Chapter 16 Big business like a banknote printing machine

Although there are such and such factors, it also proves that the wealth of the Liang family does not seem to be enough to meet the rebel capital expected by Liang Pengfei. Therefore, Liang Pengfei is considering how to make the business of the old Liang family bigger and stronger.

As a result, the next morning, Liang Pengfei, who still couldn't get a clue, finally couldn't stand it. He lay down and fell asleep. When he woke up, he saw his mother sitting on the edge of the bed and thorn for himself, while his father sat at the desk next to him, looking at some of the things he scribbled last night. .

"I finally woke up. I heard from Tiezhu that you didn't seem to sleep all night last night. What's wrong?" When Ye saw Liang Pengfei open his eyes, he quickly asked the maid to bring hot water. He personally twisted the towel and handed it to Liang Pengfei, and asked with concern.

"Oh, my son was so full last night that he couldn't sleep, so he got up and thought about something." Liang Pengfei naturally took the towel and wiped his face, and woke up a lot.

"What can you think about in the middle of the night?" Ye took the towel and threw it into the copper basin, reached out and gently patted Liang Pengfei on the forehead, and said with a little an anguity.

"My son is really thinking about things and our family's business." Liang Pengfei was slapped with a smile. He got up and walked to the round table and sat down. He picked up the tea and rinsed his mouth.

"Oh, what did you come up with?" Liang Yuanxia couldn't help but be happy. This stupid boy didn't fool people like you.

"My son was thinking about it all night last night. In this era, um, I mean what kind of business I can do in this year and make more money." Liang Pengfei picked up the bird's nest porridge handed over by his mother.

Liang Yuanxia smiled and said, "With you, it's not your turn to make money." It seems that the son has really grown up and knows that he is thinking about his family, and the smile on Liang Yuanxia's face has added a little more. He reached into his arms and took out a cigar. After noming it, he took a beautiful sip, and the fragrant smell of the cigar filled the room.

Liang Pengfei just picked up a bowl of bird's nest porridge and smelled the smell of smoke. He couldn't help swallowing the saliva quietly. Looking at the extinguished cigarette butt, Liang Pengfei couldn't help flashing in his mind and stood up excitedly: "I'm rich!"

Official Liang was shocked by Liang Pengfei's behavior, and the cigar in his hand almost fell on the silk robe. Ye Shi next to him looked at his son in surprise and didn't realize why his son was so excited for a long time.

Liang Pengfei stretched out his hand and grabbed the cigar in Liang's hand and stared at this thing. Master Liang was like Grandet's drilling into Solomon's treasure, and the golden light in his eyes was more dazzling than the torch in his hand. Dad, my son has come up with a way. It's definitely a big business.

Liang Daguan was stunned for a long time before he carefully asked, "Son, what's your big business? Sit down and let's talk slowly." Isn't this boy suddenly crazy because of his head injury and overwork in the past two days?

Ye stretched out his finger and poked Liang Yuanxia. Liang Yuanxia could only give her a slightly calm look.

"Dad, my son thinks that the big business is related to this thing, which will definitely make our family a big deal." Liang Pengfei took a deep sip of the cigar. It was cool. In Liang Pengfei's memory, the fastest trade to make money in the previous life, in addition to arms, was drugs.

In addition to these two items, it is tobacco, a quasi-drug, that makes Liang Pengfei feel that the risk coefficient is small and can also collect a large amount of wealth. Because drugs and arms are traded in the black market, while tobacco can circulate in the sun. In fact, tobacco is also a drug. Don't you see that smoking is harmful to health on the magnificent cigarette box. There is no health organization in the world that dares to say that smoking prolongs life, increases intellectual development, and improves people's health. On the contrary, it is the root cause of countless diseases. However, the benefits generated by tobacco made Liang Pengfei salivate.

Because the profit of this industry is so rich that it is unimaginable, let you spread the wings of rich imagination to have a reverie. The cigarette puffed out by the modern high-speed cigarette machine is sold for more than 1,000 yuan. How many materials can it use and how much can it cost? Even drugs can't be bought at this price. Since Britain discovered that tobacco, an emerging business star, could bring a steady stream of tax revenue in the 17th century, tobacco has become the most heavily taxed consumer goods in most countries in the world. This makes Liang Pengfei, who has the common sense of economics, have to sigh that this thing is almost no different from the money printing machine!

The crooked and limitless Liang Pengfei took another sip, and proudly spit out a cigarette circle, with a silver smile, as if he had sat on the top of the golden mountain and the silver mountain.

"How does it taste?" Liang Daguan sat on a round stool with a black face, reached out and took off a shoe. It seemed that he had the intention of taking the soles of the shoes to smoke this unfilial son who dared to rob his father's cigar.

Master Liang was really dumbfounded. He was so excited that he was busy crooked and grabbed the cigar in the old man's mouth. Unexpectedly, he was used to talking in his mouth. Dad, my son was just thinking about business.

"Oh, business? Your father, I also have something to ask you. Two cigars were missing that day. Who took them? Liang's official narrowed his eyes and grinned, "I really thought there was a mouse on the boat, but I could take two of them from the box under my bed. It's not a mouse, it's your boy."

At this time, Ye sat down with a smile and looked at the father and son, as if this kind of thing often happened and he was used to it.

"...Dad, mother, son suddenly remembered a big thing before he could do it, so he went and came." Liang Pengfei stuffed the smoky cigar into Liang Yuanxia's hand and rushed out of the door in an instant like a gust of wind. The thunderous Mr. Liang almost let the cigar head burn the white and tender palms.

"You little son of a bitch! ..." The angry voice rolled out of the room and swept the whole courtyard like a storm. Seeing the young master slip out of the room like a rabbit with a gun in his buttock, he was so scared that the servants in the yard quickly disappeared in all corners, so as not to become scapegoats. Even Monk Chen usually looked at it. The simple and honest man actually knew that he had quietly hid his body behind the door.

Only Ye's low laughter lingered around the room.

"Madam, this stinky boy is so unruly that you can laugh!" Liang Daguan patted the table with great popularity.

"All right, all right, don't get angry with my concubine. You are the head of the family now. It's not good to be angry." Ye pushed the tea bowl to Liang Yuanxia, and the smile on her face did not diminish. Besides, it's just to take your two or something. You don't have to be so angry with your son. Look at the one who scares your son. I'm afraid you don't know where he's going. Master, you have also told my concubine before that in those years, you were much more naughty than our Peng'er..."

"...It's different. When did I grab my father's big cigarette bag?!" Liang's official, who was exposed, complained angrily, but under Ye's peaceful means, his anger was extinguished.

"Da Zhuang, go and call the young master back and say that the master is angry. If he doesn't come back and eat this breakfast, the lady will be angry." Ye's voice came to the outside of the room. Monk Chen wiped the sweat on his forehead, answered, and quickly went to the young master.

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"Open a tobacco factory? I said, son, you're not serious, are you? Liang Yuanxia put the cigar that almost burned his hand next to him, sipping tea, and his squinting eyes were shrewd and sophisticated. Ye sat next to him and watched the two men talking seriously in front of him.

"Dad, son is serious. Dad, think about it. Do you think that big cigarette bag is more convenient than this cigar?" With his mother by his side, Liang Pengfei's uneasy heart finally put down most of it. It seems that he will have to flatter his mother in the future.

"Of course it's convenient. If you want to smoke, you can smoke. If you don't want to smoke, you can hit the soles of the shoes." The official Liang took it for granted that Liang Pengfei didn't gasp for a long time.

When Liang Yuanxia saw Liang Pengfei's expression, she couldn't help but be secretly happy. He deliberately teased his son. Who let the boy stare at the cigars he had collected. Of course, looking at the heat, he slowly continued, "However, this cigar also has its benefits. First of all, it tastes better than our dry smoke. Second, this one is enough to smoke for a long time, and it doesn't take much fire."

"Dad, you are really my own father." Liang Pengfei gave Liang's official a thumbs-up in his heart, helpless...

"What do you mean, Dad?" Liang Pengfei came close with a smiling face.

Liang Yuanxia rolled her eyes at him: "You have to think about it. I don't know how many years people have smoked this dry smoke. Will they be willing to smoke the cigarette you mentioned?"

When Ye was about to speak, he asked Liang Yuanxia to reach out a hand from under the table and touch it. He had to stop what he was about to say, and their father and son answered.

"Dad, my son knows that no one will believe empty words. However, there are some things that have to be done. If you do it, you will know whether it is right or wrong. Besides, my son is not aimless. Yesterday, on the way, pedestrians on the road, young and old, and even many women are talking about a big cigarette bag. What does this mean? The consumption of Ming tobacco is quite amazing..." Liang Pengfei's unexpected tongue that he trained as a salesman of a Southern Industrial Company in his previous life finally fooled Liang's officials and Ye Shi.

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PS: I forgot what day of the week today. I didn't know that yesterday was a small cold solar term. I failed, and I was confused. Humming as usual: ask for tickets, recommend tickets.

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