Huang Binqing didn't let Ren Siqi see his daughter again, and drove Ren Siqi out without even taking care of the meal. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Standing at the bow of the boat, looking at Zhoushan City in the distance, Ren Siqi smiled bitterly again and again. Once a misunderstanding occurs, it is not so easy to eliminate it, not to mention that the misunderstanding between himself and Huang Binqing is not just a misunderstanding, it is that he once planned to seek other people's inheritance, and now he wants to provoke other people's daughters. Huang Binqing was polite to himself......

Leaving Zhoushan, Ren Siqi was no longer in the mood to inspect, and returned to Daishan in a gloomy manner.

Who knew that the butt had not yet sat down, and someone told Liu Defu to visit.

Liu Defu was the first Ningbo businessman to cooperate with Ren Siqi, and last year it was thanks to his support that Ren Siqi was able to gather the goods to trade in Japan.

Of course, in this kind of cooperation, Liu Defu also got enough returns, and made a lot of money in the sea trade, and later Ren Siqi gave him the right to distribute canned food in Ningbo.

But in this year's battle with the Ningbo gentry, Liu Defu chose to stand on the side of the gentry and boycotted the price of canned food.

Maybe Liu Defu was forced by the power of the gentry to do this, after all, he was a businessman who only showed off his talents, and his family did not have a strong background, so he was not the opponent of those gentry at all.

But this is not a reason for Ren Siqi to forgive him, so in this year's sea trade, Ren Siqi did not cooperate with him as he did last year, and did not even buy his raw silk. Daishan itself purchased a large amount of raw silk through Cen Port, and later robbed the gentry of thirty sea ships, and there was no shortage of goods at all.

I didn't expect that now Liu Defu would be cheeky to find the island. Looking at the past feelings, Ren Siqi naturally couldn't help but see him, and sent someone to lead him to the mansion.

"The grass people meet the general!" At this time, Ren Siqi, Liu Defu did not dare to call him a brother anymore, but put down his body and lifted his placket to make a big salute.

"Brother Liu, why should he be like this!" Ren Siqi hurriedly helped him up. Liu Defu didn't plan to kowtow, so he took advantage of the situation and stood up. Looking at Ren Siqi's smiling appearance, a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

This year's failure to cooperate with Ren Siqi made him lose a lot, he bought hundreds of tons of raw silk has not found a market, Hangzhou's silk shop is only willing to pay sixty-five silver per load, but you must know that the price he bought from the silk farmers has reached sixty-three taels, and he can't make much silver at all. Helpless, he could only beg Ren Siqi with a shy face again.

Daishan is developing with each passing day and has become a force with tens of thousands of people. Tens of thousands of people, 20,000 troops, and countless materials needed every month, this is a huge market!

And Ren Siqi is now a guerrilla general, a warlord with tens of thousands of troops, and he is no longer the former showman with only a few dozen people and a boat. The difference in their status made Liu Defu secretly sigh in his heart.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Liu?" Ren Siqi didn't want to talk to him, so he asked directly after the tea.

"The grass people are here to plead guilty to the general." Liu Defu hurriedly put down the teacup with a ashamed expression.

"General, you also know that my Liu family is just an ordinary family, and I can't compete with those people in the Yang family of the Tu family. So in the canned food turmoil not long ago, the grass people did something sorry for the general, and they were ashamed every time they thought about it, so they came to ask the general for their guilt! ”

"What is Brother Liu's crime?" Ren Siqi smiled and waved his hand: "Brother Liu is a businessman, but he is only in business, so he doesn't want me to increase the price of canned food, and he doesn't offend me." ”

Listening to Ren Siqi's words, Liu Defu's expression darkened, knowing that although Ren Siqi said that he didn't blame himself, his past friendship was no longer there.

"I know Brother Liu's intentions, so let's do it, Brother Liu, you can continue to purchase raw silk for me, and I will buy it at one percent higher than the market price. As for the canning business, now that there are new distributors in various places, I can't leave this business to you anymore. ”

Although he was unhappy with Liu Defu's previous actions, he still had some friendship, since he was willing to admit his guilt, Ren Siqi did not care about himself and agreed to continue to cooperate. But I want to have the same good conditions as before, but I don't have them. When they first cooperated, Liu Defu bought shares in raw silk and got 30% of the profits of Haimao, but now he can only sell raw silk to Ren Siqi at a slightly higher price.

But whoever made him stand on the wrong side before, everyone has to pay for his previous behavior!

Fortunately, Ren Siqi is a nostalgic person, and after thinking about it, he handed over the business of Daishan procurement to Liu Defu. Now Daishan has a large population, Daishan's output is limited, and the materials needed need to be purchased from outside.

Getting the business of material procurement made Liu Defu overjoyed, and he expressed his gratitude to Ren Siqi again and again, and promised to provide various materials to Daishan at a lower price.

Daishan Island has tens of thousands of people and 20,000 soldiers, but it is a large market.

For specific things, Ren Siqi asked Liu Defu to inspect the Yamen, and Chen Zhong, the director of Shangcao, was responsible for the matter of sufficient material procurement, and with Chen Zhong's shrewdness, he would definitely not let Liu Defu take too much advantage.

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On 5 November, the convoy that had gone to Japan for trade finally returned to Daishan Island.

After receiving the report, Ren Siqi personally went to the dock to greet him.

Standing on the shore, you can see sailing ships coming from the sea in the distance. The mast is like a forest, the sails are like clouds, and hundreds of sea ships sailed into Gaoting Port.

Mao 18 took a small boat to the dock and walked happily towards Ren Siqi.

"Eighteen brothers!" Ren Siqi smiled and walked quickly to meet him.

"Xiucai!" Mao 18 also shouted excitedly.

The two of them hugged each other tightly!

Song Liben followed behind Mao Shibai with a smile, looking at this scene and secretly horrified in his heart. In fact, he doesn't think much of Mao Eighteen, except for his martial arts, he thinks that Mao Eighteen is not worth mentioning in other aspects.

In this sea trade, Song Liben believes that almost everything is done by himself, negotiating trade, accounting and so on. Mao 18 didn't play much of a role.

But Mao Eighteen is the commander of the fleet, and he can only be subservient to him. Now seeing Ren Siqi's affectionate appearance towards Mao Shibai, Song Liben sighed secretly, knowing that Mao Shibai was Ren Siqi's most trusted person!

"Director Song has worked hard!" Letting go of Mao Eighteen, Ren Siqi smiled and said to Song Liben.

"Director?" Song Li was stunned.

"You don't know yet. I set up the shogunate, and under the shogunate, there are four divisions of staff, logistics, equipment, and pacification, and you will be the director of the pacification division. Ren Siqi smiled.

The director of the Pacification Division, that means that the rewards and punishments of the entire Daishan Army will be responsible for themselves, which is a very important position.

Song Liben was stunned by this pie, and his jealousy of Mao Eighteen just disappeared.

"General Xie, General Xie." Song Liben's lips trembled, and he was speechless with excitement.

He used to be just a fortune teller in the traveling party, and later became a pirate, how could he have thought that he could be a high-ranking official in the first army! (To be continued.) )