I win the lottery in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 130
Chapter 130
Meng Chen had already prepared for Mi Zhu's arrival, not only to poach Liu Bei's corner, but more importantly, to use big merchants like the Mi family to further expand the influence of the Penguin Chamber of Commerce.

In the backyard of the Governor's Mansion in Chang'an City, Mi Zhen was absent-mindedly talking and laughing with Cai Yan, Fu Shou, and Yu'er.

Deep in his heart, he was always guessing about the important matters that his elder brother and Meng Chen were discussing.

In the study room, although Mi Zhu saw Meng Chen for the first time, the two of them were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

In particular, Meng Chen's vision and knowledge gave Mi Zhu a better understanding of the rumored governor of Xiliang.

After rambling for half an hour, when Meng Shan appeared again, he was holding a clay pot in his hand.

Although it is not clear what is inside, Mi Zhu has already guessed Meng Chen's intention.

Mengchen opened the clay pot, revealing a layer of snow-white particles like frost.

"Brother Zizhong thinks, what is this thing?"

Mi Zhu was not in a hurry to answer, but frowned first, this was the first time he had seen such a thing in his life.

I put my nose close and smelled it, and there was no strange smell.

Stretching out his finger and pinching it on the tip of his tongue, Mi Zhu's expression changed drastically!

"Salt! But...how is it possible..." He wanted to speak twice in succession, but couldn't find the right words after all.

In Mi Zhu's cognition world, it is impossible for salt to be so pure and white. Most of today's big men and old Baixin's homes mainly use salt.

Even in today's emperor's palace, Mi Zhu can guarantee that there will be no such snow-white salt!
It's true that Mi Zhu was well-informed, but with such a thing in front of him, he panicked for a while.

Of course, this snow-white salt was not made by Meng Chen, but the leftovers from the seasoning gift bag that he drew at the beginning. Since the quantity is not much, Meng Chen has been saving it all the time.

Meet with Mi Zhu today and take out this thing as a deterrent!
Since the Western Han Dynasty, salt and iron has been a monopoly of the government and has been strictly controlled.

But now that the world is in chaos and the imperial court is too busy to take care of themselves, these things are really turning a blind eye.

And Meng Chen knew that Mi's family, located in Donghai County, had been secretly engaged in the business of selling illegal salt.

As for where the salt comes from, Meng Chen can only guess roughly.

"Brother Zizhong, what do you think of this thing?"

"Top grade, not absolute boutique."

Mi Zhu's evaluation is not low at all, because he knows what edible salt is like at the moment.

No matter in terms of color or taste, the jar of edible salt in Meng Chen's hand is worth a lot!
But then again, does Meng Chen want to sell private salt?

Let's calm down and think about it, if it is in Sanfu, Xiliang or even the Western Regions, there will be no major problems at all. After all, these three places are under the jurisdiction of Mengchen, so what if the emperor knows about it?

Once this fine variety is put on the market, regardless of ordinary people, it is foreseeable that the big families will snap up it, and its profits will inevitably be considerable.

"If the governor wants to sell private salt, there must be some connections."

Ming people don't speak dark words, and Mi Zhu has a rough idea of ​​what Meng Chen wants to do, so he hastily threw out an olive branch.

"Brother Zizhong is a smart man, but what the governor wants is more than just a few counties."

As soon as this remark came out, Mi Zhu frowned. Could it be that he guessed wrong, but the relationship between the Mi family can only reach the surrounding area of ​​Xuzhou. If it is bigger, Mi Zhu thinks it is unrealistic.

"If it's sold in His Majesty's name, what does Brother Zizhong think?"

"His Majesty?"

Mi Zhu's brain is a little out of order at the moment, why does he sell private salt in the name of His Majesty?

"Huh?" Suddenly, Mi Zhu came to his senses.

"What does the governor mean...official salt?"

"Why not? If it is private salt, the princes from all over the world will never be lenient, but if it is sold in the name of His Majesty, hehe... the emperor's face should be estimated."

"Although Your Majesty is deeply trapped in Luoyang, the princes of all walks of life have to give the face of the emperor, but if someone comes forward in this matter, there will be many difficulties. If brother Zi Zhong comes forward..."

Meng Chen didn't go on with the latter words, Mi Zhu is a smart person, Meng Chen threw out such a big benefit, I believe Mi Zhu has his own decision in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mi Zhu got up, straightened his clothes, and then thought of Meng Chen and bowed: "If the lord does not give up, the Mi family is willing to share the lord's worries."

"Hahahaha, brother Zizhong is like a fish in water!" Meng Chen laughed loudly, and then helped Mi Zhu up.

After throwing out such a huge temptation of interests, he finally took the Mi family under his command.

As long as the hoe is well swung, is there a corner that cannot be dug?

At the same time, Meng Chen secretly said in his heart: "System, deploy Mi Zhu."

A ray of light flashed across, and Mi Zhu in front of Mengchen's eyes was suddenly shaken. Just at this moment, he was brainwashed by the inhumane system.

"Brother Zizhong, it is really difficult to make such high-quality table salt, but there is a method here. Although the quality is a bit poor, it is much better than the current products."

Without Mi Zhu's answer, Meng Chen took out the prepared sea salt preparation method from his bosom. Although the Mi family also mastered this method, compared with the methods of later generations, it was nothing.

After receiving the brocade silk, Mi Zhu began to study it carefully, and only after a while did he come to his senses: "This method is very wonderful, it is a hundred times stronger than the method handed down by the Mi family's ancestors."

"Since that's the case, brother Zizhong can arrange a trial production. Once successful, the governor will naturally arrange for brother Zizhong to present a gift to His Majesty."

After a pause, Meng Chen said again: "But before that, brother Gong Zizhong went to the Western Regions, and the branch manager of the Penguin Chamber of Commerce will be handed over to my brother."

Mi Zhu was a little dazed, the pie in the sky hit him like this.

The Penguin Chamber of Commerce, which was crowded with many merchants, wanted to join, but the Mi family joined in like this?

Not only that, but he, Mi Zhu, is also the steward of the Western Regions branch?
"What's wrong? Don't want to?" Meng Chen suddenly pulled his face and snorted coldly.

"The subordinates dare not, the happiness comes too suddenly, and the subordinates are unresponsive for a while."

"Hahaha, that's good. After a few days of rest, this Marquis will go to the Western Regions with you."

Half an hour later, when the potbellied Shen Wansan appeared in Meng Chen's study, it was only then that he knew that the candidate Meng Chen was talking about was Mi Zhu, the Patriarch of the Mi family in Xuzhou.

"Wan San, Mi Zizhong will be the steward of the Western Region Branch in the future."

"I've heard about Zizhong's brother's name for a long time. It's a great honor to meet you today."

"President Shen's name is like a thunderbolt, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Okay, this Marquis' task is completed, the rest of the matter, you two can discuss by yourself."

After sending the two away, Meng Chen hummed a ditty and returned to the backyard, only to find that Mi Zhen was still here.

"Oh, I forgot that Miss Mi San is still here, so this Marquis will send someone to chase Brother Zi Zhong back."

With a sudden slap on the head, Meng Chen turned around and ran wildly, and there was a silver bell-like laughter behind him.

(End of this chapter)