When Zhang Tu arrived home, the people at the door had already dispersed, leaving Sun De alone, standing there dumbfounded, as if he were a clay wood sculpture.
"Master Taifu, look there..."
Just as he got off the car and was about to enter the house, a young eunuch pointed at Sun Deyi and said.
"Thank you for your kindness. Send this little guy home and tell him not to risk his life over there. It's a shame for a grown man!"
Zhang Tu originally wanted to go over and see him, but feeling the cold wind blowing on his butt, he had no intention of talking nonsense with him, so he had better go back and change clothes.
After taking a short rest, he had to go to Lieutenant Wu Guoxiang to discuss the deployment of troops.
After all, although these five thousand people do not need to be elite, they must be safe and reliable. For a long time in the future, these people will not be prepared to withdraw from there.
The Kingdom of Dai is different from the Kingdom of Wu. The territory of Dai needs to guard against the invasion of the Huns all the year round, so troops need to be stationed everywhere.
He had already transferred a thousand people before. Now, if he transfers another five thousand people, the country's already stretched military strength may become even more difficult.
But now Zhang Tu can't care so much. After all, the matter over Yanchi is the top priority. Originally, this matter was not so urgent, but now that little beast Liu Xian is making such a fuss, if we don't hurry up If time passes, I'm afraid there will really be a big mess.
Zhang Tu worked hard all night. He took a shower and changed his clothes. While yawning, he went to Lieutenant Wu Guoxiang's house to discuss the deployment of troops.
Liu Xian was not idle. After the businessmen came out of Wang's house, they began to send their men around to deliver the news overnight.
Along the way, when these people delivered the news, they deliberately chose crowded places. This was also part of Liu Xian's plan.
Only by arousing public panic can this matter be carried out more thoroughly. Originally, the salt merchants in the country did not have much inventory in their hands, and if people were looting frantically, Liu Deng would probably have to do it in less than ten days. Release all the salt in your hands.
Otherwise, I am afraid that the salt shortage in Dai Kingdom will get out of hand.
But as long as he goes out to sell salt, Liu Xian and others have a lot of copper coins in their hands, and they will naturally be able to empty out all the salt reserves in the country.
By that time, Liu Xian naturally had the capital to slowly spend time with Liu Deng.
After this night of fermentation, the news spread like wildfire that big businessmen began to rush to hoard salt. Before dawn the next day, long queues were already forming at the entrances of major shops in Jinyang City.
Maji Trading Company, one of the few large trading houses in Dai Kingdom, is also one of the main sales channels for coarse salt in Dai Kingdom.
Originally, they also had more than 20,000 stones of coarse salt stored in their warehouse. Originally, the sales of these items were not good because they were really bitter.
But today, this thing suddenly became a bestseller. From the shopkeeper to the waiter, no one realized what was going on.
In less than a morning, nearly a thousand dan were sold, which made shopkeeper Du happy.
"Shopkeeper, I wonder how much salt you still have here?"
When it was almost noon, an old man with an unattractive appearance came into the lobby of Ma Kee Trading Company.
"What's your surname, guest officer?"
The shopkeeper looked up and down, and found that the old man was very unfamiliar, but his tone was unusually loud, and he didn't dare to offend him for a while.
"You don't have to worry about my last name. We pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. I wonder how much salt you still have in your hands?"
The old man smiled slightly and asked disapprovingly.
"Although the trumpet is not big, I still have more than 18,000 stones left in my hand. From what you say, are you prepared to take it all?"
The shopkeeper looked at the old man in disbelief.
"Yes, the shopkeeper, please give me a price. I want all these things!"
This time the shopkeeper was in trouble. Under normal circumstances, he would have been happy to have such a big customer.
But now, with the price of salt rising three times a day, he really couldn't make up his mind!
"Can you please wait a moment? For such a big deal, I need to ask my boss for permission!"
The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment and then said.
"Please!"
The old man was very polite and sat directly on the chair next to him, grabbed a handful of fried soybeans on the table, and chewed the fried beans leisurely.
"Serve this old gentleman tea, the best tea!"
"There's no need for tea. This thing is a bit interesting. It's very comfortable for my old arms and legs. I wonder where this thing comes from?"
The old man sat on the chair, leaning his back against the backrest of the chair, and asked curiously.
"Your Excellency, you don't know. This is a new thing that has just appeared in Jinyang City these two days. This set costs fifty guan! It is said that it is a good thing created by the current King Dai. All the merchants in this city are rushing to buy it!"
The shopkeeper also hurriedly said with a smile.
"That's it, the shopkeeper, go get busy first!"
The old man looked at the chair in front of him curiously, waved to the shopkeeper and said.
"That's it, old gentleman, sit down for a moment!"
The shopkeeper bowed to the old man, and then hurried straight to the backyard.
"Young Master, a big customer is here. He wants to round up all our salt, and he also asks us to set a price. How do you think this matter should be handled?"
"Is there such a thing?"
As the eldest son of the Ma family, Ma Junjie has taken over the business for many years, but this is the first time he has encountered such a big customer.
"At this time, apart from the big salt merchants, the only people who can buy coarse salt in such a large amount are people from official families. Does that person have any official habits?"
Ma Junjie asked hesitantly.
"There is no trace of officialdom, and his accent is not that of Dai. It seems that he should be from Chu!"
The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then recalled.
"Chu people? Well, don't ask him about his origins. Go and tell him that if he wants to make a round, the current market price will be 30% more. Moreover, I want all the gold, not the private money made by the Chu State!"
Ma Junjie thought for a moment and then said.
"The young master has thought carefully, I will go back to him right now!"
Of course the shopkeeper understands that after this storm is over, no matter which side wins or loses, the people of Dai will still have to eat salt in the end. The salt produced in Dai is extremely bitter and can only be purchased from Chu or Wu.
If you offend those people, I'm afraid you won't have to do any business in the future. At this time, you don't ask about your intention to discuss business. Even if the court pursues you, it won't have much to do with them.
"I've kept you waiting for a long time. You should also know that the price of salt is rising three times a day. If you want to cover everything, the price will be..."
The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face.
"No problem, even if the shopkeeper makes an offer, I won't counter-offer!"
The old man was very confident, so confident that the shopkeeper felt a little uneasy.
"Then add 30% to the current market price. What do you think?"
The shopkeeper asked tentatively.
"No problem! I'll pay all in cash, and I don't need you to deliver the goods. Now you can put up the sold-out sign!"
To the shopkeeper's surprise, the old man had no intention of counter-offering.
