A hundred taels?

The salt merchant and squire who were wavering heard that Yang Dashi had only pledged one hundred taels, and their eyes couldn't help but flash with a hint of surprise, and they turned their heads to look at Yang Dashi in confusion.

One hundred taels of ordinary people may be a huge amount of money, but for these wealthy salt merchants, it is at most the money for a meal, and the reward for the girl in the Qinglou is more than that.

However, Yang Dashi, as a representative of the Jin merchants and one of the most powerful salt merchants in the Ming Dynasty, only pledged a mere 100 taels, which is really incredible.

Yang Dashi didn't pay attention to everyone's gaze, but smiled at Lin Haoran and explained, "Please also forgive Lord Qincha!" Since Yan Maoqing imposed the salt tax, the sale of salt is far inferior to the sale of cloth, especially last year, when I lost money to sell all the houses in Taiyuan, I really have more than enough heart and not enough power! ”

When the salt merchants heard this explanation, they immediately understood Yang Dashi's intentions, and they secretly gave a thumbs up.

Lin Haoran went south this time, but he actually came to target their group of salt merchants. If they pledged most of the silver taels, but it exposed the fact that they had obtained a lot of salt profits, it would be better to cry poor at this moment.

With the tone of crying poverty, no matter what kind of salt policy Lin Haoran implements next, they can face it calmly, and then let Lin Haoran's new salt policy go bankrupt directly.

"Yang Yuanwai poured out the suffering of our salt merchants, although I don't have enough money, I am willing to pledge one hundred taels!"

As soon as the words fell, Fan Qianshan's face immediately appeared with a sad look, and even a layer of tears appeared in his eyes, and he also complained to Lin Haoran and pledged his donations.

Drama spirit!

Weng Zirong, the representative of Zhejiang businessmen, watched the performances of Yang Dashi and Fan Qianshan, but couldn't help but secretly discuss.

"It's too difficult to sell salt now, I pledge a hundred taels!"

"Yesterday, there were still creditors who came up to ask for debts, but I am willing to do my best to donate a hundred taels!"

"My family is now coarse tea and light rice every day, but for the people of Yangzhou, I pledge to donate fifty taels!"

……

With the statement of Fan Qianshan and Yang Dashi, the two leaders of the Shanxi merchant gang, the other Shanxi salt merchants almost didn't think about it, and they just cried and pledged their donations one after another.

Ma Zhixian listened to the group of people all pledge "one hundred taels" and "fifty taels", and his hand that was about to write couldn't help but stop, and he turned his head to look at Lin Haoran as if he couldn't grasp the idea.

"This is an ordinary fundraising move, everyone can do what they can, and Ben Qincha is also very pleased!" Lin Haoran responded to Yang Dashi, and looked at Ma Zhixian again: "Ma Zhixian, write everyone down, don't make a mistake!" ”

"Yes!" Ma Zhixian knew that the donation of 100 taels by these salt merchants was simply humiliating, but he still seriously recorded his name and the amount of the pledge.

Hey?

Xu Yi had been sitting quietly next to him and watching coldly, and suddenly found that Lin Haoran was not angry at all, but he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"I really take myself seriously!"

"It's ridiculous to want to implement the ticket salt law and raise donations from our salt merchants!"

"Some people are so unaware that they are humiliating themselves, who is to blame?"

……

Yang Dashi and other Shanxi salt merchants looked at Lin Haoran tired of eating, but they didn't notice Lin Haoran's abnormality, and they were more gloating in their hearts, treating Lin Haoran as a joke.

"I'm willing to give 10,000 taels!"

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the first table.

Fan Qianshan, Yang Dashi and other Shanxi salt merchants, who were secretly happy, were a little caught off guard, and they were looking for prestige, but they saw Xu Yunan, a representative of Zhejiang businessmen, raising a fat hand high.

Damn it!

Yang Dashi saw Xu Yunan stand up to support Yu Lin Haoran, and his forehead immediately rose with green tendons.

With the decline of the "Kaizhongfa", the Jin merchants lost their geographical advantages, so the Zhejiang merchants with strong financial resources marched into Yangzhou City to snatch the cake of Huaiyan. Although the Jin merchants still retained a third of the share, the two sides already had a grudge.

Now Xu Yunan has stood up for Lin Haoran again, but he has intertwined new hatreds and old grievances.

Xu Yunan's heart actually experienced a struggle, and finally resolutely said to Lin Haoran: "Lord Qincha shoulders the heavy responsibility of the emperor, and he can still seek the well-being of the people of Yangzhou, and the ugly people are willing to help!" ”

"Ben Qincha thanked the people of Yangzhou for their generosity!" Lin Haoran looked at Xu Yunan with satisfaction, and responded with a smile.

There were not many salt merchants from Jiangsu and Zhejiang present, and watching Xu Yunan, one of their leaders, stand up and openly support Yu Lin Haoran, it caught many people off guard.

It's just that they didn't unconditionally support Xu Yunan, but seemed to be worried.

It is said that it is the best choice for them Zhejiang Merchants to target Lord Qincha together with Jin Merchants now, but Xu Yunan chose to support Lord Yu Qincha. Although this move hit the Jin merchants, it was difficult to guarantee that they would be cocooned.

You must know that once Lin Haoran implements the ticket salt law in Huaiyan, their salt merchants in Jiangsu and Zhejiang will also be hit hard, and Lin Haoran is very likely to be an enemy who is even more hateful than the Jin merchants.

"I'll give five hundred taels!"

It was at this time that Chen Boren, president of the Lianghuai Chamber of Commerce, no longer disguised, but openly jumped out to shout at Lin Haoran.

Of course, he would not take the initiative to tear his face, and explained seriously to Lin Haoran: "Yang Yuanwai is right, it has been difficult to sell salt in recent years, and now I only have the surface glamorous, and I also ask Lord Qincha Haihan!" ”

Lin Haoran glanced at Chen Boren deeply, and just nodded noncommittally, no longer bothering to talk to this person.

Although Chen Boren's ancestral home is in Shanxi, he has already moved to Yangzhou and is a local businessman in Yangzhou. In addition, he served as the president of the Lianghuai Chamber of Commerce, and he had great influence in the salt merchant community.

"I'll give three hundred taels!"

"I'll give three hundred taels!"

"I'll give four hundred taels!"

……

Many salt merchants saw that Chen Boren only pledged 500 taels, and it was impossible for them to increase it indefinitely, so they all looked up to Chen Boren's 500 taels, but they pledged a low amount.

Ma Zhixian saw that the remaining salt merchants had subscribed for three or four hundred taels one after another, and there was a certain gap between the silver taels required, so he stopped the brush in his hand and turned his head to look at Lin Haoran worriedly.

Lin Haoran raised the wine glass to his mouth, knowing that this fundraising would not reach the goal, but he spit out two words lightly: "Write it down!" ”

"Yes!" Ma Zhixian didn't understand what Lin Haoran had in mind, but he still nodded honestly.

"I'll give 10,000 taels!"

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled, just when Chen Boren and the others were proud, another rather majestic voice came out.