The exclusive buyout was of course to prevent Zhao Cheng from selling MSG to Hong Shengde again. In that case, Dashunzhai would not have to talk about re-emerging.
Hong Shengde had already stolen his chef, but if MSG was added to the mix, Dashun Zhai would really be closed down, and it would die completely and never stand up again.
So Zhang Dashun simply doubled the price and offered two hundred taels per can to buy out the market for MSG.
"Little brother, you don't need to worry. I have a stubborn temper. Regarding the secret and origin of this MSG, I will never ask if I don't ask. No matter whether this MSG is bought or made by yourself, as long as you have it, I bought them all."
"Of course, if it is an exclusive buyout, even if it is doubled, it may still be a loss for the little brother. I have an idea. How about giving the little brother 30% of the shares in Dashunzhai?"
"Moreover!" Zhang Dashun emphasized: "As long as any store opened by Dashun Zhai, 30% of the little brothers will be in it. Whenever the little brothers go to Dashun Zhai to eat, it will be like their own home."
Zhao Cheng couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Originally, he planned to introduce MSG to the market. Since there was competition for this product, he naturally had no worries about buyers. But he currently has two worries. One is that in the early stages of starting his own business, he has to go through a relatively difficult journey, and when the poor suddenly get rich, it is inevitable that someone will covet him.
The other one is for future plans.
Since this is a world of imperial power, then power is the highest force that ultimately determines everything. Although you can be rich all over the world if you have more money, but without power, you are still a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.
Zhang Dashun's proposal took exactly the risks that Zhang Cheng might face in his plan.
It means that from now on, he already has a power of his own. Although it is still small, as long as he becomes famous this time, he may not be able to open restaurants all over the Chen Dynasty.
There will also be many unexpected benefits and help for you to embark on an official career in the future.
Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng had to admit that Jianghu was still as poisonous as ever and could control people's hearts with just one sentence.
Zhang Dashun saw that Zhao Cheng seemed to be interested, and knew that he had made the right bet, so he put up another chip.
"I promise that as long as it is within Dashunzhai's ability, I can provide help to my little brother in other aspects!"
Zhao Cheng stood up suddenly: "Deal!"
Zhang Dashun was ecstatic. With the magic weapon of MSG, as long as there is a steady supply, defeating Hong Shengde is just a piece of cake. Dashun Zhai's goal is to build big restaurants all over the country.
As long as there is a restaurant sign, there must be a place for Dashunzhai!
“Little brother, I’m inviting you to the study!”
"Mr. Zhang, please!"
The two of them humbly entered the study room, and what followed was a detailed plan.
It was already past noon when Zhao Cheng left with two hundred taels of silver and the shareholding agreement written by Zhang Dashun in his heart.
Zhao Cheng had a quick bite at Dashunzhai and then went straight to the Xifeng Inn opposite the Qinghe County Government Office.
Qinghe County is a new city within an old city, which means people built houses to live outside the walls of the old city. More and more houses became more and more prosperous, and a new city was formed. Therefore, the entire county has no plan and is completely random. Because the streets are not horizontal or vertical, nor are they generally wide or narrow.
However, this allows people to feel a kind of beauty that is dark and bright when visiting the whole city.
The Qinghe County Government Office was originally located in the old city. However, during the Three Kings Rebellion, the old County Government Office was destroyed by bandits. After the Three Kings Rebellion was settled, a new County Government Office was built on the widest street in the new city.
Xifeng Inn is directly opposite the county government office. Compared with the post office, Xifeng Inn is much more expensive, so the dignitaries who are arriving and leaving choose to stay here.
Yingmen did not look down upon Zhao Cheng because of his ordinary clothes, he was still as warm as ever.
"Master, do you want to stay in a hotel or find someone?"
Zhao Cheng said: "I'm looking for Mao Wu."
He came here just to pay off the debt quickly. The guy named Bai was obviously not an ordinary person, and being involved with him was not a good thing. Now as long as he pays off the debt, it will be settled.
"What's your surname, young master? Please tell me so that I can inform the young master."
"My name is Zhao Cheng."
Under Yingmen's arrangement, Zhao Cheng sat down in the small hall on the first floor of Xifeng Inn. After welcoming the door and serving tea, he went to look for Maowu.
Before he finished his cup of tea, Maowu had already come down from upstairs.
"I didn't expect you to come so soon."
Zhao Cheng's early arrival was indeed a bit unexpected. Sixty taels of silver was dismissive for people like Bai Jingtao, but for ordinary people, it was not a small amount.
An ordinary family of five in Qinghe County may not have sixty taels left after a year of hard work. But within five days, Zhao Cheng came with the money.
However, Maowu just lamented that he was a servant. After being with the nobles for a long time, he felt that he was also a figure. He did not dare to call himself a noble, but he also looked down on ordinary people.
The silver Zhang Dashun gave to Zhao Cheng was not the broken silver collected in the restaurant, but the silver cakes melted from his own bank. Each cake was two taels, which was a hundred yuan.
The silver in the cloth bag was almost as heavy as a watermelon and about the same size. Zhao Cheng just carried it casually and placed it at his feet.
Zhao Cheng opened the cloth bag, counted out sixty pieces of silver and pushed it in front of Mao Wu: "You should give me the IOU, right?"
Mao Wu was speechless. He thought that even if Zhao Cheng got sixty taels of silver, it must be of different sizes, new and old. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a refined silver cake, which made him want to find something wrong. Can't fault them all.
Originally, he planned to squeeze out five or six taels from the quality of the sixty taels to keep for himself, but Zhao Cheng shattered his fantasy of risking five taels as soon as he showed the money.
Another thing that surprised Mao Wu was that there were obviously more than sixty taels in this cloth bag. Looking at the pile, it was at least a hundred or even more than two hundred taels. They were all brand new silver cakes, which made Mao Wu wonder where Zhao Cheng’s money came from.
"Boy, don't worry about the IOU. I have to ask, did you get the money from the right source?"
Mao Wu was afraid that the money was stolen and that it was stolen money. It didn't matter if it was recovered by the government. He was just afraid that Bai Jingtao would be implicated. If there was any scandal involving Bai Jingtao, he would have to skin himself.
Zhao Cheng frowned. The very fact of asking this sentence meant offense. The boy named Bai who came to Beijing had this smell in his house from top to bottom. He didn't know how powerful he was. He kept all his slaves. Becoming a dog looking down upon others.
"The money is naturally pure. I have brought it to you on time. Give me the IOU and we will cancel it."
