Seeing that Yi Gong was decisive and neat and did not bargain at all, the presiding deacon of the Tang Salt Society was very appreciative, and made an exception to send two ox carts and a hundred horse teams to transport money from the Salt Society, and escorted Yi Gong and 60,000 Jimo knives to the seaside salt field. Yi Gong immediately made a decision, decided to pay 50 gold, entrusted the deacon to hire 260 ox carts, and sent 50 to the salt field every day, and the salt cart was stored by the salt society after returning to Jimo. The deacon readily agreed, and insisted that he only receive thirty gold.

"In this way, we have not only solved the biggest transportation problem, but also made a friendship with the largest local salt society." Yi Gong's account is not without pride: "Every salt business in the seaside salt works was clean and unexpectedly smooth. After ten days, I rushed back to Jimo, and 260 salt trucks were already neatly stationed in the Yanshe parking lot, and the big cowhide was tightly covered, even after two heavy rains, but no water seeped."

When he first entered the salt market, he had to help so vigorously that he had to invite this Tang deacon to the largest restaurant in Jimo to drink. Who knew that the deacon smiled apologetically: "Sir, don't invite me, my lord is returning from the east, and he is about to invite you to a banquet."

Yi Gong said: "I have lived with your lord Dong, how can I get a word?"

"Merchants are not hypocritical, if there is an invitation, there is something to do, why should it not be?"

"If that's the case, that's going to bother you down there."

When he returned to the apartment, his brother Yilan, who came to Jimo to manage together, was very nervous, and said that Qi people were greedy and brave, and they were not calculating you and my brother. Yi Gong laughed loudly, but he also had some doubts in his heart, and told his brother: If he doesn't return to the third watch, he will immediately inform the Nanlin Society Branch to know. It was twilight when he was settled, and Yi Gong boarded the deacon's pick-up car and left as promised.

In fact, Yi Gong has long known that although this Tang Salt Society is named Tang Clan, it is actually controlled by the Guo Clan, who is a very popular minister in the Qi State, and the ancestor of the Tang Clan was originally a retainer of the Guo Clan. In the entire Jimo Salt City, this salt society is the largest private salt merchant in the Qi State, and plays a huge role in helping the government to control the salt market.

It's just that although the business of the Tang's Salt Society is all over the world, and the head office is also located in Linzi, the Momo Salt Society is actually just a branch of the foundation, and the main owner rarely comes, and all affairs are handled by the deacon. I don't know, why did the Lord want to see him? It will never be just for the sake of a small business of his small businessman.

The carriage went straight into the mansion, and a cloth cloth man was standing under the porch, dark and calm, with a straight body, clearly in his early thirties. The deacon whispered, "The one under the corridor is the head of my house."

The cloth dispenser has already greeted him, and said with a smile: "In Xia Tanghua, there is a long way to go."

"Tang Tang Zhihua is really a good name." Yi Gong smiled and chanted to sign up for the ceremony, and on the other hand, he was also surprised in his heart that the head of the family was so young. The two of them had finished their salutes, and Yi Gong was welcomed into the brightly lit main hall.

After a few words of greetings at the banquet, Tang Hua got straight to the point and said: "Today's invitation is two things, and Mr. is fortunate not to mind."

When Yi Gong first arrived, he was inevitably worried, but he said quietly on his face: "Since the son is a landlord, it doesn't hurt to say it." But there is a tactful warning in the words: If you bully and dominate the market with the power of a landlord, I may not be afraid of it.

Tang Hua said with a smile: "It is precisely because the Tang family is a landlord that this matter needs to be said. The deacon's quotation was not bad, but it was the old market a year ago, and when the price of the cake was compared, he should have exchanged it for 66,000 for the knife, and he would make up for it today, and apologize to him."

After saying that, the deacon took two strong servants into a large iron box, bowed deeply, and said, "Sir Mingjian, this matter is an old and deceived. The lord decided: to make up for Mr. 6,000 dollars, and return the commission of thirty to apologize. The old man then carried the cash box back to his husband's apartment."

"Wait!" Yi Gongchang blushed and stood up, arched his hand towards Tang Hua and said in one breath: "The judgment of the son is ashamed. When I first entered the Qi country, I was afraid that I would be plotted by someone if I fell into a trap by mistake, so I intended to go to your society to exchange money, in order to make friends with one or two. I knew the exchange price, but I only wanted to exchange 58,000 yuan. The original intention was that although I lost 8,000 dollars, I had the help of your society to ensure that I was undefeated at the beginning, which was already a great benefit. And the deacon quoted 60,000 yuan, and after thinking that this was a both-sided benefit, he agreed, and asked the deacon to hire a team on his behalf with 50 gold, but your deacon only received 30 gold. The way of business warfare is based on profit-making, and both sides are happy

Is there a compensation refund? If you want to talk about deception, you are also calculating first, and it has nothing to do with your deacon. Please take back your fate, otherwise you will retire from the banquet immediately!"

Yigong has been walking in the business war between the north and the south for many years, and he has never had such a guilty moment, his words are passionate, and his forehead is dripping with sweat.

"Do you think that our company's move is worth the loss and is against business?"

"Exactly."

After a moment of silence, Tang Hua got up and arched his hand: "Please come with me."

Under the guidance of two huge wind lanterns, Tang Hua led Yigong to the large courtyard behind the main hall. The ancient trees in the courtyard are towering, and the forest is shrouded in a majestic stone pavilion. Tang Hua waved his hand, and the wind lanterns of the two servants were held at the entrance of the pavilion. Under the bright light, I saw a huge bluestone under the pavilion, and there were eight big characters on it - business virtue and trust, and the end of the righteousness!

"W-where did this come from?" was stunned for a while, and Yigong was a little panicked.

"This is the family motto established by our ancestors, and it has been more than 50 years now." Tang Hua's face was solemn, and his tone was slow and heavy: "When the Tang clan first entered the salt market, the business style of the Qi country was corrupt at that time, and the merchants were all profit-oriented, mostly crushing white stone particles, and then soaking them in seawater and then adding salt to make huge profits. Over time, there is a proverb spread all over the world, "Salty is not salty, that is, ink salt, five stones, two waters, and three salts."

In order to avoid pitfalls, the officials and cities of various countries have banned their private businessmen from getting involved in the salt industry, and only allowed officials and businessmen to enter the self-built salt works in Jimo to mine salt. In less than 20 years, the famous Jimo Haiyan became notorious, and all countries refused to accept it, and the people of the country spat on it. Suddenly, "Jimo Salt Merchant" has become synonymous with faithlessness and unrighteousness in the world, and he can only be dying. All the countries refused to accept the sea salt produced by the Qi State, and the official salt was only sold to the Qi people themselves. What a tragic blow to the national economy of the Qi country!"

Tang Hua let out a long sigh, looked at Yi Gong, whose eyes flickered, and smiled miserably: "The ancestors were forced to move and change their careers, and they introspected bitterly, and set up this pillar of blood inscription with their fingers, leaving behind the clan motto - the descendants of later generations, but there is one person who is deceived for profit, and he is not allowed to enter the clan tomb and clan temple after death------- and in the past few decades, the integrity of the Tang clan has gradually become known to the world. Only then did my uncle's generation return to Jimo, return to the salt industry, and also moved this pillar of bloodstone back to Jimo, so that future generations will never be deceived."

Yi Gong listened to it thrillingly, and for a while he was embarrassed, and involuntarily bowed deeply to the big stone, turned back to Tang Hua and bowed deeply, bowed and turned around and left.

"Wait." Tang Hua tugged at Yi Gong's sleeve and said with a smile: "I haven't said the second thing yet, can I go?"

"Childe ------" Yigong said with tears in his eyes: "With a humble heart, how can you face the mountains and the sea?"

"It's a step away!" Tang Hua smiled sincerely: "If a person is not a sage, who can be without fault? However, if you can introspect yourself, you will be ashamed of your heart. Let's go, you and I will drink again!"

Returning to the main hall, Yi Gong, who sighed with emotion, recounted his feelings in business for more than ten years, and finally said: "I thought that to become a giant businessman, I only need to thoroughly understand the various tricks of merchants to make profits, and I can turn the clouds and rain to stretch my ambitions. If you meet your son today, you will know that there is a road to business war, and if you don't follow the road, you will eventually be defeated! If Meng Gongzi does not give up, he is willing to join the disciple and practice the way of business."

"It's a step away!" Tang Hua laughed heartily: "You are a gifted talent, and you are not a person who knows without learning. Fang is competing for strength today, and the way of business travel is the thunder of the alternating tile kettle in the valley. At this time, the world can also be taught by the law. Under the constraints of a century-old businessman like our company, how can Kunpeng spread his wings for 90,000 miles!"

Yi Gong saw that Tang Hua did not mean to shirk, but really had high hopes for him, and no longer insisted, but sighed regretfully: "I am just a favorite son, I hope it will be more beneficial."

Tang Hua smiled faintly: "Keep the same way, I am a confidant, why do I care about my reputation?"

Yi Gong said: "You should keep the book with your son, but if you violate it, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!"

"Good!" Tang Hua laughed: "So I'll talk about the second thing."

At this moment, the third watch was coming with the wind, and Yi Gong suddenly remembered his advice to his eldest brother before leaving, and was about to leave in a hurry, but it was not good to explain it to Tang Hua openly, and his face was as red as a jujube. Tang Hua didn't ask much, and immediately sent Yigong back in person.

In the wide carriage, Tang Hua talked about the second thing that invited Yi Gong to come today.

Before he finished speaking, he arrived at the door of the apartment, entered the apartment and went straight to the fourth watch. Tang Hua left, but Yi Gong couldn't sleep no matter what, and watched the waning moon fade and turn white in the east in the small courtyard of the apartment.

"So, he knows that you are from the Nanlin Society, and he also knows that he sent you to Jimo for the teacher?" After listening to Yi Gong's words, Rong Yi stroked the short beard on his chin and pondered.

"Yes." Yi Gong said cautiously: "The Tang clan has the Guo clan as a backer, and every businessman who enters Jimo Salt City, no matter how big or small, will probably find out where he came from. I just don't know, what is their intention to take the initiative to show favor this time?"

"What's the intent? Isn't that obvious?" Rong Yi snorted coldly: "It is intended to be a pickaxe Kyoya. Since the division specializes in the Guanzhong haloalkali market, the number of ink salt has decreased sharply, how can Tang's be willing to lose this big market? It must be known that without the support of the dignitaries and dignitaries of Feng Ho and Beijing, Jimo's ink ink and flower salt will be a big seller. As for the Guo clan, although it has been rooted in the Qi State for several generations, it is after all from the royal eunuch. The matter of the Marquis of Qi has offended the Zhou royal family, and he has been looking for an opportunity to repair the relationship with the royal family, and you are the bridge. Or to each his ear, to each his own."