Gu Jiu drew a super big cake.
The Shaofu family order was so excited that he was dazzled.
The reason why he hasn't let go is because the final blow is still missing.
Gu Jiu mentioned the most realistic question, "The ancestors also invested money into this project. If the Shaofu refuses to lend money to the refugees to buy houses, it is impossible to sell the houses outside the south gate.
If the house cannot be sold, not to mention money making money, the capital will be lost. The ancestors also don't want to see their pension money turned into houses that cannot be sold. "
The Shaofu family order blew his beard and stared, "Did you wait here for the old man?"
Gu Jiu pursed her lips and smiled, "My ancestor misunderstood. I'm planning for my ancestor wholeheartedly."
The Shaofu family order snorted, "Forget it, this old man will carefully consider this matter. As long as His Majesty approves, the Shaofu will set aside a certain amount of funds for special use, so that the residents can have their own house."
"The ancestor is really a living Bodhisattva. Thousands of ordinary people will remember the achievements of the ancestor and build a shrine for the ancestor."
"Don't do such nonsense." The Shaofu family order waved his hands again and again, "This old man only asks for a posthumous name."
Gu Jiu smiled knowingly, "This junior knows. I will definitely not embarrass my ancestors."
The Shaofu Family Order didn't really want the people to build a shrine for him, but was afraid of the emperor, afraid that the emperor would be suspicious.
That's why I said I only want the name after death.
Gu Jiu knew it well, so naturally he would not do anything that violated taboos.
She got up and bowed, "I will leave everything to my ancestors. I hope to hear the good news from my ancestors as soon as possible."
The Shaofu Jialing nodded, "Go back and wait for the news."
Gu Jiu bid farewell and left.
When the Shaofu starts lending, the refugee relocation plan can be officially launched.
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Er Zhuang personally took his buddies to the countryside to buy poultry and livestock.
The peasants in the village are very simple, so simple that they only recognize cash.
What is the Four Seas Trading Company, no matter how old your background is, how strong your financial resources are, it is all useless.
If there is no cash, there is no way to take a chicken away.
Er Zhuang also suffered a lot for this.
He couldn't figure out why he would do such a thankless thing.
I personally took the cash and went to the countryside to buy poultry and livestock to increase the income of the peasants, but the peasants were not grateful, and instead were always on guard.
Look at their eyes, as if looking at a liar.
When the real gold and silver are placed in front of the peasants, the peasants still have not reduced their vigilance. They grabbed the silver, made sure it was real, and carefully carried it in their arms.
Time and time again, Er Zhuang led his fellows to brush their faces with cash in ten miles and eight townships. It took more than a month to do the swiping before they really gained the trust of the township farmers.
At this time, Er Zhuang told the villagers that they could take their livestock, poultry, rice grains, vegetables and fruits to the market outside the south gate of the capital, and find Sihai Trading Company.
As long as there is no problem with the item, the Four Seas Commercial Bank will accept it all, and it will be settled in cash, and will never default on the payment for the goods.
Looking at the cloudy eyes of the peasants, Er Zhuang didn't know what he could get in exchange for more than a month of hard work.
Until the early morning two days later, the sky was still bright, the sun hadn't come out, and the door of the business house hadn't been opened yet.
However, there were already a lot of voices outside the door of the firm.
The guy opened the door and looked, good guy.
The peasants drove pigs and sheep, carried vegetables and fruits, and came to the market overnight with torches, and wanted to sell all the surplus production at home to the Four Seas Trading Company.
Er Zhuang, who got the news and came, looked at the enthusiastic peasants and the trust in their eyes, and was more excited than making a one-million-dollar business.
Because he knew that this trust was not easy.
The simplicity of the peasants is good, but at the same time they are extremely xenophobic.
Their output is only sold to people they know locally.
Even knowing that the price was kept very low, no one thought about going outside to find a new buyer.
This is a kind of local consciousness engraved in the genes.
The old people passed on word of mouth, telling them that only local people in their hometown are worthy of trust. All strangers are bad people, all liars.
This situation is repeated even in modern society.
Isn't that how the so-called "killing acquaintances" came about? Isn't there a similar reason for regional discrimination
Ask the farmers in the village to take the initiative to carry things to the capital to sell. Sorry, they can't do it without acquaintances.
But Er Zhuang and the guys did it.
They used the method taught by Gu Jiu, used cash and frequently brushed their faces, and gained the trust of the villagers.
Let the peasants in these mountains and depressions muster the courage for the first time to walk out of the three-acre land and come to the feet of the emperor.
"thanks, thanks!"
Er Zhuang just wanted to say thank you at this moment.
Because this trust is so rare.
Although he didn't know the deep meaning of Gu Jiu's actions, but at this moment, the excitement made him not regret the hard work of more than a month.
Do you know how the chicken, duck, fish, meat, vegetables and fruits that millions of people in Beijing eat every day come from
The palace is exclusively provided by the Huangzhuang.
A big family has its own Zhuangzi to supply.
Ordinary people, what they eat is second-class dealers, third-class dealers, and even fourth-class dealers and fifth-class dealers.
These second-level traders and third-level traders bought poultry, livestock, vegetables and fruits from the countryside through local people, and then transported them to the capital for sale.
Living in the capital is not easy.
Not only because of the high housing prices in the capital, but also because of the high prices in the capital.
Are there no local farmers who directly carry their own output to the capital for sale
Have!
There are many more.
But compared with the food and drink of millions of people, the amount of agricultural products provided by local farmers is not worth mentioning.
Just like in modern society, when you go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, how many are produced and sold by local farmers
Probably not.
Ninety-eight out of ten the vegetables and fruits grown by local farmers are also sold to Erdao dealers. It is distributed by Erdao dealers to various farmers' markets.
In the modern society with such developed transportation and communication, agricultural and sideline product growers cannot replace the second and third dealers.
What's more, in ancient times when transportation was inconvenient and communication was seriously lagging.
The entire farmers' market in the capital is monopolized by one after another, big or small, second-tier dealers and third-tier dealers. The price is naturally high.
At least compared to the cost, the price of the vegetable basket in Beijing is a bit high.
But when the villagers took the initiative to pick up their own vegetables and fruits, and drove pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks to the Four Seas Trading Company located in the market outside the South Gate, the pattern of the vegetable basket in the capital finally changed.
The Four Seas Commercial Bank directly purchases poultry, livestock, vegetables and fruits from the farmers in the village. The price is naturally higher than the price offered by the Erdao dealers.
There is no middleman to make the difference, and the agricultural and sideline products of Sihai Commercial Bank directly enter the market at low prices and high quality.
At the beginning, only the refugees living nearby were benefited.
Following the word-of-mouth publicity of local craftsmen, the housewives of small households in the capital worked tirelessly, willing to walk a few miles, and came to the market outside the city gate with their baskets.
The price is low, and the quality is guaranteed. The agricultural and sideline products, with the spread of word-of-mouth, has a solid word-of-mouth effect. In just half a month, the market outside the Nancheng Gate is crowded with people from morning to night every day. .
"Big discount, big discount. Five cents, twenty eggs."
"Two bundles of Chinese cabbage for one penny, hurry up and buy them. It'll be gone if it's too late."
"For the last thousand catties of pork, those who need it come here to line up."
In the market, there were shouts one after another.
A row of newly built houses was crowded with girls, daughters-in-law and old women who came from all directions.
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, it's all there!"
The guys were hoarse, holding tin horns, and their voices were almost hoarse.
In addition to the local housewives, some refugee women with some spare money also joined the fight.
At first, the refugees did not know that they were eating the cheapest agricultural products in the capital.
When the local women swarmed in, the refugees all looked confused.
I rely on! The locals in Beijing also used to rob. Then let's grab it too.
These two groups of people are clearly distinct, yet they huddle together to grab the same piece of meat, the same plate of eggs, or the same hen.
In this vigorous rush to buy, a grain and oil shop opened silently.
What they sell is not polished rice, but brown rice, rough noodles, wheat, and cornmeal, which is extremely rare in the north. And wheat bran, rice bran, vegetable oil, and soy sauce.
In short, they are all cheap agricultural products.
The shopkeeper stood at the door, watching the scene of the robbery next door, frowning.
Da Furen told them to open a branch in the market here, they must be out of their minds.
These people don't have any money at first glance, so what kind of profit can they make by opening a branch here.
Another day, he will find an opportunity to talk to the steward of the palace, so that the steward can give advice to the princess, so that the eldest lady should not think about it.
Look, it's been almost an hour since the door opened, and no business has come to the door yet.
On the first day of opening, he had to hang up zero eggs, hehe, he wanted to see how the eldest lady had the face to say that she had never lost money in business.
After struggling all morning, the housewives finally snapped up their favorite agricultural and sideline products.
They carried baskets and struggled to get out of the crowd.
Their hair was messed up and their clothes were also messed up, all of which couldn't hide the satisfaction on their faces.
They stomped their feet and were about to leave when they saw the grain and oil store next door.
They went in, compared the prices, and decided to buy a few catties back.
The grain and oil shop opened, and the first business deal was made.
With the first pen, there will be the second pen and the third pen...
The housewives came in one after another and left one after another.
They not only bought cheap meat dishes, but also cheap brown rice, vegetable oil, soy sauce and so on. This gave them a great sense of accomplishment.
I have some spare money on hand, so I weighed some cornmeal and went back to taste something new.
The shopkeeper didn't take it seriously from the beginning, thinking it was just a few small businesses. Later, he greeted the guests in person.
From morning to noon, the grain and oil store was always full of people, and customers came in and out. The guys are also busy with their feet on the ground.
When the meat and vegetable shop next door closed, the grain and oil shop ushered in a second wave of small peaks.
Migrant women started shopping.
With little spare money, I only bought one day's rations.
Therefore, every business is very small, but it can't stand the crowd.
In such a large refugee gathering place, thousands of people eat at the construction site, so there are tens of thousands of people who need to cook for themselves.
These tens of thousands of people are all potential customers of the grain and oil store.
After noon, the grain and oil store finally ended its busy day.
The shopkeeper personally checked the accounts and couldn't believe it when he saw the daily turnover.
Boom!
There is a knock on the door.
Er Zhuang walked in, "Shopkeeper, how is the business on the first day of opening? Madam is still waiting for an answer."
The shopkeeper swallowed subconsciously, and handed the account book to Er Zhuang, "Guan Chen, please have a look."
Er Zhuang flipped through the ledger and laughed, "It's a good start. It sold nearly two hundred taels on the first day, which is not bad. It seemed right for me to keep you."
The grain and oil shopkeeper in front of him, surnamed Lin, is in his early forties. It was originally the accountant of a grain and oil shop under the name of the Wangfu.
It took 20 years from a buddy to a cashier.
Later, Mrs. Pei handed over the grain and oil store to Gu Jiu for management.
Gu Jiu acted resolutely and immediately dismissed the shopkeeper and some employees of the grain and oil shop.
Er Zhuang acted as a guarantor and kept Lin's accountant.
Recently, Er Zhuang informed him that he was going to open a branch store and asked him if he was interested in being the shopkeeper.
At that time, Lao Lin, who was just a cashier, weighed up and down, and with a gamble mentality, he came to the market outside the South City Gate and became the shopkeeper of the branch.
After arriving, seeing the dirty and messy environment around, seeing those naked children running all over the ground, looking at the women in scantily clad clothes, shopkeeper Lin, who was promoted and raised his salary, was very desperate.
He immediately regretted it.
But he didn't have the guts to resign. He also needs to support his family with this job.
He could only bite the bullet and open the branch.
However, every night when he came home, he would complain to his wife.
It's just that I didn't expect to be slapped in the face on the first day of opening.
On the first day of opening, this unpopular grain and oil store handed in a beautiful report card.
Shopkeeper Lin hurriedly said: "It's all thanks to Steward Chen, I'm just a shopkeeper."
Er Zhuang said with a smile: "I don't have any credit. Everything is due to my wife's exhaustive strategy."
"Chen Guanshi is right. Madam is amazing. Any business that falls into Madam's hands can make money."
Er Zhuang laughed, "Do it well. Madam will not treat you badly."
"Understood, understood." Shopkeeper Lin was very excited.
What Er Zhuang said is not nonsense.
Those who work under the eldest lady Gu Jiu's salary may be mediocre, but the bonus is absolutely generous.
He heard from people that the people who received the most bonuses last year were Bai Zhong, Er Zhuang, and Deng Cunli. Everyone got at least three or four thousand taels of bonus.
Even ordinary shopkeepers and cashiers have bonuses ranging from tens of taels to hundreds of taels.
I am envious of Shopkeeper Lin.
Thinking that at the end of this year, he will also have the opportunity to get a generous bonus, and he is full of energy.
Er Zhuang took the ledger and left.
He wanted to rush back to the palace to deal with business.
A few tens of meters away from the shop is the newly opened construction site. A new bazaar will soon be up and running.
Not far away, there is an inconspicuous carriage.
An old man sat in the carriage.
This old man doesn't show his face, but those who know him don't dare to be presumptuous.
Because this old man is the emperor's little uncle and the only living elder of the emperor's mother clan.
This old man has no official position, but has a title of Earl, and he is Cheng En Bo Zhu Ci of this generation.
The Zhu family is the real number one wealthy businessman in the capital, and the wealth accumulated for generations can scare people to death.
"Master, are you going back?"
the butler asked in a low voice.
Cheng Enbo and Zhu Ci stared at the closed butcher shop, "I never thought Mrs. Zhao would be able to make such a name for herself, and relying on a butcher shop has brought popularity here.
This market will soon be on fire. Fortunately, the old man came not too late. Remember, after the market is repaired, send people to buy all the houses in the market, the price does not matter. "
The butler bowed to accept the order, "I remember it, little one."
Cheng Enbo Zhuci said again: "Looking around, the old man also wants to see what the cheap house Mrs. Zhao built looks like."
"I heard that the Shaofu has agreed to lend loans to those refugees. By the first day of next month, the houses in the first phase of the project will be officially sold. Those who have signed up and paid the earnest money can choose a house on the spot and go through the formalities on the spot. If you get the key on the same day, you can live in it on the same day.”
"Oh! How much is the sincerity gold?"
"Not much, fifty pennies."
Cheng Enbo Zhu Ci laughed, "Madam Zhao has such a delicate heart that she can even think of lending money to refugees to buy houses."
"Young Mansion's Family Order has an affair with Mrs. Zhao." The steward took the opportunity to complain.
"You can't say that." Cheng Enbo Zhu Ci slightly shook his head, "They are just mutual benefit."
Shaofu Jialing is the emperor's uncle, and Cheng Enbo is the emperor's younger uncle.
A royal family member and a foreign relative, the two have not been at ease with each other since they were young, and they dislike each other.
The Zhu family is not afraid to speculate with the utmost maliciousness about anything that involves the family order of the Shaofu.
On the contrary, Cheng Enbo himself, as he grows older, he is very open-minded.
The coachman drove the carriage and circled around.
They entered the construction site that was being finished on the grounds of looking at the house.
The distance between the houses is very dense, and the area of the houses is relatively small. After all, it is a cheap house.
The advantage of the house is that it is all brick and wood structure, blue bricks and black tiles, and reinforced with concrete.
This house is not afraid of rain leakage in rainy days, and it is not afraid of wind leakage in winter, and it is also strong. nice house!
"It's a luxury to live with those refugees." Cheng Enbo said casually.
"Is the old man interested in the house here?" the butler asked.
Cheng Enbo laughed, "You said that the old man bought dozens of houses here and rented out one of them, how about it?"
"I'm afraid I can't rent it out."
"No, you're wrong. This place will be prosperous soon, and such a good house can't be rented out."
Gu Jiu didn't know that someone was eyeing her house and wanted to become the largest charter company in the capital, trying to monopolize all high-quality housing sources outside the south gate.