Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji with a confused expression and said, "Who will pay for what money?" Wine should be sold at a high price, salt should be sold at a high price, and then subsidize the beef and mutton that was bought from them, at least not to make the Tatars feel at a loss, understand? ”

Zhu Zhanji keenly grasped the two key words of salt and beef and mutton, and asked: "You also plan to sell salt?" Also, are you planning to buy cattle from? ”

Yang Shaofeng nodded and said: "From the time you came to my house to now, I have two cows in my family that I can't think of, if it goes on like this, how many cows will my family have to raise?" Does it cost to raise cattle? ”

Zhu Zhanji snorted coldly: "There are two cows in your family that can't think of it, but you made them can't think about it, so they fell to death, obviously you want to eat beef, what does it have to do with me?" ”

Yang Shaofeng said: "There are good cattle on the grassland, this is something that no one can deny, the key is that the weather on the grassland is changeable, especially in winter, once there is a white disaster, a large number of cattle and sheep will die, all wasted."

In the spirit of caring for the Ming imperialist feelings of the vassal tribes, shouldn't we buy their cattle and sheep? Ben Gongzi was moved to death just thinking about it! ”

Zhu Zhanji snorted coldly and said, "You are just here to eat meat!" ”

Yang Shaofeng shouted: "How can you smear people's innocence out of thin air? This is a great thing to care for the vassals, how can it be called that I want to eat beef? ”

Then there were a lot of difficult words, such as what Zhuangzi should have asked if there was a cow falling to death, and what beef on the grassland was more delicious and did not violate the Ming law, and so on, and the atmosphere became cheerful for a while.

After laughing a few times, Zhu Zhanji said, "What's the matter with selling salt?" Sell salt to the Tatars? Are you still planning to sell iron pots or something? ”

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji with the eyes of a fool and said, "Can iron be sold?" You don't know what that thing can do, sell that thing to the grassland, do you want me to be hung by His Majesty on the city gate building? ”

Zhu Zhanji sneered: "You also know that iron can't be sold? What about salt? Besides, the Tatars would be so honest with you? There won't be any demon moths? ”

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "Let me correct you first, the exact statement is the steppe, or the Tatar and Warat tribes, not the Tatars."

Assuming that we are doing business now, then this market is our seller's market, and we say that we want to sell things to the Warat people by the way, and he Arutai does not agree, then he can not do business with us at all, and then wait for Daming to beat him. ”

Zhu Zhanji, whose thinking was obviously deviated, shook his head and said: "No, it should be that we do business with Arutai, and then secretly support Mahamu, and then provoke them to disagree in the middle."

Didn't Huang Daxue have studied, and his points are easy to make, and one is difficult to draw.

You do business with both of them at the same time, what if these two abandon their old hatred and get together again? ”

Yang Shaofeng sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about, how can I, as the Heavenly Empire, secretly provoke the vassal states to fight each other?" Don't mention this again! ”

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's bewildered look, Yang Shaofeng continued: "Treat everyone equally, both families raise sheep - sheep dung is not the same as cow dung can fertilize the land, and sheep dung that has not undergone fermentation cannot be directly used as fertilizer, except for burning the soil, I am afraid that it will have no other effect."

Salt will also be sold for two families, and as for what bad things some black-hearted businessmen have mixed into it, who can say for sure? Anyway, our businessmen in the Ming Dynasty have a conscience that let dogs eat them, and few of them are good things. ”

Zhu Zhanji still looked confused: "Do you dare to say it in more detail?" ”

Yang Shaofeng spread his hands and said: "Don't dare, God knows this, Your Majesty can know, I can know, and the person who implements it can also know, but you can't know."

But what I can tell you is that as long as this salt flows into the grassland, the grassland will never pose a threat to my Ming Dynasty in more than ten years. ”

Zhu Zhanji said suspiciously: "So, you sell wine at a high price to subsidize the loss caused by the purchase of cattle and sheep, on the surface, you are greedy for tongue, or you want to make profits from cattle and sheep, but the real purpose is to get this salt to the grassland?" ”

Yang Shaofeng nodded and said: "Of course, our silk is also a good thing, which can be sold to their nobles, and then buy wool from their herdsmen to make blankets and sell it to their herdsmen, including the beef and mutton we bought The same is true, it seems that there is no problem with processing it and then selling it back, so that they can become low-end suppliers." ”

Zhu Zhanji suddenly exclaimed, "I remember." ”

Yang Shaofeng was stunned and said, "What do you think of?" This is a surprise, can you still talk well? ”

Zhu Zhanji said: "I suddenly remembered, what you are doing now is like what you used to say about those Confucian scholars in the capital, belonging to the kind of people who want to be a sister and set up a memorial arch." ”

……

Yang Shaofeng suddenly wanted to slap himself in the mouth, he had nothing to say to Zhu Zhanji what these things were for, a good child was taken away!

After coming back to his senses, Yang Shaofeng said: "No, this is different, we are caring for the vassal countries, and it is a real thing to let them get benefits, which is different from those Confucian scholars visiting the Qinhuai River." ”

didn't answer Yang Shaofeng's words at all, Zhu Zhanji sneered and said, "Say whatever you want, I can't argue with you anyway."

However, this time you thought about it well, but you overlooked one of the most critical issues. ”

Yang Shaofeng was stunned: "What's the problem?" ”

Zhu Zhanji said: "Have you ever thought about it, what you need to make wine is food, but where does the food come from?"

In the twelfth year of Yongle, the Ming Dynasty received 30 million stones of grain, but the 30 million stones of grain had to be used for military purposes, and the reserve warehouses, Jinong warehouses, Changping warehouses, volunteer warehouses, community warehouses, and righteous warehouses were also needed.

If you don't have enough food, can you increase the yield of this wine? Without production, what if you sell it at a high price?

If you can't make money by selling alcohol, what do you do to subsidize the loss of buying beef? Still want to buy wool? You just think about it, if you really want to be hung by Your Majesty on the city gate tower. ”

Yang Shaofeng simply brought the wine jar on one side to the table, pointed to the wine jar and said with a smile: "How did this jar of wine come out?" ”

Without waiting for Zhu Zhanji to answer, Yang Shaofeng continued: "We came back through the Drunken Immortal Building, got a hundred jars of wine, and spent a total of one hundred taels of silver, and then distilled it into this kind of wine, and got a total of about ten jars."

In other words, the cost of this jar of wine is about ten taels of silver, right? ”

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "That's not enough, you drink it yourself, and the Drunken Immortal Building can still get it for you, but once the border market is opened to each other, the amount that needs to be involved is more than that, and the amount needed by the Drunken Immortal Building is also very large, right?" ”

Seeing that Lin Yu was not there, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but feel a little regretful - if his brother-in-law Lin Yu was here, he would definitely be able to tell Zhu Zhanji what business was.

He got up and took a porcelain bottle from the shelf next to him, poured some wine into it, and said, "Who is this wine for?" To the common people? No, this wine is for the dignitaries, will they care about the silver? ”

After sneering, Yang Shaofeng continued: "Just such a small bottle, less than a catty, a hundred taels of silver!" If you can't afford it, don't drink it! ”

Zhu Zhanji sneered: "I think you are really crazy, there are thousands of good wines in the world, you mix these kinds of wine together and distill it, and sell it for a hundred taels of silver for a catty?" Do you know how much it is? ”

Yang Shaofeng said: "One tael of silver is one thousand wen, one hundred taels is one hundred thousand wen, according to the price of twenty wen to buy a big fat chicken, one hundred taels is enough for five thousand, let's eat one at a time, it is enough for us to eat for four or five years." ”

Zhu Zhanji said: "Then who do you think will come to buy your wine?" Guanglu Temple doesn't dare to buy you this! ”

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "Guanglu Temple naturally doesn't dare, if they spend a hundred taels to buy a bottle of this wine, it will be dried by His Majesty the Emperor on the city gate building."

But those rich people are different, they can afford to spend ten taels of silver to buy such a bottle of wine, and they don't care about spending an extra ninety taels at all. You have to figure out their psychology, is this drinking? ”

Zhu Zhanji was stunned and said, "It's not wine, what is it?" ”

Yang Shaofeng said with a smile: "This wine is called Immortal Drunk, so what you drink is not wine, this is life, taste, difference, and the feeling of looking down on the common people."

For example, tomorrow we will go to the Drunken Immortal Tower, and ask Timur to drink a bottle, do you think those rich people in Shuntianfu will be greedy?

From time to time, there will definitely be followers, and when the time comes, don't make this wine a good wine, even if this wine is rancid, they will also think it is delicious, after all, it is the taste of silver! ”

Zhu Zhanji was completely speechless, it seemed that anything that came to Yang Shaofeng's mouth could become another thing.

After pondering for a long time, Zhu Zhanji continued: "By the way, when will the negotiations with Timur begin?" ”

Yang Shaofeng said: "What is so crucial? Didn't you see that the school is about to be completed? After the project of the school is completed tomorrow, I will continue to command the farmers to dig the fish pond, what is this son busy with? ”

Zhu Zhanji pointed to the food on the table and said: "So, you think about eating, lying down for an afternoon, and you have to let Ling'er pinch your shoulders and pound your legs, this is all for you to be busy, too tired?" ”

Seeing that Young Master Yang ignored him, Zhu Zhanji continued: "How long are you going to hang them?" ”

Yang Shaofeng put down the wine bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "Let's talk to him in a hurry, it will make people suspicious, and even think that we are thinking of some way to harm them."

But if it is left to dry for too long, it will make them think that we are not sincere and do not want to talk to them about the border market.

So, let's let it dry for three days and five days, not long or short, just right. ”

PS: Forget it, I didn't think of any good reason, anyway, it's a few minutes late, everyone treats this chapter as yesterday's~