"Miao Yun, tell me!"
The Emperor couldn't pay the debt, so the Emperor didn't want to talk to Xu Da, this silly fellow.
He turned his gaze to Xu Miaoyun. Xu Miaoyun thought for a moment and told him about Chen Shu's repayment plan.
"Chen Shu gave my father two options. One was to go bankrupt and take away all his assets!”
"The second is to sell his body to repay the loan. His father works for him, and he guides his father to earn money. Then, most of the money earned will be used to pay back the loan!”
Xu Miaoyun told the Emperor about the matter of penicillin. Only then did the Emperor truly understand why Xu Da wanted to sell his life to promote it.
So, this guy had already sold himself.
The dignified Duke of Wei was actually working as a salesman for a merchant. Old Zhu was furious when he thought of this.
"Xu Da, are you still the Great General of my Great Ming?”
Old Zhu looked disappointed.
"The Great General also has to pay back the money, but I can't afford it!”
"Moreover, Chen Shu said that we earned this through hard work. It's the most glorious thing not to be greedy or rob!”
"You…"
"Are you mocking me for being a deadbeat?”
"I wouldn't dare!"
Xu Miaoyun and Zhu Biao couldn't help but laugh when they saw the Emperor and Duke of Wei quarreling like children.
"Emperor, although my father is the Duke of Wei, he really can't afford to pay back the money!”
"Although he helped Chen Shu earn money, the promotion of penicillin can also benefit the country and the people!”
"Chen Shu told Miao Yun that the reason why the starting price of the penicillin was very high was because the cost could not be recovered!”
"As time passes, this price will definitely drop!”
"When the time comes, even the commoners will be able to afford this divine medicine!”
Xu Miaoyun couldn't help but speak up for her father. The Emperor fell into deep thought.
He wasn't really angry with Xu Da. After Xu Miaoyun's reminder, he understood the significance of penicillin to Da Ming.
Not to mention anything else, on the battlefield of the Great Ming Dynasty, the rate of soldiers and generals dying was a headache for every ruler.
Autumn and winter were still fine, but in spring and summer, countless wounded soldiers died in the barracks instead of the battlefield due to infection of their wounds.
Even if you were a prince, a famous general, or a duke, you would still die if your wound got infected.
In the face of this matter, there was no other way but to resist.
However, Chen Shu's penicillin could change this situation.
It had to be said that after Chen Shu appeared again, his performance was still worthy of the name that the emperor had called him back then.
Xu Miaoyun continued,"
"Moreover, although Chen Shu took most of the profits, this repayment plan is still fair!”
"Miao Yun has calculated that one serving of penicillin can earn you a hundred silver taels!”
"Mister will get eighty taels and we will get twenty taels!”
"Twenty taels of silver. Mister will take 80% as the principal and interest for the repayment!”
"This is equivalent to a total of sixteen taels of silver. Father owes Mister about 240,000 taels of silver!”
"The Duke of Wei's Estate only needs to sell 15,000 portions of penicillin to pay off the debt!”
"Furthermore, in the process of repaying the debt, the Duke of Wei's estate received four taels of silver each, which is equivalent to sixty thousand taels of silver!”
"If the Duke of Wei doesn't want these four taels of silver and uses them all to pay off our debts, we only need to sell 12,000 portions of penicillin…"
"Puff!"
Xu Miaoyun calculated Xu Da's debt. The Emperor, Crown Prince, and Xu Da were all dumbfounded.
"60,000 taels…"
Xu Da's voice trembled. Although he was the Duke of Wei, he had never seen so much silver.
According to Xu Da's annual salary, which was equivalent to 2,500 taels of silver, Xu Da needed to be the Duke of Wei for more than 20 years to earn this amount of silver.
"Daughter, from your calculations, why do I feel that being a deadbeat is more profitable than being the Duke of Wei?”
Xu Da blurted out and almost angered Old Zhu to death.
Xu Da, are you indirectly calling me stingy?
Definitely. Xu Da, you're dead meat.
Originally, if Zhu Biao had not sent back the message, Old Zhu would not have thought too much about Chen Shu calling him stingy.
But now, it was a slap in the face!
It turned out that working for Chen Shu was better than working for him, the emperor!
"Imperial Father, Duke Wei is of course better than being a deadbeat!”
Xu Miaoyun winked, reminding Xu Da that he had said the wrong thing.
Xu Da hurriedly knelt down.
"I spoke without thinking, please forgive me, Your Majesty!”
It would have been better if he didn't kneel, but Old Zhu felt even worse if he did.
It was as if the label of stingy emperor had already been placed on his head.
Old Zhu couldn't be blamed for being upset. The profits that Chen Shu gave Xu Da were indeed enviable.
Not only was he jealous of Xu Da's money, but Old Zhu was even more jealous of Chen Shu's money.
15,000 portions of penicillin was 1,500,000 taels of silver. Xu Da got 60,000 taels of silver, and the rest was Chen's.
Chen Shu's ability to earn money was even more excessive than him, the emperor.
Mr. Zhu did not doubt that he could sell the 15,000 portions of penicillin. It was very simple. Even if he knew that the profits would be huge, Mr. Zhu still wanted to buy a batch of penicillin.
The military's needs were simply too great.
Spending more money could reduce the number of deaths of the soldiers of Ming Dynasty. Among these people, many of them were young people with the potential to become the second generation God of War. Their value could not be measured by money.
Even if it wasn't the military, according to Xu Miaoyun's introduction, penicillin had a certain effect on colds.
There was also a huge market involved!
15,000 copies seemed to be able to sell.
Just by selling medicine, Chen Shu seemed to be able to surpass Shen Wansan and become the richest man in the world?
Old Zhu was both envious and jealous. With such good conditions, he even wanted to replace Xu Da as the agent of penicillin.
"No, it seems like I can really become an agent!”
"Why can Xu Da be a deadbeat and I can't?”
"Later, I will also ask Chen Shu to prepare a repayment plan for me…"
This thought suddenly flashed across Old Zhu's mind. He could no longer suppress this crazy thought.
Of course, he had to use Zhu Da's identity to look for Chen Shu. If Chen Shu knew that he was the emperor, he could not afford to lose face.
With a plan in mind, the Emperor began to plan his own.
Seeing that Xu Da was kneeling on the ground and unable to get high, he snorted coldly.
"Alright, I won't blame you!"
When Xu Da heard this, he quickly stood up.
"Although I have tested the effect of this penicillin, I still need to experiment more!”
"Miao Yun, you're helping that kid make his penicillin, aren't you?”
"Later, bring me a hundred portions and I'll give you money!”
"I wouldn't dare. If the emperor wants it, Miao Yun will give it to the emperor!”
Xu Miaoyun naturally wouldn't take the emperor's money, so she quickly knelt down.
"Alright, Zhen will remember this favor!"
"You can leave!"
The Emperor nodded. After receiving Xu Miaoyun's gift, the father and daughter of the Xu family received the imperial edict and left.
"What are you laughing at? Are you laughing again?"
After the outsiders left, the Emperor turned around to deal with his son.
"Zhen has tolerated you for a long time!"
Old Zhu saw Zhu Biao trying to hold back his laughter from the corner of his eye. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up his weapon and was about to beat Zhu Biao up.
Zhu Biao got up and was about to run.
"Come back!"
The Emperor was furious at his son and shouted,"
"Keep an eye on Chen Shu and think of a way to get close to him!”
Zhu Biao bowed.
"Yes, Imperial Father!"
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