I have to say that the efficiency of the Zhang family is still very high.

An hour later, the purchasing manager of Zhang's Mansion came to Ning's steamed bun shop to pick up finger cakes.

Ning Liang hurriedly called Ning Xiu, and explained while smiling: "This batch of finger cakes prepared for the elder is different from that of ordinary village people. These finger cakes are added to the lamb tenderloin, and there is a good yellow sauce, the taste is very special, so it is 25 pieces of paper. ”

Zhang Jing, the purchasing manager of the Zhang Mansion, couldn't help frowning. In the blink of an eye, the price of finger cakes has increased several times, which is really unacceptable.

The Zhang family is wealthy, but there is no reason to be so ripped off, right?

"I said that Ning shopkeeper, isn't it important to pay attention to a letter in business? If you don't believe in your words, how can you open the door to do business after you sit on the ground like this? ”

Ning Liang is an honest man, and when he was asked by Zhang Jing, his face turned red and he was speechless.

Ning Xiu sighed secretly in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Big steward, the kid has the courage to say a word. Confucius Sage said, 'Don't get tired of eating, don't get tired of fine', the cakes made for the elder of the pavilion are naturally finely cooked, and the effort spent is also several times that of ordinary cakes, and the price is not high. ”

"Oh?"

Zhang Jing was obviously a little surprised, raised his chin and said in a deep voice: "Have you ever read?" ”

In his opinion, this Ning family's steamed bun shop is just a few vulgar people, and there are people who can export it.

Ning Xiu said in a harmonious voice: "The boy Ning Xiu is a student member of Jiangling County. ”

The foreshadowing in front is to let Zhang Jing ask this sentence. Even if a scholar is no longer so valuable in the late Ming Dynasty, he is still a scholar, not comparable to a businessman and a minfu.

Zhang Juzheng is a young prodigy, famous for his writing, and it is best to deal with him with some literary atmosphere.

"It turned out to be a showman."

Zhang Jing's attitude is obviously much better. The Ming Dynasty had many preferential treatment for scholars, and Xiucai could be exempted from all forced labor and taxes. Although Xiucai does not have the qualifications to be an official like Juren, he can also be reluctant to be a gentleman in the local area.

"Kong Sheng said that 'you don't get tired of eating, and you don't get tired of being fine', but how can you prove that the cakes you make at home are fine?"

Ning Xiu had already prepared, and immediately replied: "It's better for the chief steward to take away these hundred cakes first, and then pay after the elder and the ladies have eaten and evaluated." If the elder feels that the cake is not fine enough, he has the right to invite the elder of the pavilion as a boy. ”

Ning Liu, who was on the side, stared anxiously, but Zhang Jing, the purchasing manager of the Zhang family, was next to her, and she didn't dare to say anything.

How dare this unlucky kid assert himself. This is a hundred finger cakes, just give them to the Zhang family for nothing?

Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Interesting and interesting, your little husband is really interesting." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand and said: "How can the Zhang family buy things without paying, this is three taels of silver, you don't have to look for it." ”

After speaking, he took out a silver ingot from his coat and put it in Ning Xiu's hand.

"Thank you, Steward!"

Give three taels of silver in one go, it is worthy of the Zhang family, it is heroic!

Ning Xiu's heart was secretly refreshed, before the Ning family relied on steamed steamed buns, and the surplus in January was not three or five taels, but now they earn three taels a day, and the main customer is still the largest advocate of Jingzhou Mansion and their family, and they can blow it for a year.

The reason why he affirmed that Zhang Jingken paid this money was because he was very familiar with the various purchasing systems of large families in the Ming Dynasty. Not only the Zhang family, but almost all the wealthy families have enough oil and water to buy a item.

Naturally, the master understands this. Rather than blocking, it is better to groom. Therefore, the large landlords also turn a blind eye, which is tantamount to acquiescing in the behavior of the purchaser to rub the oil.

When the accounts are reconciled every month, they will check the actual expenses with the budget reported by the buyers, and as long as the discrepancies are not too large, they will not delve into them.

In other words, Zhang Jingken directly paid the money not because he was grateful for Ning Xiu's high righteousness and quick wisdom, but because the unit price of the Chen family's finger cakes rose, and the budget he reported could rise accordingly. And when Zhang Fu reconciles the accounts every month, the fire consumption he can be greedy for will increase greatly.

If a cake is priced at three yuan, he can be greedy for one yuan at most, but if a cake is twenty-five yuan, he can be greedy for seven or eight yuan.

Anyway, the fire consumption is calculated according to the percentage, and the higher the unit price set by Ning Jiading, the more beneficial it is to Zhang Jing.

Dealing with smart people is really pleasant, Zhang Jing looked at Ning Xiu with a smile, and his heart is teachable.

Convenience with others is convenience with oneself, this son is worthy of showing off his talents, that is, he is better than those vulgar people.

But Zhang Jing waved his hand and ordered the servants of the house to move a hundred finger cakes wrapped in oil paper away from the Ning family's steamed bun shop.

Ning Liang hurriedly snatched the silver from Ning Xiu's hand, put it in his mouth and bit it.

"Hehe, it's really silver. Your father and I have never seen such a heavy silver ingot in my life. ”

Ning Xiu rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, can we have some interest?

But three taels of silver would be happy like this, what if it was thirty taels, three hundred taels, three thousand taels?

It is not impossible to earn 3,000 taels with the deliciousness of the finger cake, and the only thing that needs to be solved is the yield problem.

"Good son, what a good son of my father. Xiu'er, how do you have such a long brain, you can make money if you read well. ”

Ning Liang rubbed his palms and praised Ning Xiu.

"Let's have two drinks tonight!"

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, Ning Liang patted his son's shoulder and sighed.

"Father's fate, dare not obey?"

Ning Xiu arched his hand and smiled.

Gangneung Zhang House, Taiyue Hall.

Zhang Juzheng was dressed in a civilian robe, sitting in front of the bookcase, looking at the copy of the song sent from the Beijing Shifei Cavalry.

Although he left Beijing in mid-March and returned to his old mansion in Gangneung to bury his father, he had to inquire about the affairs of the court and the central government, no matter how big or small.

Longen, the son of heaven, ordered the six departments to send a copy of the song to Mr. Yuanfu's hometown, and how to vote and decide depends on Zhang Juzheng's will.

"Mao Xiu, what do you think Your Majesty means by adding 200,000 taels of gold and silver to the inner treasury?"

Zhang Juzheng frowned, put down the song, and asked in a deep voice.

"Returning to my father, the child thinks that His Majesty means to support his integrity."

The reply was Zhang Juzheng's third son, Zhang Maoxiu, and Zhang Juzheng's favorite among the six sons. Zhang Maoxiu was born in Jiajing in 34 years, is 23 years old this year, and will prepare to take the township examination next year.

Zhang Maoxiu has been learning from the ancients since he was a child, and he has not had the slightest hint of the breath of a gentleman. Coupled with his gentle nature and extreme filial piety, it is not difficult to understand Zhang Juzheng's love for him.

In fact, Zhang Juzheng has always cultivated his third son as a successor.

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ps: One ingot and three taels of silver in the Ming Dynasty are about 120g now, which is a small ingot. In addition, the price of silver in the Ming Dynasty really changed quite a lot, basically starting from Wanli to a large influx of silver, becoming worthless.