After swapping bodies with the princess, this prince slaughtered his way through the court and becam

Immediately afterwards, a madam dressed in purple rushed downstairs.

"Oh dear, Young Master Ren is here!"

The madam was dressed in a tight-fitting purple embroidered dress. She looked to be no more than thirty years old, still quite attractive, and her chest swayed as she walked.

Didn't they say that this young master has already started studying for the imperial examinations?

Why are you at a brothel again?

Although the madam was nervous, she still put on a welcoming demeanor.

Those in their line of work can't possibly turn away customers.

What's more, this guy is a playboy who dares to directly demolish a brothel.

The madam casually grabbed Ren Jingxing's arm and pulled it close to her chest.

Ren Jingxing pulled his arm away and waved his hand:

"I'm not here to cause trouble, I'm here to find someone."

I'm looking for Huaiyu. Which room is he in?

The madam quickly gave one of her maids a wink.

"Are you looking for Young Master Chu? He had so much fun last night, I've forgotten where he is. I'll have to have someone look for him for you!"

In fact, the madam knew exactly where each of the playboys spent the night.

But who could blame him when Ren Jingxing was such a reckless man?

The madam was terrified that Ren Jingxing had gone mad and come looking for trouble.

If the two of them get into a fight and she ends up being blamed, then things could get complicated.

That's why she sent her maid to Chu Huaiyu's room beforehand.

First, wake up Chu Huaiyu and have her come to find Ren Jingxing.

If the two of them start fighting, it has nothing to do with them.

After a moment, a handsome young man dressed in white, waving a fan, came down from upstairs.

His clothes were disheveled, his face weary, and he yawned as he asked:

"Boss, what brings you here?"

"Huaiyu, wake the others up, it's urgent!"

Ren Jingxing was quite authoritative among his underlings.

At his command, everyone quickly got up from their comfortable seclusion.

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's go to a restaurant and find a private room."

A moment later, the group of playboys, who had worked hard all night, wolfed down their food to replenish their energy.

Ren Jingxing tapped the table and then asked:

"I have a lucrative business opportunity; are you interested?"

"Buying or selling?"

The group of playboys were stunned:

"Boss, weren't you studying for the imperial examinations? Why are you thinking about going into business now?"

Ren Jingxing waved his hand:

"Don't worry, it won't interfere with either of them."

I have a business opportunity right now. We just need to pool our money to buy a bitter salt mine at a low price.

Then we'll hire people to boil the salt out of the salt mine and purify it into refined salt.

Then they sell the refined salt to salt merchants at a high price, making a sure profit!

The group of spoiled brats were stunned for a moment, then their eyes gleamed.

Yes, refining bitter salt into refined salt and then selling it to salt dealers is a big business!

Why didn't any other businessmen think of this? Boss is a genius!

In fact, Ren Jingxing's statement is full of loopholes.

First and foremost, it wasn't clearly explained whether bitter salt could be refined into refined salt.

Furthermore, it's unclear whether the refined salt sold will cover the cost of buying the mine and the wages of the employees.

But most of these spoiled brats were good-for-nothings, and they also had a blind trust in Ren Jingxing.

"Let's do it!"

"I'm investing in this project!"

The playboys immediately took off all the silver, banknotes, and other valuables they were carrying and handed them over to Ren Jingxing.

As the illegitimate or second sons of various marquis and earl families, their daily allowances already amounted to a considerable sum.

Ren Jingxing glanced at the silver in his hand and estimated that it totaled five hundred taels!

Five hundred taels would be more than enough to mine bitter salt behind his own bank.

At this moment, Chu Huaiyu couldn't help but ask:

"Boss, where is that bitter salt mine you want to buy? Can you buy it with this little money?"

Ren Jingxing put the silver into his pocket, then said nonchalantly:

"Don't worry, it's not far, just around Xuanwei Manor."

After Ren Jingxing finished speaking, the group of playboys at the table fell silent.

"Xuanwei Manor, what a familiar place."

"Boss... isn't that your family's estate?"

"yes."

Ren Jingxing answered as a matter of course.

The group of playboys fell silent again; they regretted their decision and wanted their money back.

"Don't worry, you'll get your share of the profits!"

In fact, Ren Jingxing could start mining directly without these people's money.

However, the issues involved in this salt mine are not just about making money.

Firstly, and for the simplest reason, he wanted to speed up the mining process, because once salt and iron were taken over by the government, he would have no chance.

Another reason was that he also wanted to help his underlings.

His younger brothers were all born out of wedlock or were his second sons.

When they come of age, if they are well-off, they may be able to take up an official position in the capital.

Those with bad luck might end up as lowly merchants.

In addition, Ren Jingxing also harbored a crucial idea.

In the future, salt and iron will inevitably be taken over by the government.

By accepting money from these纨绔 (playboys), he can help tie the nobles behind them to his own cause.

"Boss, you're not kidding us, are you?"

"Hey, why would I lie to you? Come on, come all around, I'll teach you something even more fun."

This game is called Russian Roulette, you can play it again tonight...

After finishing their meal at the restaurant, the group of playboys returned to the brothel with excited expressions.

Ren Jingxing then rode his horse to Xuanwei Manor in the suburbs of the capital.

Xuanwei Manor was built on the south side of a small hill, where the Pu Salt Mine was located.

This is a gift from the founding emperor to the first Marquis of Xuanwei.

The people living there were all former subordinates of Marquis Xuanwei and their families.

Later, during the process of hereditary succession, Marquis Xuanwei gradually withdrew from the army.

The people in the village gradually became the people from the surrounding areas who sought refuge there.

However, a significant portion of them are descendants of former veterans, holding positions such as village head in the village.

Some soldiers and officers who had no relatives or friends also joined the Marquis of Xuanwei after leaving the army.

Ren Jingxing rode his horse to the villa.

Upon seeing this, the ragged old people in the mountain village all rushed over with smiles on their faces:

"Young Master, what brings you here?"

The farmers in these villages were located in the outskirts of Beijing and were completely unaware that Ren Jingxing had reformed ten days ago.

In their eyes, Ren Jingxing was still that lawless, spoiled young master.

Ren Jingxing waved his hand:

"Go and fetch the person in charge of the estate; I want to discuss a business deal!"

"Discuss a business deal?" The old man's expression changed.

Is this spoiled young master planning to sell the estate?

He quickly called out to a child beside him:

"Doggy, go call your Sister Xiaomin!"

"Okay!"

The little brat quickly ran deeper into the village.

Sister Xiaomin? Is the person in charge of the village a woman now?

A moment later, a woman with a wheatish complexion jogged over from behind the dog.

The girl's lower leg, partially exposed beneath her skirt, was straight, long, and well-proportioned, with clearly defined ankle bones.

The upper body has straight shoulders and back, and a leather belt is tied around the waist.

His face is handsome with delicate features, and his eyebrows are slightly raised when he looks up.

He exuded a sense of power ready to be unleashed, like a nimble cheetah.

This woman must be from a military family.

"This humble one, Shen Shumin, greets the young marquis."

The tanned beauty bowed with her hands clasped and her waist bent, performing the greeting with utmost care.

"Are you the one in charge of the estate now?"

"Indeed, I wonder what kind of business the young marquis intends to do with the estate?"

Shen Shumin's expression was solemn, with a hint of doubt.

She simply didn't believe Ren Jingxing!