Everyone widened their eyes upon hearing this. My goodness, the carrots actually need to drink a century-old ginseng and fleeceflower soup? No wonder they're so tasty, no wonder you feel so lively after eating them.
Can I have some more?
"What if I ask you to supply them to the palace?" Emperor Xuanjing casually bit into the end of a carrot, not caring about his image at all.
Everyone was stunned by these words. Supplying to the palace? That would make one an Imperial Merchant.
However, Virtuous Concubine Xiao Jin's expression changed. Over the years, the supply of vegetables to the palace had always been handled by the Gong Family. If Yang Ruxin supplied them, wouldn't that cut off the Gong Family's source of income?
The head of the Gong Family, Gong Zhi, was her maternal cousin, and he had been helping her earn silver and manage external ventures for years. The contract to supply vegetables to the palace had been a hard-fought business.
Qi Jingyun's eyes narrowed slightly.
