Chapter 427: The Salt Society (I)

The scale of this Jining city is still far from that of Jingshi, which is the largest city in the world, but it also has its own style of a prosperous place.

After Jiang Feng's carriage arrived on the main road, he could hear that the street was already lively, and when the sun had not yet risen, there were so many people on the road, obviously all for today's salt trade conference. Jiang Feng opened the window next to the carriage and saw that there were already a lot of carriages on the street, which was different from yesterday's chaos of people, horses, and carts, and now there were almost no means of transportation on the street except for carriages.

Everyone quietly rushed towards the restaurant where the salt industry conference was held, the main street in Jining was all paved with bluestone slabs, and when Jiang Feng came yesterday, he saw someone replacing it.

Jining is really rich, if there is a bluestone slab or granite pavement in other places, it can be expected to use a few decades and hundreds of years, here I heard the people on the side say that it is actually changed once a year, saying that it is for the salt line of the conference to ask for a lottery. The whole street was eerily quiet, except for the creaking of wheels against the stone slabs and the shouting of grooms.

I don't know why, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered what he saw on TV back then, when those political summits, black cars drove through the streets.

The city was not too big, the quiet atmosphere did not last long, and soon there was a commotion outside, and the carriage shook and stopped there. The coachman said in a low and polite voice:

"Outside Jiang Yuan, Qinghui Building has arrived!"

Qinghui Lou is a restaurant opened by Huang Ping on the side of the canal in those years, it is sparkling, Qinghui dazzling people's meaning, it has always been the place where the powerful and rich people in Jining gather, and it is also the place where Huang Ping distributes the share of private salt in Shandong, Henan and Shanxi on that day.

Huang Jin was convicted and killed in the land prosecution case, and Huang Ping was nowhere to be found, but the building was taken down by several salt merchants, and it is still used as the venue for the salt trade conference. The coachman over there opened the curtain of the carriage, Jiang Feng tidied up the robe on his body, Shi Shiran walked down, Lin Yutang in front of him was waiting there, nodded and said:

"Jiang Yuanwai, when this conference is held, I will go up to preside over it, and today I will be led by this steward beside me, if there is anything, just tell this king to take charge!"

After Lin Yutang finished speaking, there was an almost round fat man on the side who bent down at Jiang Feng with a smile on his face, and Lin Yutang over there hugged his fists and turned to go. Jiang Feng nodded at Steward Wang, who was almost rolling over, he found a rather interesting thing, today's Lin Yutang is completely different, it seems that his body is full of that momentum of mastering everything, as if he is the master here.

In other words, it seems that it is not much different from Jiang Feng's state when he was in Huazhou, he is the kind of person who is in charge, Jiang Feng understands in his heart that Lin Yutang relies on the power of Huazhou to make the private salt of the Shandong team prosperous, and it was already a monopoly back then, and now I don't know what the scale is, if he achieves such a large scale, he is the emperor and master in this industry.

Naturally, there is a kind of appearance of a superior person on his body, thinking of this, Jiang Feng is also quite proud, thinking that if he hadn't fought this situation with swords and guns back then, Lin Yutang, a small member of the Lin family, how could you have today's status.

The steward Wang was fat, his face was almost impossible to see where his eyes were, and after laughing, he was even more bent and bent in two thin slits, quite knowledgeable and attentive, seeing Jiang Feng react from his thoughts, he hurriedly smiled and said:

"Jiang Yuanwai, today's matter, my master has already arranged it, you follow the small one, this scene of the salt meeting, ordinary people have no chance to see it, you are such a big face!"

First flattered a few words, and then took Jiang Feng into the Qinghui Building, now the sun is just emerging in the sky, the street is blocked by both sides, and it seems quite dark, the eight big lanterns are still bright there, and a few silent guys are standing at the door to welcome guests.

When Steward Wang walked to the door with Jiang Feng, several guys didn't have any smiling faces, they just took a step forward and stopped there, Jiang Feng took a look, and knew that these guys in front of him must have martial arts on their bodies, and they must have short weapons on their bodies.

The steward over there didn't say anything, just took out two black wooden cards from his arms and handed them to the people above, one guy took the wooden card, and the other moved a notebook.

The guy took the wooden card and the notebook and compared them there, looking very serious, which made Jiang Feng feel quite amazed.

Since entering the Ming Dynasty, Jiang Feng has seen people like officials and fellows who are quite careless in their work, which is also the limitation of the times, and it has not yet reached the point where everyone must concentrate on doing things, everyone is in this state of confusion, and there is nothing to delay.

However, the guys I saw in front of this Qinghui Building gave Jiang Feng a very good feeling, these people are not very good, but this kind of serious attitude is too rare in this era.

After careful comparison, several guys bowed politely and then dodged the road, the Wang steward in front had obviously received an order, and regarded the Jiang Huifeng proprietor of the head office of the Sanjiang Commercial Bank as a tourist who came here to see the bustle, or a rich man who wanted to ponder the salt merchant's doorway, so the Wang steward was like a tour guide, and explained everything there:

"This is called a shadow card, but it is a necessary identity certificate for people who enter the Qinghui Building today, this rule is still three years ago, when the salt merchant conference, there are outlaws of Nanzhili mixed in, wanting to make money and kill people, although it was subdued by several bigwigs, but for safety, or set such a rule, such a movie card was all sent to the hands of various merchants ten days ago, and the register was made here, if you want to enter, you must rely on this brand, that is, our Lin Master has a big face, and one person has six shadow cardsThis is the first one in Shandong. ”

After walking into the Qinghui Building, the inside of this building is much more lively than the outside, the salt merchants with identity on the official face and those private salt merchants, familiar with each other gathered in a pile, where they are either talking and laughing loudly, or talking in a low voice, each body is wearing a plain cloth robe, if you don't know, you still think that this is a large collection of Mr. Tent, who would have thought that these people are wealthy businessmen with a lot of money?

Jiang Feng's hearing can be said to be excellent, listening to the people on the side talking, but following Steward Wang for a few steps, he heard what those salt merchants said about the wind and snow, what are the good goods in Jining, Yangzhou, and Nanjing, and all kinds of enjoyment.

There are still a few people talking about this year's share and other things, Steward Wang's identity in this is not on the table, just smiling respectfully, clenching his fists and bowing to say hello, the etiquette is full of ten, for Jiang Feng who is following Steward Wang, the salt merchants just look at it curiously, but they don't inquire much.

It's just that when Jiang Feng passed by a few people, he heard the people behind him talking in a whisper, and the accent was from Lianghuai, but he could also understand it:

"The fat man who passed by just now is Lin Yutang's steward, right?"

"It's the steward surnamed Wang, the one who has always taken care of the Jining storefront, and he is very shrewd, but he doesn't know who the one behind him is? Are you here to do business? ”

"Last year, Lin Yutang vomited one percent of the shares, those people in Yangzhou took five points, didn't they just release the news in October last year that they would vomit out of five percent this year, our brothers don't let it go!"

"Don't expect it, the person surnamed Lin will give these benefits to others for nothing, seeing that the person behind Wang Fatzi is not, maybe it's his!"

The voices of these businessmen with two Huai accents are not small, looking at this meaning, it seems that Jiang Feng wants to hear it, if Jiang Feng understands the routine of this salt club, maybe he will feel something to be ironic, at this time, he just felt a little confused, stopped, and glanced back. Steward Wang obviously heard those words, and when he saw Jiang Feng standing, he hurriedly came over with a smile and said:

"Don't worry about Jiang Yuan, it's all a misunderstanding."

When he walked to the hall, according to the sign on the wooden sign, he found the corresponding action, Jiang Feng stood with a dozen eyes, looking at the neatly arranged rows of tables and chairs in the hall, there were already people sitting there scattered, the hall was not small, the pattern was like a theater garden, there was a small platform there, the format of the tables and chairs was all around the small platform, Jiang Feng's location should be in the outermost place, which was also consistent with the identity of such a visitor.

After sitting down, Jiang Feng's mind suddenly thought of the words that Fang Cai had just said with a few salt merchants with two Huai accents, Lin Yutang wanted to transfer his share to the outside? After the salt industry has formed a distribution share system, every share is a gold mine, and you get a share, even if you don't do business, there is a share in hand, and there are salt merchants who come to you with silver, why does Lin Yutang want to sell these shares, who is it into!

Jiang Feng sneered slightly in his heart, sure enough, Huazhou is overseas, and many things in the inland are not scrupulous, if you don't come to Daming, many hidden things can't be seen!