The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1491 Good Stuff, This Is Good Stuff

"The woman is the daughter of the Zhang family, the richest businessman in Wannian County." The old village chief told Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen, the richest businessman in Wannian County, Zhang Jia, has never heard of him.

But since it can be called the number one in Wannian County, it must be pretty good.

Xiao Lu's family was originally ordinary people. Although the village had developed very well recently, the daughter of the richest businessman in Wannian County was with him, so Xiao Lu was considered to be on a high level.

"What do you need from me?" Zhao Chen asked.

Since the old village chief told him this, there must be something he needs help with.

"Hey, it's actually not a big deal. This Xiao Lu wants to invite you to his wedding, but he doesn't think he can do it."

"So I asked you to ask for help. Brother Zhao, if you are free, come to the village for a meal on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month." The old village chief explained to Zhao Chen.

The emperor understood what he was saying.

In fact, it was Xiao Lu who had a good relationship with Zhao Chen at the beginning. He was going to marry the daughter of the richest businessman in Wannian County.

She wanted to invite Zhao Chen to her wedding, but was worried that she had not been in contact with Zhao Chen for a long time.

He was worried that Zhao Chen had forgotten him or was not willing to attend his wedding at all.

In order to avoid being rejected, the old village chief was asked to come forward to help.

"Xiao Lu's marriage is a big event. Fortunately, the village chief told me, otherwise I would have really missed it."

"Can the village chief please tell Xiao Lu that I will definitely arrive on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month?" Zhao Chen said to the old village chief.

Seeing Zhao Chen agree to come down, the old village chief also had a smile on his face.

He nodded secretly in his heart, secretly thinking that he had indeed read Zhao Chen correctly.

"Okay, that's enough. It's time to go see the cotton." The emperor had been eager to see the cotton.

Now that the meal is done and the conversation is over, it’s time to set off.

The three of them went out, and the people at the door greeted Zhao Chen one after another.

Although Zhao Chen is not afraid of society,

But I still feel a bit overwhelmed when facing such enthusiastic villagers.

"Everyone, please go back. I will take Brother Zhao to the warehouse to take a look." The old village chief said to the people behind him.

The village chief's words are indeed effective.

Although everyone was reluctant to leave, they still listened to the village chief and returned to their homes.

"And when were you scared, Mr. Chen?" The emperor looked at Zhao Chen with a hint of joking on his face.

This was the first time he saw Zhao Chen looking like this.

There was also a sense of ridicule at the moment.

"What? Have you already got the cotton, or what?" Zhao Chen glanced at the emperor.

After being threatened like this by Zhao Chen, the emperor suddenly lost his temper.

Isn’t it that the cotton hasn’t arrived yet?

If I say anything else, I will definitely not want this cotton anymore.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore." The emperor quickly waved his hand.

Although he didn't apologize, he still gave in.

The old village chief walked in front and led the way. Hearing the conversation between the two people behind him, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

The person behind him is His Majesty the Emperor. How dare Brother Zhao follow the Emperor?

And the key is that His Majesty the Emperor actually surrendered.

The old village chief couldn't believe his ears.

I couldn't help but feel a little trembling in my heart.

The warehouse was independently developed and occupies a large area. It stores various crops in the village.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, Brother Zhao, this warehouse is full of cotton, about one hundred thousand kilograms."

"Brother Zhao asked us to plant it years ago. I was worried that not enough was planted, so I took over several nearby villages to plant this cotton." The old village chief and the two explained.

One hundred thousand pounds of cotton sounds like

It's a lot, but actually it's not enough.

You must know that a quilt used for winter requires more than ten kilograms of cotton.

One hundred thousand kilograms, even if it's made into quilts, it won't cost more than 10,000 quilts.

This is far from enough for the entire Tang Dynasty.

But the emperor had no idea about one hundred thousand kilograms of cotton.

So at this moment, his face was full of surprise.

The emperor was thinking that one hundred thousand kilograms of cotton would definitely be able to meet the needs of a large part of the people.

"The village chief's 100,000 kilograms of cotton is far from enough. The village should grow more in the coming year." Zhao Chen said to the village chief.

"One hundred thousand kilograms of cotton is not enough, so how much is enough?" The emperor was a little surprised.

"Based on the calculation of ten pounds per quilt, you can calculate how much is needed for the entire Tang Dynasty."

"This is just a quilt, as well as cotton clothes, pants and gloves. These all need cotton." Zhao Chen looked at the emperor, waiting for his next words.

The emperor didn't even have time to react.

"Since the quantity is not enough, then plant more." The emperor continued casually.

"Planting cotton is a big project, and if this cotton is put on the market, it will definitely be snapped up in large quantities. Then the money will be..." Morning fell down mid-sentence and stopped talking.

The emperor still couldn't understand what Zhao Chen meant.

Don't you just want to take advantage of yourself?

I just don't know how many benefits this guy wants.

"What do you want to do?" The emperor turned back to Zhao Chen and asked while squeezing the snow-white cotton in front of him with his hands.

The cotton is really warm in your hands.

The emperor even couldn't wait to use this cotton to make a quilt.

Then enjoy it.

"How about a 50-50 split? I'll provide you with as many cotton seeds as you need, but you'll have to pay for the planting costs everywhere."

The emperor felt that this method was very unfair.

Although seeds are valuable, they are only for the moment.

By then, too much cotton has been planted, and next year’s seeds will be worthless.

It's really too much for Zhao Chen to want to split it 50% with him just based on these seeds.

But the emperor didn't care.

What is your relationship with Zhao Chen?

His money is not his own money.

I actually swept out so much money before, but I still haven't paid it back.

It's 50-50, so it's a good idea to sell Zhao Chen. If you don't have money in the future, just ask Zhao Chen.

"If this matter is brought up in the court, the officials probably won't agree, but I will try my best." The emperor said to Zhao Chen.

Even if the emperor is sure that the courtiers will agree to this agreement.

He won't make a promise with Zhao Chen now.

At least he wanted Zhao Chen to feel that he had worked hard on this matter.

It will be easier to find Zhao Chen to do things in the future.

Zhao Chen didn't speak. How could he not see through the emperor's little thoughts?

Although it is said that he is 50/50 with the emperor, Zhao Chen is actually not very interested in money now.

He just hoped that the emperor would bother him less in the future.

"Village Chief, I taught you how to play cotton last time, are you good at it?" Zhao Chen looked at the old village chief beside him.

This cotton needs to be stretched.

Otherwise, covering your body will not keep you warm at all.

"Let's talk. The village has sent people to do this."

"By the way, Brother Zhao, these are two quilts that have been played in the village. If they look suitable, you can take them back and use them." The old village chief and Zhao Chen just had two red quilts stacked in the warehouse in front of them.

Before Zhao Chen could speak, he saw the emperor walking in front of the quilt.

"Good stuff, this is good stuff!" The emperor held the quilt with one hand, his face full of joy.

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