Chapter 13 The Potato Feast

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Everyone in the hall is very familiar with each other, and they have a lot of contacts, and they are still fellow villagers, and there are many marriages between each other. It can be said that they share common interests and are connected by blood, they are all old and sophisticated, and they don't ask about business after they come in, on the one hand, they congratulate Fan Yongdou on his 60th birthday, and on the other hand, they laugh and scold each other, and interject and fight. For a while, the VIP room was full of laughter and excitement.

Fan Yongdou saw that everyone had arrived, his hand waved lightly in the air, and the maids standing in the hall exited the hall in unison, and quietly closed the door of the hall.

The hall immediately fell silent, and everyone knew that the dinner was coming, and they all looked at Fan Yongdou. Fan Yongdou smiled slightly, nodded at Fan Sanba, and Fan Sanba, who was standing beside Fan Yongdou, immediately stepped forward and distributed the wad of paper that he was already holding in his hand to everyone present.

Everyone is the head of each family of the Jin merchants, not only worth millions, but also has been through the wind and waves for a long time, they are all fine characters, they are not shocked when they change, it can be said that they can do it without changing their faces.

But watching, watching, something strange happened: Guest Liang likes to be vassally elegant the most, has a long beard, and usually loves it very much. He looked at it, the hand on the long beard couldn't help shaking, a few whiskers were broken, although he grinned in pain, but he didn't care at all, just stared at the things in his hand.

Tian Shenglan held a simple and small snuffbox in his hand, and he habitually took the snuffbox under his nose and took a deep breath. Suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and a sneeze was about to burst out, and he suddenly found that it was not in his own home, and he tried his best to hold back, until his face was red and coughing. He looked around weakly, and found that everyone around him was as if there was no one around, and he didn't care at all.

After all, Zhang Biao was born as a military general, although he has been in business for many years and has experienced a lot, but his personality is still a little impatient, he is looking at the things in his hand, and he is excitedly turning around in the hall, like ants on a hot pot.

There were only Fan Yongdou and Fan Sanba, father and son, who seemed to know that everyone would have such a reaction, but they just quietly watched everyone's reaction, smiling silently.

Huang Yunfa is a big old man and can't read big characters. He looked left and right at the piece of paper in his hand, but he knew what he was doing, but he didn't know what was in his hand. He was not stupid, and when he saw the reactions of other people around him, he knew that there must be something extremely important on this paper. He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and looked left and right. But everyone around him was looking intently at what was in his hands, and no one paid attention to him.

Huang Yunfa had no choice but to pull the sleeve of Wang Dengku, who was good friends with him, from time to time. Wang Dengku was really tired of it, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"My mother, isn't this pie in the sky? Boss Fan, I, Huang Yunfa, am the first to buy shares! Huang Yunfa didn't wait for Wang Dengku to finish speaking, and shouted loudly.

Zhang Biao, who was spinning in circles, was preempted by Huang Yunfa, and couldn't help but regret it, and wanted to slap himself. He immediately stopped, blushed and shouted at Fan Yongdou: "Brother-in-law, the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, you can't forget me." I'm also settled in this stock! ”

Wang Dengku has been in business for many years and has rich experience, compared with Huang Yunfa and Zhang Biao, he seems to be much older. He stood up, threw his hand at Fan Yongdou, and asked in disbelief, "Fan Gong, is this true?" Can glass, glass mirrors, woollen cloth and Persian carpets really be produced? Can your Fan family really let us take a stake? ”

Everyone's eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and they all looked at Fan Yongdou with a "brush", the original calmness on their faces had already flown out of the clouds, and the greedy faces of profiteers were visible at a glance.

"It's true! The secret recipe for making these things was purchased from the West by the grandson of the old man, and there will be no fake! And there will be more and better rarities to be released in the future. Fan Yongdou said slowly, his voice unhurried: "This business is too big, our family will eat alone, and we will be stripped to death." We are all fellow villagers, and we are relatives, we share weal and woe, of course, we must share each other's benefits, and the fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders! ”

The Fan family has been a businessman at the border for many years and has a prominent reputation. Fan Yongdou has been faithful for a long time, and what he says has always been a spit. If he can say this today, everyone here knows that this matter is already catching an old turtle in a jar, and it is nine times out of ten.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly got up and left their seats, and bowed to Fan Yongdou together to express their gratitude. At the same time, they have expressed their willingness to participate in the shares. They are all veterans of the shopping mall, how can they not see the business opportunities and huge profits contained in this plan in their hands? Besides, there are other new products that will be launched one after another. It's exciting just thinking about it.

What's more, there is a big business and an invincible Fan family in this matter!

Everyone is doing great things, they are fellow countrymen, relatives, and business partners. It can be said that it is the same spirit, sharing honor and disgrace. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are grasshoppers tethered to a line. Soon they negotiated the articles of association: in terms of shares, the Fan family accounted for 30%, the eight families shared 60%, and the remaining 10% was used for relationships, which is also a common practice. The upfront cost of building a fort and building a new workshop is 40% for the Fan family, and the rest is shared equally by the eight families. A merchant tax of 10 percent of the sales price of the goods was levied as a fee for the maintenance and management of the troops at Newcastle in the future. The Fan family is responsible for the completed new castle and workshop, and the other families send account offices to participate in the management, and the dividends are distributed at the end of the year. The agreement was signed quickly, and everyone was happy when they saw the signed agreement.

Time flew by, and it was noon between words. Fan Yongdou stood up with a smile and said loudly: "The old man's birthday banquet is scheduled for the evening, it is just a family banquet, so don't get involved." At noon, the old man's grandson Yubin made a little food with his own hands to honor the elders. ”

After Fan Yongdou finished speaking, he clapped his hands heavily.

With applause, the door opened, and ten pretty maids walked in with ten trays. When everyone heard that it was Fan Yubin, the head of the Fan family, who personally arranged the food, they were all full of expectations, but when they looked at it, they couldn't help but be disappointed.

The tray is very simple, a large bowl of white and white things that are slightly thicker than noodles, like noodles, and there are a few green vegetable leaves inside, and some red chili oil is poured on top, which looks a little tempting. A bowl of beef is roasted like a radish, but the color of the radish is cyan and white, and the color of this thing is yellow. All that's left is a pale yellow steamed bun.