After more than ten days of traveling, Xu Jie finally came back from Luoyang City.

"Three hundred and twenty wounded horses!"

When Merton heard Xu Jie's report on the harvest in Luoyang City, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"With the methods and medicines sent by the owner, the three hundred and twenty horses are now gradually recovering, and I believe they will return soon." Xu Jie said that the 320 horses he said were indeed injured horses that had recovered most of them, and there was no weakness.

"Shopkeeper Xu has worked hard!" Merton said excitedly.

Xu Jie showed a smile of relief, knowing that his first battle in Mojia Village had finally begun, Xu Jie's trip to Luoyang not only got 320 injured horses, but also widened the trade route of Mojia Village in Luoyang City.

And unlike Xu Jie's previous difficult business, using Merton's method to make a time difference in Luoyang, these 300 horses are almost the same as picking up, such an easy business, but Xu Jie, who has been in business all his life, has never experienced it.

And the second battle is Xu Jie's carefully planned Mojia Food City, which is the most important battle for Xu Jie to gain a firm foothold in Mojia Village.

Artificially hatched chickens, ducks and geese have grown up after a few months of growth, and Merton's launch of Mojia Food City at this moment is to fulfill the promise made to Li Shimin that there will be no meat and hurt farmers.

"The matter of the Mojia Food City will trouble Mr. Xu." Merton Road.

Xu Jie nodded solemnly, he found that Mojia Village's business was very different from his previous business, in the past, he only did business to make profits by unscrupulous means, while Mojia Village pursued more win-win results, he had never heard of selling things to customers to help customers make profits.

"After-sales service!" Every time Xu Jie thinks of the word that Morton said, he has a new layer of insight.

Mojia Food City is actually the product of the transformation of Goubuli Bun Shop, the Fish Zhuangyuan Building and the Moji Exhibition to integrate resources.

Since the settlement of the Mo Hospital, the road in front of the Guozijian has gradually become prosperous, people come and go every day, the river is endless, since ancient times, it is easy to form a commercial area in front of the hospital and the school, and the Mojia Food City naturally came into being.

And Xu Jie since tasting the food of Mofu, he is full of praise, coupled with the study of the branch model of Goubuli Bun Shop, he immediately felt that there is a lot to be done, Mojia Food City is Xu Jie's attempt to formulate Mojia Village, if it is feasible, it will be immediately promoted like Goubuli Bun Shop.

Fish-like building!

Xu Jie and Master Yu looked excitedly at the construction of the ink art exhibition.

"Brother Xu, don't worry, you will definitely not be able to delay the young master's affairs!" Master Yu said with a smile.

The most important thing in Mojia Village is the people who make workers, and in just over ten days, the Mojia Art Exhibition has been transformed into a huge food court.

"Mojia Village is really skilled!" Xu Jie watched with admiration as the huge heavy objects were easily lifted and installed by the Mo family disciples with a pulley tool.

In Xu Jie's eyes, why doesn't this tool have huge commercial value? Xu Jie felt that Mojia Village had more and more surprises for him.

Of course, now is not the time to promote, according to Master Zhang, they are developing an iron rope made of steel wire, if the development is successful, it is easy for a person to lift 10,000 catties of heavy objects with the help of this tool.

Xu Jie suppressed the shock in his heart, he could imagine how much of a sensation it would cause once Mojia Village was really developed.

Xu Jie has only joined Mojia Village for half a month, but he found that he was shocked too many times, but the most important thing now is the Mojia Food City in front of him.

"When it comes to training chefs, please take care of Brother Yu." Xu Jie arched his hand towards Master Yu.

The most important thing in the food city is the chef, and this part is all handed over to the fish master to be responsible for training.

"Brother Xu, don't worry, I won't let you down." Master Yu confidently assured,

At this moment, Yu Er ran over in a panic and whispered in Master Yu's ear.

Xu Jie saw Master Yu's face suddenly gloomy, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Yu, but what happened?" ”

"The dog went to buy fine salt just now, but all of them were out of stock!" Master Yu said with a solemn face.

If the fish champion really uses coarse salt as a seasoning, the taste is estimated to drop greatly, and soon the reputation of the fish champion will be lost.

"Fine salt is fine salt in Yuncheng!" Xu Jie's heart moved, and he asked, the Mojia Food City he prepared was also going to use fine salt, and when the time came, there would be a direct shortage of salt, which would be a joke.

"Back to the shopkeeper! The best salt in Chang'an is Yuncheng fine salt, whether it is Sichuan Shujing salt or Qidi sea salt, the taste is very poor, and there are many impurities, usually home is OK, but if you want to use it in a restaurant, it will not work. Yu Er replied.

"Have you ever asked why, how long will it take to arrive?" Xu Jie asked.

"It is said that the production of Yanchi has been reduced, and there are large orders from large customers in other places." Yu Er replied.

"No, I'm going to make a trip myself, and I'm going to buy fine salt!" Master Yu said anxiously, he is a chef, of course he knows the importance of salt, taste means word of mouth, if a restaurant loses its reputation, it is not far from going out of business, Yu Zhuangyuan Building is his hard work, but it can not be ruined.

"Brother Yu doesn't have to go!" Xu Jie smiled bitterly and stopped the anxious master fish.

Master Yu looked at Xu Jie suspiciously, knowing that fine salt is related to the success or failure of the Mojia Food City.

"This matter is still Xu Mou dragging down Brother Yu! Brother Yu doesn't know that the real owner behind the fine salt in Yuncheng is the Taiyuan Wang family! Xu Jie said bitterly.

Yuncheng Salt Pond is one of the most famous salt ponds in the Tang Dynasty, which has been developed on a large scale since the Han Dynasty and is exported to Guannei, which is the most important source of edible salt in Chang'an City!

The Tang Dynasty does not implement the salt and iron official camp, and the Taiyuan royal family has been operating in Taiyuan for hundreds of years, although they do not directly control the salt pond, but they firmly control the most profitable fine salt in their own hands.

From this direct salt cutting method, Xu Jie felt a strong Taiyuan Wang family's past style, and his Xu family firm fell on the Taiyuan Wang family's trick back then.

"Salt is a national weapon, and it is used privately by the public. Master Yu said angrily.

In fact, this is not only Xu Jie's matter, the young master has already made a bad deal with the Wang family in the horse injury incident, he didn't expect the Wang family to use such despicable means.

Xu Jie nodded painfully, he had a deep understanding of the wanton plundering of these families by virtue of the privileges in their hands.

Soon, a notice was posted outside the Yuzhuangyuan Building, closing the door, but it was said to the outside that it was to cooperate with the opening of the Mojia Food City and temporarily stabilized the source of customers.

Sun Yang is in the store!

Wang Zhe was feasting with his eldest grandson, and after hearing the news that the Yuzhuangyuan Building was closed for rectification, he couldn't help laughing and laughing.

Wang Zhe carefully studied the business model of the Yuzhuangyuan Building, and found that the ingredients of the Yuzhuangyuan were directly supplied by Mojia Village, and it was impossible to do anything at all.

"Congratulations, Brother Wang's plan has succeeded, and he has eliminated another fierce rival for Sun Yang's store." Changsun Chong smiled and complimented, no one thought that Sun Yangzhengdian, which was famous in Chang'an City, was also the property of the Taiyuan royal family.

A few months after the Yangxian incident, Sun Yangzhengdian's business gradually returned to normal, but suddenly ushered in the challenge of Yu Zhuangyuan, this time Wang Zhe had to deal with Mojia Village, in addition to exporting gas, more importantly, there was a conflict of interests.

"Mo family, Wang has never paid attention to it, but then Qin Huaiyu and the others will have to rely on the help of the eldest grandson!" Wang Zhe

Arch Hands.

Although the biggest loss of salt this time was Mojia Village, after all, Qin Huaiyu and the three of them were also damaged.

"Brother Wang, don't worry!" The eldest grandson nodded and said, as long as he can deal with the Mo family, he can still withstand this pressure.