Chapter 60: Poor!

Originally, Du Lan thought he was a rich man.

After all, she held nearly 140,000 taels of silver in her hand. However, this meal was five hundred taels. How many meals can I eat with these 140,000 taels? She's got to buy something else, she's got to renovate her room, uh, yes, she's got to have a baby!

Raising a baby is more expensive.

A moment ago, Dulan felt that he was a rich woman.

At this moment, Dulan felt that he was really poor!

You have to think of ideas to make money!

With so much silver in your hands, if you can't make money, you will have to sit and eat sooner or later.

But the question is, what can I do?

She is a liberal arts student, and she is not diligent, and the grains, uh, the grains should still be able to be divided.

Open a store?

This, it seems, can be done.

The ancestral system of Eight Banners that does not do business, does not farm, and does not work is aimed at the Eight Banners, and she is not a person from the Eight Banners.

Well, even if she can't do business herself, she can let the person who marries to open a shop.

What kind of shop do you open?

Naturally, the people live on food!

As for other bizarre things, she wanted to get them, but she didn't have the skills. But you can find someone to study it slowly, open your mouth above, and break her leg below, she is now the one standing above, and the power in her hands has to be used well.

While enjoying the exquisite and extravagant food, Dulan pondered how to make money.

As for the idea of cutting back on expenses, she didn't think about it at all.

The ancestors have long said that it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Now that she has tasted such a delicacy, it is impossible for her to eat those meals that are about to be served.

In the past, Dulan fantasized about being able to live such a life of enjoyment, but his father and mother did not give it his strength, and he was not a rich second generation. As for her own efforts to become a rich generation, it is even more impossible!

The rich generation needs the right time, place and people.

But she, what does she want, why should she be a rich generation?

Now that she has crossed over, she has inherited everything from the Borzigit clan, and she has become a prince Fujin, and she can enjoy it if she has the conditions, and she will be stupid to let herself be the woman who is diligent and thrifty.

In this life, making money and enjoying are just these two things!

"Fujin, something happened!"

Just when Du Lan was imagining his beautiful life in the future, Mama Fu appeared again. Moreover, this appearance is bad news.

"You say!"

Du Lan licked his lips, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at Mama Fu.

"Back to Fujin, there is something wrong with the tea shop in Dongcheng in our house. The shopkeeper came over, but the manager Sun was not in the house, and the master was feasting again......"

"Mama Fu, you just say, what's wrong? How to solve it? ”

Dulan looked at Mama Fu like this, in fact, he had already guessed that Mama Fu was here to ask for silver.

"There was something wrong with the tea leaves in our tea shop, and the customer came to the door and wanted to return it. There is not enough silver in the shop, and there is still a difference of eight hundred taels! ”

Sure enough, I am really poor!

Du Lan listened to Mama Fu's words, and became more and more determined to make money.

Look, this money is really not spent at all.

The first five hundred taels of banquet guests, now eight hundred taels are returned, which is one thousand three hundred taels gone!

10,000 taels of silver, can it withstand several tosses?

"In this way, you call the shopkeeper of the shop, Ben Fujin wants to ask questions!"

Du Lan was very curious, what kind of tea was in the shop, and how much tea was there, and he actually had to pay eight hundred taels of silver. Although I don't know how much tea is worth now, eight hundred taels is not a small amount. This is something that Dulan is sure of.