Song Beiyun

"Is it really selling steamed buns? How many steamed buns do you need to sell for 300 million yuan?" Xu Li's face collapsed: "Don't lie to me."

"Look how dead you are."

Song Beiyun turned down the flame in the hearth, and changed it to a low fire to cook the soup slowly. Here, he began to fillet the fish and carefully shaved off the fine spines. This process was gentle and careful.

"Your family's main business is logistics and transportation, right? The tea and porcelain from Fuliang come from your mouth, right?"

"Well, what are your plans?"

In fact, Song Beiyun's idea was very simple. He sent someone to call Xu Li back yesterday. He didn't expect that there would be so many variables today, and he just wanted Xu Li to come back.

The previous plan, of course, was to build a community for the victims of the disaster, and resettle as many people as possible. If the money is not enough, the first wave of resettlement will be given priority. If there are no accidents this year, it will be a disaster year. Not to grow food anymore, and now that he has so much money on hand, Song Beiyun will simply use his tricks.

"Probably three to four new districts will be established around Luzhou Prefecture."

Upon hearing this thought, Xu Li's eyes lit up immediately: "New district?"

"Yes, it is roughly the handicraft industry area, industrial area, trade area, and agricultural area. A large amount of goods will be handled between the four areas. Jiangxi is a place rich in products, but most of the rugged mountain roads can only rely on waterways for trade, which is very inconvenient. But If there is a transfer station here, think about how many business opportunities there are? Raw materials flow down the river from Jiangxi to Luzhou, and finished products are scattered from Luzhou to the whole country, and even the Uighurs on the Jinliao grassland.”

Xu Li's eyes became bright, and he lingered at the door for a while: "It's not something you and I can be sure of, there are too many things involved here."

"You can't, and I can't, but there are people who can." Song Beiyun put a large pot of deboned fish on the stove, then poured hot oil and spicy soup on it, quietly waiting for the boiled fish to boil: "Eat first, and someone will come to talk to you about it later."

Xu Li is a wealthy second generation with ideals and aspirations. He is very interested in Song Beiyun's thoughts. After all, his family's property will be inherited by himself in the end. Apart from him, there are only two married older sisters and one underage younger sister in the family. .

Xu Li never dared to tell Song Beiyun about his younger sister. There was no other reason. Song Beiyun was... lustful.

"Besides, all kinds of supplies and materials are needed to build a new district. If you are prepared, you will not have to rest in the next few months or even a year or two."

Xu Li said with a smile: "That's easy to say, but who do you want to recommend to me?"

"You'll know later, after dinner and chat for a while, you'll be able to see each other."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun shouted at the top of his voice, "Qiaoqiao! Sister Qiaoyun! Dinner is ready."

The three of them placed a large pot of fish, a pot of chicken soup and some scattered vegetables on the round table in the yard, and taking advantage of the bright moonlight, Song Beiyun opened the lid of the boiled fish.

The spicy fragrance sprayed out from inside, he took a deep breath, clapped his hands and said, "Come here, sister Qiaoyun, this fish is definitely something you have never eaten before."

Qiaoqiao doesn't need to be greeted, she has long been a professional taster of Song Beiyun, and spicy food is no problem, but Qiaoyun, she felt spicy and uncomfortable when she ate this boiled fish at first, but after a few more mouthfuls, the taste changed up.

The fish is tender and juicy, the soup is spicy and fragrant, and salty, fresh, spicy and sweet are mixed together in one bite, and then two mouthfuls of steamed rice are quickly eaten, and then a mouthful of rich and mellow Shanzhen Chicken Soup is appetizing and clear. It's hot and sweaty, and the pores all over the body seem to be open, which is very comfortable.

Qiaoyun, who has always been very restrained, couldn't help eating two more bowls of rice, not to mention Xu Li, this taste was novel and exciting to him, and he even imitated Song Beiyun in the end and used spicy soup instead of chicken soup eat.

"You..." Song Beiyun leaned closer to Xu Li's ear and whispered, "The harder you eat now, the harder it will be when you come out. Just don't roll over on the bed with your butt covered."

Hearing this, Xu Li was stunned, unable to react for a while, but then he waved his hand: "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry about it tomorrow."

Song Beiyun laughed loudly, and then said to Aqiao: "Qiaoqiao, go and get the wine from the house, you can't drink some."

Ah Qiao nodded, and walked out quickly holding a jar of wine, and Qiao Yun also stood up at this time: "I'm full, it's time to find Miss."

"Remember to tell Jin Ling'er." Song Beiyun shouted: "Be careful on the road."

"take note of it."

"Wait." Song Beiyun stood up and chased after him, took out a few pieces of candy from his pocket and stuffed them into Qiaoyun's palm: "You eat this."

"I haven't eaten the toffee I gave me a few days ago..." Qiaoyun glanced at Qiaoqiao and Xu Li who were still eating not far away, "You stay here."

"You ate so much spicy food just now, I'm afraid your stomach will hurt later." Song Beiyun pinched Qiaoyun's chin: "I love my elder sister Qiaoyun the most."

Qiaoyun took the candy, smacked him lightly on the chest, and whispered: "Bad guy..."

Song Beiyun chuckled, bent down and whispered a few words in Qiaoyun's ear, her already blushing face instantly turned red to the neck, she looked up at Song Beiyun for a while, then bit her lips lightly, finally Gently nodded.

"Then... I will wait for you in the room at night, and come after you send the princess and Zuo Rou back to the palace." Song Beiyun held Qiaoyun's hand and whispered, "Just come quietly."

"Hmm..." Qiao Yun didn't dare to look him in the eyes: "I'm going first."

Chapter 72: Sunny August 4

After the dinner, the Jin family.

The young master of the Jin family has lived for 20 years. Today is the first time he saw the whole family look so mournful. He panicked.

"Father, our family is different from the Xu family and the Tu family. They are business without capital. We are all investing real money. This opening is four to five million yuan. To put it more seriously, it is Let us die."

The eldest son of the Jin family, that is, Young Master Jin's father, gritted his teeth and talked to an old man in the seat, while the other sons and concubines of the Jin family all lowered their heads, and no one dared to intervene.

They are really in a hurry. This is not a lie. The main business of the Jin family is weaving and forging, and most of them are linked to the cooperation with the imperial court. The money belongs to the rich, and most of them are real estate. Forty-five million yuan is already almost 500 to [-]% of the existing liquidity.

This is not the same thing as the business of the Xu family and the Tu family, really not the same thing.The Xu family’s water transport and caravan are for logistics and transportation, and the Tu family’s grain and salt soil are also state-owned assets that are resold to earn some price difference. All three are related to the imperial court, but the other two are not industries. They are special services. Industry.

As soon as this happened, the Jin family was seriously injured. Although it was impossible to be killed directly, after all, the most powerful of the three families was the Jin family, and it was a big family under the protection of the Ministry of War.But it is absolutely impossible to say that it will not hurt the muscles and bones. In order to keep the weapon workshop for the imperial court without interruption, some other assets must be sold to fill this hole.

This is simply cutting off a piece of meat, and still scraping it without saying hello.

"Brother, not only the Xu family, the Tu family, but even the officials have donated silver. If we just stand by and watch like this, I'm afraid..." The second child of the Jin family sighed: "Daddy, what do you think should be done."

Who is to say no? Everyone understands this truth. Now the matter is obvious. Whether it is the court or the people in the world, they are watching with open eyes. No one knows that the Jin family is the head of the three wealthy families. Even if there is less donation, the whole world will be spurned. How can they, the little duckweed attached to the big tree of the imperial court, be able to carry this vast water?

"Donate." The old man of the Jin family picked up the tureen and clacked it vigorously: "Just donate! Donate like nothing!"

"Donate... how much?" Jin's eldest son asked in a trembling voice, "Father, think twice."

"Think twice?" The old man snorted coldly: "After this three days, all of you will be killed. Today, people are suspicious by nature, if you don't donate? Wouldn't it be treason if you don't donate? If you don't donate to the people here , are you planning to donate to the Eighteenth Road against the king?"

The old man's words made everyone in the hall tremble, thinking of what the current emperor has done in the past, let alone a first-rank and second-rank official, his uncle and uncle are about to be killed by him. What's more, an inconspicuous Jin family?

This Jin family was originally supported by him, so he can throw away the disobedient Jin family. When the time comes, Zhang Wang Li Zhao's family, who will come?

"You have to remember it for me. This world belongs to the Zhao family." The old man stomped his ebony cane vigorously: "The Zhao family is the master of the world. If you let you live, you will live, and if you let you die, you will live." If you don’t have money, you can earn more, but if you lose people, you have nothing. Donate! Good grandson.”

The young master of the Jin family stood up immediately: "Grandpa."

"You will go there tomorrow. Didn't Princess Ruibao want to build a home for the victims? Yes, my Jin family will definitely do my best. I will have 200 million yuan in cash, 100 million yuan in grain, plus land outside the city, three warehouses in the city, and two boats." Cargo ship, give it all to her!"

"Grandpa... that's almost ten million."

"200 million guan in cash, 100 million guan of grain, nearly 300 million guan of land outside the city, four large warehouses and two cargo ships, 7401 million guan of cash and silver." The third child of the Jin family murmured silently, with a tear in his voice: " Daddy, that's most of our family property..."

"You want money!" The old man stomped his feet, hating iron and steel, and said sharply: "Third son, go and get the land deed, and let my good grandson take it with me tomorrow!"

The entire Jin family sat there weeping silently. The management of the three generations seemed to go back to more than 20 years ago overnight. For the past 30 years, He Zhe has been working for this surname Zhao for nothing.

It would be a lie to say that they are not wronged, but can they speak up about this kind of grievance?Of course it is impossible, the only thing that can be done is to knock out the tooth and swallow it in the stomach, and disperse all the family wealth to keep the children and grandchildren, what else?What's more, it has a good reputation as a bonus.

Of course, the Jin family should not want to sleep tonight. After all, at this point today, no matter whether it is the Zhao family who rings the bell for them, they have to be very careful. The industry is counted again.

The entire Jin family's mansion was really a mess, and many people who were usually pampered and pampered lost their heads overnight.

At this moment, in the spring-filled courtyard, Princess Ruibao and Xu Li were listening to Song Beiyun's talk about how they should operate in the future.

"Everyone thinks this money is dirty and bad, but this money is really a good thing. It just depends on whether you have a conscience in making money and spending it." Song Beiyun said: "Since we promise to make it public, then we must It needs to be publicized, and we will see how the Jin family expresses their position tomorrow, and then plan carefully."

He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, then wiped his mouth: "I found out that there are nearly 50 victims of the disaster. It's impossible to eat them all, but it would be good to divert a batch."

Ruibao stared at Song Beiyun with sparkling eyes. She didn't know why, even she herself didn't understand why her eyes sparkled when she always looked at him. Perhaps there were too many things about this person that she couldn't see through. Alright.In just a few days, Princess Ruibao can swear that the things she has come into contact with in these few days are more exciting and interesting than the things in the past ten years, and there is this rotten dead thing mixed in it.

"Diversion? How to divert?" Ruibao asked: "Return to the place of origin?"

"These people are not only disaster victims, but also refugees from the north who don't want to come from Jin and Congliao. How do you let them go back?" Song Beiyun lightly tapped Ruibao's forehead: "Don't forget to say such words again. If an outsider I heard, you will be criticized."

"Got it..." Ruibao responded delicately.

Really, Xu Li looked dumbfounded. When he knew that the woman beside him was one of the most honorable women in the Song Dynasty, he was actually a little scared, but after talking this night, he found... that's all, don't ignore evil. .

"The diversion is very simple. Take some of these donations and put them in Jiangxi Road. The Xu family has farms and workshops there. They will expand the scale of these places and resettle the refugees there. And the scale of this expansion, even if it is I bought shares from this fund, and then I will go to your brother to flick some money, and it will be regarded as the royal family, and one share will be divided into three, and dividends will be distributed at the end of the year." Song Beiyun explained: "Is there any problem with Xu Li?"

"If you're fine, I'm fine." Xu Li shook his head and said, "Just call me Brother Xu..."

"Royal shares?" The princess frowned, "Why?"

"Why why, you know why." Song Beiyun scratched her nose: "Are you a hundred thousand why?"

"Hee hee... people don't understand."

Zuo Rou retched by the side, and Jin Ling'er's eyes widened, revealing a fierce look.

Song Beiyun said with a smile: "The Xu family on Jiangnan West Road and the Princess Foundation make tens of millions of dollars a year, and the emperor has nothing to do with a dime. If it were you, would you be happy?"

"Of course I'm not happy!" Jin Ling'er flicked it abruptly, and flicked a few times on her chest: "Not only is she not happy, but she also wants to kill all of you!"

"That's it." Song Beiyun spread his hands: "Is there any king in the world, you have to let your brother eat sweets, and you can't make money."

"That's right..." Jin Ling'er held her chin and looked at Song Beiyun: "You're still smart."

"Don't flatter me." Song Beiyun continued: "Registration for diversion will start tomorrow, and Her Royal Highness's reputation will rise. You go to tell the refugees, and Xu Li will write a letter to go back and explain things here clearly, so that the Xu family can prepare. This matter must be completed before summer comes, and it must be done quickly! The weather is hot and the refugees gather, so it is impossible to justify the plague. As for the refugees who are not willing to divert them, we will set aside a place for them here, temporarily called... …Immigrate to the city. I have explained to you the several areas inside, right? They build the houses themselves, and how much they pay per working hour. Her Royal Highness will then calculate carefully. Those who cultivate the land plant their own seeds. The fields are all prepared for them, and they can grow whatever they want, the land is not theirs and they don’t collect taxes, and the food they produce is not theirs, but they are also paid according to the working hours.”

"Why..." The princess herself was a little embarrassed, she felt that she had asked all the "why" in her life, and she, who claimed to be smart, obviously felt that she was so useless.

"I'll explain it to you in detail tomorrow. This one is very complicated." Song Beiyun looked at the moon above his head, and then at Qiaoyun: "It's getting late, you all should leave."

"No..." Princess Ruibao said coquettishly, "I still want to hear what you have to say."

Song Beiyun let out a hey voice, and pointed to his room: "Squeeze later? Shall I tell you all night?"

Ruibao blinked quickly and stretched his waist: "Today is night, let's go home."

"You're going to lose your mind at this point." Song Beiyun teased, "Sister Qiaoyun, you have to watch the two of them fall asleep yourself."

How could Qiaoyun not know what this villain meant when she heard this, her face was already blushing, but the sky was so dark that she couldn't tell, and her answering voice was also weak: "Got it..."

"Okay, okay, tired." Zuo Rou yawned: "I'm too lazy to move, I'm going to sleep with Qiaoqiao today."

"His Royal Highness Fu came over overnight to break your dog legs." Song Beiyun said viciously, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to live, don't implicate me."

Chapter 73: April 4th

After Ruibao and the others left, Qiaoyun personally sent them back to the palace, and after freshening up, they fell asleep one after another. But when Qiaoyun returned to the room, she was both apprehensive and hesitant. The itching can't be stopped.

After the second watch was knocked on by the clapper outside, Qiaoyun finally couldn't help leaving. She changed her clothes and slipped out from the back door of the palace. Qiaoyun bit her lip on the fence, and jumped over the high wall with a light leap.

After landing firmly on the ground, her breathing became more and more rapid. Except for Song Beiyun's room, all the lights in the courtyard were turned off. Qiao Yun couldn't help but blushed and her heart beat faster.

But now that they are all here, she has nothing to be afraid of now. When she walks to the door and gently pushes the door, the half-closed door creaks. Song Beiyun, who is reading a book, raises his head, and coincidentally meets Qiaoyun's eyes. .

"Sister Qiaoyun is here."

"Hmm..." Qiaoyun stood at the door at a loss, looking dumbfounded.

Song Beiyun jumped off the bed, squatted there and rummaged around, then took out two nunchakus from a wooden box, and said excitedly: "Come on, sister Qiaoyun, we have done two tricks. I'm sure I can't beat you with weapons, I just want to try whether I can take advantage of it."

Qiao Yun froze on the spot: "Just... just for this?"

"Otherwise..." Song Beiyun raised his voice, "Oh...hehe, sister Qiaoyun, you..."

"No, no, no..." Qiao Yun quickly waved her hands and covered her face with her hands: "It's not what you think, since you've thought about a few tricks, let's go through a few tricks."

Qiaoyun is good at using spears and sticks, and an eyebrow-level stick is powerful in her hands. The speed and strength are top-notch. Even Song Beiyun, who is watching her make moves, feels that this sister is not energetic after taking up the weapon. same.

After Qiaoyun finished warming up, Song Beiyun also entered the stage swinging the nunchucks. He imitated Bruce Lee and swished around a few times: "Sister Qiaoyun, don't hold back your hands."

"it is good……"

After 3 minutes, Song Beiyun felt that he was so stupid. Really, he really didn't imagine what it would be like if Qiaoyun didn't hold back, that reaction speed, that tricky angle...

"pain!"

Song Beiyun's arm was beaten like a zebra by Qiaoyun. Qiaoyun squatted in front of him, kneading his bruise with Huayu powder in distress, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

"Sticks are like this." Qiaoyun said in a low voice: "I can't stop it, I can't let it go, I can only try to post it, but you always want to use your strange thing to follow in the distance. If this is on the battlefield, is to die."

"I just want to try the power of the nunchaku, this..." Song Beiyun threw the nunchaku next to him on the ground: "Trash."

"Weapons are neither right nor wrong, so you can't vent your anger here." Qiaoyun simply sat on Song Beiyun's lap in order to heal Song Beiyun's wounds conveniently: "In the future, you have to think carefully, swords and guns have no eyes. If you encounter You are still like this master, but it is not like this."

"Got it." Song Beiyun wrapped his other arm around Qiaoyun's waist: "Sister Qiaoyun, don't go back tonight."

Qiaoyun bit her lip and said nothing, but Song Beiyun reluctantly went up to her and kissed her: "Sister Qiaoyun..."

Qiaoyun still didn't speak, and Song Beiyun continued to knead his arm.

"If you don't speak, then you will accept it."

After finishing speaking, he immediately hugged Qiao Yun horizontally, but Qiao Yun just buried her head in his chest and said in a low voice: "I haven't washed it yet... I'm dirty."

"It's been ready for a long time!" Song Beiyun smiled treacherously: "I can take a bath with Sister Qiaoyun today!"

……

Early the next morning, Qiaoyun struggled to get up from the bed, and seeing the mess everywhere, she sat there and covered her body with a blanket, and glanced sideways at Song Beiyun who was still sleeping soundly, she sighed a long time, In the end, this villain was still taken advantage of, but thinking of how indulgent she was last night, Qiao Yun was still a little shy.