Chapter Forty-Eight
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Gaoxu took down a lantern from the eaves of the meeting room: "There is an old man in Qingshan Fangnan City, more than sixty years old, blind, and what you have to do is to sell this lantern to him." ”
The tributes were speechless, could there be anything more outrageous than this, a blind man, what to do when he bought lanterns, is it possible that he is afraid that he will not be able to see the road at night?
"Tomorrow afternoon, I will wait here for your good news, if it can be completed, in addition to the founding prince of the country, you will have a new identity, the first batch of students of Lakeside University."
Zhu Gaoxu glanced at Jinghu facing Guozijian, and squinted slightly.
Yu Ke seemed to be quite interested in the Lakeside University mentioned by Zhu Gaoxu, and led the group out of Guozijian.
The rest of the Gongsheng are also in a hurry to follow, although they don't know about the so-called Lakeside University, but it is not wrong to have a good relationship with the second prince of the current dynasty.
"Second Highness, aren't you embarrassed?" Wang Ben asked subconsciously.
"Wang Ben, in terms of arithmetic, this palace is not as good as you, but in terms of business, you have to learn more, it seems impossible to complete, in fact, if you change your thinking, you can solve it, and another one, this is their opportunity."
"Why don't you go and have a look?"
Zhu Gaoxu attached his hands to his chest, with a warm smile.
Lin Hao scolded secretly, why didn't he think that the proper sales elite trained in this way was worthy of being the second prince.
Zhu Gaoxu and his entourage came directly to Dabao'en Temple.
After identifying himself, he entered the inner sanctum and sat on the floor with the abbot of Jingheng.
"Presiding over Jingheng, your Dabao'en Temple is a good place to come from, and you will leave a Zen room for the palace in the future."
Zhu Gaoxu took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels and pushed it in front of Abbot Jingheng.
"His Royal Highness has a heart to the Buddha, Bao'en Temple since when Peng Shen Shen, this matter is handed over to the old man is, the sky is not early, at noon will stay in the big Bao'en Temple to eat a bite of fasting, the old man has let the little monk go to the Jiming Temple to turn the fate."
Abbot Jingheng smiled and quietly tucked the silver ticket into his sleeve.
"Why do you want to turn fate, is it possible that the temple can't even open the pot?"
Zhu Gaoxu was puzzled.
"Naturally not, Jiming Temple has been distributing porridge to the people of Yingtian these days, this is a move to accumulate good virtues, and Dabao'en Temple is naturally willing to take over this good fate."
Abbot Jingheng raised his eyebrows.
Lin Hao's face was full of black lines, this bald donkey was really buckled, and he could say that the white prostitute was so fresh and refined.
"Jingheng presided, there is a female master in the temple who asks to see him."
The little monk waiting outside the meditation room knocked on the door.
"Today, there are distinguished guests visiting Bao'en Temple, so let the owner come back."
Abbot Jingheng waved his hand.
Facing the sitting prince, he borrowed a few more dares, and he didn't dare to refute his face.
"It's okay, if you guess correctly, this woman is the prince of the country, and she is waiting behind the curtain."
Lin Hao got up and hid behind the curtain with Zhu Gaoxu, visiting at this time, who else could there be besides Yu Ke.
"Abbot Jingheng, please forgive me for taking the liberty of visiting, I came here this time because I want to sell something to Abbot Jingheng."
Yu Ke gets straight to the point.
A look of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the abbot Jingheng, this is the first time that he has done business in the temple.
For the sake of the second prince and the face of the five hundred taels of silver tickets, he forcibly endured his temperament: "I don't know what the owner wants to sell?" ”
Yu Ke took out the mahogany comb from his sleeve and pushed it in front of Abbot Jingheng.
Jing Heng's face suddenly became gloomy, and he came to the temple to sell a comb, which was clearly a provocation!
barely squeezed out a smile, and kept silently reciting the Great Compassion Mantra in his heart: "I don't know what the fate owner wants to be? ”
"Ten taels of silver."
Yu Ke stretched out ten fingers and smiled sweetly.
The abbot of Jingheng hated it so much that he was reluctant to change this robe for decades.
As soon as he opened his mouth, it was ten taels of silver, could it be that he was a big dog with a lot of money and a lot of money?
Zhu Gaoxu, who was behind the curtain, smiled bitterly and shook his head, why is this girl so sturdy, it's okay if people don't blast it out for you.
How can you do that in business?
"If you don't have anything else to do, please go back, this wooden comb is really useless."
The back molars of the abbot creaked.
"No, the little woman is not selling this wooden comb, but a win-win method for you and me, no matter how much silver the Great Bao'en Temple earns, the little woman only takes ten taels."
Yu Ke pretended to be deep.
"Oh?"
When Abbot Jingheng heard this, his tightly knit brows suddenly stretched.
"Da Bao En Temple, nearly 1,000 pilgrims come to worship the Buddha every day, among which there are many female donors, if the abbot of Jingheng can customize a batch of peach wood combs, placed under the Buddha statue, day and night by the incense edification, the blessing of the voice, it is definitely a meritorious person, whether it is given to the good men and women who come to burn incense, or sell to the owner, it is a good choice."
Yu Ke told the story.
Abbot Jingheng closed his eyes and pondered, and his heart suddenly opened up.
The market price of a peach comb is only two yuan, and after such a blessing, it can be sold for at least twenty yuan.
1,000 mahogany combs are 20 taels of silver, and with the number of pilgrims in Dabao'en Temple, it is definitely a profitable business.
"In addition to the wooden comb, such as the jade bracelet in the little woman's hand, the price in the market is five taels of silver, and the blessing is doubled, at least doubled, this should be in the heavenly mansion, the most important thing is the rich man."
Yu Ke stuck out his tongue mischievously.
The children can be taught.
Lin Hao bowed slightly.
Such talents must be recruited into Taoyuan.
"Thank you girl for your advice, here are ten taels of silver, not a tribute."
Jing Heng took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to Yu Ke, his fat face full of smiles.
Relying on such an idea, the income of Dabao'en Temple can at least double every year.
Ten taels of silver is definitely a good deal.
"The little woman will say goodbye first, if the people from the Guozijian come, please ask Abbot Jingheng to give a five-star praise."
Yu Ke picked up the silver ingot, trotted all the way, and walked out of the Dabao'en Temple without looking back.
"She is worthy of being the daughter of the head of the household, if she can be recruited to her command, it is definitely comparable to a cornucopia."
Zhu Gaoxu walked out of the curtain, touched his chin, and nodded with appreciation.
The daughter of Tobe Shangshu?
Jing Heng swallowed his saliva subconsciously, fortunately, he didn't lose his manners before, and he couldn't mess with a woman if he provoked anyone.
If he had understood this truth earlier, he would not have been accompanied by the ancient Buddha day and night.
"Silent Abbot ......"
Zhu Gaoxu stared at Abbot Jingheng with a strange tone of yin and yang.
Abbot Jingheng only felt a chill in his back: "What does Your Highness have to order?" ”
"Since this idea was made by Guozijian, will Guozijian also get a share of the benefits?"
Zhu Gaoxu squinted slightly.
"What His Royal Highness said is that fifty percent of the money is profitable, and the old man will send it to the Guozijian on time."
Abbot Jingheng couldn't help but scold his mother in his heart.
"Abbot Jingheng, you have taken a short road."
Zhu Gaoxu said quietly.