Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 52 What does what Shen Wendu did have anything to do with me, Zhu Zhanji?
After Shen Wendu saw Zhu Zhanji's reaction, he knew that the grandson of the emperor in front of him was not disgusted with his method, and immediately gained confidence, so he didn't say anything more, just sat on the small bench and waited quietly. Arranged by Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at him, then smiled lightly and said: "Although your method is a bit treacherous, it does not rule out that your method is indeed a good one. As a profiteer, you are indeed very qualified, and I also lack you People like this, work hard in the future, and finish the things I arranged for you, and you will be indispensable to your prosperity and wealth!"

"Thank you for your appreciation, Your Majesty, I will definitely do my best to serve His Majesty in the future!"

Although Zhu Zhanji called him a profiteer, Shen Wendu was delighted when he heard the words.

A profiteer is a profiteer.

Anyway, he never thought of himself as a good person,
Shen Wendu is still very self-aware.

Isn't it because of his ability to be a profiteer that he was favored by His Royal Highness the Empress Dowager?
Since it was because of his ability to be a profiteer, what's the big deal about being a profiteer to the grandson of the emperor?
As long as you lean on the emperor's grandson and do things well for the emperor, who can take him as a profiteer?
"Since you proposed this method, then I will leave it to you to handle this matter. I will ask Zhang Mao to cooperate with you at Jinyiwei. If you need anything, you can directly contact Zhang Mao. If Zhang Mao If you can’t make up your mind here, come find me again!”

"Yes, your subordinates obey!"

Now that the matter has been settled, Zhu Zhanji will naturally start to make arrangements.

Zhu Zhanji didn't stay here too long. In fact, he still has a lot of things to deal with.

As soon as Zhu Zhanji left here, only Zhang Mao and Shen Wendu were left.

Without Zhu Zhanji present, Shen Wendu still felt guilty facing Zhang Mao.

After all, he was arrested by Zhang Mao and sent to prison.

And the memories of being in prison are not very friendly to him.

"Master Zhang, please take care of me in the future!"

Shen Wendu carefully licked his face and saluted Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao looked at Shen Wendu with somewhat strange eyes.

Because counting, he himself should be counted among the high-ranking officials and dignitaries in this guy's mouth.

But just now, this guy actually uttered a plan to plot against them in front of him.

Although because of Zhu Zhanji's reason, he didn't have any anger in his heart, but it was still somewhat strange.

He actually thinks more about the things that his family bought with a lot of money, is it like the salt in Shen Wendu's mouth,
In fact, it is an ordinary thing, and then these merchants changed it into a trick and sold it to them at a high price!

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhang Mao didn't show it on his face. When he saw Shen Wendu salute himself, he also casually returned the salute:
"They are all working for His Royal Highness, if you need help, just say so!"

After politely saying something on the scene, Zhang Mao was unwilling to communicate with Shen Wendu more, so he said:

"The identity of Jin Yiwei's non-staff, I will arrange it for you as soon as possible. His Royal Highness also said just now, if you have any questions about the new salt, you can come to me at any time. If there is no problem, I will I will send you out of prison."

After all, Shen Wendu was a businessman. As a lord, Zhang Mao didn't think highly of Shen Wendu from his standpoint.

Even though Shen Wendu is now on the line of Zhu Zhanji, in Zhang Mao's eyes, Shen Wendu's background is still there.

It is also impossible for him to lower his status to talk too much with Shen Wendu.

Shen Wendu didn't want to stay longer in the edict prison, a place full of memories, and immediately said gratefully after hearing the words: "Then please trouble Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Mao nodded indifferently, and then led Shen Wendu out of the prison.

The matter of the new salt was finalized, and Shen Wendu became Zhu Zhanji's secret white glove, responsible for connecting the salt merchants of the new salt.

After all, Zhu Zhanji's identity is there, and it is impossible to do these things in person.

The class solidification of scholars, farmers, businessmen and commerce is still there, and it is impossible for Zhu Zhanji to touch it easily now.

Therefore, even if the sale of new salt is to make more people eat salt, but this name falls on him, it will not be a good reputation.

Once someone with a heart takes advantage of it, although it can't cause any harm, it is somewhat disgusting to Zhu Zhanji.

It would be much better to have Shen Wendu take charge of this matter.

If the matter of selling one salt and two is discovered by then, those high-ranking officials and nobles who have suffered a loss will only scold Shen Wendu as a profiteer, and it will not have any impact on him.

After all, what Shen Wendu did has nothing to do with Zhu Zhanji, doesn't it?
And Zhang Mao is responsible for providing some help to Shen Wendu.

After all, although Shen Wendu has the identity he gave him, he is still a businessman in essence.

Without a solid background behind him, it is inevitable that people will be targeted.

And Zhang Mao, the acting commander of Jinyiwei, is very suitable.

Basically, 90.00% of people should think twice when facing Zhang Mao.

As for what Zhang Mao can't deal with, if he comes forward at that time, there will be no problem.

Following Zhu Zhanji's order, that night, the salt warehouse of Xinyan from the household department was handed over to Shen Wendu.

Shen Wendu is responsible for distributing and processing the new salt, most of which are sold to ordinary people.

A small portion was turned into new salt to be sold to dignitaries.

On the other hand, because of the new salt, the salt merchants who gathered in Yingtian City also got more news about the new salt.

In a restaurant in Yingtian City, several businessmen with slightly fatter bodies and white and fat faces gathered together in a very warm private room.

The dining table in the private room was covered with food and wine, and it was obviously cold, but no one moved it.

Not long after, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man shivering with cold walked in.

Without waiting for others to speak, the middle-aged man quickly ran to the stove to warm up while rubbing his hands together.

Only then did the others react. Someone went to close the door, and someone looked at the middle-aged man and asked impatiently:
"Brother Zhang, is there any news?"

Brother Zhang raised his head when he heard the words, and while not forgetting to continue surrounding the stove, he took another jug ​​of wine from the dining table, took a sip, felt his body warm for a while, and then said:
"The matter of the imperial court's new salt is already in sight. It is said that this time the new salt is divided into two types. One of them is called yellow salt because of its yellowish color. Poor, but because the color is not good-looking, we can get salt for [-] ren!"

"Forty Wen a catty of salt?"

Hearing Brother Zhang's words, several businessmen in the private room looked at each other with some fiery eyes.

Brother Zhang didn't look up, but he seemed to know what they were thinking, so he added:
"Don't be too happy, the imperial court also stipulated the price of salt. We can't sell more than [-] cash. I heard that we have to pay a deposit. If the salt price exceeds this price, the imperial court will not only confiscate the deposit, but also chase after it." What liquidated damages?"

Someone immediately boasted: "What kind of security deposit, liquidated damages? What about the previous agency fee? Didn't the court collect money in a different way? I really thought I could get salt for forty renminbi?"

Brother Zhang shook his head and said: "You can't say that. It is said that as long as the salt is sold according to the court's regulations, the court will still refund the deposit, and as long as the liquidated damages do not violate the court's agreement, there is no need to pay it. If it’s cheap, more people will buy it, and we’ll still make a lot of money!”

"Brother Zhang, you can only believe this?"

Some people shook their heads, some didn't care, and some nodded, saying:
"The profit of ten cents per catty of salt, excluding the agency fee and various other investments, although the profit may not be much, but as Brother Zhang said, there is still a lot of profit. After all, such things as salt are not worried about selling. Don’t go out, and when you get the salt, deposit, etc., don’t want it, how to sell it is not up to us?”

Brother Zhang glanced at the person who spoke, but didn't speak, but moved his butt slightly away.

Others didn't notice this detail, and someone continued to ask:
"Brother Zhang, another kind of salt?"

"Yes, Brother Zhang, how about another kind of salt? The other kind of salt is the snow-white salt we saw last time?"

When Brother Zhang heard someone ask about the second kind of salt, he nodded and said, "Well, that's right, the other kind of salt is the one we saw from Shen Wendu last time. It is called Snowflake Salt over there, and it is said to be extremely rare, and the court priced it at ten taels of silver for a catty of salt, and the court has no rules on how much we sell per catty!"

"As long as ten taels of silver a catty? Brother Zhang is serious?"

Several people's eyes lit up when they heard that snowflake salt was worth ten taels of silver per catty.

Brother Zhang continued: "Of course it's true, this news was told to me by someone close to Shen Wendu, can it be false? But..."

Brother Zhang paused for a while, and someone immediately became anxious and asked:
"But what? Brother Zhang, tell me quickly!"

These people are very clear about money matters.

Yellow salt and so on, if sold according to the rules of the court, the benefits can be seen.

They didn't understand the liquidated damages, security deposit, etc. for a while, so it's hard to say specifics.

But this snowflake salt is different!
They have seen snowflake salt before, just like Brother Zhang said, the snow is as white as snowflakes, and it is even better than the best table salt at present.

And the key is that the imperial court did not stipulate how much they sold per catty!
During this period, there is a lot of room for manipulation.

Such high-quality table salt, they took it from the imperial court for ten taels of silver per catty, and then sold it, 20 taels of silver per catty is not too much, right?

For those rich or high-ranking officials, seeing this kind of snow-white snowflake salt, some people may think that 20 taels is too cheap.

So when I heard Brother Zhang say the word "but", it was also what these people were most concerned about.

I'm afraid something will happen!
Brother Zhang didn't try to whet everyone's appetite too much, he hesitated for a moment before explaining: "However, there are regulations in the imperial court. If you want to sell snowflake salt, you must first become a salt merchant of yellow salt, and you must sell according to the imperial court rules. Yellow Salt, if you break the rules, the imperial court will not only confiscate the deposit, but also disqualify the new salt merchant."

"And the point is, I've heard that this time it's not just the rich businessmen from Zhejiang, Shandong, Guangdong, Fujian, Jiangxi, and even the Shanxi businessmen from Shanxi got the news, a large number of people drove away Come here, with our individual wealth, it may be difficult to obtain the qualification of a local salt merchant!"

"This is a bit troublesome!"

When several people heard the words, their faces changed, and they were silent for a while!

Brother Zhang silently glanced at a few people, and seeing that they didn't speak, he smiled and said:
"Mr. Zhang, the brothers also know that he has no big ambitions. The goal this time is not snowflake salt. He just wants to become a salt merchant of this yellow salt. Small profits but quick turnover. It must not be difficult to support a family. The brothers think highly of it." Mr. Zhang, why don't we cooperate?"

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In Yingtian City, south of the city, Hualian Temple is a small temple.

There are only seven or eight monks in the temple, but the abbot of the temple is well-known for his kindness, and he often gives out some porridge and rice, so Hualian Temple has become a gathering place for some refugees on weekdays.

In a somewhat crude wing room of Hualian Temple, the abbot of Hualian Temple was standing respectfully in front of a refugee.

On the table in front of the refugee, there were some meat dishes and a jug of fine wine.

Zhu Gaosui ate and drank beautifully, glanced at the host in front of him and said with a smile: "How is it? Is there anything new about the carriage I saw that day?"

Hearing this, the host held the Buddhist ceremony and recited the Buddha's name, and then said: "My lord, those carriages are loaded with a new kind of salt recently produced by the imperial court. Recently, businessmen from all over the world have begun to gather in Yingtian. It is said that they are all for this new salt. Come!"

“新盐？”

Zhu Gaosui looked at the host when he heard the words, and when the host saw this, he took out a small paper bag from his bosom, and handed it over: "My lord, please have a look!"

Zhu Gaosui took the paper bag and opened it, looked at the snow-white salt in the paper bag, blinked, hesitated, then carefully twisted a little, stuck out his tongue and licked it slightly, then his eyes lit up, he looked at the host and said:
"Do you know where this salt is produced? Why didn't I get the slightest news before? Are you sure you can get my name?"

The host smiled wryly when he heard the words, and then said: "Returning to the prince, it is said that this salt was recently produced by the Ministry of Households. As for where it was produced, my subordinates really don't know. The person in charge of this salt is Li Wenyu, the right servant of the Ministry of Households. This person is part of the prince's party, and most of them are written by Xia Yuanji, the Minister of the Ministry of household affairs, and all matters are extremely strict, and there is no trace of information!"

"impossible!"

Zhu Gaosui frowned when he heard the host's words, and then said to himself in a puzzled way: "If the Ministry of Households made this salt, I couldn't have known about it before, and it couldn't be that the Ministry of Households made it suddenly Did it come out? Even so, shouldn’t there be no news at all?”

The host heard Zhu Gaosui talking to himself, but lowered his eyebrows, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

After talking to himself for a while, Zhu Gaosui looked up and saw that the host was chanting scriptures, but he didn't care, so he said: "Go, continue to inquire, and pay more attention to this new salt thing, I always feel that this matter is not so serious. Simple, find out the location of this salt field first, if possible, it is best to get it directly under my name."

"Yes!"

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