Bang, Ma Shifan's hand slapped heavily on the small table beside him. The teacup was knocked over, and the brown and red tea slammed on the table.

"Father, you are discouraged." Ma Gan comforted on the side.

"Qian'er, are you telling you true?" Ma Shifan asked angrily.

"Father, it's true." Ma Qian said.

"Hmph, this kid is really unusual. There was no salt in Meizhou City, so he went to other places to buy it, and even let him buy it. Ma Shifan felt that he had lost a move.

"Father, don't worry, the eyeliner you said has been successfully inserted into Liu Yong's side. He came to report to me about this salt. With him, Liu Yong's every move is in our hands, father, what are you afraid of? Ma Gan was very calm.

A little maid hurried to clean up the tea bowl.

"How's your little girl? Is it making a fuss again? Ma Shifan asked the little maid about Ma Miaozhen's situation.

"Back to the master, girl, she didn't make trouble today." The maid replied.

"Did she eat then?" Ma Shifan asked again.

"Eat." The maid replied.

"Alright, you go down." Ma Shifan waved his hand.

"None of them are worry-free." He lowered his face again.

"Father, what's the use of Liu Yong having salt? The sauce he makes may not be as good as ours. Isn't it a lost word then? Ma Qian said.

Ma Shifan nodded and said, "Well, you're right. Our Ma family's recipe is the result of generations of hard work. He's a fledgling rookie and really isn't our match. ”

"However, the child heard that the recipe in Liu Yong's hand was given by the old and immortal old Li Tou." Ma Qian said.

Ma Shifan frowned. Because he knew that Lao Litou's formula could compete with his Ma family's formula.

Seeing that Ma Shifan was silent, Ma Gan asked, "Father, what are you worried about?" ”

"Qian'er, have you forgotten why we scared that old Li to death?" Ma Shifan asked rhetorically.

"It's because he robbed our Ma family's business." Ma Qian said.

"Well, it looks like our Ma Ji Sauce Shop has to unite with those three again." Ma Shifan sighed, a faint worry between his eyebrows.

"Father, doesn't he just have a recipe? If you want to make a good salty sauce, you can't just have a recipe. It is also necessary to have a good brewing technician, and skilled workers. Father, I figured it all out for that guy. Well, he doesn't have a good brewing technician. Even if Sun Liuniang learned her husband's skills, she didn't practice it? The other is that he doesn't have a decent contingent of workers. Get a bunch of old wits. Isn't that ridiculous? From a child's point of view, it is difficult for Liu Yong to make a sauce of the same quality as Lao Li Tou. You know, that old plum is a master of brewing himself. ”

Ma Gan talked eloquently, talking about Liu Yong's disadvantages.

"And my father. Liu Yong also has one thing that cannot be compared with Lao Litou. Lao Li Tou is a native of Meizhou City. Although their Li family is here, there is only one branch of him left in the city. But he has a lot of connections in this city. Who do you say he puts the sauce to sell, and who doesn't give him face? And this old Li Tou is usually so good at being a person. He can do business again, and he often does what rebates, and those grocery stores are eager to sell his sauce. ”

"But Liu Yong is different, he is a newcomer. Don't look at the fact that he knows the high-ranking officials of the state capital, but he is not so good under the common people. It is a world of difference from our Ma family. Don't say anything else, just look at that Zheng San, isn't it two-faced? If he is really that good with Liu Yong, why should he listen to us. He has a small shop, and he makes a lot of money every year by selling our sauce. How dare he disobey us? ”

"Those grocery stores, since my father has spoken, no matter how delicious Liu Yong's sauce is, it can't get into their counters. If you can't get into the counter, then he'll buy a fart? The family kept it for themselves. Ha ha. ”

Speaking of excitement, Ma Gan couldn't help laughing.

After listening to his son's tirade, Ma Shifan felt that although what Ma Gan said was a bit of a contempt for the enemy, it was not unreasonable. He had already asked Ma Gan to greet more than 200 shops selling sauce and more than 100 restaurants and restaurants in Meizhou City. Let them not use Liu Yong's sauce. Those merchants also agreed, although there were many who were unwilling, they were also unwilling to offend Ma Shifan because of Liu Yonglai.

One of the reasons why people are willing to patronize these shops is because they have the salty sauce from Ma Kee Sauce Factory. Grocery stores sell salty sauces in bulk and bottles. And the dishes made by the restaurant restaurant with Ma Kee's sauce should also be extraordinarily fragrant. The sauce of Ma Ji Sauce Shop can be said to be a horn through the door, and the sound is outside.

"Well, Qian'er, you did a good analysis. However, Liu Yong's kid is very flowery. We still have to be careful. Maybe he'll break through those shops sometime. ”

Ma Shifan is still more calm than Ma Gan, who is in his early twenties.

"Father, the day after tomorrow is the day of Liu Yong's opening, should we also go to congratulate you?" Ma Qian asked.

"Go, of course. You contact the Li, Zhang, and Wang families, and when the time comes, we will go together to celebrate Liu Yong's kid. After Ma Shifan finished speaking, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"What does Father mean?" Ma Qian asked.

"Let's go to him and send him a bell so that he can sleep forever." Ma Shifan said coldly.

"Father, then we'll make it clear to him." Ma Gan was still a little worried.

"What do you mean by being clear?" Ma Shifan asked rhetorically.

"Father, look, send the bell to the end, this means even a fool can see it." Ma Qian said.

"What's that? We gave him a clock to start the work. Then be responsible for hanging him up, and the service will arrive at home! How? Is that also a provocation? Ma Shifan said with a smile.

Ma Shifan's words passed through Ma Gan's ears and heart, and he immediately stared at him with wide eyes and said, "Father, your trick is high, this is burying people without stinky dung." ”

"If you understand, you can go to the three houses to discuss. Time is running out, so we will pay for the construction of a bell in the name of the four families and send it to it. Ma Shifan commanded.

"Okay, son, let's do it." Ma Qian responded and left.

After Ma Gan left, Ma Shifan sighed and walked out of the house to the back garden. There is a big house in the back garden with a flower hall, a study, a game hall, a bedroom, a kitchen, everything. If you stay in it for a year and a half, you won't feel bored.

Ma Miaozhen was imprisoned in a large house.

Ma Shifan asked for the door to be opened. Lock it after you go in yourself. He was well aware of his daughter's cunning. If she doesn't lock the door, she might slip away in the blink of an eye.

There were five or six maids in the house who were locked up with Ma Miaozhen.