Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 282 Kunlun Slave

Jiang Shangxian didn't understand the affairs of the officialdom. The rules of the Tang Dynasty officialdom were complicated, and she was worried that this would cause trouble for Cui Bianxu.

Economy is important, but political status is more important. If you only have economy but no political status, you will just become someone else's money bag, and others can take as much as they want from you.

Cui Bianxu had never expected that she would actually think of this, and secretly wondered if the people in the Censorate had become so notorious?

"It's okay. As an official in the court, it would be strange if no one complained."

Xiao Cui spoke of this as if it were a trivial matter: "If they want to impeach me, then I'll just file a petition in defense when the time comes."

Just kidding, if someone has been an official for several years and has never been impeached, it can only mean one thing - he is too transparent, and the Censorate can't even remember you when they are compiling performance reports.

How useless that would be!

The Censorate is either impeaching this person or that person all year round, and most of them are trivial matters. Your Majesty will at most reprimand them and at most fine them a little.

Whose wife doesn't have private property? Why can't his wife open a small restaurant?

Thinking of this, Cui Bianxu became more straightforward: "Do whatever you want. There are so many people in the mansion, just let them do any hard work. I will have someone look for a shop in the next few days, and then put it directly into your dowry."

He said it too casually. Jiang Shangxian thought about his plan and felt a little guilty: "I'll just open one restaurant. I won't go there often. I'll just study the dishes at home."

Well, it wasn’t a lie. She planned to open a restaurant and then let others join. She would collect the franchise fee and provide the ingredient packages.

As for the store, she has already thought about it, and she wants to open one similar to the one in Shaxian.

She had never even thought about opening a chain store. Only a fool would open so many stores on his own!

Let's not talk about management for now. Do we need people to select locations? If someone is needed to select locations in each region, do we need regional managers? Does each store need a store manager? And then there's the renovations that have to happen when the stores open. Oh, there's so much to worry about.

Not to mention the worry, what if you lose money?

It is better to do a simple version of franchising, just collect the franchise fee and put the money in your own pocket first. As for whether the franchisee makes money or loses money, sorry, it is none of her business.

She just needs to ensure that her store looks hot, has good business, is profitable, and can continue to attract franchisees.

Shaxian is just the right place, with low investment and low average customer spending. The fact that they've been able to open stores all over China, and even overseas, shows that their tastes appeal to the general public. If they could also create a cheaper wine...

The price of wine in the Tang Dynasty was still quite high. Currently, the price of wine on the market is about 300 wen per dou, which is about 12 jin, equivalent to about 2,500 yuan in modern times.

If she wants to make a cheap wine, she has to use her brain. If the price can be lowered by adding up the cost of raw materials, labor and transportation, then this wine might become Shaxian's signature product and be supplied to franchisees in a unified manner.

This is the other way that the unscrupulous businessman Xiao Jiang thought of to make money besides the franchise fee.

Of course, in ancient times with backward infrastructure, these costs could be added up to sell at low prices in other cities. Jiang Shangxian felt that the probability was not high...

This task is really stupid. Why open a restaurant?

If she just wanted to open a restaurant, she wouldn't have to think about how to make wine.

She was just letting her thoughts wander when Cui Bianxu suddenly stopped and said, "We're here."

Jiang Shangxian subconsciously slammed on the brakes, but then he reacted and, relying on his limited martial arts skills, pretended to be unable to stop the car and bumped into it headfirst. His two hands just happened to "accidentally" land on both sides of Xiao Cui's lower back.

The moment he got his hands on the slim waist, all Xiao Jiang could think of was: F*ck!

Thank God, Xie Guangkun, the weather has been really good recently. Xiao Cui was wearing very thin clothes, and the feeling was many times better than last winter. His hard muscles and body temperature penetrated directly into her palms through two layers of clothes.

"Does it hurt?" Cui Bianxu's first reaction was to turn around and look at her, but Jiang Shangxian not only pinched him tightly with his two chubby hands, but also pressed his face against his back, causing his face to turn red.

"Nian, Nian slave..."

Cui Bianxu stumbled as he spoke. He raised his hands and pressed them on her wrists, wanting to remove the two hands that were secretly rubbing against her waist, but he was afraid of hurting her. For a moment, he felt like a crab being cooked in a hot pot: "Hurry, hurry up and let me take a look..."

He actually meant that many people were looking this way...

Jiang Shangxian caught a glimpse of someone looking over here, and sighed with a slight regret. He finally touched his abdominal muscles before withdrawing his hand, stroking his forehead and frowning slightly: "Hiss..."

"Did you hit your head? Let me see it quickly." Cui Bianxu, whose face was still red, saw her like this and thought that she really hit herself, so he bent down to take a look.

The cunning Xiao Jiang immediately complained: "Your back is too hard. Did your forehead turn red from the knock?"

Cui Bianxu felt as if he had been taken advantage of. He looked at her forehead, which was still white, smooth and without any marks. He pursed his lips and finally decided to go along with her and said, "It's a little red. I'll go back and apply some cold water to it later."

"Never mind, it's just a little red, I'm afraid it will disappear in a while."

Jiang Shangxian rubbed his hands with a feeling of unfulfilled desire and looked towards the place in front of him: "Is this it?"

It's a bit inconspicuous. Compared with the bustling and lively East and West Cities, this place can be said to be quiet and depressed.

Cui Bianxu walked in side by side with her. It was also his first time in such a place. Jiang Shangxian thought he would see many wooden cages, just like the cages that held the Kunlun slaves in the West Market, but that was not the case.

The word Kunlun means black, and Kunlun slaves are black slaves, most of whom came from the South Pacific islands, and it was the Arabs who trafficked them from thousands of miles away.

In a sense, Arabs are very reliable. Which good person would do something like physical castration before selling the "goods" in order to monopolize the industrial chain?

Fortunately, they are so cruel, otherwise half of the Chinese people in the future would be black.

Since the people being trafficked here are all local people, the biggest characteristic of the local people is that they have completely accepted the slavery system, and most of the people who become slaves are very honest.

Therefore, sellers still give some preferential treatment to local people, for example, they do not need to spend extra money to build wooden cages.

There are rows of houses here. Outside the house stands a wooden stick with strips of cloth of different colors hanging on it. Under the stick sits a person, staring at everyone who passes by with lazy eyes.