The new policy of Xichuan salt industry has been implemented for more than a month.

The salt merchants who behaved in front of Changsun Hong were actually not united, although the profits were thin, but they were still considerable, if you think about it carefully, it is better to have money to earn than no money, right?

And after looking at Jingguan and inquiring about what Changsun Hong did and the background, the next day a salt merchant ran to the salt stack of Ruifuxiang in Rongzhou with cash and paid a deposit.

Doing things is afraid of disunity, and someone prying the corner of the wall is the beginning of the collapse of all confrontational behavior, and after the first brick is loosened, the whole house will collapse.

In the time limit stipulated by Changsun Hong, most of the salt merchants went to Ruifuxiang in Rongzhou with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and cooperated to pay for salt.

The two salt prisons in Lingjing and Fushun also started production smoothly.

For the supervisors of the two places, Changsun Hong also has a big stick in one hand and a carrot in the other, after the threat, he called out the salt merchant behind the two, communicated privately, and promised that as long as the salt supervisor does not have an accident and produces salt smoothly, he will give them the most preferential discount, among the dozens of salt merchants, the price is the lowest, and there is almost no loss.

In doing so, the two of them were naturally satisfied, and their enthusiasm for production was greatly improved, and they were very busy recruiting pavilion households to repair the salt well.

The reason why a little compromise was made was because Changsun Hong was still an official of the Great Song Dynasty, but with his strength, it was not enough to openly oppose the Song court, and many things needed the cooperation of local officials.

In the process, all salt merchants buy salt, must go to Rongzhou Ruifuxiang salt stack to pay money to issue a ticket, with the ticket to the salt pond delivery and loading, in order to transport away the salt, the ticket is specially printed, extremely difficult to counterfeit, there is almost no gap, every pound of salt sold money can enter the account room of Ruifuxiang.

At the same time, the Shimen Fan barbarian army ploughed like a net along the official road from western Sichuan to eastern Sichuan, swept the large and small mountains along the way, burned and killed many Xiangma cottages, and ensured the safety of the trade road.

Xichuan salt industry, once again booming to do, people can not eat meat, but can not not eat salt, since ancient times salt profits are the monopoly of the government, private salt trading is to kill the head, Changsun Hong's parents died on this, feng shui turns, I didn't expect that after more than ten years, Changsun Hong can also sell salt openly.

In terms of daily gold fighting, it is very in line with the current situation of Ruifuxiang salt stack, and the accumulation of a large number of silver and copper coins has almost crowded the silver treasury, and Changsun Hong has to open up a few large empty rooms to store silver coins.

Perhaps, it's time to open a bank.

The eldest grandson Hong pondered whether to open it under the banner of Dali or under the banner of Rui Fuxiang, this business is not tens of millions of capital, but it must be seriously considered.

However, Ran Daqi is very interested, he has been in business for a long time, he is full of profit-seeking instincts, and his sense of smell is extremely keen.

"This shop is good, it's good!" He leaned closer, and his whole face was almost in front of Changsun Hong's nose, although there was a coffee table, Changsun Hong could still smell the copper smell on Ran Daqi's body.

More than ten years have passed, and Ran Daqi is still the chubby snobbish profiteer, with a fake smile on his face forever, the only difference is that he has a little gray hair on his sideburns.

Changsun Hong leaned back: "Do you think it's okay too?" ”

"Of course! A book of great profits! Ran Daqi smiled happily, rubbed his hands and said: "Think about it, we don't have to go out of anything, collect money in the east, lend money in the west, and use other people's money to earn other people's money, it's the same as borrowing chickens to lay eggs, how is it bad?" That's great! ”

"It's good, but how do we make people believe in us?" The eldest grandson Hong glanced at him, and he had been headache for this question: "Others are willing to put money here to us." ”

"Little brother, you look down on yourself too much." Ran Daqi stood up coaxingly, pointed to his nose proudly and said: "I haven't been in vain all these years, you have done a good job in Dali, I am not bad in Jiangnan, you have time to go to the south to see, but all the rich people who do business, when they mention our Rui Fuxiang, which one doesn't give a thumbs up?" The cloth and satin that people wear from the morning, the dishes, chopsticks, cups and saucers used to eat at noon, and the bed sheets covered by sleeping at night, which one does not have our Ruifuxiang products? Not to mention the four treasures of our family's study, almost a single tree, no one can match us! ”

"So what? Just because we do a big business doesn't mean that others believe in us. "Changsun Hongdao, being a bank is different from doing something else, there is a big difference.

"Hehe, let's not hide it, little brother, we also do business in the imperial city, and we supply a lot of things in it, which can be regarded as a first-class imperial businessman." Ran Daqi said proudly: "I don't know about others, but as soon as my Ran Daqi and Rui Fuxiang's brands go out, at least many people in the south will sell face, with this reputation, it is very interesting to run a money bank!" ”

Changsun Hong looked at him and was shocked, what Ran Daqi said this time was not bragging, but it was really like this.

This guy has a very high ability to be familiar with himself, he can have a relationship with anyone, and he is good at trading power and money, bribing kung fu is perfect, with this set of skills and Rui Fuxiang's financial resources, he can really eat well in Lin'an, and even the promotion of Changsun Hong and Wang Kui this time, he has also contributed a lot.

Maybe it really works! Eldest Sun Hong thought about it for a while, and felt that since Ran Daqi was so interested, why don't you just say more and let him do it, what if it happens?

Banks, capitalists.

It's funny to think about it, it was able to get the money village that only appeared in the late Ming Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, does this count as turning the wheel of history?

The two talked with great interest, Ran Daqi came here this time for the matter of the salt stack, originally thought that the salt business was big enough, but he didn't expect Changsun Hong to propose such a new thing as Qianzhuang again, and his eyes lit up with excitement, and he chatted for a morning before he went to lunch.

The eldest grandson Hong wanted to accompany him to eat, but was stopped by Na Tuozhi, who returned from the bandits outside.

Na Tuozhi's face was very solemn, and he just said that there was something important. The eldest grandson Hong saw his expression and had a premonition that something was wrong, so he took him to the inner room and saw him alone.

"On the bank of the Dadu River in the north, a team of smuggled salt was robbed." Na Tuozhi lowered his voice and stood up and said to Changsun Hong: "More than 300 people were all killed, the goods were robbed, and the movements were very sharp, and the nearby mountain people did not hear the movement. ”

"We didn't do it?" Changsun Hong looked at him in surprise: "Who else has this kind of ability besides us here?" ”

"Not our people." Na Tuozhi shook his head and said firmly: "We will not kill all the smuggled salt sellers, just get the goods, this is the instruction of the ghost king, and no one below dares to disobey." ”

This is indeed an order issued by the eldest grandson, why such an order is made, it is meaningless.

"Who could it be?" Changsun Hong felt that things were a little bad, and with a ruthless character on his side, it was inevitable that he would be unsteady in his heart.

Natuo Zhi lowered his head and said: "I am investigating, it is roughly from the direction of Tubo, Dadu River is the boundary river of the Great Song Dynasty, Dali and Tubo, the situation on both sides of the river is complicated, and these smugglers are also desperate to take this road." ”

"It was sold to the Mongols by the north, right?" Changsun Hong looked at Na Tuozhi, and after receiving his affirmative answer, he snorted: "These people are not afraid of being bitten by silver!" ”

"There is a shortage of salt in the north, and there is a flood over there, and several salt-producing areas have been flooded, so we can only buy them from Xichuan.

"Which salt merchant's team died?" Changsun Hong snorted again and asked.

"It's the Jia family in the south, a team led by a family member in Xichuan." Na Tuozhi thought for a while and replied: "The Jia family's salt business is big, salt stacks are everywhere in the south, and there are many in Sichuan, and there are officials in the court, and the power is not small. ”

"This is greedy for huge profits, deliberately not buying salt from us, and wanting to find a way to make more money on his own." The eldest grandson Hong shook his head and sneered: "The family has a big business, why can't you think about it so much?" However, the person is dead, and we have just started a monopoly operation, and the first suspicion must be us, who are the Jia family in the court? We need to prepare a little bit earlier. ”

"There are a lot of officials, but I heard that the biggest one now is a deputy envoy along the river, called Jia ...... Jia ......"

Na Tuozhi touched his head and thought for a while before patting his head and exclaiming, "It's called Jia Rudao!" ”

Eldest Sun Hong originally lowered his head and thought about it, but when he heard the sound, he suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and repeated: "Jia Rudao? ”

(End of chapter)