At this moment, Zhang Mao couldn't wait to slap that bastard Chen Ziyu to death!
He didn't know to say hello in advance when the prince came. This made him extremely rude. Fortunately, the prince was still young and didn't need to take his words to heart. But who knew whether he would have any objections to the Zhang family because of this in the future?
All kinds of thoughts in Zhang Mao's mind started to spin rapidly. After a moment to regain his composure, he started asking.
"Your Highness, I wonder why you condescend to come here?"
Zhang Mao is not stupid for not going to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. He can't say that the prince is bored in the palace, so he comes to the Duke's Mansion to visit, let alone follow the little bastard Chen Ziyu!
"The Zhang Qing family does not need to be nervous. I am here today just to accompany Lao Chen. It is Lao Chen who has important matters to discuss with the Zhang Qing family!"
Zhu Houzhao tried hard to imitate the way Emperor Hongzhi spoke on weekdays, and even the smile on his face had some shadow of Emperor Hongzhi.
After Zhu Houzhao finished speaking, he immediately winked at Chen Ziyu and motioned for him to speak.
Chen Ziyu nodded without any trace, and immediately took Zhang Mao's arm and pulled him aside to sit down, with a simple and honest look on his face.
"Shibo, please stop standing and sit down quickly! Treat this place as your home!"
Then he asked Li Yan to pour tea quickly!
The skillful movements made Zhang Mao feel a little confused for a moment, whether he was in the Pingjiang Count's Mansion or his British Duke's Mansion!
"You brat, what are you doing!" Zhang Mao glared at Chen Ziyu while Zhu Houzhao wasn't paying attention, and then whispered viciously in his ear.
Chen Ziyu smiled and cupped his hands at Zhang Mao, and said respectfully: "Uncle Shi, do you still remember what my father discussed with you a few days ago?"
"Your father?" Zhang Mao lowered his head and fell into deep thought. Then he looked at Chen Ziyu suspiciously and said, "Not long ago at Yicui Tower, Lao Chen mentioned to me that your boy had built several workshops. , are you going to do business with a caravan?"
"Where is Yicui Tower?"
Before Chen Ziyu could say anything, Zhu Houzhao came over with a look of curiosity on his face.
Chen Ziyu rolled his eyes, ignored Zhu Houzhao, and continued to say to Zhang Mao: "Uncle Shi, it's true. My nephew has set up a workshop in the western suburbs and plans to make some money to spend, but he wants to sell these goods. Go, you still need to find a reliable person like Shi Bo to help you with the details!"
"Then you have found the right person. Although I am not directly involved in business, I have a vicious vision!"
It was rare for Zhang Mao to find an opportunity to brag in front of the prince, so he naturally didn't miss it.
"Tell me, what kind of business do you do?" Zhang Mao asked curiously.
As if he had expected Zhang Mao's question, Chen Ziyu waved to Li Yan, and Li Yan took out a palm-sized object from his arms and handed it to Chen Ziyu.
After Chen Ziyu took the soap, he placed it in front of Zhang Mao.
"Shibo, it's exactly this!"
Zhang Mao frowned, picked up the soap and put it in his hand. He looked at it carefully, looked left and right, put it under his nose and smelled it. If Chen Ziyu hadn't stopped him, he would probably have tried it.
"Bad boy, what is this?" Zhang Mao asked doubtfully.
Chen Ziyu blinked, "Shibo, this thing is called soap!"
Zhang Mao raised the soap in front of Chen Ziyu and continued to ask: "How to use this thing?"
Chen Ziyu smiled and replied honestly: "Uncle Shi, this product can be used to wash clothes instead of pig seeds and saponins. It can even be used to take a bath and wash your hair. It has excellent cleaning effect and is non-toxic and harmless!"
Hearing what Chen Ziyu said, Zhang Mao fell into deep thought. If this thing is really as magical as he said, it can really make a lot of money!
"Boy, are you really that powerful?"
"It's absolutely true!" Chen Ziyu stared at Zhang Mao and said without blinking.
Zhang Mao stood up, holding the piece of soap in his hand and pacing back and forth, sometimes frowning and sometimes hesitating, and after a long while he said: "Boy, can this thing be considered a share of our old Zhang family? "
Chen Ziyu smiled and thought that this British gentleman was really not an ordinary person. He had seen the future of soap in a short period of time.
"Boy, why are you laughing?" Zhang Mao scolded, "Don't worry, I'm a close friend of your father. I will never cheat you, and I won't get you for free! Ten thousand taels, only 10% of the shares!"
I saw Chen Ziyu cupping his hands and saying with a smile: "Uncle Shi, this small workshop only has 30% of the shares!"
"Who has the remaining 70%? Let me talk about it!" Zhang Mao rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try!
Chen Ziyu pursed his lips towards Zhu Houzhao on the side, and Zhang Mao said suspiciously:
"Tai...Prince?"
Seeing Zhang Mao's appearance, Zhu Houzhao immediately waved his hand and said: "The Zhang Qing family will tell you the truth. I only hold 20% of the shares, and the rest is in the hands of my father. If the Zhang Qing family has the ability, I can Let’s talk to my father.”
Zhang Mao felt as if his neck was stuck in an instant, and his face turned red!
Talk to Emperor Hongzhi, but he doesn’t have the guts!
However, what Zhang Mao thought of was that even Emperor Hongzhi, who was a daily philanderer, was willing to pay for Chen Ziyu to build a workshop, which meant that even the emperor liked this soap!
Zhang Mao breathed heavily and grabbed Chen Ziyu's arm. His old face was like a blooming chrysanthemum: "My dear nephew, for twenty thousand taels of silver, I only want half of your shares, and the rest of the caravan at home is at your disposal!"
Hearing what Zhang Mao said, Chen Ziyu concluded that he was definitely interested. Twenty thousand taels of silver and half of the shares were far more than what Emperor Hongzhi paid.
Chen Ziyu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then glanced at Zhu Houzhao and saw that he nodded without any trace. Then Chen Ziyu gritted his teeth and said: "Shibo, as you said, my nephew is half as good as you." , but as for the caravan..."
"You can use all the caravansaries at home for free. I have asked Xin'er to be fully responsible for the affairs of your workshop!"
The Xin'er Zhang Mao mentioned was his second son Zhang Xin, "By the way, you have some shares in this caravan in Pingjiang's Mansion. Although it's not much, you can get a sum of money every year."
Zhang Mao told the truth at once that he had no reason to doubt the future of the western suburbs workshop. He was also secretly grateful to Chen Ziyu for bringing this incredible wealth to his Zhang family.
As for Chen Ziyu's idea, it is relatively simple. The name of the British Duke is synonymous with integrity in the Ming Dynasty.
This is also the reason why the Zhang family caravan became one of the few large caravans in the Ming Dynasty in a short period of time.
In addition, Zhang Mao has great prestige in the army, and he would not dare to offend ordinary bandits and other gangsters. If the Zhang family is angered and an army is sent, no matter how powerful the bandits are, they will not be regular. Army rivals!
