The road to immortality for a hundred generations

After coming out of Yaxing, Wang Feng took them to the nearest commercial street, bought a carriage, and bought a carriage of daily necessities, including fruits and vegetables, rice, noodles, oil, salt, etc.

"Have you eaten lunch?"

On the carriage, Wang Feng asked.

"not yet."

Everyone following the carriage shook their heads.

"That's good. When we return to the house later, let Du Yuesheng show off his skills."

Wang Feng said with a smile, "Just let me see if I can eat the restaurant's food at home."

He just bought a lot of ingredients for cooking. It can be said that the materials are all ready. The only thing missing is the cook.

"I will definitely not disappoint you."

Du Yuesheng replied immediately.

If he hadn't done any cooking in the past three years, he might still be bad at it, but since he came here, he has always been in charge of the food at Yaxing. If the venue is just changed, he can still get started very quickly.

After driving the carriage all the way to the house, Wang Feng looked at the empty door, thoughtfully.

This still lacks a plaque.

Wang Feng didn't worry much about the name. He planned to find a carpenter tomorrow to build a more elegant plaque, and just write the two characters "Prince's Mansion" on the name.

In a land covered by the imperial dynasty, the word "mansion" cannot be used indiscriminately, but in this Xiantian City, it is not so particular.

Although the gate of this house is not particularly spacious, it is only five feet eight inches wide and seven feet eight inches high.

But this width is enough for a carriage to enter and exit, and there is still room.

It is worth mentioning that there is no sound when the door opens and closes.

You must know that in ancient times, the doors of wealthy families basically had the sound of dragons and tigers roaring, for the purpose of preventing theft and adding style.

But it happened that the door of this house was unusually quiet no matter whether it was opened or closed.

Wang Feng estimated that the owner of the yard liked quietness, so he specially made a silent door.

"What a rich floral scent."

After walking into the courtyard, the originally faint fragrance of peach blossoms suddenly became stronger, and everyone accompanying them looked at each other in surprise.

Such a strong peach blossom fragrance must not be emitted by just one or two peach trees.

"Unload the things, then Du Yuesheng prepares to cook, and clean the yard with the rest, leaving two more for Du Yuesheng to help with."

After getting off the carriage, Wang Feng ordered, "Someone else will lead the carriage down, tie the horses up, and feed them some fodder."

"Good sir."

Under Wang Feng's instructions, a group of more than 50 people started to move.

"Du Yuesheng, remember to do more. I'll be back later."

"I know sir."

After giving instructions to everyone, Wang Feng turned around and left the courtyard.

He wasn't worried about these people taking the opportunity to escape.

Because in ancient times, if you wanted to find a job, you had to explain where you were from and where you lived now. Many times you had to have someone familiar with your job guarantee your job.

If you are hesitant in your words, have no fixed address, and no acquaintances to guarantee you, you will definitely not be able to find a job, you will not have enough to eat, you won’t have enough clothes to wear, and you won’t have a place to live.

It's better to stay at the host's house.

Another thing is that these people who were sold have already been registered with the government and have been marked as slaves.

Although Xiantian City does not have a court, there are also offices related to it.

As slaves, they were not welcome wherever they went.

After rushing all the way to the inn in Nancheng District, Wang Feng called Uncle An, Yun Niang, Qiu He and the slaves he bought on the road, and pulled three carriages back to Beicheng District.

Originally, these three carriages were full of local specialties bought on the road, but in the past two days, they were all sold out.

Two and a half of the three carriages were now empty, and the rest were the belongings they had brought with them when they moved.

"By the way, Uncle An, how much did the specialties we bought on the road cost in Xiantian City?"

Wang Fenglue asked with some curiosity.

"This number."

Uncle An held out two fingers.

"Did you sell 200 taels of silver? Did you make [-]% profit?"

Wang Feng guessed.

The specialty products they buy are not low-profit items, but high-profit items such as jewelry and precious wood.

"neither,"

Uncle An said with a hint of pride, "It's quadrupled."

"so tall?"

Wang Feng suddenly shouted in surprise.

Suppose the cost is 100 taels, doubling it is 200 taels, doubling it again is 400 taels.

Doesn't this mean the profit is [-]%?

"With several innate leaders, our team must be very safe and won't have any accidents, so I specially chose things that are high-cost, high-profit, and high-risk."

Uncle An smiled and said, "I even took out the coffin book."

"Uncle An, how much did we earn?"

In order to take care of the other party's emotions, Wang Feng lowered his voice and asked.

"The cost is this amount."

Uncle An held out three fingers somewhat mysteriously.

"300 taels? That's quadrupled, which is a profit of 900 taels. This is indeed a lot."

Wang Feng nodded, "Excluding expenses, a top-notch warrior may not be able to save so much money in a year, right?"

"Ten taels?"

Uncle An smiled and shook his head, "Think carefully about why I said all the coffin boards were taken out."

"what?"

Wang Feng was really surprised now, and asked with some suspicion, "Could it be 3000 taels?"

According to Uncle An's monthly salary of about 50 taels, it is really possible to come up with 3000 taels in the past six or seven years.

But is this possible?Can Uncle An really take such a big risk?
Once something goes wrong with this batch of goods on the way, his efforts over the past few years will be in vain.

Uncle An didn't answer, he smiled and said nothing.

Looking at it, it must have cost 3000 taels.

If we quadruple it according to what Uncle An said, we will make 9000 taels.

Including the cost, Uncle An now has at least 1 taels of silver.

In terms of purchasing power, it is probably about 1000 million in later generations.

"Uncle An, it seems that you are very talented in business. From now on, I can safely leave all business matters to you."

After roughly calculating, Wang Feng said with a smile.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. How do I have any talent for business? I just took advantage of the east wind of a few innate leaders and risked my life to make a fortune."

Uncle An shook his head, "Besides, we span several small countries. Otherwise, how could our profits have quadrupled?"

"Look, Uncle An, you are brave enough, and I have the strength. As for the cost, I have made money in this trip. How can I not start a business?"

Wang Feng analyzed the matter and tried to give Uncle An confidence in doing business.

"It seems, that's the reason,"

Uncle An touched his chin and said, "We exchanged gold for silver in Gala Country and earned 1000 taels. Later, we made 9000 taels from gems and precious wood. In just one trip, we earned 1 taels. It seems that doing business is really not that difficult." Maybe it was because the cake was a bit big, so Uncle An was full of it.

If he is really just a genius, there may be problems.

But now, this is naturally a good thing.

Even if we lose, how much can we pay?

Anyway, he currently plans to hand over the lottery shop to Uncle An. This business will definitely make a profit without losing money. In terms of strength, he is still at the helm, so it can be said that there will be almost no problems.

"Don't worry, Uncle An, believe in yourself,"

Wang Feng patted Uncle An on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I have bought twenty shops and another forty clerks. Once they open, I will hand them over to you."

"Ah? Twenty shops? Forty clerks? How can I do this all by myself?"

Uncle An, who had hardly done any sound work, was a little confused when he heard this, "And it will cost a lot of money, right?"

"Not much, just 400 taels of gold."

Wang Feng replied.

"400 taels of gold? So cheap?"

Hearing this, Uncle An immediately frowned, "Could it be that you were deceived and chose those shops in bad locations?"

He went shopping when he was in Nancheng District.

Those with similar locations will have to start with 40 to 50 taels of gold. If the store is larger or has more traffic, it will cost [-] taels of gold to start.

According to his calculation, if there are twenty shops plus forty clerks, that would be at least seven or eight hundred taels of gold, right?

But it only cost half of it?
Apart from being deceived, he really couldn't think of a second reason.

"Don't worry, the location is very good. It's cheap because I deliberately chose a smaller shop."

Wang Feng explained, "And the prices of shops in Beicheng District are generally much lower than those in Nancheng District."

"So that's it. It's good that I wasn't deceived."

Uncle An breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, "But what kind of business do you want to do when you choose a small store like that? Jewelry? Or a pawn shop?"

"Don't worry, I'm measured,"

Wang Feng said with a smile, "I can't explain it to Uncle An right now. You will understand when I start doing it."

"Well, no matter how much we lose, we can always keep the store, and we won't lose so much that we have no money left."

Uncle An nodded.

"Uncle An, can't you think of something good for me? I haven't even started yet, and I'm thinking of losing money."

Hearing what Uncle An said, Wang Feng suddenly felt dumbfounded.

"It's okay,"

Uncle An still had an indifferent expression and said comfortingly, "It's normal to lose money. Our family has never done business. It's abnormal if we don't lose money."

As the two chatted, the carriage finally arrived at the location under Wang Feng's instructions.

"Hey, it's right here, stop."

Seeing the door of the house, Wang Feng reminded him.

"Here?"

Seeing this, Uncle An looked around at the other houses, then jumped off the carriage and carefully looked at the more imposing house in front of him.

"Wouldn't it cost a lot of money?"

Before Uncle An could speak, Yun Niang asked worriedly as she got off the carriage.

"It's not expensive, only two thousand, eight hundred taels."

Wang Feng smiled and said, "Your son, I am an innate warrior now, so I can afford to live there."

"Two thousand, eight hundred taels? So cheap?"

Uncle An, who was still looking at the gate of the house, looked surprised, "Even if Beicheng District is cheaper than Nancheng District, it can't be that much cheaper, right?"

"Stop discussing so much, let's go in first."

Wang Feng said helplessly, "You can smell the aroma of the food in the yard. Let's go in and eat first."

"Have you finished decorating the yard?"

Uncle An asked curiously.

"Nothing like that, just simple tidying up and hiring some servants."

Wang Feng explained, "Oh, by the way, I also hired a cook. You will be able to taste his craftsmanship later."

"Okay, let's go in first."

Uncle An said hello, and three carriages slowly entered the yard from the gate in batches.

The kitchen is on the right side of the courtyard gate. From the perspective of the orientation, it is below the courtyard, so it is called the lower kitchen.

"How's it going? Are you still used to this kitchen?"

After entering the kitchen and looking at Du Yuesheng who was cooking, Wang Feng asked with a smile.

"Okay, we have a lot of seasoning here, not much less than when I worked in a restaurant."

Du Yuesheng nodded repeatedly, "But it's been a long time since I've cooked such a variety of dishes, so I might still be a little bit raw."

"It's okay, take your time."

Wang Feng waved his hand indifferently, then looked at the big pot of food and asked, "This is it?"

There are four stoves in the kitchen, two large and two small, and all four are in use at this time.

There are two small stoves, one for making soup and one for frying meat, the other two large ones for steaming rice and the other for frying white cabbage.

"Oh, this is for us servants to eat."

Du Yuesheng quickly replied, "Master, do you have anything I need to tell you?"

"Add more seasoning. It seems to me that you haven't added much seasoning. It shouldn't have any flavor."

Wang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "In addition, add some meat and fish. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work."

"Okay, okay, okay sir."

Hearing what his master said, Du Yuesheng's eyes became wet and he almost shed tears.

When he first arrived at Yaxing three years ago, he was only 1.7 meters tall and weighed 170 kilograms. Three years later, he is now only 130 kilograms, just slightly fat.

The loss of these [-] pounds of weight is enough to prove how little he has eaten in the past three years.

This is because he is a cook and can eat a little more and a little better. Otherwise, whether he can have a hundred and one now is a problem.

"By the way, as for meat, you can eat fat meat. I don't like fat meat."

Wang Feng suddenly thought that eating fat meat had no benefits, so he spoke.

Although in ancient times, fat meat and lean meat could be bought separately, and fat meat sold better, but if you buy a large amount, fat meat will inevitably be inevitable.

In addition, he also plans to engage in animal breeding. It doesn’t need to be too much, just enough for the family. In this way, there will be a lot of fat.

"Ah? This,"

Hearing this, Du Yuesheng was a little dumbfounded.

You must know that in ancient times, fat meat was fought for by everyone, while lean meat was despised by everyone.

But what's the result?As the master, you want to eat lean meat, and then give the fat meat to servants like them?
Not only was he dumbfounded, but the girls helping to wash the dishes and lighting the fire were also dumbfounded.

Is there anyone who doesn’t like eating fat meat?
"You can feel free to eat fatty meat. I really don't eat fatty meat, and my family doesn't like it either."

Wang Feng said with a smile.

At the beginning, Yun Niang and the others still ate fatty meat, but as their family conditions got better and better, they gradually ate less fatty meat.

In addition, with sufficient nutrition, fat meat is almost always harmful to the human body. Wang Feng often consciously instills this knowledge into them, causing them to eat less. (End of chapter)