Chapter 437: King Lu was shocked

When Huixianlou arrived at the end of the year, he said that he would share the money with Zhao Pingxuan, the youngest son of the Lu Wang family, how could Zhao Guangyuan break his promise.

At the beginning, Zhao Guangyuan was known to be "poor", and he opened a restaurant without silver as the capital, and returned half of the palace to borrow silver, King Lu couldn't look past it, and quietly sent 300,000 taels of silver, Zhao Guangyuan filled it into the capital and gave Xiao Pingshuo three percent of the shares.

Today, when I came to pick up Changzhi, I brought the account book of Huixian Lou.

Today is the twelfth day of the lunar month, and there are still eight days before the imperial court seal, and the account book of Huixian Tower has been prepared. Since the trial opening on August 16, it has been less than four months, but the profit of four months is more than the annual profit of ordinary restaurants.

In these four months, I have earned more than 70,000 silver!

"Well, the breakfast business is late, if the monthly stability is stable, three meals a day, the monthly profit can be more than 20,000 taels." Zhao Guangyuan's expression was indifferent, but King Lu was dumbfounded when he heard it.

His father-in-law runs a single house, and the property of the mansion is only 1.8 million taels a year, and Huixianlou can make more than 200,000 profits a year from the livelihood of a restaurant in the capital?

The best restaurant in the capital, Wanfu Building, Yingbin Building, can earn tens of thousands of taels a year, which is already a blessing. The profit of Huixian Tower is several times that of them!

Zhao Guangyuan smiled, "If there is no such big profit in terms of food, the biggest profit of Huixian Mansion still comes from wine and tea." ”

There is no shortage of good tea in Daqi, and there is no shortage of good wine, except for the shortage of grape raw materials that cannot be brewed in large quantities, there is no shortage of other fruit wines in Daqi. He also filled it with wines and high-grade liquor purchased from modern times, and the wines made by Daqi were filled in delicate and beautiful glass bottles, which made it look high-end.

The wine and tea of Huixian Lou are in short supply. The more expensive it is, the more people grab it.

"Then the profits of this wine and tea will be scored, and my brother can't take it. There are also tables and accessories sold in Huixian Building, which is your business with the Ministry of Industry, and you hold hot hands for your brother. ”

The things sold on the display shelves at the entrance and exit of Huixian Lou should have been sold separately outside, Zhao Guangyuan didn't want to be too eye-catching, and secondly, he wanted to borrow the passenger flow of Huixian Lou, so he kept selling them in Huixian Lou.

Zhao Guangyuan said that King Lu just refused to take this part of the profits, so he was in a hurry, and said that he didn't want 30% of the shares.

Originally, he just didn't want the seventh brother who would return to Beijing to not even have a complete palace, so he quietly lent him money for turnover, but he didn't want him to treat the money as an investment capital, which was not King Lu's original intention.

"What kid's pocket money of thousands of taels a month? His mother's concubine only gave him twenty taels of money a month. If the seventh brother does this again, I will make the decision for Shuo'er, and I don't want these thirty shares. ”

Zhao Guangyuan had no choice but to respond. "Then I'll take the account book back today, let the account room do the accounts again, and then show it to the royal brother and Shuo'er."

King Lu breathed a sigh of relief, "No hurry, no hurry." Your imperial sister-in-law has a bit of his father's true inheritance, and she is quite capable in running a housework, and her brother is not short of silver. ”

Looking at Zhao Guangyuan, Zhengse said: "If the seventh brother doesn't get his hands on the money, you can come to find your brother, and my brother will do his best to help you." ”

The brothers stared at each other, their eyes full of meaning. After two breaths, Zhao Guangyuan smiled shallowly at King Lu and nodded.

King Lu also smiled.

After the two finished talking, they went to the garden to look for some children.

"It's not too cold, it's icy and snowy, so I have to go outside to build a snowman and have a snowball fight." King Lu shook his head and smiled.

"Shuo'er is an active person, if it weren't for Changyu's daytime study, I would like to live in your house for a long time. It's hard to have a long holiday, and he plays crazy with his two brothers. ”

When the two of them arrived in the open area of the garden, the three children and their respective little servants were really in a mess.

Seeing their father coming to look for them, the three children came running out of breath.

King Lu was disgusted at the little son who hugged his thigh, and when he looked up, he saw that the seventh brother was patting the snowflakes that fell on Changyu's body with doting eyes, and King Lu was stunned.

This nephew, who doesn't want the seventh brother to treat the princess, is a little sincere.

Withdrawing his gaze, he said to his eldest son Ping Ye: "Take your younger brother and elder brother to drink a bowl of ginger soup, and Changyu will go with you to Uncle Wang's house." ”

Xiao Shizi answered, pulling his brother and brother to run away.

King Lu and Zhao Guangyuan followed the three children slowly, their eyes followed, "Changyu, that child is sensible and knowledgeable, and I don't know how the family raised it, I look better than Pingye and the average size child in Beijing." ”

Zhao Guangyuan looked at his son's back with a gentle gaze.

King Lu glanced at him, "If you really like this child, it doesn't hurt to succeed him, but I'm afraid this title can't be passed on to him." "Even if Chang Yu changes his surname, their father will not agree.

"I see that the child is also close to you, when I look at you, my eyes are full of admiration, if you cultivate him carefully, he will repay his kindness, and you and your younger siblings will also rely on you in the future."

Zhao Guangyuan nodded and did not speak.

After a while, he came out after drinking the ginger soup and said goodbye to King Lu. The father and son had only walked a few steps, and King Lu suddenly remembered something, "Seventh brother," called Zhao Guangyuan, and it happened that Xiao Pingshuo was reluctant to call for a long time.

Zhao Guangyuan's father and son turned their heads together, and the doubts on their faces were exactly the same.

King Lu was so shocked that his mouth was half open, and he forgot why he stopped Zhao Guangyuan.

Could it be that who raised this and looks like whom? This action and this demeanor are carved in a mold.

"Brother Huang?" "Pingshuo?"

King Lu's eyes looked back and forth on the faces of Zhao Guangyuan's father and son, and the more he looked at it, the more his heart fluttered.

How can it be so similar.

In fact, they don't look very similar, but Chang Yu's child looks like a little like the seventh brother and sister. Nephew Xiao Gu, this is also normal, but Chang Yu's action and demeanor, just the moment when the two of them turned back together, King Lu felt that they looked alike again.

Eyebrows? Nose? Mandible?

King Lu felt that he might have seen it wrong.

"What does the imperial brother command?" Zhao Guangyuan asked him.

King Lu hurriedly came back to his senses, "For my brother, I think that you opened the mansion in the first year of this year, and I am afraid that there is no old practice to follow in the exchange of favors, if there is something undecided, you can come to find your brother." ”

"Brother Xie Huang." After thanking him, Zhao Guangyuan left with his son.

King Lu kept watching the two of them walk away, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the figures of the two of them were similar. But I thought my thoughts were funny.

Princess Lu saw that King Lu did not belong to him, and asked him what was wrong.

King Lu asked her, "Do you think Chang Yu looks quite like the seventh brother?" ”

Princess Lu thought about it and shook her head, "It's not like that." Chang Yu is like his aunt. He smiled again: "Could it be that if you raise it like it, you can still let Changyu inherit the Yue Wangfu?" ”

No matter how much you like that child, you can't do some unrealistic ideas, not only the emperor, but also the clan relatives will not agree to let a son with a foreign surname inherit the prince of the Zhao family.

The clan relatives of the Zhao family are not male heirs, and they are dead.

King Lu shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much. Chang Yu's child was almost ten years old, and he hadn't heard that the seventh brother was involved with any woman in the capital, and he didn't know the seventh brother and sister at that time.