Datang: In order to be a salted fish, I decided to look forward to my father Jackie Chan

Chapter 155
Zheng Wei was a little disappointed, but he still admired that the prince's people had entered the Xinyi Commercial Bank. It is said that the management methods of Xinyi Commercial Bank are stricter than the treasury, which has to make Zheng Wei admire.

"Then do you know how much salt Shopkeeper Peng has?"

Peng Tong smiled proudly, "If you want to talk about the stock of salt, shopkeeper Li is the smallest part of the salt resources I have mastered."

"Patriarch Zheng should know something about shopkeeper Li, so the specific quantity depends on how much Patriarch Zheng needs."

Shopkeeper Li nodded, "That's right, as much as Patriarch Zheng needs, I, Old Li, can ship it to you right away."

Zheng Wei is one head and two big. I worked so hard to prepare to take down the Jiangnan salt market. I didn't expect that you Jiangnan people still have so much salt in the end. So what's the point of me taking it down?

Zheng Wei frowned and struggled for a long time. He wanted to give up Jiangnan. At worst, he would raise the price of salt and sell it slowly. He could always recover a little loss. At worst, his Zheng family's vitality would be damaged for a few years, and after a few years, it would be another party Powerful!
"What doubts does Patriarch Zheng have?" Peng Tong looked at Zheng Wei's constantly changing expression, wondering what he was thinking.

Zheng Wei didn't hesitate anymore, but still asked, "I don't know where the shopkeeper Peng's salt comes from? Don't use poisonous salt to fool the old man. Although the production of that thing is large and inexhaustible, it can be eaten After a long time, people will die!"

"Patriarch Zheng can rest assured that salt is definitely good salt!"

"Since the establishment of the Sui Dynasty, salt smuggling has been unavoidable, which has led to the decline and stability of salt prices.

Salt can't be sold at a high price, but salt workers have to eat, and they produce a lot of salt. If they don't know how to sell some, how can they support a family?

Over the past few decades, which salt worker has not stolen tens of thousands of catties of salt?

Do you know how many salt workers there are?Jiangnan already produces salt, how many small-scale salt ponds are there?

These are simply innumerable, and three or five salt workers in the salt pond have formed a salt gang, and they make money by relying on this thing! "

Zheng Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the salt workers in the big and small salt ponds stole decades of inventory. As long as he did a good job of preventing theft in the future, there would be no problem.

No wonder the loss rate of salt produced in my own salt pond is so high. It turns out that there are black hands in it. It seems that stealing salt is not a matter of one place and one pond.

"Then I don't know what shopkeeper Peng needs?"

Peng Tong waved his hands with a smile and said, "It's not what I need, but what that person needs. If it were me, he would definitely need money, and that person wants everything, as long as it is valuable!"

This is easy for Zheng Wei to understand. If the man wanted to reward his servants, it would of course be a house deed. Land deeds are convenient.

The people around him must come from all over the world, if you reward a servant with a field house in his hometown, it will buy people's hearts more than real money!

With such methods at such a young age, the royal family really has no waste!

The two sides hit it off immediately, and Zheng Wei called the accountant to come to the scene to deliver all the shops, fields, minerals, rivers and lakes other than his hometown in Xingyang.

This is Zheng Wei's desperate move. He can not only empty out the salt storage in Jiangnan, but also occupy the entire salt market in Jiangnan in one fell swoop.

After two full days of liquidation, Zheng Wei finally bought all the salt from Pengtong by finding a shop in a street in his hometown in Xingyang.

Of course, you have to pay for it and deliver it.

It took five days for Peng Tong to transport the salt from various places to Yangzhou and Suzhou and Hangzhou.

The boats on the canal have never stopped in the past few days. Such a big move certainly attracted the attention of Xinyi Trading Company and wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xinyi Commercial Bank immediately raised the price, and it seemed that they did not dare to compete with Zheng's at a low price.

For a time, salt was sold at low prices in all places in the south of the Yangtze River, and only Zheng's shops were blooming everywhere, looking at the books that made a lot of money every day.

Zheng Wei sighed, he made the right move, and the Xingyang Zheng family will continue to shine for hundreds of years under the leadership of Zheng Wei!Xinyi Commercial Bank has been sluggish, and it is not their own enemy at all!
"Big brother."

Zheng's second son's excited voice came, and Zheng Wei was enjoying the maid's shoulder pinching service, and said without raising his head, "Second brother, be careful, you are still rough at such an age!"

"Yes, yes, what elder brother said is true." Zheng Er Er smiled awkwardly.

"What is there that deserves your excitement?"

"My people found the warehouse of Xinyi Trading Company!" Zheng Lao Er looked angry, "Damn it, Xinyi Trading Company is really bad. I went all the way to find all the fake warehouses. Fortunately, I didn't do it directly. Maybe the real warehouse has not been found yet!"

Zheng Wei said nonchalantly, "Didn't you see that Xinyi Commercial Bank has shrunk? It's already a grasshopper after autumn. Don't worry about it. Give him three to five months and he will disappear."

"No!" Zheng Lao Er flatly refused, "Brother, you don't know how badly they played my people, this revenge must be avenged, and let them live happily for three to five months, right? What I want to see, I must make them pay the price!"

"How many people are there, how much salt is in them, have you checked them out?"

Zheng Laoer laughed, "I don't know, how could I report to you, there are only more than 300 people, and there are no lethal weapons, I can take half an hour with people.

And there is a lot of salt in it, at least worth hundreds of thousands of guan, it's all snowflake salt! "

Zheng Wei raised his brows, "Snowflake Salt, that's a good thing. If the Xinyi Commercial Bank hadn't been supported by Snowflake Salt, it would have collapsed long ago.

"Be careful there, remember to do it clean! Don't leave the beginning and the end."

The maid's hand pinching Zheng Wei's shoulder trembled, and continued pinching calmly.

Zheng Wei said blankly, "This maid, take it!"

The maid was so scared that her face turned pale, "Master, please forgive me, please forgive me, I didn't hear anything!"

Zheng Laoer smiled lewdly, "Don't worry, I won't let you die, my brothers, don't have many chances to enjoy such a beautiful beauty!"

The maid was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, it was over, everything was over.

Zheng Lao Er tied up the maid, put a cloth strip in his mouth, threw it into the carriage and left.

Xianke came to the small courtyard, since Cheng Chumo was missing, it has become much cleaner. When Qin Huaiyu is busy, he is busy with himself, and when he is free, he reads. Li Xiao seized the rare opportunity to have a spring sleep ah!

When I woke up, I felt itchy thighs.

"Snapped"

Slapped it down with a palm, looked closely, and muttered in his mouth, "Chun Mian didn't wake up, mosquitoes bite everywhere, woke up with applause, I don't know how many people died."

Qin Huaiyu was dumbfounded and cursed, "Damn it, is this the poem written by Li Xiao, who is known as the originator of a generation of regular script?"

"What the hell is this? Can you be serious?"

(End of this chapter)