Chapter 117 Negotiation

"Come on, the food is served!" He Zhaoren shouted behind the screen.

One by one, the maids, with exquisite plates, began to be served.

After a while, the whole table was filled.

"You're welcome, Mr. Zhang. Please take your time." He Zhaoren said, picking up a big ball, "This is our famous dish in Yangzhou, crab powder and lion's head. Try it."

With that, he put it in front of Zhang Yang.

The skin is tender and fragrant, with the umami of crab. Yes, it's quite authentic.

He Zhaoren poured a glass of wine and handed it to Zhang Yang: "Today we sit here, drinking while enjoying the beautiful scenery around us. It's really fast!"

"Brother, do you want to make a lyric again?" He Zhaoyi raised her head and asked.

"Huh? So Mr. Zhang still has this elegance? Zhang Yang is more interested in this.

"Where, where, don't listen to Sister She's nonsense. I'm just occasionally drunk and talking nonsense." He Zhaoren said.

Influenced by the Four Books and Five Classics since childhood, intelligent salt merchants will invite some famous Confucians to be gentlemen for their next generation. Each of the poems and songs has its own strengths.

He Zhaoren also didn't take care of the business because he sometimes spent too much time on it. Since then, he has been regretting it.

It is not convenient for Zhang Yang to ask more about this kind of family affairs.

The wine is beautiful, and there is also a Miss He who pretends to be a daughter in front of him. Zhang Yang is also in a good mood. He picked up his glass and drank it all at once.

After three rounds of wine.

"I heard from Sister She that Mr. Zhang has a way to replace sea salt with refined salt?" He Zhaoren asked.

Finally, when it came to the point, Zhang Yang casually chewed the dishes in his mouth and said slowly, "Yes, I know a small island that produces refined salt and replaces coarse salt with refined salt. It takes ten taels of silver per load.

"If the quantity is large, can I get a discount?" He Zhaoren asked.

"Large quantity? How much is it?" Zhang Yang still asked lukewarmly, as if he was not ** by this place.

"For example, five thousand stone salts?"

"Cough, cough." Zhang Yang coughed a few times, 5,000 stones of salt, that is, 50,000 taels of silver. This transaction is indeed not small, but can you digest it by yourself?

Besides, even if you have such a large production capacity, what will be the result of putting these 5,000 stones of refined salt into the market? The price of refined salt will definitely fall.

No, it's too much. Less. It's less.

"If it's such a large amount, I think it will take at least twenty taels of silver and one stone." Zhang Yang thought for a moment and said.

"Why?" He Zhaoren and He Zhaoyi both opened their eyes wide and looked at Zhang Yang. They didn't believe that he would say such a thing. The large amount should be better. Why is it expensive?

"Ms. Zhang, are you kidding?" He Zhaoren made an excuse for Zhang Yang.

"Yes, Brother Shicheng, don't tease my eldest brother. There is no such reason in the world." He Zhaoyi also echoed the voice.

"I'm not kidding." Zhang Yang said, "That island produces refined salt, but the quantity is limited. Moreover, they are understaffed. If the amount is too large, they have to work overtime to produce, and the natural cost will come up. Twenty taels of silver is just my estimate. When we talk about it, they may ask for thirty taels, or even forty taels.

? At first glance, there seems to be some truth.

He Zhaoren continued to ask, "So according to Mr. Zhang's opinion, how much amount can be ten taels of silver?"

Zhang Yang bowed his head, thought for a long time, and then slowly said, "The group of guys on the island, I guess it's about 500 stones a month at most. No matter how much there are, I'm afraid they won't want to do it."

500 stones? Isn't that too little? Although there are not as many transactions as the second one, there are also thousands of stones of salt every month, which is only enough for a fraction.

But the profit of these 500 stones is much more than that of 500 stones of coarse salt. In this way, you will earn more money.

" OK, that's 500 stones." He Zhaoren said simply.

Well, that's good. This is also a big business person who does things neatly. People who do big things are like this. On the contrary, it costs a half-day price to buy a small dish on the street.

"In the salt warehouse under me, there are still about 100 stones of sea salt. I wonder if it's okay when Mr. Zhang left?"

"No problem," Zhang Yang said the anxious guy, "When you leave in the afternoon, just put it on the boat and I'll take it away. Next time I come, I'll bring you refined salt. My boat is small and can only transport about 100 stones."

Zhang Yang directly took the transportation to himself, so that he can load salt from here to the base, convert it into refined salt, and then transport it back, so as not to have to transfer from the murder port.

"Do you need my help?" He Zhaoren said, "My He family has its own salt boat, a three-story ship, which can transport thousands of stones of salt at a time."

"Forget it, the water on the other side of the island is shallow, and the big boat can't get in." Zhang Yang declined He Zhaoren's kindness: "This round-trip freight is free. Just think it's a gift from you."

"Ha ha, Mr. Zhang is too polite." He Zhaoren also said.

"There is one thing that I have to ask Mr. He for help." Zhang Yang looked up at the excited He Zhaoren and said.

"If there is anything, Mr. Zhang, just say it. In Yangzhou, my He family can still speak." The business has been negotiated. Although it did not meet the original requirements, it was also satisfied.

"This round-trip salt transportation will inevitably be inspected by the salt transportation department's smuggled ship, and our salt is a little..." Zhang Yang's biggest headache is how to avoid the inspection of the salt transportation department. Just like the traffic police in later generations, he abides by the rules and regulations every day. He was not bad once. He drank once and was arrested for driving after drinking. His driving was suspended. Photo.

"So it's an anthremy. It's simple." He Zhaoren said, "He has never checked my He family's salt boat. Later, I'll find you a flag of my He family's salt farm. You hang it on the mast to keep you unimpeded." He Zhaoren said.

"Thank you very much, Mr. He." Zhang Yang said that this is exactly what he wants. If he transports private salt in the future, he can blatantly use the name of the He family. Shixin and others can sell salt in other places, and they can also straighten their waists, but it is a little fox and tiger power.

"Come on, eat vegetables, eat vegetables." After talking for a long time, I didn't realize that the food was cold.

"Brother, Mr. Zhang has come here for a long time. Let him stay in Yangzhou for a few more days. I want him to accompany me to the Slender West Lake." He Zhaoyi said.

"This..." He Zhaoren also wanted to bring refined salt as soon as possible, sell refined salt, and make a lot of money, but this God of Wealth was invited by his sister. If he didn't agree, it didn't make sense.

I was in a dilemma. Zhang Yang said, "Miss He, this salt farm is too busy. I have to contact Mr. He about the refined salt. I'm afraid I can't finish it in three or five days. I'd better go there next time I have a chance to visit!"

"That's right," He Zhaoren also said, "After a while, it will be the Double Ninth Festival. Let Mr. Zhang walk with us to enjoy the chrysanthemums in autumn, okay?"

(If the body permits, there will be a third update today. It has been painful twice during the day, each time for about an hour. When it doesn't hurt, it hurts like normal people. It's really terrible.

I have been drinking medicine and exercising. The doctor said that this kind of little thing will be excreted directly through urination.

Thank you for your support!)