Chapter 433

[succumb to the arrogance of the boss]: 150000 Guan... Are you sure the anchor didn't say one more "10000"?

[update again]: who can explain how much 150000 Guan is? Ten fingers are not enough.

[so today]: hehe, not to mention ten fingers, even if you count your family's hands and feet, it's not clear.

[it's really six watch]: let's say, the exchange ratio between copper, silver and gold is different in different dynasties. It fluctuates like foreign exchange. It's too detailed for you to understand. To be simple and crude, it always equals a thousand Wen, and a Wen is about one dollar here, so 150000 Guan... Guess how many soft sister coins?

Holding the glass vase at home, I crossed the ancient times and became a billionaire.

I'll ask you if you're afraid of such huge profits!

A set of glass products, want to sell 150 million.

Anchor, you're not black hearted. You're black all over!

Jiang Pengji looked at their comments and reluctantly added.

[anchor v]: I'm not so black hearted. It's up to 70 million here.

People: "

[great God code word]: I know for the first time that it's not a black heart to set a price of 70 million yuan for seven or eight yuan.

[losing weight failed]: anchor, you're great.

Liu she stabilized her heart so as not to be scared to death by the girl. He looked at the glass tea set with tangled eyes and said after half a ring, "if there is only one set in this world, 150000 Guan may not be sold."

Jiang Pengji picked her eyebrows and said, "it's definitely impossible."

"So the price is set too high." small profits and quick turnover "can benefit more northern nobles. The price should be set at the standard that they can accept, but don't think things are cheap." Liu she thought for a while and turned her eyes several times on the glass tea, "my father thought that 20000 to 30000 were almost the same. There were more patterns for this kind of things, and the price could be increased or decreased according to the purity. If you want to sell well, you have to plan carefully and build momentum for their origin."

After Jiang Pengji's 150000 whale mouth, the audience felt that the anchor's father had a good conscience.

[mushrooms are the most cute]: have my values been distorted? Why do I think twenty-three thousand glassware is so cheap.

[tea bush boss]: upstairs, you are not alone.

[don't talk nonsense]: upstairs, you're not two.

Make complaints about Jiang Pengji's frown.

"Isn't the price too low?"

Liu she said, "the price is good. If you want to change a good horse, the price must be lower."

Northern Xinjiang is vast and rich in high-quality horses. They also pay close attention to each racecourse.

However, there are always people who take risks for their interests. Dabai, whom Liu she gave to Jiang Pengji, was smuggled out. It was originally intended to be presented to the king of the northern Xinjiang imperial court, but the officials at the bottom cut off the beard and Dabai smuggled and sold it. The horse they gave to the king was slightly inferior.

Liu she doesn't know where the doorway is.

"Lanting, Amin often says that doing business is like fighting and ruling the country. There are many ways. If you master the rules, you can play the whole market." Liu she smiled. His wife is a good businessman. She basically beat down the industry of Liu's second house. He got along with each other for many years and learned some fur. "It's up to my father. You just wait to collect the money."

Jiang Pengji naturally believed in Liu she, "then I will control the quantity of firing and strive for excellence."

Liu she nodded and added, "Rare things are precious. Once the quantity of good things overflows, they will not be good things. My father will stay here for a few more days and burn several sets of high-quality ones and take them back. Since then, don't burn them in your brick kiln for the time being. Take care of the people at the bottom. If someone secretly burns them or spreads the craft, and directly deal with them, don't be soft hearted."

"I know. Those who know how to cook are all in their hands. The son knows who leaked the secret."

Jiang Pengji had a gentle smile on her face. The bricklayer on one side could not help numbing her scalp.

It's like learning how to craft, secretly opening a kiln for refining, then smuggling and selling for profit. The old man also experienced it when he was young. After all, it's a business without capital. Who doesn't do such a good thing? Not afraid of no interest, just afraid of no courage.

Just now I heard the father and son talking. Even he couldn't help his heart shaking... It's tens of thousands of dollars. Who doesn't move?

However, after that, he couldn't help shrinking his neck. No matter how much money he has, he must have this life to spend.

"Do it well and make a lot of money. I won't forget your credit." Jiang Pengji raised her hand and patted the bricklayer on the shoulder. "If you do well, let your grandchildren take off their craftsmanship at that time. Later, the county will set up a school and reserve free places for them."

The registered residence system is awful today, and the craftsmen's children can only be admitted to the craftsman.

In terms of social status, although it is higher than slave people, it is one head lower than ordinary people.

If a craftsman wants to get rid of his craftsmanship, he can't have any adventures.

Not to mention the Lord also promised to give children the opportunity to study. In this age, no matter how rich the family is, it is not easy to study.

The source of books is a big problem. How to read without textbooks?

Jiang Pengji was born into a noble family. Naturally, the bricklayer will not doubt it.

The Bricklayer's eyes brightened and his spirit was full, "Lord, don't worry. The small one must live up to his high expectations."

For the bright future of his children and grandchildren, and for them to be personal masters from now on, the bricklayer wants to live here directly, stare at everyone, manage every link, and destroy all glass waste in person.

"That's good."

Jiang Pengji asked the craftsman to take out all three sets of glass tea sets.

Of the three sets, the best one is given to Liu she, one for her own use, and the other is provided by the county government office.

The next day, Qi Guan came to work with sleepy eyes.

Open the door, the strong gold outside sprinkles into the hall, and a touch of reflection makes a flower in front of him

Tut, what the hell?

He narrowed his eyes and found a set of exquisite objects with colored glass on the table.

All of a sudden, all the sleepy insects flew away.

Qi official was so frightened that he hurried back to the door, looked around and murmured, "haven't you woken up yet?"

Not believing in evil, Qi official let Xiaobu close to the table. Those beautiful objects did not disappear.

He carefully stretched out his hand and touched it, and a cold touch came from his fingertips.

Did it not become a bubble?

"Not a dream?"

His breathing became heavier and he stared at them seriously.

"What's the matter, documentary evidence?"

After half a cup of tea, Feng Jin came in with a pile of gray bamboo slips. Qi guanrang was already inside.

Thinking of his overtime career in documentary evidence, he secretly sympathized.