Jia Cui didn't want to invite him either!
Not only was it troublesome, but he also suffered from spending money.
But he didn't invite him the last time he was conferred a title of nobility, so it wouldn't make sense if he didn't invite him this time.
It was the first time that he had been low-key, and the other party did not say anything.
You didn't even invite me after the second time, so you just can't accept it?
Taotie?
It just so happened that Daiyu and the other girls had not experienced any big scenes.
It was fine to let them learn.
Jia Fu invited the founding bloodline to a banquet. The Ningguo Manor had been busy since seven days ago, preparing for the banquet at night.
Wang Xifeng was the happiest.
In front of them were Jia She, Jia Zheng and Jia Lian.
In the backyard, Madam Xing was too lowly to understand many things, and Madam Wang's relationship with Jia Fu was too bad.
The old lady was getting on in years and could only take charge. If there was anything she didn't understand, she would prepare everything for her.
Wang Xifeng brought the five little girls everywhere. For Wang Xifeng, who liked to manage power, it was her first time hosting such a big event.
Jia Chi, the Prince of Beijing, Jia She, Niu Jizong, and the other eight kingdoms sat together.
Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu were led by Jia Zheng to toast.
Today, not only were the family masters of the various manors here, but their heirs were also here.
Although they usually kept in touch, it was impossible for them to visit every house often, so today was a good time to recognize people.
The backyard naturally wouldn't be like the men in front of them who ate meat and drank wine.
There were actors and actresses, and the madams of the various manors brought their young ladies to chat.
This was also a blind date festival.
He would bring his own young lady to be seen by others. If any of the Furens in the residence were satisfied, they would come over to talk.
A daughter-in-law chosen by herself would naturally be more pleasing to the eye, and this young lady would also be relatively relaxed after passing through the residence.
If both parties felt that it was fine, they could go back and raise their opinions with their husbands. They could then let their sons visit and let their fathers take a look. As long as both parties 'parents had no objections, it would be fine.
After all, those who could come to this event had to be well-off.
Basically, they were all worthy.
The banquet lasted from Youshi to Haishi.
Jia Fou was annoyed to death. Many people came to toast him and get close to him.
They wanted him to make them rich.
There are many ways. I can just work with the emperor. Why would I bring you guys along?
Although accompanying the king was like accompanying a tiger, I could kill this tiger with one punch. Naturally, I didn't want to find a group of kittens to play with me.
Moreover, most of the people present were in the Emperor's little notebook.
If I play with you, I'll have to fish you out. It's too troublesome.
If your family has a good-looking girl or a good sister-in-law, I can help, but your girls are all in the backyard.
Although I know that they're all good-looking, I can't see them.
If I can't see you, I won't be greedy. If I'm not greedy, how can I save you?
The lowest of these people had a title of nobility. That was a few generations. The genes in their families had been selected from generation to generation, so they must be not bad.
The problem was that I didn't know what was so good about it.
So sorry.
Each sweeping the snow before his own door.
Oh right, it's going to snow soon.
As a transmigrator, Jia Kui originally wanted to take out the honeycomb briquettes and heating stoves.
The rich burned charcoal, the middle-class burned firewood, the poor resisted, and the poorer froze to death.
Every year, many people in the Divine Capital would freeze to death.
However, the poor could not afford to use the honeycomb briquettes and heating stoves.
If the rich despised it, it would only save some money for the middle-class families.
Honeycomb briquettes were cheap to make, but the heating stove needed iron.
With the addition of iron and workmanship, it was not cheap.
If he could make it, he could still earn a lot of money. However, it would be troublesome if he had too much money. Forget it, there was no need to cause trouble for himself.
Everyone had their own lives.
He was so kind as to give it away for free.
Besides, if it was free, the emperor would look for him first.
You have merit, nobility, and money, and you still want the hearts of the people?
What do you want to do?
What was the point of thinking about that?
He still had to write a report. No, it was now called a memorial.
After the military exercise, of course, they had to praise Big Brother.
Under big brother's wise leadership, the capital camp under my command is so and so.
Also, it's almost the New Year. Remember to allocate funds.
There's also my seasonal bonus, year-end bonus, and year-end bonus.
As a lackey, he had to dare to speak. Otherwise, there would be no food to eat.
Last summer, he had given the ice making method to the Yongxi Emperor in exchange for the sales rights of the Divine Capital and a 10% share of the profits.
There were many rich people in the Divine Capital.
In the Rong Mansion alone, Xia Tian had spent 3,000 taels on ice cubes.
Last year, he earned more than 1.2 million taels in three months.
The emperor sold it all over the country. Although there were not as many wealthy families as there were in the Divine Capital, there were many places, so there were many sold.
There was definitely seven to eight million.
Ten percent was seven to eight hundred thousand taels.
One had to know that the Great Zhou's annual tax revenue was only over 40 million yuan.
Among them, the salt merchants of Lianghuai contributed tens of millions.
This deal was not much worse than the salt tax.
Yongxi was quite generous, unlike the other foolish emperors who wanted to keep all the money for themselves.
This time, he even took the initiative to give up 10% of the clothing business.
She wondered if he would be so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe when he found out that the clothing business was more profitable than selling ice cubes.
Ice cubes were only for the rich.
But how many men wouldn't like this kind of clothing? Hehehe…
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