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

Chapter 164: The taste is better than your salt, the price is cheaper than your salt, and you still give salt to guests! Just asking if you are angry!
After Song Feng finished speaking, the whole store suddenly became quiet.

The guys looked at Song Feng with wide eyes, and the smiles disappeared from their faces.

The middle-aged fat man was also stunned on the spot. After a while, the middle-aged fat man came to his senses.

"The price is cheap and the taste is better than the salt in the West Market. How can there be such cheap and delicious salt? It's impossible!"

The middle-aged fat man's face turned ugly after speaking. In his opinion, such cheap salt must taste very bad.

He didn't believe that such cheap salt would taste better than the salt he sold.

When the other waiters heard what the shopkeeper said, they also reacted and looked at Song Feng with slightly pale faces.

Song Feng heard the shopkeeper's angry tone, and he knew that the shopkeeper was angry now.

"Shopkeeper, everything the villain said is true."

"The villain bought some salt from a customer who bought salt from Bei City and brought it back."

Song Feng said, taking out a cloth bag from his arms.

When leaving Bei City, Song Feng suddenly thought that he would just go back.

If you tell me what you saw, the shopkeeper may not believe it.

So he turned around and prepared to buy some salt sold in this store in Bei City and let the shopkeeper taste it himself.

When we returned to Beishi, the salt shop was already crowded with people.

It might have been dark by the time he bought the salt, but Song Feng had an idea.

I bought some salt with some copper coins from a pedestrian who had finished buying salt.

The middle-aged fat man and several other guys looked at the cloth bag in Song Feng's hand.

The shopkeeper stood up, walked to Song Feng, and opened the cloth bag.

What came into view was a white powdery object. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged fat man had a look of surprise on his face.

The salt sold in the West Market was coarse salt, and this was the first time he saw powdered salt.

Several other waiters also came to the shopkeeper and looked at the cloth bag in the shopkeeper's hand.

When several guys saw this scene, they also had surprised looks on their faces.

They work with salt every day, and this is the first time they see salt like this.

"The powdery stuff in this cloth bag is the salt sold at this newly opened salt shop in Bei City."

"Shopkeeper, you can taste it and you will know that what the villain said is true."

Song Feng looked at the middle-aged fat man and several other guys and said.

When the middle-aged fat man heard Song Feng's words, he looked at the open cloth bag in his hand, stretched out his other hand, took out a little salt from the cloth bag and put it into his mouth.

When the other waiters saw this, they reached out and took out a little salt and put it in their mouths, just like the shopkeeper.

"This salty smell is really salt!"

"This salt only tastes salty without bitterness. This salt is really good."

“This is the first time I’ve tasted such delicious salt.”

"What Song Feng said is true. This powdery thing is really salt."

After several of the guys tasted the salt, their faces looked shocked.

After personally tasting the salt in the cloth bag, several people believed what Song Feng said.

As salt shop clerks, they naturally have no worries about running out of salt.

After tasting the salt in the cloth bag, they also thought that the salt sold in the West Market was not comparable to the salt in front of them.

The middle-aged fat man also opened his eyes at this time, with a gloomy look on his face.

Only after personally tasting the salt Song Feng brought back did he realize how delicious the salt was.

There is no bitter taste at all, just saltiness.

"Shopkeeper, you have tasted the salt sold in Beishi."

"Even the good salt that our West Market provides to the ministers of the DPRK and China must be very different from the salt in Beishi."

Song Feng looked at the middle-aged fat man and said with a gloomy expression.

What they sell to the people in these shops in the West Market is very ordinary refined salt.

The refined high-quality salt was provided to many important officials in the court.

These guys can occasionally get some good quality salt. It is incomparable to the salt in the cloth bag in front of me.

The middle-aged fat man's face became more gloomy when he heard Song Feng's words, and he also thought of this.

Even if they refine the best salt, it cannot compare with the salt sold in Beishi.

It won't take long for this store in Beishi to spread throughout Xianyang City.

By that time, no customers will come to the West Market to buy salt. They will all go to the North Market to buy cheap and delicious fine salt.

Thinking of this, the fat middle-aged man felt a little afraid in his heart, before the guy came back from Bei City.

He thought that this store in Bei City was just a scam, but now it seems that the situation is not that simple.

"There must be a lot of refining processes for such delicious salt at such a low price."

"Isn't this salt shop afraid of losing money by selling salt like this?"

One of the guys had a puzzled look on his face and expressed his thoughts.

The other guys nodded slightly when they heard this, they had the same idea.

Every process of refining fine salt requires a lot of manpower and material resources, which consumes a lot of money.

The salt sold in the North Market is so delicious, so there must be a lot of refining processes.

In this way, the money consumed will naturally increase, and the sales will be cheaper than in their Western Market.

In their view, the store was losing money selling salt.

The more customers buying salt, the more losses the store will make.

The shopkeeper nodded slightly when he heard what the waiters said. He felt that what the waiters said made sense.

As the shopkeeper of one of the largest salt shops in the West City, he knows more than these guys.

In his opinion, the money needed to refine the salt sold in the North Market is definitely more than the money needed to sell salt in their stores in the West City.

This store is selling salt at a loss.

Song Feng had a trace of hesitation on his face when he heard the words of several guys.

After a while, Song Feng gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged fat man: "I still have some news to tell the shopkeeper."

"The shopkeeper of this salt shop in Bei City tells the passers-by who go to buy salt."

"Within a month, the customer who bought the salt himself or a family member had the experience of serving as a soldier in the Qin Army."

“Buy a jar of salt and get a jar of salt free.”

Song Feng looked at the shopkeeper and several waiters and repeated the goatee man's words.

"Pfft!"

When several of the waiters heard Song Feng's words, they didn't stand still and sat on the ground, their faces pale and stunned.

The middle-aged fat man also froze on the spot, staring at Song Feng with wide eyes.

The entire store became quiet again, and only the sound of a few people breathing could be heard.

"How is this possible? Buy a jar of salt and get a jar of salt. Is this shop owner crazy?"

"Da Qin is proud to serve in the army. There are too many people in Xianyang City who have served in the army or have family members who have served in the army."

"The salt sold in this shop is so cheap, but they even give salt to customers."

“I have been selling salt for so long, and this is the first time I have seen something like this.”

Several guys reacted and discussed with each other with shock on their faces.

They were shocked that the price of salt was so cheap. Song Feng told them that this store also gave away salt to customers who bought salt.

Such behavior is considered crazy to them.

The middle-aged fat man also reacted at this time, looked at the crowd with a gloomy face and said:
"The shopkeeper of this store is not crazy. It seems that he misunderstood before leaving."

"The refining cost of the salt sold in this shop must be very low."

"Otherwise, this shopkeeper wouldn't sell such delicious salt at such a cheap price and give salt to customers as gifts."

“I’ve been dealing with salt for so long, I never expected to see something like this again.”

After the middle-aged fat man finished speaking, a chill flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)