The construction of the WTO Temple is in full swing. The foundation is almost leveled and all kinds of building materials are in place. The giant trees in Longhu Mountain have also been cut down and repaired, and they are on their way to the ship.
Tan Xinren has made repeated calculations, and there is definitely no problem with the construction period, and the profit he deserves has been approved by several parties. This project originally planned to earn 20,000 taels, but now in order to prevent Xiao Feng from finding trouble, the quality of everything is optimized, so it can also earn 15,000 taels. Zhao Wenhua divided 7,000 taels, earned 7,000 taels for himself, and left one thousand taels for An Sizheng.
Although Tan Xinren usually didn't take An Sizheng seriously, this time he helped him handle the matter under huge pressure. What's more, according to the strength of the Long Live channel, there may be more real people consecrated and more Taoist temples built in the future. There will be many opportunities to cooperate with the Dao Lu Division.
Although Zhao Wenhua was a little dissatisfied, considering that this matter had dampened Xiao Feng's arrogance and that Tan Xinren was already close to Yan Shifan, it was no longer the time for him to have the final say alone, so he didn't say anything more.
People are in high spirits during happy events, and even my concubine said that Tan Xinren is much more powerful than usual. Although Chunyan Tower is Tan Xinren's capital, he usually doesn't go there. Because he only paid for it, the real backstage boss of Chunyan Tower was Chen Hong, and his mother was not one of his. She was selected by Chen Hong from the Jiaofang Division, so she would not sell him much face.
So his hobbies were to keep concubines, raise maids, and eat home-cooked meals. I was eating vigorously today when suddenly there was a noise outside the door, and then the housekeeper reported in the yard: "Master, the captain of the construction team is looking for you in an emergency!"
Tan Xinren was originally going to curse a few words, but he heard that it was the construction team's problem, which was the top priority now, so he reluctantly ate a few more bites, put on his clothes, cursed, walked out of the back house, and came to the front hall.
Looking at the construction captain's face, Tan Xinren's heart skipped a beat: "What happened? But were there any casualties among the workers? Or did they dig something out?"
There are two things that people fear most when doing construction work. One is that if workers are injured or killed, they will not only have to pay compensation and pensions, but it will also affect the morale of the team; the other is that they are afraid that something taboo will be dug out underground, and they may have to stop work to do something. Otherwise, the workers would not dare to take action, and the owner would not be satisfied.
But even if these two things happen, Tan Xinren can still resolve it with confidence, just by spending more money. He has been in this business for so many years and has never seen any storms.
The captain looked pale and shook his head: "No, boss, we are in trouble now. Something happened to Baitang. We can't buy glutinous rice!"
Tan Xinren was stunned: "How could it be? The glutinous rice has been harvested by now. Besides, our own Shengshi Grain Store also bought some glutinous rice!"
The captain shook his head repeatedly: "The little glutinous rice we have is not much. We sell it as soon as we get it. Even if it is not sold, the little rice is just a drop in the bucket. The amount of Sanhe soil used in this world view is so huge!"
Tan Xinren was also anxious: "Then go buy it. Glutinous rice is not a rare thing. Isn't it still unavailable?"
The captain didn't understand the reason either: "It stands to reason that although the glutinous rice production is not large, it is by no means such a shortage. But I sent people to various grain stores to buy it. Each grain store said that it was too late to buy glutinous rice this year. No goods have come in. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be only two places selling glutinous rice in the entire capital.”
Tan Xinren's heart suddenly jumped: "There are only two companies selling glutinous rice? Besides us, who is the other one?"
"Godsend Grain Store, they sell glutinous rice. But it is only for the people in the capital, and it is out of season these days, so it is no longer for sale."
Tan Xinren jumped up: "Come here, call the shopkeeper of Shengshi Grain Store!"
The shopkeeper of the grain store looked listless because he couldn't get the bonus, and said with a bit of complaint in his tone: "Boss, how can you blame me? You were the one who asked me to make only a small amount based on the annual sales volume. The rest are in breach of contract! "
Tan Xinren interrupted him irritably: "Stop talking nonsense, where is the glutinous rice? Who bought it in the end?"
The shopkeeper of the grain store blinked: "I don't know, I haven't been following it anymore. Glutinous rice is not a mainstream business, and I only sell a small amount every year. If we don't compete with Tianci Grain Store this year, who will pay attention to the market of glutinous rice."
Tan Xinren roared: "Go and investigate! Find out for me! Who bought those glutinous rice!"
Tan Xinren's strength was still very strong, and there were many people sent out. It took three days for the reply to come: all the glutinous rice they could contact had been bought back by Zhang Tianci, and the purchase price was lower than the previous contract. Low.
When Tan Xinren got the news, he almost lost his temper. Unexpectedly, he had his heart ripped out by the black tiger first, and then got hit by the monkey to steal the peach! But Zhang Tianci bought so much glutinous rice, how could he digest it? If the glutinous rice is stale, it will not taste good and will become worthless.
Could it be said that when Zhang Tianci purchased Nuomi, he already knew that the WTO Temple was going to be built? Are you waiting for me here on purpose? Even so, the loss of so much glutinous rice is not a small amount. In order to attack me, he killed a thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses!
Tan Xinren couldn't sit still. He knew that expecting Zhang Tianci to sell him glutinous rice was a fantasy. But after all, Nuomi is not unique to his family. Although the construction teams from other places are basically not used, the construction teams in the capital will save more or less to prepare for the requirements of high-end customers.
Although each family does not have much, how many construction teams are there in Beijing? Put it all together, even if it’s not enough, it’s almost enough!
Thinking of this, Tan Xinren immediately asked the housekeeper to arrange a banquet, and posted a message to invite major construction teams in the capital to come to his home to drink and admire the moon. He planned to offer to buy the glutinous rice from other families at a high price during the dinner. It was not difficult to think about it. Who would make money without making money?
Unexpectedly, at night, in the huge courtyard of Tan Mansion, there were several large banquet tables, but no one was sitting at them. All the bosses were very polite and sent their servants to apologize for various reasons.
"My master said that he was giving me a banquet, so I didn't dare to be rude and not come, but my master caught a cold and was bedridden..."
"My master broke his leg yesterday while riding a horse. I'm really sorry..."
"My master took a concubine today, I'm sorry..."
"My master took a concubine yesterday..."
"Wait a minute, your master took a concubine yesterday, why don't you come today?"
"Master Tan, my master was beaten by his wife this morning, so he can't come..."
Listening to all kinds of reasons and looking at the empty banquet table, Tan Xinren overturned the table like a mad dog. He cursed with red eyes: "You guys are adding insult to injury! You are jealous of me making money! I am going to find Yan Shifan and kill you!"
After Yan Shifan listened to Tan Xinren's report, he frowned and thought for a while: "How can Zhang Tianci have such a mind? This is all Xiao Feng's doing. He controlled the glutinous rice market and just pinched your seven inches. . Even if you search slowly to get enough glutinous rice, it will still take a long time, and by then your construction period will be too late no matter what."
Tan Xinrenxin said I didn’t know? He fell to his knees and said, "Sir, you have to help me! Otherwise I will go bankrupt this time! In this way, after this project, I can earn seven thousand taels of silver, and I am willing to contribute all of it to your lord!"
Yan Shifan took a sip of wine: "I heard that you had trouble with others because of Zhang Tianci's daughter? That's good for you. I can't directly take care of business matters. If word spreads, it will ruin my reputation. Negotiating a contract is not Are you a relative, won’t he help you?”
Yan Shifan's reputation has long been in disrepair, but he really didn't mean to be pretentious when he said this. This is an extremely funny mentality among officials in the Ming Dynasty - officials love money and get it in the right way. It is not shameful to be a corrupt official, but it is shameful to hang out with businessmen. It is not shameful to accept bribes from businessmen, but it is shameful to get involved in business matters.
After all, businessmen are like golden toilets in the Ming Dynasty. Although they are rich, they are still inferior no matter how rich they are. Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, scholars are at the forefront and merchants at the end. It can be seen that people at that time devalued businessmen.
Therefore, if Yan Shifan protected Tan Xinren, and others knew about it, they would at most think that Yan Shifan had opened a brothel; but if Yan Shifan directly participated in the commercial struggle, it would be equivalent to Yan Shifan going into battle shirtless and changing from a brothel owner to a girl who receives customers. No matter how greedy Yan Shifan was for money, he would never wrong himself so much.
Upon hearing this, Tan Xinren became really anxious. At the critical moment of life and death, he betrayed Zhao Wenhua without hesitation: "Sir, sir, Sir Tan Tong is the Minister of Household Affairs and has nothing to do with Tan Ji Construction. He just wants to help me, You have to find a way to do this! This project can earn a total of 15,000 taels, and a portion of it originally belongs to Mr. Zhao. I am willing to convince Mr. Zhao to contribute all of it to you!"
As for An Sizheng, he didn't mention it at all. Does betraying a sixth-grade official need to be considered separately?
Earning fifteen thousand taels at a time is definitely an attractive figure even from Yan Shifan's perspective. Yan Shifan weighed it for a long time, and finally said with a smile: "But since you have surrendered to me, I can't just sit idly by. I'll tell the Ministry of Household Affairs and let them recruit glutinous rice in the name of the Ministry of Household Affairs. I don't think those construction teams dare to directly confront it. . Tan Tong will naturally help you with the rest."
Tan Xinren was overjoyed: "What about Zhang Tianci? Can the Hubu force him to spit out the glutinous rice?"
Yan Shifan shook his head: "Zhang Tianci has Xiao Feng's backing, so he won't be afraid of the Ministry of Revenue. Xiao Feng is half the boss of Tianci Grain Store, so I can't take action directly, otherwise the agreement will be broken."
Seeing that Tan Xinren was still unwilling to give up and wanted to ask what the agreement was, Yan Shifan said coldly: "This is not something you should ask."
The cold light emanating from that single eye was like a nightmare. Tan Xinren could not help but shudder and kowtowed in apology.
Yan Shifan suddenly smiled again: "So, Zhang Tianci's daughter is very beautiful? If you take down Zhang Tianci in the future, don't forget to bring her to me to see her."
This smile in Tan Xinren's eyes was even more frightening than the look just now. He didn't dare to raise his head, but kept saying yes. Even the maidservant serving Yan Shifan drinking wine lowered his head deeply and did not dare to look directly.
