Luo Zhen had already opened the bank, and her over twenty thousand taels of private money were gradually lent out, in exchange for many property and land deeds.
Although it currently seemed to be a losing business, once stabilized, it would yield a great return.
Moreover, the property and land deeds were really cheap now, with an acre of land only exchangeable for a dou of rice, roughly over ten pounds.
And the relief funds from the Imperial Court were about to be distributed, once the refugee's immediate food problem was temporarily solved, they would find a way to redeem their deeds.
The bank could then earn a piece of the interest; it was a sure-fire deal.
It seemed Gao Zheng and others had sniffed out the business opportunity.
"Alright, consider you invested." Chen Mo reclaimed the treasures he was about to distribute to them.
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Night.
The crescent moon hung high in the sky, its light was somewhat dim and not too bright.
