Ran Daqi slapped the table and said happily: "That's a good dare!" Erlang, come on, let's discuss, next, how to do the paper mill business. ”

For the eldest Sun Hong's style, it is clear that a young man who has no hair is talking in an old-fashioned tone, Ran Daqi is already accustomed to it, and subconsciously treats the person opposite who has not wiped the oil on his mouth as an equal, and he does not have any contempt at all because the other party is young.

Heroes are young and always white-headed, Gan Luo is twelve years old, Li Cunmao is knighted at the age of fifteen, and Huo Qubing is eighteen years old to lead the army, these allusions Ran Daqi listened to the storytellers in the teahouse and always knew something, and he no longer felt unbelievable about all kinds of incredible things that Changsun Hong did like a miracle.

This is a person who has the ability to help himself and his ancestral business, and who is willing to help himself, is enough.

"The old way, send, don't need money, send out the first pool of inventory." Changsun Hong's body straightened up, and when it came to business, he never smiled hippiely, and a spirit of not being angry and self-righteous arose spontaneously from his gradually strong body: "You will send it near Hezhou, and then see the effect, and start selling it from the second pool, and the price should be set cheaper than the paper on the market, as long as it has a small profit." ”

"Huh?" Ran Daqi grinded his teeth painfully: "Our paper is so good, it is too cheap to be drawn." ”

Eldest Sun Hong took a sip of tea, sent a thank you smile to Ran Pu, who was drawing a map on a piece of paper on the side, and continued: "There is nothing that cannot be drawn. This is to occupy the market, suppress competitors, everyone to buy our paper, naturally will not buy others, a long time, the bankruptcy of the bankruptcy, the closure of the Zhang, the market is full of our paper, at that time, how expensive to sell is not our final say, right? ”

"However, the process is bound to be very long, and we have a lot of ...... Profits are low. Ran Daqi values immediate interests and is very reluctant.

"It doesn't matter if it's low, after all, there must be something to be earned." Changsun Hong laughed and knocked on the table: "The raw materials are cheap, how much is the wood?" Well? Cheaper than bamboo, right? Isn't it cheaper than the bark of a tree that is a hassle to peel? The cost is too low, we have the advantage on this, those ores are basically the price of cabbage, no one wants things, if you are not afraid of trouble, we can even use paper to exchange, a piece of paper can be exchanged for half a year. ”

Ran Daqi immediately volunteered: "I'll go, I'll bargain, and then reduce the cost." ”

Changsun Hong looked at him approvingly, encouraged him with a "teachable" look, and said, "Okay, it's up to you." ”

Ran Daqi did what he did, he asked the eldest grandson Hong for the recipe for the ore, and immediately went out to buy it. Changsun Hong is not afraid to give it to him, there is still a problem with the formula when the ore is bought, and it is useless to take it.

The room was quiet, and Ran Pu, who was bored and drawing, had already drawn a lot of things on the paper, this person was like this, he liked to remember the places he had been to in his mind, and then drew on the paper with his memory, and the map drawn by Sun Hong had seen it, which was amazingly accurate, and the scale was purely based on the feel, and it could reach a very accurate level, which made people have to admire his super memory.

Changsun Hong stretched out his head to look, but Ran Pu looked up, put down the brush, and said, "Erlang, you are really bold, aren't you afraid of being injured by assassins?" ”

The eldest grandson Hong grinned and said unashamedly: "I have practiced kung fu, what are you afraid of?" ”

Ran Pu looked at him and shook his head: "It's not a question of kung fu, it's a matter of guts, the incident happened suddenly, in that case, the emergency test is the emergency response, the timid were stunned at the time, where would they think of counterattacking?" ”

This is common sense, the eldest grandson Hong picked up the teacup and drank tea reservedly.

Ran Pu said again: "Mo Changbin was sitting in front of you, the assassin's knife fell and stuck in the ground in front of him, scaring him out of his urine, many people saw it, and he was disgraced and thrown to his grandmother's house." ”

Changsun Hong smashed his mouth and spit out a piece of tea leaves: "That guy has a pair of skins, strong on the outside and dry in the middle." ”

"Yes, but it saves you a lot of trouble." Ran Pu smiled and said: "You don't know, I went to the academy just now, and many people were discussing, saying that Mo Changbin and they have a few people who are quite literary on weekdays, and they are discussing to give you a good look at the literary meeting. ”

This news was unexpected, and Changsun Hong raised his face: "Give me a good look?" What looks good? ”

"A few of them seem to have the benefits of others, and they want to pick you out to compare words in the word assignment link of the literary meeting, your song "Drunk and Down" is famous, they want to deliberately point you out, so that the students in the audience can compare with you, they don't shy away from this, they go everywhere to show off, you haven't been to the academy for a few days, so I don't know." Ran Pu said.

"Oh?" The eldest grandson Hong was lazy and lost interest, and he never took the jealousy of children to heart.

He found it interesting that Mo Changbin peed his pants, he was still peeing his pants in public at the age of eighteen, and he hadn't heard of it for a long time.

The two talked and laughed for a while, it was late at night, and Ran Daqishen didn't know where to buy ore in the middle of the night, anyway, he was the head snake of the land, and some had a relationship, so he didn't care about him.

Changsun Hong slept in the paper mill that night, and Ran Pu lay on the same bed, talked for a long time, Ran Pu's geographical knowledge is profound, Changsun Hong admires it very much, this young man is simply a traveler in this era, he travels out when he has nothing to do, and almost all his footprints have been left in the entire Sichuan.

"Only by reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles can you get the true meaning." This is his mantra.

Perhaps, like him, it is not a bad thing to see and walk more in this era.

The eldest grandson Hong thought.

……

The turmoil at the cultural meeting caused a lot of movement in Hezhou, the whole city was under martial law, and the three classes of bad people in the prefecture and county were not idle, and the local soldiers of Waijia were not idle, and they searched and arrested with great fanfare, and began to search their bodies in and out of the city gate, and all those with the pattern of the god of wells tattooed on their bodies were all arrested and thrown into prison.

"Dig three feet into the ground, and find out the murderer behind the scenes!" Grandmaster Dao faced the big bosses and small leaders standing below in the hall of the state government and shouted with a dark face: "All the roots of the Jingshen Gang in Hezhou must be dug up, and no one can be left!" ”

He knows that this matter is not simple, there is an intricate entanglement of private salt interests behind it, this is a forbidden area, and even the envoy responsible for investigating and seizing illegal salt dares to assassinate him, so you can imagine how rampant the secret salt power is.

Therefore, the slogan on the surface was loud, but in fact he didn't dare to make a move, and the officials below knew better than him, and he caught hundreds of tattooed salt farmers as substitutes for the dead ghosts, and they handed over.

After all, this is a force that Li Jie can't suppress, there are gangs of the Jingshen Gang all over the place, openly and secretly, everywhere, maybe there is something in the state ya, in case others are forced to be anxious, it is also very easy to cut the head of the Grandmaster Dao in the dark.

Left and right, leaving room for everything, the Grandmaster understands the truth.

But some people don't believe it.

Within two days, several bloody heads were placed on the Dengwen drum at the entrance of the Hezhou Prefecture at dawn.

Blood flowed all over the ground, staining a large area of the ground red.

(End of chapter)