In order to protect the secret of the glass to the greatest extent, the vicinity of the brick kiln was heavily guarded. Everyone who worked in the kiln was strictly monitored. Jiang Pengji also had a detailed grasp of their family members and the recent flow of money.
Of course, as compensation, all the craftsmen who worked in the kiln could get a generous monthly salary. The old and young in the family could also get easier jobs. Children of the right age had the priority to enter the college to receive education. Under multiple measures, the secret of the glass was well protected. Every firing was extremely confidential. The fired glass had to be registered, and the defective products had to be strictly destroyed.
In order to whet the appetite of the noble ladies of the Northern borderline, the quantity of the previous firing was relatively small. There were no more than a hundred sets scattered.
Now, in order to cheat the Northern borderline of the last sum of money, Jiang Pengji ordered people to fire in large quantities. They worked day and night.
The craftsman of the brick kiln was sweating profusely at the desperate effort. He was afraid that he would receive the wrong order while he was still asleep.
By the time Gu Xin arrived with the caravan, Jiang Pengji had already fired thousands of sets of glassware. Many of them were exquisite glass jewelry. Even though Gu Xin knew that these things were not worth much, when they were placed together, his heart could not take it.
Gu Xin hurriedly asked, "Young master, what are you doing?"
Glass did not cost much, but it could be sold at a sky-high price. It should be sold slowly and strive to maximize the profit.
Once this thing became widespread, it would not be worth much.
Jiang Pengji said to Gu Xin, "Uncle Gu, don't worry. Have you heard about the sudden death of the princess of the Northern borderline, An Yina? Now that the royal family of Dongqing has occupied Chenzhou, Prince Changshou has led the troops to besiege them. The two are in a stalemate. Now that the princess of the Northern borderline has died, I'm worried that the Northern borderline will use this as an excuse to attack Dongqing. Even if they don't fight, in your opinion, will Prince Changshou collude with the Northern borderline? "
Gu Xin could not help but fall into deep thought.
He was a big merchant who did business in the north and south. Naturally, he was well-informed. He knew about the sudden death of the princess of the Northern borderline.
Gu Xin asked, "Young master, do you think that once the war breaks out in the Northern borderline, it will be difficult to do business?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "If the North borderline starts a war with Dongqing, it will definitely involve the entire country. Even if the noble ladies covet and want to buy a 'luxury item' like glass, I reckon they will have to think twice. What's more, there's no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world. I'm just afraid that if they find out about the secret of the glass, Uncle Gu, you'll have to pay for it … "
In the entire North borderline, only Gu Xin's treasure house sold glass. If they found out that glass was worthless, let alone something that belonged to the Heavenly Palace, they would inevitably fly into a rage out of humiliation and implicate Gu Xin. This was not what Jiang Pengji wanted to see.
Gu Xin frowned and probed, "So, Little Boss intends to make one last deal?"
Get rich before the war at the Northern Borderline?
Jiang Pengji did not tell Gu Xin about the horse plague. Apart from her and Wei Ci, no one else would know about it.
If there really was a horse plague, this last deal would probably cause a certain blow to the economy of the Northern Borderline.
The more she earned, the more unlucky the Northern Borderline would be, and the longer it would take for them to completely recover.
These thoughts flashed through her mind.
She nodded and said, "Yes, that's what I'm thinking. However, if all the glass is dumped in the Northern Borderline, we won't be able to consume it in a short time. This is also very risky. So, I want to ask Uncle Gu to sell a portion of it to Zhongzhao and other countries. As for the business at the Northern Borderline … After selling this deal, withdraw as soon as possible … I don't know if this will have any impact on the businesses under Uncle Gu's name … "
The businesses were all managed by Gu Xin. He was the expert. Jiang Pengji, as an outsider, had to listen to the opinions of the experts.
Gu Xin smiled and said, "Little boss, you don't have to be so polite. The business at the Northern Borderline isn't very prosperous, especially in recent years. The money we earn is getting less and less. It's indeed time to change places. It's a good idea to take this opportunity to stop. "
The Northern Borderline was getting more and more malice from Dongqing. Naturally, the businesses of the merchants were getting more and more difficult. If not for Gu Xin's wide connections in the Northern Borderline and the ladies who liked to take care of his business, the treasure house would probably have closed down long ago.
Gu Xin was not the least bit unwilling to blackmail the Northern Borderline and pack up and leave.
He carefully selected a batch of glass. The quality was similar to or slightly better than the glass he had sold previously. There were more than 2,000 sets!
"These are all sold to the Northern Borderline. If we go through the normal sales route, we definitely won't be able to finish them all. If we want to get rid of them quickly, the black market is a good way to dispose of stolen goods … However, I'm afraid the price can't be as high as before. If the other party lowers the price, it has to be at least 50% or more! "
When he said the last sentence, even though Gu Xin was used to seeing big scenes, he still couldn't help but feel his heart ache.
There were more than 2,000 sets of glass. If they were sold slowly according to the previous price, they could earn at least 140 million strings of coins.
What kind of concept was that?
The national treasury of Dongqing in a normal year was only 150 million strings of coins. This was under the situation where there were no disasters in the country. If there were floods, droughts, earthquakes or famine from time to time … Haha, the national treasury's annual revenue would be less than 90 million strings of coins.
Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes and said, "Uncle Gu, you can do it according to your own ideas. It's fine as long as you can get rid of them in the shortest time possible. You can exchange all these glass for silver or sheepskin. I don't care if you earn less."
Without the Northern Borderline, we still have the four factions of Nanman to cheat. The faraway Zhongzhao, Beiyuan, Xichang and even the southern mainland of Dongqing … They are all markets! We don't have to worry about not having a place to earn money. We can only earn more money in the future if we are willing to make a small profit.
Gu Xin couldn't help but smile at Jiang Pengji's words. He felt more confident.
"Young master, please rest assured. Your servant will definitely not disappoint you."
Gu Xin solemnly bowed. In the past, he was grateful for Gu Min's appreciation of him. Now, he was convinced by Jiang Pengji's trust and generosity.
He sighed in his heart. They were indeed mother and daughter.
Jiang Pengji suddenly thought of something and instructed him.
"Uncle Gu, after this business, you don't have to buy any more horses."
Gu Xin was surprised. "Young master, why is that?"
The horse farms in Dongqing were all in Cang Prefecture. They had almost become the Meng's property. The previous generation of the Liu and Meng's were somewhat despicable. It was basically impossible to buy good war horses from them. Even if it was possible, the money spent was not something Jiang Pengji could afford.
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