Chapter 368: Cutting the Leeks of the Rich

That afternoon, all the officials in the court received the immortal dew from Emperor Xuan.

But this scared many ministers so much that they almost had a heart attack.

Because except for important festivals, His Majesty rarely gave wine... Generally, the wine he gave was poison wine.

Except for General Chen, who was given a jar, other princes and ministers were only given a pot.

Many ministers who were guilty of their crimes were so scared that their diapers were wet on the spot when they heard that His Majesty gave a pot of wine.

They thought His Majesty was going to sentence them to death.

After finding out the reason, they tasted this nectar and were all amazed.

They pulled the eunuch who gave the wine and asked about the origin of the wine.

The eunuch who gave the wine told them that this immortal dew was discovered by Lord Ning, and then presented to His Majesty... His Majesty gave it to them, and the monarch and ministers enjoyed it together.

His Majesty and Lord Ning both said that the wine was good, so how could it be bad?

Moreover, they drank this wine themselves, and it was absolutely nectar.

Therefore, the princes and ministers who had drunk the fairy dew immediately ordered their servants to go to the fairy dew wine shop early tomorrow and wait. As long as it opened, they must buy more fairy dew.

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The next day, in the morning.

Amid the sound of firecrackers, ten fairy dew wine shops opened at the same time.

At the same time, a notice was hung at the door of each wine shop, saying that this wine requires more than ten kinds of grains and more than twenty processes to make it, and the output is very small.

Therefore, the daily limit is 100 jars.

In addition, a poem was hung at the door of each wine shop.

The title of the poem is "Forget Worry".

The signature below is Xiaoyao Hou.

The people came forward to ask the price, and learned that a jar of wine costs ten taels of silver. They could only sigh and couldn't afford it.

But there is no shortage of rich people in the capital.

Ten taels of silver is not much for rich people.

Those princes, ministers, and dignitaries sent here came with a mission.

One jar costs ten taels of silver, and buying ten or eight jars will only cost a hundred or ten taels of silver, which is not a big deal for the rich.

Besides, they won't buy it if it's not expensive.

What level are the common people, drinking the same wine as them? Wouldn't that not show their noble status?

Therefore, Ning Chen's main goal is to not cheat the poor, but to cut the leeks of the rich.

Those sent by dignitaries ask for ten or eight jars.

But the people in Xianlu Wine Shop told them that each person can only buy two jars at most.

This is also the rule set by Ning Chen.

Two jars cost twenty taels, which doesn't feel like much.

Buying ten jars is a hundred taels, which feels like a lot.

It's just like cigarettes, a pack of ten or twenty yuan seems like a small amount of money... but a pack a day, it will be thousands or tens of thousands a year.

Cutting leeks also requires methods and methods, you can't pull them out by the roots, you have to cut them one by one... a steady stream of water.

There are millions of people in the capital.

Even if the rich account for a very small part, it is still a huge number.

So, one thousand jars of wine were sold out very quickly.

The shopkeeper of Xianlu Wine Shop closed the door with a clang, leaving only one sentence...If you want it tomorrow, please come early.

Many people didn't buy it.

As a result, Xianlu wine became popular in just one day.

His Majesty said it was good after drinking it.

And Lord Ning wrote a poem himself.

Princes, ministers, dignitaries and nobles rushed to buy it, and most people didn't buy it.

The key is that the wine is good, pure and clear, sweet and mellow...The iron must be hard.

Excellent quality, plus the celebrity effect... I believe this wine will become more and more popular.

In the evening, Jin Qingsheng came to tell Ning Chen the good news.

Ning Chen calculated the cost of a jar of wine, plus the wages of workers, and other expenses, accounting for about 20%.

One thousand jars of wine a day is 10,000 taels of silver, and the net profit is 7,000 to 8,000 taels...about 200,000 taels a month.

Wine is a consumable, so there is no worry about selling it.

In the early stage, a lot of money was invested in acquiring wine shops and shops.

By this calculation, he can make back his investment in just three months.

Think about Ning Ziming, who was the Minister of Rites for his whole life, and only embezzled 200,000 taels until his death... He made more than that in a month.

"Jin Qingsheng, in three months, launch the 20-year cellar... Each store is limited to selling 50 jars."

"And so on, launch a cellar every three months."

"By the way, don't touch the 50-year cellar."

The 50-year cellar is prepared for the royal family.

In fact, the 50 years of shit are all brewed together.

Jin Qingsheng bowed his head and said respectfully: "Yes!"

After making the arrangements, Ning Chen waved his hand to signal him to go down first.

Then, Ning Chen took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to write and draw.

.......

The next morning, Ning Chen rode his beloved Diao Chan and came to the Ministry of War.

"Meet the Marquis!"

Ji Mingchen saw Ning Chen and bowed.

Ning Chen raised his hand, "Master Ji, no need to be polite!"

Ning Chen said, and approached Ji Mingchen to smell, "How much did you drink? You smell so much alcohol?"

Ji Mingchen raised his arm and smelled it, and there was indeed a smell of alcohol.

"My Lord, please don't blame me! Yesterday, I sent someone to buy two jars of fairy dew. I have never drunk such clear and mellow wine, and I couldn't help but drink a few more cups."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "Master Ji also knows about the fairy dew?"

Ji Mingchen said, "Your Majesty praised it, and the Marquis wrote a poem. Who in the court doesn't know about the fairy dew that is like nectar?"

Ning Chen was secretly happy in his heart.

"Master Ji, although the fairy dew is good, don't be greedy... Don't delay the business!"

Ji Mingchen nodded.

Immediately, the topic changed and asked, "My Lord, you came to see me at this time, is there anything?"

Ning Chen took out a few drawings from his arms and handed them to him.

Ji Mingchen flipped through it for a while and asked curiously, "Is this... a weapon?"

Because what Ning Chen drew was very strange, it looked like a stick, but with spikes.

He had never seen such a weapon before.

Ning Chen nodded slightly, it was actually rebar.

The threads of the rebar were sharpened, and as long as it hit a person, not only would the bones and tendons be broken, but the sharp threads could also scrape off a large piece of skin and flesh.

One end was sharpened, so it could be used for stabbing. As long as the enemy was stabbed, the wound left would be difficult to heal because the threads were twisted, just like a three-edged bayonet.

This thing is not difficult to make, but the quenching technology in this world is not good. Blacksmiths only know how to hammer and forge, and do not understand scientific methods.

To make hundred-refined steel, iron ore and charcoal must be stacked layer by layer in a furnace and slowly roasted at low temperature.

The carbon monoxide in the charcoal can reduce the iron oxide in the iron ore to iron...and then through a series of processes, it can be completed.

Ning Chen has written down the specific method.

This weapon can smash, pierce, and block... Its toughness far exceeds any other weapon in the world.

This is a weapon that Ning Chen researched himself, and it has not been tested yet, so he asked Ji Mingchen to have someone make one to try first?

After explaining, Ning Chen asked: "How is the thing I asked you to make before?"

In fact, it is a grenade.

This thing is much easier to make than a musket.

Ji Mingchen said: "It's all made, but I don't know how to assemble it yet, so I'm waiting for the Marquis to come."

"Come on, take me to see it!"

Ji Mingchen took Ning Chen to a separate room and asked someone to get the made things.

Ning Chen assembled several grenades in less than a quarter of an hour.

Ji Mingchen looked at the thing in Ning Chen's hand that looked like a mallet with curiosity, and couldn't help asking: "Marquis, how do you use this thing? Use it to smash people's heads? Then why not use stones?"

Ning Chen rolled his eyes, "Is there an open space? I'll show you."