"The first is the price of sugar this year. [No pop-up novel website]" Mr. Zhu San has already made plans in his mind, "We have to push it down hard! When his sugar store opens the scale, we will weigh every stone The price is set at one, two and five cents.”
Everyone was stunned for a moment, the price was ridiculously low. In the best years of the past, when sugar prices were low, one stone cost only two taels of silver. In years with poor harvests, the price could rise to more than four taels. Zhu Sanye asked for only one tael or five taels, but now a stone of brown rice is sold for 2 taels outside! Aren't the sugarcane farmers making a fuss?
"This year's annual income is just average, and the price is 2, 2, and 5 yuan according to the old practice. It has been collected for more than half a month. Once it has dropped so much, we can't say how old they are. It’s bought and sold..." The person who objected was Feng Guangfeng, the owner of "Richangji". "Richang Ji" is relatively small in the sugar shop, and Feng Guangfeng is not from Shantou and Guangzhou - he was born as a clerk and became the shopkeeper after marrying the only daughter of his employer. He is very popular in Haiyi Hall. despise.
But what he said also touched everyone's minds. Doing business requires long-term cooperation, and both buyers and sellers pay attention to leaving room for success. This created a rift between the company and the sugarcane farmers.
Seeing that everyone was hesitating, Mr. Zhu sneered and said, "It's okay! Now everyone knows that the South China Sugar Factory produces a lot of sugar, so we reasoned that it was because they made too much sugar that they couldn't sell it elsewhere, so the price dropped."
"Is this possible?!"
"Why not? If the sugarcane farmers are willing to sell at this price, we will make a profit for nothing. Besides, we can't blame us for lowering sugar prices. Wasn't it caused by the South China Sugar Factory? Every injustice has its owner..." Zhu Zhu Although the third master's words became lower and lower as he spoke. But everyone understood it, some cheered secretly, and some broke out in a cold sweat.
"Wonderful!" The shopkeeper who was just about to pull the road to dump the body called out: it would not only give them a slap in the face, but also not completely break up with the South China Factory, and there would be an escape route in case of reconciliation.
"However, this matter is risky." The old man said, "When he opens the scale, it must be the latest market! The market in Guangzhou is good now, and he won't lose even if he adds three liang or one stone. Our price is low, and his price is high. It's not for nothing. Send all the supplies to him?" From now on, he has been worried that the South China factory will purchase sugar.
"It doesn't matter." Zhu Sanye was very confident, "In the three counties of Leizhou, the average annual sugar cost is more than 200,000 dan. The price of the South China factory is high, so all the sugar will naturally go to him. But do the math: Even if he takes one-third! At least it costs more than one hundred thousand taels of silver. Where can he find such a lot of cash? Besides, the world is so chaotic now, how dare he have such a random luck? A sum of money comes to Leizhou? It will not be so easy to refuse to accept candy when you have no money. Who else has a large amount of cash in Leizhou except us? If it is tight, use the interest to squeeze him, even if you can't suppress him, call him I lost so much that I vomited blood!"
After hearing this plan, everyone thought it was feasible: the goods that were originally eaten by twenty-one candy shops were now eaten by a factory in South China, and they would choke to death.
"Don't be afraid of anything, just be afraid of ten thousand." The old shopkeeper was still worried, "What if he really dares to bring money? What if they have already prepared the money by now? It's a small matter that we didn't receive any candy this season, but it's just a small matter. If you make money for a year, you are afraid that your brand will be ruined from now on..."
When the shopkeepers of each shop heard this, they felt that it made sense and couldn't help but sway. Zhu Sanye saw that the old man was confused and said in a cold voice: "If you want to do something, why should you be afraid of this? In my opinion, it is best to do nothing. Anyway, we will also buy the South China factory. We can always get a profit of seven. Either way, if they want to transport the sugar, let them transport it."
There was a hint of giving up in these words, and some smart people knew that he probably had a back-up plan. They all said they were willing to comply. Zhu Sanye continued:
"Secondly, starting from today, when everyone talks to outsiders, they will give Huanan something to do from time to time. Do you understand? You can't say bad things openly, but you have to have this meaning in it: for example, this big iron roller, There are also things like the chimney, which are all things I have never seen before. As the saying goes, 'abnormality is a monster'."
Everyone thought that this move was quite destructive. However, because of their monopoly interests, although this group of people are serious businessmen, they are not good men and women. It's not like I've never done anything like murder and arson.
"Finally," Mr. Zhu San said, "Every family has ninety-eight buckles as usual every year. This year, one of the two buckles has to be handed over to Haiyi Tang. It doesn't matter if I work for everyone. I have to give it to a few of my subordinates to run errands. See you. People have to spend money to inquire about things. Haiyitang only has four to five hundred taels on its books right now, which is not enough."
The shopkeepers all felt a little pained when they heard this. This so-called ninety-eight bucks rule was the handling fee paid by sugarcane farmers when they handed over sugar to sugar shops for sales in the past. Although it was later changed to cash-based candy collection, the bad rule of ninety-eight bucks was still retained. It turned out to be a huge profit for each company. Now that Pingbai wants to take it out and buckle it, I feel a little unwilling to do so.
Mr. Zhu San said: "Don't be so sad. Once the matter is settled, all the inventory of the sugar factory will be ours. The price of sugar has also dropped to one, two or five yuan. There is not much potential here? Are you still staring at it?" There is no calculation for this little amount of money for doing things!”
The matter was settled just like that. The shopkeepers of each bank first paid a sum of money in advance to Haiyitang's public account according to the size of the bank, so that Mr. Zhu could use it at any time. Because things were settled, everyone felt hungry and sat down to eat and drink.
Zhu Sanye didn't take a few bites before he said that he had something to do at home and went back with his servant first. His house is only four or five shops away from here. It is a house and a shop. You can go to the shop to do business without going out. You don't even have to go to the street to meet customers. You can directly go out through the corner door and go directly to the house of another sugar shop. This goes from house to house.
This is also a helpless situation. Although through the "Hai Yi Tang" team training and making friends with the government and various sea owners over the years, there have been very few attacks and disturbances in Hai'an, but small-scale robberies and kidnappings still occur frequently, so Tangxingzhai The residences are connected by courtyard walls and corner gates. The streets and alleys are fenced, and the houses are high and deep, forming a closed community. Ordinary pirates and bandits have no way of starting.
In this way, Mr. Zhu went through the clothes of several candy stores and returned to his home. After washing up for a while, he called the butler beside him:
"Go. Call me Zhao Jijiao." As he said that, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. After asking about the background of the Huanan Factory, he sent a capable man there when the Qiwei Escort Bureau purchased a large amount of local land for the Sugar House. At that time, I just thought it was necessary to find out why an escort agency wanted to buy these properties. I didn’t expect that with such a simple effort, I actually did the right thing! He was complacent: Otherwise, if we send people there now, Guangzhou is more than a thousand miles away from here, and it would take more than ten days to go back and forth by boat! The day lily is really cold.
Before going to the club, he actually already knew the basic background of the South China Factory. As he expected, there was another proprietor behind Qiwei Escort Agency. As for who this proprietor was, the clerk didn't know - the escorts were always tight-lipped, and ordinary clerks didn't know. But about Lu Yizhong's post, the trustee still got some information in a roundabout way: Lu Yizhong's post was clearly marked with a price, and as long as someone could get it, he could get one for one or two hundred taels.
In this case, the proprietor is unlikely to be an official figure. Judging from the fact that he wants to spend money to buy Lu Yizhong's posts as amulets, he probably doesn't have much background in the government - he is really rich.
With these basic data, Mr. Zhu has a firm idea of what to do next. What he did just now was just a show for his colleagues to pressure them to act according to his plan.
"I was amazed at the first time. I was amazed at the first time. Suddenly I saw a little maid who looked like a fairy. Her brows were so light and innocent that it is rare in the world. I saw her gentle eyes, which were particularly bright and beautiful. I planted flowers intentionally. I was about to take advantage of the flowers to bloom... "
While he was humming a little tune, the housekeeper said that Zhao Jijiao had arrived.
"Call in."
As he was talking, a man in his thirties came in. He was neatly dressed and looked like a shopkeeper, but he was standing on the ground with his head moving and his eyes rolling. At first glance, you can tell that he is not a proper person. Zhao Jijiao is a bad boy. He usually leads a group of bad boys to hang out at Monk Zou's temple on Hai'an Street. Haiyi Tang gives them some money and rice every month, firstly to prevent them from causing trouble, and secondly so that they can do dirty work when needed.
"Xiao Zhao, you will send all your men to the streets tomorrow." Mr. Zhu spoke slowly. "Ask them to pass the message like this -" he said as he recounted the prepared manuscript.
"Remember everything?"
"I've written it all down, little one!" Zhao Jijiao nodded.
"This is fifty taels of silver. Go and give it to them first!"
"Thank you, sir."
"Also, select a few of your people who are more serious and ask them to wait. The South China Sugar Factory will be recruiting workers in the next few days. You want them to be ready to work in the factory at any time. Ask them to work harder and work harder. Just two months will be enough, and I will reward you generously when you are done."
"You have to have a guarantee to recruit a guy." Zhao Jijiao was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay! I'll take care of the security issues. Just prepare the people and make it easier for them to clean up!"
"Yes, but I still have to have money for clothes and laundry..." Zhao Jijiao's eyes darted around, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to make more money.
Zhu Sanye snorted: "I haven't opened your silver reward yet, so I'll pay it out from this money first!"
Hearing that he still had a silver reward, Zhao Jijiao's interest suddenly rose: "This matter will be taken care of by the younger brother." After that, he left happily.
Seeing Zhao Jijiu go out, Mr. Zhu still couldn't let go. He decided: It would be better to send someone to Guangzhou again to check their background.
"If there's really no reason for it, just get rid of it! That sugar factory is really good." Mr. Zhu had a greedy look on his face.
The people in the South China Sugar Factory are busy preparing for the opening of the sugar store. In order to facilitate management, the sugar store was located in Nanmentang where the South China Sugar Factory was located. It was actually a branch of the sugar factory. The gate is right next to Xuwen's official road leading to Hai'an Street. Meilin not only repaired the counter room of the new sugar shop, but also organized migrant workers to repair this section of the official road and re-erected several crumbling bridges - good infrastructure construction is the consistent prerequisite for the development of industry and commerce in Chuanchuan. As for the common people, they were just curious about the road construction method of using oxen to drag large stone rollers back and forth on the road.
The plaque for the sugar shop was inscribed by the magistrate of the county. His inscription was relatively cheap, and it only cost thirty taels of silver, a few bottles of good wine, and a few pieces of Western cloth and brocade for his wife. As soon as the cabinet room was completed, the gold plaque was hung up. The holding pillars on both sides were inscribed by well-known rural officials in the county. These are like talismans. Traveling across the country means doing as the Romans do.
In order to facilitate communication with the locals and avoid language misunderstandings, Wen Tong recruited several local clerks in the county to serve as counter support and scale handlers. He wanted to hire a sugar shop shopkeeper but could not implement it. The two brothers of the Wen family were too young, so he finally had to ask Liao Dahua to come forward, saying that anyone who had been a shopkeeper would be fine. Liao Dahua did not shy away from relatives and gave one of his own A cousin named Liao Daxing came with a recommendation. This Liao Daxing had never been a shopkeeper. He had only been a counter clerk in a grain store in Haikang County for several years. He has a good way of dealing with people. Although his Mandarin is not very good, he can still speak Guangzhou vernacular quite well, and he also understands the rules of doing business. Wen Tong knew that it would be impossible for the sugar store to get these people - they were all laymen, and they could only do it themselves. Fortunately, the sugar factory is operating normally. With Chen Tianxiong in charge of the equipment, I can focus more on the sugar business.
Liao Daxing had just been promoted, and he heard from his cousin that the owner of the company was very wealthy, spent lavishly, and worked very hard. Although the business conducted by the grain store is different from that of the sugar store, it still involves purchasing and trafficking, and there are many similar rules. All the affairs in the sugar store were taken care of one by one, and Wen Tong felt that it was much easier - after all, he came from a technical background and was not very good at business.
After some market research, Wen Tong and Liao Daxing agreed that they should buy it at 2-2-5 according to the current market conditions on Hai'an Street, without increasing the price, so as not to stimulate the local sugar shops.
"Get rid of this bad rule of ninety-eight buckles." Wen Tong hated this kind of unspoken rules.
"It's better not to do it for now." Chen Tianxiong advised, "Don't make it too special. It's not good."
"I have a plan. The rule of ninety-eight deductions can be kept," Chang Shide suddenly came up with an idea, "but take it from the people and use it for the people. This will lay the foundation for Lao Wen to start a sugar industry combination in the future."
"What plan?"
Chang Shide's plan is to use these two deductions as a "mutual fund". This fund will be used to provide loans and subsidies to people who will participate in the sugar industry portfolio in the future.
"...Everyone who sells sugar to us will have to pay two deductions, but if he doesn't join us, he won't be able to enjoy loans and subsidies. People are the last thing to suffer. It will be much easier for you to implement the sugar industry combination. "
"Do we still have to explain it to the people at the counter? Or call a meeting to explain it?" (!)! ~!
