The smile on Su Xuan's face slowly disappeared, and he said in a deep voice, "Our scythe has been raised."

"Is the harvest finally going to begin?" Zhuyu asked.

Su Xuan didn't answer Zhu Yu's words, and said with a smile: "They think that they have the initiative in the market, and we are going to withdraw from the capital salt market. But in reality, they're all trapped."

Zhu Yu heard a very interesting word from Su Xuan's words.

"Trapped? You explain to me...... Don't say I'm thinking with my head anymore!" Zhu Yu said, and suddenly stretched out a slender finger and pointed at Su Xuan.

"The price of salt, let's decide. We continue to supply fine salt, and they have a lot of coarse salt collected for 300 yuan, which has no value, and this is called trapping." Su Xuan said with a smile.

This is still not difficult to understand, and Zhuyu immediately understood it.

The price at which the salt merchants collect salt is so high that if they don't sell it, they can only hold it firmly in their own hands.

This dead eunuch, how can he do anything?

It is estimated that he has already calculated the ending from the beginning, right?

As a competitor with him, he really has to wear his underwear.

Moreover, his purpose of collecting salt at a high price from the beginning was to collect salt from those salt merchants in Beijing at a high price, and disperse all the money in his hands, and in the end only salt was left in his hands.

At this time, Su Xuan transferred salt from Jiangnan again, continued to produce fine salt, and as soon as it was put on the market, those salt merchants were naturally about to collapse.

Following Su Xuan, you can really learn a lot of things.

Su Xuan turned his head and smiled at Zhu Yu and asked, "You say, who has the best money?"

"Who?"

"The more money people have, the better they make. earn

One of them is worth making thousands of ordinary people's money." Su Xuan said with a smile.

"But you haven't made their money yet." Zhuyu said.

"We sell so much salt, and the main income comes from iodized salt." Su Xuan said with a smile.

"That's right."

In fact, fine salt really didn't make money. Two catties of coarse salt become one catty of fine salt, and the price is the same as the two.

The real source of income is still the iodized salt sold.

Today, Fuyao Lou put up a sign selling fine salt and iodized salt, which soon attracted countless people to come and buy.

Recently, the common people have sold their coarse salt, and they have a lot of money in their hands.

Especially those who sold it for 300 wen a catty, not only sold all the unpalatable coarse salt, but now seeing that the price of Fuyao Lou has not increased, they can buy more delicious fine salt for 200 wen.

This time, it's just a lot of money.

Naturally, Fuyao Lou was labeled as a conscience.

"Guess what's I doing lately." Su Xuan asked with a smile.

"Don't say you miss me." Zhuyu doesn't have a good airway.

Su Xuan immediately smiled faintly and said, "It seems that Miss Zhuyu misses her son very much when she leaves these days, otherwise she can't say such a thing."

"Don't be stinky, who misses you!" Zhu Yu quibbled.

Recently, she really thinks of Su Xuan every night, and even has an urge to see Su Xuan soon.

Su Xuan didn't interrupt anymore, and said with a smile: "I sold all the coarse salt that the people sold to me recently, as well as some of the coarse salt left in the previous household salt warehouse, to the salt merchants."

When Zhu Yu heard this, he was once again surprised by Su Xuan's deceit.

If you let the bamboo rain

Come to fight with the salt merchants, she may have broken her head, and she couldn't think of so many calculations.

How smart is this Su Xuan, how smart is this, he recycles coarse salt at a low price, and sells it to salt merchants at a high price, not to mention it, he actually dares to take out the salt from the household department and sell it together.

His mind and courage are really big.

Is this still the dead eunuch who is greedy for life and afraid of death?

"They may be considered clever, but they have been mistaken by cleverness." Zhuyu said.

"They thought they had made money, but now they are probably still secretly having fun. It won't be long before they can't cry anymore." Su Xuan said with a smile.

"If anyone is a rival to you, it is estimated that they will have eight lifetimes of blood mold." Bamboo rain road.

"Miss Zhuyu, don't worry, I will protect you. Whoever dares to calculate you, I will count the eighteen generations of his ancestors." Su Xuandao.

Not again.

Zhuyu shook his head helplessly and stopped talking.

The salt merchants thought they had made hemp, but the common people didn't have to think that they had really made hemp. Su Xuan, who made a stumbling block from it, also made a lot of money.

No, for Su Xuan, it's not over yet. The scythe has just been wielded, and it will continue to be numb.

When Sun Fatzi and the others learned the news that Fuyao Lou continued to sell salt, they were all anesthetic.

"Didn't all the coarse salt in Fuyao Lou run out? Why is it that fine salt is being served again today?" Sun Fatzi's anxious forehead was already in a cold sweat.

"They have a lot of supplies today, what can I do?"

"Childe, what the hell is going on?"

The young man suddenly felt that they might have fallen for the trick.

It seems that from the very beginning, they were calculated by Fuyao Tower.

Buying so much coarse salt at a high price, they pretend that there is no salt to sell, and wait for them

When the coarse salt in the capital was almost purchased, Fuyao Lou came out to sell salt again.

In this way, all the money they have on hand is spent, and all that is left on hand is coarse salt, and once the coarse salt cannot be sold, will they not be cornered?

"Don't worry, maybe it's just a bluff." The young man said.

"Childe, this doesn't look like a bluff! The business over there in Fuyao Building is very good!" Sun Fatzi said nervously.

"Wait and see."

By the next day, Fuyao Lou was still open for business as usual.

To the disappointment of the salt merchants, the business of Fuyaolou is still booming, which means that their salt stock is still very sufficient.

In this way, from morning to night, it seems that it can't be sold.

The salt merchants were even more panicked.

"Childe, why don't we sell this batch of coarse salt quickly?" Sun Fatzi proposed to the young man.

The young man felt that he had been calculated from head to toe, and he was very unhappy.

Now Sun Fatzi wants to sell the salt, and he doesn't want to agree at all.

"Sell the coarse salt now, and you'll be in vain. I estimate that Fuyao Lou has transported a little salt from outside Beijing, and it will definitely not be sold for a few days. Now they are pretending that they can't sell out, just to lure us in." The young man said.

"What Childe said is indeed not unreasonable." Sun Fatzi said this, but there was no bottom in his heart.

The other salt merchants also have no bottom in their hearts.

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