The woman in colorful clothes was Xianmei. She walked up to the stage and took off her colorful clothes to reveal a pink dance dress with white gauze underneath. The slender waist like a water snake was looming, and a pair of long white legs were vaguely visible. The Wanhua Tower scene was once again pushed to the peak of the atmosphere.
Feng Ziying smiled and said: "She is a prostitute after all. This dress is very different from others."
Brother Rong rolled his eyes at this guy. He obviously wanted to see it, but he still wanted to make fun of it to show that he was polite.
Although Xianmei's dress was somewhat alluring, it only vaguely revealed her waist and legs, not really revealing them. Compared with the Korean girl groups of later generations, they are far behind.
If these guys were lucky enough to see the Korean girl group dancing, why would they all have nosebleeds?
Xue Pan's hands warmed the prostitute in his arms, and he did not forget to joke with Brother Rong: "I heard from people in the house that you have been married for more than a year and you haven't added a concubine to your house. Do you want me to help you with some money?" Take this Xianmei girl and take her back to the house."
Feng Ziying also said: "That's right. Last time, I mentioned you to Wei Ruolan and asked him not to follow your footsteps. After all, he is also a brother of the Duke and a fourth-grade lord. Why is there no serious Ji in the room? Concubine. Look at us, how many concubines are confiscated in any room?"
You know what the heck, we pursue different things.
However, listening to the teasing and sarcasm of these two guys, he said angrily: "Uncle Xue, please don't talk about me. I have been begging my concubine for almost a year, but the businessman still hasn't succeeded."
Xue Pan was stunned, and when he mentioned the Xiangling, he felt depressed. There was a lawsuit at the beginning, but now he is no longer in his room. He couldn't keep it off for a moment and hummed: "What do you know? My thoughts are no longer with that maid."
Everyone also knew that Xue Pan was an extremely nice person, so he laughed twice and stopped joking about this matter.
Xue Pan did not stand up, but even took out his hands for warmth, which still had lingering fragrance. He sighed: "I was embarrassed to mention it in the past, but I have something to ask Brother Rong."
The Xue family is so rich, why should they come to ask for help if they can't solve it? Brother Rong couldn't understand and asked: "Uncle, please don't say a word of begging. Now Aunt Xue said that relatives and families should help each other. What difficulty can uncle have? If I can help, it's okay." .”
Among the people present, Feng Ziying vaguely knew what was going on. He smiled and said, "He has one more thing, and only you can help him."
Baoyu, the little fat man, was also fascinated, and he opened his ears and inquired curiously. He thought to himself: No wonder Brother Xue insists on calling Brother Shangrong here today. It turns out that he has something to ask him.
"Oh? What's going on?" Brother Rong was even more curious now.
Xue Pan glanced at Miss Xianmei downstairs, where musical instruments such as harps, strings, and drums were being placed, and the girl's dance had not yet officially begun. Seizing the opportunity, he said: "Brother Rong, you must have heard that our family's business in various provinces has gradually been depleted in the past few years, and it is no longer what it used to be."
Brother Rong naturally heard about this.
Since the death of the Xue family's great-aunt, all the business bureaus, general managers, clerks, etc. of the Xue family in various provinces, seeing that Xue Pan was young and ignorant of the world, took advantage of the opportunity to defraud Xue Pan, resulting in a lot of losses. Even several businesses in Kyoto were gradually depleted, and then Xue Pan came to the capital.
Just these things, how can I help? You can't bring yourself to help manage their store.
Then I heard Feng Ziying say: "Since you opened your mouth, let's get down to business quickly. Miss Xianmei downstairs is about to dance."
Xue Pan then sighed: "I heard from people in the mansion that the cement produced by your Dongfu is divided into three grades. The first and second grades are exclusively for the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Industry, and the third grade is sold to the private sector. So I thought You are looking for a prime minister of third-class cement, and let our Xue family sell this stuff to Jiangnan and other places."
Um... cement is not as good as strange fruits, strange stones, rouge, pearls and other items, so it cannot be sold at a high price.
Brother Rong said: "It stands to reason that even if uncle doesn't talk about such things, I should still seek his help. But cement is just a cheap commodity. Even if it is shipped to the south, it is difficult to sell it."
"Brother Rong, I don't understand. In your eyes, cement is a cheap thing, but in the eyes of the nobles in Jiangnan, it is just a rare commodity that has something to do with the royal family. The rich people in Jiangnan are easy to compare. Whoever builds a big garden is better than the other." We need to build a bigger garden.”
Xue Pan said anxiously: "I also heard a message from the general manager of each province, saying that many people are asking about cement heaven. Brother Rong, don't worry about profit and loss, just sell me the third-grade cement. Our Xue family has Dissipate as much as you want."
Jia Rong shook his head. Although this cement is easy to use, it is useless if you don't know how to use it. In the end, I'm afraid that like those people at Zhongshun Prince's Manor, they will end up with a shoddy project.
"There are special ways to use cement, and someone needs to teach them how to use it. If it is sold to various provinces, we can't let the people at the kiln follow us and teach them how to use it, right?"
Xue Pan was stunned and sighed. The Xue family has always used caravans to travel north and south to earn the price difference. How could he have thought that there was such a thing among them.
Feng Ziying, Baoyu and others also sighed after hearing this, saying it was a pity.
The prostitute in Xue Pan's arms smiled and said: "It's just a usage, why do you need to worry about the labor? It's just a secret book written down, sold together with the product, and you can still get two copies of the money."
Xue Bawang's eyes lit up and he said: "That's right, that's right. You girl, you are so thoughtful, you should be rewarded."
As he said this, the idiot found a silver nugget from his bag and gave it to the prostitute.
The prostitute was even more happy. It was rare to meet such a generous person, and she twisted her waist even more vigorously.
Jia Rong smiled bitterly, not expecting the prostitute to reveal her plan.
"It's not that I don't want to hand it over to uncle. The price of this third-grade cement is not high, but it takes up a lot of land and is not easy to store. You may not be able to make much money if you transport it to the south."
Brother Rong had other ideas in mind. At present, the output of cement in Zhuangshang is too small. If factories can be built near coal mines, quarries and other places, it will not only save production costs, but also sell them locally to reduce transportation costs.
He said: "I have another way, which can make great progress for both our families."
Xue Pan asked eagerly: "What is the solution?"
Feng Ziying reminded: "There are many people in Wanhua Tower, so we will discuss it later when we return home."
Jia Rong had exactly this idea, nodded and said, "We'll talk about it when we get back home."
Xue Pan heard the story and said proudly: "If Brother Rong can help me, I will help Brother Rong to get this Xianmei to be your concubine."
"Pooh."
"Pooh."
Several people took a sip at the same time, Brother Rong said: "Don't say that, I have no interest in this Xianmei."
The other people naturally showed disbelief and suspicion.
Xue Pan rolled his eyes and said: "Why don't I give you that Xiangling? The girl bought it for more than a year, and I have never asked for it. Seeing it in the courtyard will only make me sullen. If it is a matter between our two families, If you can do it, if you ask again, my wife will definitely be willing to transfer that maid."
Who does this guy think I am? How can people give away gifts?
Brother Rong was speechless. Besides, there were two jealous people around him.
He just said: "Let's discuss it again, let's discuss it again. Look, Miss Xianmei is about to dance downstairs."
