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

Chapter 162 Soldiers and their families get benefits when buying salt! This shopkeeper is so conscientious in doing business

Once the people in Xianyang City know that the salt sold here in Beishi is not only delicious but also cheap.

People will come to the North Market to buy salt, and there will be no business in the West Market.

Once this news spreads throughout the Qin Dynasty, several of the largest salt merchants will not have any business in the future.

Thinking of this, the guy knew that he had come to the right place today. If he hadn't come to Bei City, he would have come here.

How could he see such delicious and cheap salt?
"Shopkeeper, bring me a jar of salt!"

"Shopkeeper, I want three jars of salt!"

"I came first, go to the back and line up!"

"Come and take a look, there is cheap and delicious salt here!"

Hearing the shopkeeper talk about the price of selling salt, the faces of the people watching showed excitement.

The people who came from the West Market holding salt shakers hurriedly came to the salt bags.

Give your salt shaker to the man and ask him to fill it.

Some people also gave several salt shakers to the clerk and asked him to fill them.

In their opinion, they don’t know how long such delicious and cheap salt will last, so they might as well buy more.

In order to avoid being unable to buy such cheap salt in the future, some pedestrians who came to join in the fun had a look of regret on their faces.

They don't have salt shakers, and even if they wanted to buy salt, they wouldn't have it in a can.

Some pedestrians left in a hurry to go home, bringing salt shakers to buy salt.

The goatee man saw this scene with a smile on his face.

The effect of selling salt on the first day has been seen, and all passers-by know that the delicious salt in his shop is still cheap.

It won't be long before everyone in Xianyang City knows that there is a salt shop selling cheap and delicious salt in Beishi.

"Old man, I'll fill the salt shaker for you myself!"

The goatee man looked at the old man beside him and said with a smile on his face.

This old man was the first customer to try the taste of salt, and it was the old man who convinced the people around him to trust their fine salt.

"Thank you, shopkeeper!"

There was still a trace of sadness on the old man's face, and now there were crowds of people in front of several salt-buying guys.

He wanted to buy salt but couldn't squeeze in. The shopkeeper's words made him very grateful.

The man with the goatee handed the salt shaker full of salt to the old man. The old man took out the money to buy salt from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

With a smile on his face, the goatee man took a copper coin from the money handed over by the old man.

"Old man, thank you for speaking out just now."

"I only accept one copper coin."

The goatee man looked at the old man with a smile on his face.

The old man was stunned when he heard the goatee man's words, and it took him a while to react.

"That's not possible. The delicious fine salt you sell here is so cheap."

"How can one copper coin buy this jar of salt?"

The old man said and handed the money in his hand to the shopkeeper again.

"Old man, you served in the army when you were young. I have great admiration for the soldiers who served in the Great Qin Army."

"Old man, don't shirk it!"

The goatee man shook his head slightly and refused the money handed over by the old man.

When the old man heard the goatee man's words, there was a hint of excitement on his face.

To be recognized by others is the greatest respect for him in the military.

"The shopkeeper said this, and I won't force it anymore."

The old man looked at the goatee man with a hint of emotion on his face.

The goatee man smiled and walked over to the guys.

Looking at the people queuing up to buy salt, he glanced over and shouted:
"Dear guests!"

"I respect the soldiers of Chongqin. Without their sacrifice, we people would not be able to live such a safe life."

"In the next month, guests who come to buy salt." "Whether it is the guest himself or your family member who has served as a soldier in the Great Qin Army."

“Buy a jar of salt, get a jar of salt for free!”

After the goatee man finished speaking, there was a smile on his face.

Pedestrians who were queuing up to buy salt were stunned when they heard the goatee man's words.

Soon everyone reacted, and some people had excited expressions on their faces.

"The shopkeeper's atmosphere is so great. I didn't expect such a good thing to happen."

"My brother happens to be a soldier on the border. I can buy a jar of salt and get another jar of salt."

"I also retired from the army, and I can also get a jar of salt."

"I am proud to have served in the army!"

Whether they have served in the military or have family members who have served in the military, they are all very happy.

I was really happy to be able to buy such cheap salt today.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected bonus, a jar of salt for free.

There are also some pedestrians with a look of regret on their faces. They have never been in the military.

The family also had not been in the military and could not get a jar of salt.

The old man holding the salt shaker felt slightly moist at the corners of his eyes when he heard the shopkeeper's words.

The shopkeeper respected these people who had served in the military so much, and he was very happy.

The old man never regretted his time in the army, but regretted that he was too old to continue to stay in the army.

The goatee man looked at the scene in front of him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He is one of the few confidants of Mr. Fusu, and he is grateful to Mr. Fusu for taking him seriously.

I always wanted to do something for Fusu, and a few days ago I saw another of the young master's confidants taking charge of the paper business.

He made a lot of money for the young master, and he was very anxious.

A few days ago, the young master found him and asked him to open a salt shop in the north city of Xianyang City.

The man with the goatee was very confused at that time as to why Mr. Fusu wanted to open a salt shop in Beishi.

He also told Mr. Fusu about the situation of salt merchants and salt shops.

Even with the identity of Mr. Fusu, it is very difficult to stand firm.

When Mr. Fusu heard what he said, he took out a small bag containing the fine salt he was selling now.

The man with the goatee was very excited after trying it himself. There is absolutely no such delicious salt shop in Yanxi City.

Selling this salt in Bei City will definitely be able to stand up.

In order to live up to Master Fusu's expectations, he had thought a lot these days.

The scene in front of him at today's opening made him relieved that he had lived up to Mr. Fusu's expectations.

If this continues, the Xishi Salt Shop will soon have no business.

The man with the goatee was originally disgusted with the salt shops in the West Market, selling low-quality salt to the people at high prices.

Even if he knew about this situation before, he had no solution.

Now with the fine salt provided by Mr. Fusu, not only the common people can eat delicious and cheap fine salt.

He can also let out a bad breath and let those unscrupulous salt shops in the West City feel the miserable consequences of having no customers to buy salt.

Mr. Fusu specially told him that within a month there would be no guests who had stayed in the Qin Army.

Or guests whose family members have served in the military will receive a can of salt as a gift when they come to buy salt.

The goatee man also asked Mr. Fusu if he would lose money by doing this?
Mr. Fusu told him clearly that the refining cost of the fine salt he sold was lower than that of those salt merchants.

One month is completely affordable.

The goatee man heard Mr. Fusu's words and nodded to indicate that he would do a good job.

He still remembered what Mr. Fusu said, that the soldiers of Da Qin were going through life and death on the battlefield.

As His Majesty's eldest son, he also hopes to do something for these soldiers.

The goatee man had a hint of respect on his face when he heard Mr. Fusu's words.

(End of this chapter)