Da Qin: From a disciple of Fusu to a generation of imperial masters

Chapter 159: Fusu has murderous intent in his eyes, whoever stops him will suffer! The arrogant salt shop owner!
When Fusu heard Xiao He's words, there was a hint of coldness on his face, "With the teacher's guidance during this period, the Fusu now is much like the Fusu before."

"The indecisive Fusu in the past has disappeared. The teacher brought out the fine salt this time because he wanted the people to buy delicious fine salt at a cheap price."

"If any salt merchants dare to use tricks, Fusu will never let them go."

After Fusu finished speaking, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He didn't like this method before, but now Fusu very much agrees with what the teacher said.

For some people, only fear will make them honest.

Xiao He was stunned for a moment when he heard Fusu's words. Just now he actually felt a trace of murderous intent on Fusu's body.

Xiao He felt a trace of fear in his heart for a moment, and soon Xiao He reacted and looked at Lin Xuan.

The fact that Mr. Fusu has undergone such a big change has a lot to do with Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan had a smile on his face when he heard Fusu's words. Kindness is indispensable.

But sometimes being too kind will only do the wrong thing. Only by making those evil people feel fear will they become honest.

Fusu has changed a lot now. Even if it faces those salt merchants, Lin Xuan believes that Fusu can handle it.

This is why he can safely let Fusu do this.

"Young Master Fusu is right. I believe you, Mr. Fusu."

"Teacher, don't worry."

Fusu and Lin Xuan looked at each other with a smile on their faces.

When Xiao He saw this scene, he thought of those salt merchants.

Those salt merchants must not offend Fusu, otherwise the end will not be easy.

Xianyang Chengxi City!
There are also many vendors gathered in the West Market, selling a variety of items.

There are also many shops in the West Market, almost all of which sell salt.

Outside every salt shop, there are many people queuing up to buy salt.

The salt seller was arrogant and had a proud look on his face.

Most of the people holding salt shakers and queuing up to buy salt looked sad.

The price of salt is very expensive, and ordinary families need a lot of money every time they buy salt.

Even so, they still have to buy salt. If they don't eat salt, they will be physically weak and unable to do farm work.

【Yan Zhai】

The largest salt shop in the West City, this salt shop looks very luxurious.

There were three clerks standing in front of the salt shop. Each clerk had a bag containing salt in front of him.

"Man, why is the price of salt today so much higher than the price of salt yesterday? Is the price marked wrong?"

A middle-aged man wearing patchwork clothes holds a salt shaker in his hand.

Looking at the salt price written on the salt bag in front of him, there was a trace of bitterness on his face.

"This brother is right. During this period, the price of salt is one price per day."

"Salt is so expensive, can it be cheaper?"

“I can’t afford such expensive salt!”

Some people queuing up to buy salt also complained.

During this period, the price of salt was rising every day. The money needed to buy a jar of salt a few days ago was only enough to buy half a jar today.

The salt seller had a hint of disdain on his face when he heard these complaints.

"Hi!"

“If you think salt is expensive, buy it elsewhere!”

"You want to find a bargain with me, the shopkeeper, how can such a good thing happen?"

"It costs a lot of money to refine salt and transport it to Xianyang City."

"You want me to sell it to you at a loss? That's impossible!"

"If you don't have money to buy salt, leave quickly. Don't delay my business."

A fat middle-aged man wearing luxurious silk and a beard walked out of the shop.

There was disdain on his face as he looked at the people buying salt.

A middle-aged man wearing patchwork clothes and others lining up to buy salt.

Hearing such harsh words from the shopkeeper, there was a trace of anger on his face. They just want the price of salt to drop, the shopkeeper mocked them so harshly.

Some people who were about to buy salt heard the shopkeeper's harsh words and looked at the price of salt.

They shook their heads and turned to leave. The price of salt here was too expensive and they couldn't afford it.

You can only go to other salt shops to see if there is cheaper salt.

Others were still queuing up to buy salt after hearing the shopkeeper's harsh words.

There is no way, the prices of other salt shops are almost the same.

Even if they are unwilling to do so, they still have to pay a high price to buy salt.

The middle-aged fat man returned to the shop and sat down, with a disdainful smile on his face.

Daqin's salt mines are almost all controlled by the people behind him and others, and the price of salt sold in Xianyang City is determined by the people behind them.

This is why he is not worried that no one will buy salt. The price of salt in other salt shops is the same.

Even if these people are unwilling to do so, they still have to pay high prices to buy salt.

The people behind him made a lot of money from salt, and he, the shopkeeper, also made a lot of money.

Looking at the people coming and going outside the store, the middle-aged fat man was even thinking.

Should we discuss with other salt shops in a few days to raise the price of salt?

The higher the price of salt, the more they make.

"A new salt shop has opened in Bei City. The salt sold in this salt shop is not only delicious but also cheap!"

The middle-aged man was leisurely thinking about how much the price of salt would increase when he suddenly heard someone shouting outside the store.

"A new salt shop has opened? Is the price still cheap? Is it true?"

"Whether it's true or not, you'll find out if you go and see it?"

"The price of salt here is too expensive. It's better to go to Bei Street to see if there is really cheap salt!"

Some people who were about to buy salt heard the news.

After discussing with each other, they turned around and hurried to North Street.

Even though they thought the possibility of a scam was very high, they decided to go see it for themselves.

If it's fake, it's just a wasted trip, but if it's true, you can save a lot of money.

Soon the West Market, which was very noisy with people coming and going, became much quieter and the number of people was much smaller.

The remaining people don't believe that there is cheap salt in Beishi.

"Shopkeeper, the number of people queuing up to buy salt outside our store has been reduced by half."

A waiter hurriedly entered the store, looking at the fat middle-aged man with a hint of anxiety on his face.

The more their salt sellers sell, the more they earn.

Now that half of the customers buying salt are gone, the waiter will naturally panic.

The middle-aged fat man was stunned for a moment when he heard the boy's words, and quickly realized that there was a trace of disdain on his face.

"Don't panic, this is just a trick of those unscrupulous salt-selling shops."

"Almost all the salt mines are controlled by the shops on our street. Only some small salt mines are still in the hands of other small salt merchants."

"They want to sell salt cheaply, which is harmful to their own interests."

"These people go to Bei City and buy salt at the same price."

"It won't affect our business in West Market, and those small salt merchants won't dare to go against our West Market."

After the middle-aged fat man finished speaking, there was a trace of confidence on his face.

Selling salt in Daqin requires not only a salt mine, but also a background.

The backgrounds behind the salt-selling shops in their West Market are unfathomable.

No other so-called salt merchant can compete with them for profits.

From the perspective of the middle-aged fat man, in a few days the salt shop in Beishi City would close its doors and leave in embarrassment.

The waiter's worries disappeared after hearing the shopkeeper's words. After thinking for a while, he looked at the shopkeeper and said:
"Shopkeeper, do you need to send someone to Bei City to keep an eye on it to prevent any accidents from happening?"

The middle-aged fat man pondered slightly after hearing the waiter's words. After a while, he looked up at the waiter and said:
"You're right, it's better to have someone keep an eye on it. In that case, go to Bei City and see what's going on with this so-called salt shop that sells cheap salt!"

(End of this chapter)