Hearing these words, Madam Cheng motioned to his entourage to stop speaking, and then listened carefully. The speaker felt a little drake voice, which made people uncomfortable to listen to.
"What Wang Dongjia said is correct, but it depends on how to calculate it. If you only count as one year, you will naturally lose money if you buy it. But since the kind of seed is sold, it is a big deal to keep some for the harvest next year. A share of money can be planted for countless years, so it still makes a lot of money.
What's more, the price you gave is too low. A bucket of rice is not a bucket of millet. How can you buy it for ten cents unless you sell it to other grain shops, but you and I have your own grain shops, which one? Didn't get some land by means? As long as you plant it, you can sell the grain if you want to sell the grain, or sell the seed if you want to sell the seed. "
Hearing this, the Jin Dong family should have said it, and the county magistrate Cheng nodded, agreeing with this person's statement in his heart, and the people over there also agreed.
"Jin Dong's statement makes sense. Their two Zhuangzis can never sell their seeds too far away. It is nothing more than earning more this year. By next year, I don't know whose pocket the money has gone into. Wang If the owner doesn’t want to buy it, he can naturally discuss it with the Mi Family. Maybe the Mi Family will succeed by then, and maybe they will give away some seeds to Wang Dong’s family."
"Huh, what is his Mijia? A small firm, and I need to please them if I want to please them? The big deal is that I will figure it out by myself."
When Wang Dongjia heard this, his tone changed. It was no longer just gloating, but a little angry.
The man didn’t seem to want to let him go, and said: “Wang Dong’s family is really amazing, but I don’t know if any of his subordinates are as good as the Liu surnamed person? It’s only a few years. It has become what it is now. There are already six grain shops under his hand, two in the capital alone, and four in other places."
"I'll talk about it at that time, maybe the Mi family will suffer a loss this time, drinking, don't say it, don't say it." Wang Dongjia is unwilling to entangle with this kind of thing, as long as it involves him, he will not mention it. .
"Okay, eating vegetables, eating vegetables, it's almost noon now, it seems that the people of the Mi family can come over in the afternoon, and then go and see the excitement together. The nine thousand stone Chen Liang will naturally see who pays and who earns."
The other person made the rounds, and for a while, there was only the movement of eating and small talk, and no one said anything about this seed.
Seeing that he couldn't hear anything else, the county magistrate began to eat slowly. The entourage was specially responsible for helping the adults to arrange vegetables and pour wine. He occasionally took a bite out of his spare time. This is good for him. If you change to someone else, you can only stand by the side.
"The magistrate is free today? I just went to discuss the advertisement with others, and it was delayed. Today, the Zhuangzi sent some white fungus over, but I don’t sell it. I will give it to a few shopkeepers in the restaurant, and I will ask someone to use the mountain to cook it. Bring it to an adult, just to cool off the heat."
When the two of County Order Cheng were eating, the shopkeeper of the restaurant rushed over. Hearing that he said it would cook for a while, County Order Cheng knew that the food had already been made before they came, and he smiled. Said:
"The shopkeeper doesn't have to be so polite. After following a good master, you can still eat white fungus and enjoy your blessing."
"What the adults said is, really enjoy the blessings, don’t say how much money is paid, and usually have some good things, just send them here to the shopkeepers. When the adults come today, they must see the Mi family and the master’s family. Something?"
The shopkeeper was not out there, and he was always able to see the county magistrate. He was used to it. Whenever he went back to talk to the two concubines at home, the concubines would show a look of worship.
While speaking, the shopkeeper filled the wine with the county magistrate Cheng, and then said: "My lord, I don't have a bottom in my heart. I said how powerful the owner is, but how can this obvious loss of money be calculated? Woolen cloth?"
"What's so great? Obviously there is an intermediary place, and I have to make that big advertisement. Then, when an advertisement comes out, who would go to the intermediary place to look for business innocently?" The entourage was also worried, a bit hated that iron is not made of steel. The meaning of, Yu whispered to the side.
The shopkeeper didn’t care, and smiled at him, or explained to Madam Cheng: “I thought the same way at the beginning, but later I realized that it’s far from that simple. Now there is only one Kongming lantern for advertising. , Wait to see if it's good, and one piece will be produced.
When those people can't get the advertisement, they will naturally go to the intermediary, and Song Gongzi also said that only this time, I will discuss the advertising matter. Later, this matter will also be handed over to the intermediary. The intermediary has other means. If you haven't taken it out, you'll know then. "
"Well, that's right. I think Zhang's Zhuangzi will not be too simple to do things. He will always leave behind, so that when people feel that they are taking advantage, they will also make money. Only when the shopkeeper came over, I just wanted to ask. With regard to advertising, the shopkeeper should continue to be busy."
The county magistrate Cheng is relieved now. Since they are not in a hurry, naturally there will be no mistakes. If you get a hundred or eighty Kongming lanterns, you can earn hundreds of taels a day, even if you overestimate the lanterns. Money, the capital of one or two pennies a day, can also make nine taels, whoever makes the place belong to others.
Counting fewer lanterns, fifty per day, there are more than four hundred taels of silver, ten days is four thousand taels, a month, so counting it is a bit too scary, isn't it
The shopkeeper stood up and saw Madam Cheng calculating there, and said: "My lord, I know that you are making money in a month, but in fact it is not that much. The advertisement originally stated that you have to pay taxes. After paying 20% of the tax, I still have to buy a new ship and take care of it up and down.
You see those people who buy liangpi and pancake fruits. All their liangpi and oil have to go to Zhuangzi. Everyone buys it once. The Zhuangzi only earns a few cents. The lanterns can’t always make people advertise. When something written by a certain talented person is ready, it should be written on the lantern. "
"Well, this is true. Once this fresh energy is over, Kong Mingdeng’s advertisements can’t be at this price. The merchants in each fleet will naturally get it out on their own ships. Who else is willing to spend so much money? Price."
The county magistrate Cheng also knew that it was not easy to do business here. The purpose of paying taxes was to get the government to take care of them. There could not be too many Kongming lanterns, otherwise they would block each other and who else could see.
Waiting for the shopkeeper to leave, the entourage whispered next to him: "My lord, do you think they really don't make money?"
"How is it possible not to make money? The shopkeepers who were found at high prices from other places are all human beings. They say one thing in their mouths and think one thing in their hearts." The county magistrate Cheng picked up the wine glass and said, before drank it in one gulp.
"Then the Zhang family can become the richest person in Datang in a few years?" The entourage calculated the money and said in surprise.
"Dreaming? They did it in the first year. Others don’t know it, but others can’t learn it? There are so many rivers, smart people will do it according to them. He’s selling things, but the river is not his Zhang family. People get a few big boats, advertise together, and buy food and drink, and the money will become less and less.
How many rich people do you know? Know how much money they have? Those big families, who come out at random, can bury the Zhangjiazhuang with money. The bigger the business, the more people will offend, and the number of places that need to be managed will also increase. "
While being satisfied with Zhangjiazhuang's rate of making money, County Majesty Cheng was also worried about them. He didn't know how many red eyes were staring at him.
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I don’t know who advertised the loss-making business that Zhangjiazhuang did this time. Just after noon, many people rushed here, wanting to see, this time the Zhuangzi who bought this place and took advantage of it. how to respond.
There are some businessmen, some handicrafts who are idle and nothing, and some people who come to sell snacks. The sky is still so cloudy, I don’t know when there will be a heavy rain, and the people who specialize in selling umbrellas look up from time to time. God, I hope the rain can be heavier and heavier.
After the meal, the county magistrate Cheng followed his entourage and floated on the river again. There were already a lot of people waiting on the river. There were too many people on the bank and a little crowded. As a result, the place in the river seemed too small. One point, it is necessary to make way for the cargo ship. Fortunately, Madam Cheng has foresight and is wearing an official uniform. No one dares to let the ship squeeze him.
As everyone waited, a cloud of dust rose up in the distance. Several horses ran in front, followed by three well-decorated cars, with the word "meter" written on the flag on the side of the car.
When it came, everyone knew the situation. The merchants of the Mi family arrived and started looking for Song Jinggong again. Usually, the people here already knew the person in charge of this place.
Waiting for the Mijia team to get closer, the crowded people gave up a way to get here through the bridge.
When the team stopped, one of the two cars in succession jumped down, and the others stood up, and the door of the middle car was opened. Two people got off from there, one was Mi Dong’s house, and the other was his brainstorm. The surname is Liu.
"Look, there are quite a few people, Brother Liu, this time we really have a good reputation. Has the person who released the news arranged it?"
Mi Dongjia got off the car and looked at the cloudy sky, but felt comfortable, and said to the person next to him with his hands behind his back.
"The owner can rest assured, they will spread the news in a while and let everyone here know." Liu Zhitan looked confident.
Song Jinggong also knew at this time. Walking out of a shop next to him, there was not such a big ostentation. He only followed two handymen by his side, walked hurriedly here, and said to Mi Dong's house: "Forgive me, I waited a little bit late, and Mi Dong’s house was indeed a believer. He said it was after noon and arrived in the afternoon."