors in the back house of the county government office were crowded with people. County Magistrate Chen accepted the gift and took the time to see Jiang Anyi. After making a few remarks, Jiang Anyi said goodbye. The same is true for Yu's mansion. Jiang Anyi did not see Yu Zhiren. Yu Qingliang, the eldest son of the Yu family, met with his father. After the two met, they were speechless. Jiang Anyi stood up to say goodbye.

It was almost noon, of course I went to the Guo family to pay New Year's greetings. The gifts for New Year's greetings cannot be treated like last time. Fortunately, there was a whole set of gifts sold in the shop, so I picked up the expensive one and bought one and carried them to the Guo family.

Fatty Guo took the gift and handed it to the servant beside him, complaining: "What's the use of this money? The things in Shunyifang are expensive and unrealistic, just a false air. You might as well buy some braised pig trotters and beef tendons, and your brother will be fine. I haven't seen you for half a year. Xiao Jiang has grown up and will compete with your brother. You'll almost catch up with me."

Listening to Guo Huaili's gurgling nagging, Jiang Anyi felt very relaxed. This is to visit relatives and friends without having to wear a mask.

"My father and two brothers went out to pay New Year's greetings, and I was the only one at home. In my father's words, who made me a scholar? The scene was so constrained." Guo Huaili swayed and showed off with smugness.

"By the way, is my godmother okay? Is Yongzi still practicing martial arts? Is Yan'er good? Tell me that I will go to pay New Year's greetings in two days." Guo Huaili didn't stop talking and muttered all the way. Some time ago, he recognized Jiang Huang as his godmother, and the relationship between the two families became closer and closer.

When Jiang Anyi saw that Guo Huaili was leading him into the main hall, he seemed to be in a good mood. Jiang Anyi stopped him and said, "In the past, the first thing he did when he arrived at your house was to arrange meals, how did he change his temperament? I left all morning and was almost starving to death. Brother Guo, why don't we talk while eating."

Guo Huaili laughed and patted his belly and said, "This is my taste. Let's go to our yard. Just now, Boss Xu from Baizhen Building came to pay New Year's greetings and sent you a rare item. I haven't eaten it a few times."

The celadon plate contains a piece of white jade square the size of a palm, with green green onions sprinkled on it, which contrasts with green and white green, which is really pleasant to the eye.

"This is something that gods eat, and they can't buy it even if they have money." Guo Huaili picked up a piece and put it in Jiang Anyi's plate. He also picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. He squinted his eyes and tasted it very intoxicated.

As white as jade, it is smooth and refreshing, and melts when you enter the mouth. When you taste it carefully, there is a smell of beans. A thought flashed through Jiang Anyi's mind, this should not be the "tofu" that monsters often eat. After picking up another piece, the more you eat it, the more you feel, and you can't help asking, "This thing is not tofu, right?"

"What bean?" Guo Huaili didn't hear it clearly and replied, "This is called a white jade. Only the immortal chief of Sanqing Temple can do it. Boss Xu is a great believer in Sanqing Temple. During the Chinese New Year, the Taoist temple gave him twenty yuan. My father had a good relationship with him, so he gave me another six yuan. According to the old Taoist of Sanqing Temple, eating this thing can prolong life and become an immortal. Even if you have money, you can't buy it."

"Isn't it just made of beans? What's so strange?" Jiang Anyi was a little puzzled, and then grabbed another piece and threw it into his mouth. This thing was as white as snow, and it tasted really good. The toothless old man could eat it.

"Made from Douzi? How do you know? You won't know how to do it?" After asking for three consecutive questions, Guo Huaili's narrow eyes widened and he stared at Jiang Anyi and said, "The old Taoist of the Sanqing Temple said that he wanted to enlighten the immortal pills. Do you know how to make pills?"

Guo Huaili threw away the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes shone, staring at Jiang Anyi like a hungry wolf, waiting for him to answer.

Jiang Anyi didn't care when he said that. Seeing that Fatty Guo had such a big reaction, he realized that this was a big business. The last time the bamboo fan thrust said it was from an ancient book, but this time it seemed not possible. After thinking about it, Jiang Anyi had an idea and smiled and said, "I encountered rain on the way home. I happened to see a small Taoist temple. I remembered that I went to Laojun Temple with you to make a wish and had not yet fulfilled my wish, so I added a little bit of spice and oil to the Taoist temple. The old Taoist in the temple made this thing for me to eat. I thought it tasted good, so I asked the prescription, so I knew it was made of beans."

Guo Huaili stomped his feet and said with a sad face: "I always feel that there is something big that I forgot to fulfill my wish. I will go to the Sanqing Temple tomorrow. No, go to Laojun Temple to fulfill my wish."

"Xiao Jiang, An Yi, Xiao Yier, brother." The continuous stinging names made people creepy. Jiang Anyi blocked Guo Huaili's fat face getting closer and closer, and said angrily: "I understand, I'll tell you the prescription: soybean soybeans..."

"Wait." Guo Huaili jumped up, looked around at the door, closed the door, approached Jiang Anyi, and whispered: "Do not pass on the Dharma, please speak softly, don't be heard."

After blinking his eyes and reciting silently several times, Guo Huaili was sure that he was right, and then he raised his glass with a smile and said, "Xiao Jiang, when he entered the door, he said that the gift you gave was not true. Brother said it was wrong. Your gift was heavy and real. Come on, do one."

Then Guo Huaili began to ask for details. Jiang An was unconscious and simply brought out the image of the old Taoist priest Chong Yun from Changchun Temple. Taoist Chong Yun had a long hair and a young face. His long long eyebrows were very consistent with the standards of a god. Guo Huaili sighed, why is Xiao Jiang's character so good? He can even hide from the rain and make a god's place.

After almost the meal, Jiang Anyi saw that Guo Huaili twisted around and seemed to have sores on his butt, and said with a smile: "Brother Guo, if you have something to do, I'll go to your study and find two books and go back."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." Guo Huaili stood up, and hurriedly left without hesitation.

The next day, at midnight, Jiang Anyi taught Yan'er to recognize words in the house, and An Yong practiced boxing in the yard. Jiang Anyong practiced the boxing technique he had just learned from his brother very seriously.

"Brother Guo is here, who is this?" Jiang Anyong greeted him from the courtyard. Guo Huaili often came and went to Jiang's family, without any need to inform him.

"Yongzi is practicing qigong. Is your brother here? Oh, this is my father."

Manager Guo came, and Jiang Anyi hurriedly came out. Sure enough, Manager Guo was standing in the yard and looking around with a smile. Guo Huaili was holding a gift box in his hand and carrying a bag on his shoulder, chatting with An Yong casually.

Inviting the Guo family and his son to come into the house to sit down. Jiang Huang came out and said a few words. He knew that the Guo family and his son had something to say to his son, so he took Yan'er away.

When Guo Huaili saw his godmother leaving, he jumped up with a gaze and said, "Xiao Jiang, according to your method, you will make a white jade. Grandma's Taoist priest from Sanqingguan is really damn. He is so pissed with gods to turn them into pills. He can't buy one or two silver dollars. It only costs a few cents. This morning, brother, I will eat white jade as a meal."

Seeing that his son was so happy that he lost his appearance, Manager Guo coughed lightly and said, "Li'er, you are a scholar, be careful to be more gentle."

"Shen Wen can't be used as food, but as money." Guo Huaili muttered and sat back on the chair. Jiang Anyi laughed secretly. His fucking brother was such a pistachio.

Guo Haiqing solved the burden of opening the coffee table, and the golden color was dazzling, and there was actually gold inside.

"This is fifty taels of gold, which is the principal of the Guo family's investment in Subai Bi. The Jiang family uses technology to enjoy 50% of the dividends."

Fifty taels of gold are equivalent to one thousand taels of silver. Jiang Anyi was stunned. This money was enough for his family to spend several lifetimes.

Seeing Jiang Anyi's expression, Guo Haiqing proudly stretched out his hand to stroke his beard. Nothing made him feel more comfortable than being suppressed by gold and silver. At this moment, he forgot that he was a businessman with a low status.

"Nephew, this business of Subai Bi is profitable and makes more money than folding fans. In recent years, countless people have failed to imitate Subai Bi. This business can truly be called a daily profit. Speaking of which, the investment of fifty taels of shares will take advantage of you, but the Guo family cannot afford more money for the time being, so they can only make up for it later."

Jiang Anyi calmed down and thought of the luxury of Zhuyunju. The fifty taels of gold were really not a big scene. It was a huge sum of money for him and a huge sum of money for the Guo family. However, it was just a drop in the bull for the powerful family. He wanted his mother to live in a residence like Zhuyunju, so that Yan'er would dress like Lin Wumei. Is there still a long way to go?

Guo Haiqing continued: "You don't have to worry about renting a shop, but the Jiang family needs two people in charge. According to the practice of folding fans, what do you think, nephew?"

"All do as my uncle said."

Jiang Anyi pondered for a moment and said, "However, the profit of this Subaibi business is too great, and I'm afraid that our two companies will not be able to control it."

"No," Guo Haiqing applauded: "It is rare that my nephew will not be blinded by the dividends. I came today mainly for this."

"All famous industries have deep backgrounds. Take the four famous wines for example. Mingyuexiang is said to be the family of the Empress. Biluochun has shares of the King of Anyang. Qiongzhou Yejiufang is under the jurisdiction of Zhennan Daying. The secret shares of the General Zhennan is indispensable. Huang Suzui's boss is unknown, but all those who are trying to seize Huang Suzui's boss are ruined and ended in a disgrace. From this we can see that Huang Suzui's boss is mysterious and powerful."

Speaking of these business giants, Guo Haiqing looked envious and said jokingly: "My Guo family has been in business for four generations. It is only a big deal in Xinqi County. However, compared with the real wealthy business, it is just a small fish and shrimp. Take the folding fan business as an example. It has an annual profit of nearly 10,000 yuan, which is considered a huge profit in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of those rich merchants, it is just a expense for a banquet, and I disdain it."

After Jiang Anyi saw the Lin family's villa, he believed Guo Haiqing's words without doubt. A set of tables and chairs cost hundreds of taels of silver. If a banquet was not spent tens of thousands of taels, it seemed that he could not make any move in the eyes of these powerful families.

"The white jade is different. It is cheap and has a very high price. It is almost a bean that can be exchanged for equal-sized gold. If we two families act rashly, let alone save money, even the bones will be swallowed."

Guo Huaiping couldn't help but shudder. This morning he ate three bowls of crispy white jade, which was worth ten taels of gold. He ate two hundred taels of silver for a breakfast. I can be worthy of you.

Jiang Anyi frowned and asked, "Does uncle have an idea?"

"I heard that you are a student of Lord Yu..."

When you hear the strings and songs, you will know the meaning of elegance, and Jiang Anyi understands it.

On the morning of the tenth day of the lunar month, Guo Haiqing, a wealthy businessman in Xinqi County, and his son and Jiang Anyi, a scholar in Pingshan Town, came to Yu's mansion to visit. Two hours later, Yu Zhiren, the head of the Yu mansion, took his son and nephew to see him off to the gate, and everyone chatted and laughed and parted.

A letter was sent to Yu's Mansion, the Minister of Personnel, through the post station, through 600 miles. The letter mainly talked about Yu, Guo and Jiang's three families working together to operate the Sauce White Bi. Yu's Mansion invested 50 taels of gold to invest, and the profits of the three families were evenly divided...
Chapter completed!