The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Stop talking nonsense, I have 10,000 kilograms of saltpeter in stock now. Saltpeter is rare and difficult to mine. Please think about it and how much money can you come up with? Li Ruoshuang said calmly.

Everyone was stunned, secretly thinking that this female devil had such a calm mind.

Zhao Chen sat aside and said nothing.

Twelve thousand kilograms of ore have been mined in the past few days, but he can sell as much as he wants.

He has the final say on this.

As for this saltpeter, I didn't ask for a penny or a pound before. How about I pay two cents? someone said.

Ahem - Zhao Chen almost choked to death at the price this man said.

This person is shameless.

I dare to say the price of two cents per pound at this time.

You can get out! Li Ruoshuang said to the businessman who said that he was worth two cents a pound.

I……

Why, do you want me to send you off in person? The long sword on the table revealed a blade, shining with a cold light.

The expression of the person who spoke changed, and he immediately ran away as if running away.

He still looked remorseful as he ran.

She thought that she shouldn't bully this female devil like this because she didn't understand business.

Seeing Li Ruoshuang say this, everyone couldn't help but feel a little sad, and their expressions were not very good.

Seeing this, Zhao Chen coughed slightly and said, Everyone, let's talk business. Don't let the atmosphere be so solemn. Why don't you bid freely, and the highest bidder will win.

Free bidding is naturally extremely beneficial to Zhao Chen.

For these people, as long as the bottom line in their hearts is not exceeded, prices will naturally continue to increase.

The shopkeeper is not very old, but he is extremely smart.

Yes, bid well and the one with the highest price will win. This makes sense.

Guys who don't even dare to bid are naturally not qualified to do this business.

Zhao Chen's suggestion was praised by everyone.

Li Ruoshuang looked back at Zhao Chen.

Xindao Zhao

Chen's status is too low. If he had power in his hands, wouldn't these people be played to death by him?

He was really sold out by Zhao Chen and even helped him count the money.

That's it, let's bid. Li Ruoshuang said.

Zhao Chen next to him was holding a wolf hair in his hand, feeling quite excited.

Soon, he will earn the first pot of gold in his life.

Shiwen! One person spoke first.

Ten cents? I'll pay twelve cents. A person next to him said a price with a disdainful smile on his face.

It's only twelve cents, I'll pay fifteen cents. Someone else quoted a price.

The price of fifteen cents has almost reached Zhao Chen's expectation.

The ice cubes in the palace cost fifty cents. That is because there are few ice cubes and they are royal, so they naturally have added value.

But if these ice cubes were put on the market, they would cost only twenty-five cents per pound.

Just selling raw materials is an income of fifteen cents, which is almost enough.

Is there any price increase? There is no shop like this after passing this village. These ten thousand kilograms of raw materials are enough for one of you to make a name for yourself.

You know, no matter what business you are doing, you have to seize the market. If you take one step slowly, you will be slower every step. Zhao Chen said to the bidders in front with a smile.

After hearing what Zhao Chen said, all the businessmen immediately looked at Zhao Chen.

It's really amazing that a young man in his heart can be so proficient in business matters.

They feel here non-stop, and naturally want to be the first to win the market.

But fifteen cents is already their bottom line.

No matter how much it is, you won’t make much money.

My little brother said it well, this first ice market will be won by me, Fan Yanglu.

Come. No one said anything, but the man sitting in the middle nodded and said, I will pay seventeen cents per pound.

The Fanyang Lu family is a family with the fifth surname and Qiwang. Although it has been somewhat declining in recent years, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse.

The Lu people believed that making ice from saltpeter might be an opportunity for them.

Is there any higher one? Li Ruoshuang asked at the right time.

She was also extremely shocked.

Zhao Chen told her that the price of saltpeter this time was estimated to be around fifteen cents per pound.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen just said a few words casually, and someone was fooled, and the price was seventeen cents per pound.

Simply outrageous.

No wonder my mother often told me that men are all liars!

Li Ruoshuang glanced at Zhao Chen and thought to herself.

Everyone was silent. At seventeen cents per catty, the price exceeded their expectations.

Only a big family like the Fan Yang Lu family could afford this price.

In this way, today's ten thousand kilograms of saltpeter will belong to Fan Yanglu's family. Li Ruoshuang said lightly.

Hey - Miss Li, I wonder when will the next bidding for saltpeter be? When Zhao Chen signed the contract with Fan Yanglu, a businessman asked unwillingly.

Even if you can’t eat the first piece, you can still eat the second piece.

Ice cubes are used every year anyway, and saltpeter will not fly away if kept in the warehouse.

Of course, you will also make money next year.

I will notify you about the next bidding. Li Ruoshuang didn't know when the next bidding would be, and it was difficult to ask Zhao Chen face to face, so she explained casually.

Okay, please don't forget to notify me, Miss Li! someone said.

Shopkeeper, you are a good person. Why don't you come with me to Fanyang Lu Family? At least I can give you a job as a big shopkeeper. Isn't it better than living here? The person from Fan Yanglu Family looked at the contract in his hand, and a thick flash of light flashed in his eyes. Deep surprise.

He secretly thought that the little shopkeeper's calligraphy was so good.

His ancestor was Lu Zhi, Fan Yang, a well-educated man.

Coupled with what Zhao Chen said just now about seizing the market, he felt extremely novel.

Then I remembered the desire to solicit.

He is mine. Li Ruoshuang looked at the man in front of her with a sharp voice.

Fan Yanglu's people were shocked.

He thought to himself that Li Ruoshuang's tone made him feel as if he was going to kill him.

Little shopkeeper, I'm Lu Lin, Fan Yang's family. If you are interested, you can come to the Lu Mansion to find me. Lu Lin glanced at the contract, said something, turned around and ran away.

He really ran away without even looking back.

Zhao Chen glanced at Li Ruoshuang and thought that Li Ruoshuang was really scary. Even the people from the Fan Yang Lu family looked like cats before her.

However, Li Ruoshuang seemed to be quite good to herself.

Is it because I'm handsome?

hey-hey……

Zhao Chen felt very happy.

Seventeen cents per pound of saltpeter mine, and in just the past three days, he had earned one hundred and seventy cents.

Although he only needs 10% of it, after deducting the miners' wages, Zhao Chen can probably get about 12 coins.

Twelve times in three days, Zhao Chen felt that his future was bright.

Miss Ruoshuang, you've worked hard today. I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat! Zhao Chen was very happy and said to Li Ruoshuang.

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The next morning, ice cubes were being sold on the street again.

The price of these ice cubes is quite cheap, only twenty-six cents per pound, attracting many rich people who had never bought ice cubes before.

Cheng Yaojin received the news early in the morning and immediately went to the street. When he came back, he ran to his own ice cellar.

Looking at the one hundred kilograms of ice cubes in his ice cellar, Cheng Yaojin was so angry that he didn't even go to the meeting.