The "a deal" in Yang Hu's words can be understood as a deal with Zhou Zheng, or it can be understood as buying money for life.
Zhou Zheng looked still, and said, "I'm very interested."
Yang Hu was even happier on his face. He seemed to be thinking about the words, and he paused for a while and said: "Our Yang family and other big salt merchants basically undertook the salt administration. There are tens of thousands of salt merchants in the world, all of whom are in Huaiyang Sixteen companies are related, and I would like to invite Mr. Zhou to buy shares."
"Investment?"
Zhou Zheng asked with a hint of curiosity.
Yang Hu hurriedly said: "We gave him five percent of the shares. Don't underestimate him. This year, it will be worth at least 1.52 million taels."
Hearing this number, Zhou Zheng raised his brows and said, "Treasurer Yang, are you deceiving me and not counting?"
Five percent is one million and fifty taels, and one hundred percent is 30 million. Can salt sales make such a big profit? What's more, even if there is one, one hundred and five hundred thousand taels are given to Zhou Zheng in vain every year, which is too magnificent!
Yang Hu touched his head and said with a smile: "Don't dare to hide from Young Master Zhou. Salt is our main industry, but not everything. In addition, I have also seen the products of Zhou Zi Zhou Ji. They are very good. I plan to order one every year. A million taels..."
Zhou Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and this Yang Hu opened his mouth one by one to give Zhou Zheng 2.5 million taels. This handwriting is really scary!
Wei Xizhuang was also quite dumbfounded. He had tried his best to get thirty thousand taels of silver. This Yang Huzhi, his mouth is actually one million!
Zhou Zheng took a deep look at Yang Huyi, reached out and picked up the teacup, then put it down again.
He knew that the polarization of Daming was very serious. The people at the bottom could feed a family of eight for nearly a month with just a couple of silver, while the people at the top were squandered like dirt and rich.
"Treasurer Yang's move is really extraordinary." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.
Yang Huyi seemed to be careless, but in fact he has been watching Zhou Zheng. He was only a little surprised to see him, but he didn't seem to be very excited and immediately agreed. The more smiles on his face, the more he said, "I heard that Lord Zhou loves tea. Unfortunately, I have phoenix cakes, loose tea, thunder, dew seeds, buxus, Pekoe, Wuyi rock tea, Yunnan Pu'er, Xin'an Usnea, etc. I have two tea hills, five places for each kind of tea. Tea house..."
Zhou Zheng listened, his expression still unchanged.
Although tea is not as good as salt, it is also a necessity for every household in the Ming family. It can even be said that it is okay to not eat, but you must drink tea.
The difference between tea and salt is that the cheap one is very cheap, and the expensive one is very expensive, and there is no market.
What Yang Huyi said were all famous teas of Daming. He only talked about these dozens of tea mountains, and there were not hundreds of thousands of taels that could not be taken down. They were managed properly every year, and the profits of one hundred thousand taels were the bottom line!
It's no wonder that this Yang Patriarch can do such a big business, such a handwriting, Yang Huzhi and others never have it.
"Treasurer Yang, what do you want?" Zhou Zheng asked.
Yang Hu was stunned, and quickly said with a smile: "What the son of Zhou said is, what he said is. There must be contacts in business. As a result, I would like to ask the son of Zhou to give us some care. It’s not easy to do business. Secondly, some people in our Yang family were ignorant and offended Master Zhou. Please raise your hands and let them go."
"That's it?" This time, Wei Xizhuang couldn't help but speak.
As soon as Yang Hu touched his severely smooth forehead, he smiled awkwardly: "Businessman, I don't want much, that's all, Zhou Gongzi and Wei Gongzi have any thoughts, even though they are asking for prices, they will pay for it. That’s the money."
This time it was Wei Xizhuang's turn to be a little embarrassed. People had said everything to this point. What else could he say, turning his head to look at Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng also sighed in his heart for the old Lao Lao of the Yang Patriarch, if it were an ordinary person, Le Diandian would definitely have agreed.
However, he knew very well in his heart that Yang Hu raised the price so high in a single mouth to narrow Zhou Zheng's expectations. It would be very difficult for him to want more.
How can Zhou Zheng be fooled, looking at Yang Huyi, he pondered for a moment, and said: "The shopkeeper Yang said that I order the goods of my weekly journal every year? I want to change it to the shop of you and the person you represent. I will send people to the weekly journal. , To sell our goods, you don’t need to order or pay, and we don’t disturb your business, just borrow it for convenience."
As soon as Yang Hu touched the hand of his head, the awkward smile on his face was slightly stiff, and then he continued to touch his head, saying: "Is that so? I'm afraid it's a little difficult. Our shops are very small, and they are all ten or twenty years old. The old customer, suddenly joined Zhou Ji, I am afraid it will be a little troublesome, it may not be easy to sell, and it will not make money... In this way, I will give Zhou Zi 20, no, how about fifty shops? I promise that they are all in good places in Nanzhili. "
"I believe Shopkeeper Yang has a way." Zhou Zheng said lightly.
As soon as Yang Hu looked at Zhou Zheng, his face was still embarrassed, but his eyes were a little faint and profound. He didn't speak immediately, as if he was thinking hard.
Wei Xizhuang originally thought that Zhou Zheng's request was nothing, but looking at Yang Huyi's embarrassment, he suddenly felt thoughtful.
Zhou Zheng turned a blind eye to Yang Huyi's embarrassment. Regardless of whether he was embarrassed or fake, Zhou Zheng had to achieve this goal.
Zhou Zheng shouldn't give one million taels in vain every year, what he wants is channels!
The channel must be in his own hands, otherwise it is tantamount to surrendering his lifeblood to other people and letting others know about it!
With channels, that is the foundation of making a fortune.
For a long time, Yang Hu put down his hands and looked at Zhou Zhengdao: "Young Master Zhou, in this way, we order two million taels of Weekly Diary every year, and we will send you some more shops."
When Yang Hu entered Beijing, he represented the sixteen major salt merchants in Huaiyang, and possibly even more merchants and chambers of commerce. After all, most of the eunuchs have been arrested, and the new emperor is determined to deal with the eunuchs. The arrests of the eunuchs are in full swing in various places. These seemingly powerful businessmen in the past were immediately shaken by storms and were destroyed in an instant.
Seeing that Yang Hu refused to nod, Zhou Zheng knew in his heart that this long-time business man should have guessed some of his goals.
"I don't care about these, I hope shopkeeper Yang can carefully consider my suggestion." Zhou Zheng said.
When Yang Hu saw that Zhou Zheng didn't give up, the embarrassment on his expression turned into emotion, and he smiled bitterly, "Master Zhou, you really embarrass me."
"If it's not embarrassing, why should shopkeeper Yang personally venture into Beijing?" Zhou Zheng said lightly.
The capital is now a land of tigers and wolves. People who come in may not be able to get out. What's more, Yang Huyi, who was inside himself.
Yang Huyi could hear from Zhou Zheng's words that Zhou had taken him seriously.
Yang Hu still had emotion on his face, and he felt even more emotion in his heart.
He originally thought that the letter from Yang Hu was a bit exaggerating this Young Master Zhou, and only after meeting he knew how difficult it was. (End of this chapter)