Zhao Yuanba has many ways to discuss business.
For example, when talking to Song Ziyu, the two parties sat down and talked in a friendly and kind manner.
But the "customer" Song Ziyu saw now was hung upside down in the air. Correspondingly, Zhao Yuanba's attitude was not so friendly.
In the bloody torture room, there were hooks hanging from the ceiling, and the tables were filled with torture instruments: tiger benches, bamboo sticks, handcuffs and leg shackles, pepper spray, barbed steel whips, crowbars, maces, soldering irons, leather whips... It can be said that it has everything.
Song Ziyu felt chilly all over. The last time he saw so many instruments of torture was when he visited the Zhazi Cave in Ciqikou the year before last!
Seeing Song Ziyu come in, Zhao Yuanba, who had just finished spanking and was covered in sweat, grinned.
At this time, Zhao Yuanba seemed to Song Ziyu to have lost all the gentleness and elegance he had when they first met, and only had a violent energy!
"Brother is here!" Zhao Yuanba threw away the bloody whip in his hand, hugged Song Ziyu's neck and laughed: "Let me know in advance when you come next time, so I can clean up and take care of you." Li, look at what I look like now, how ridiculous I am."
"No...no..." Song Ziyu was a little embarrassed when he spoke. After all, he was a child who grew up by the rules. He had never seen such a scene.
"What did he commit?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Oh, it's not a big deal for him." Zhao Yuanba said casually: "This unscrupulous guy borrowed my money to do business, and agreed to give me five points as interest every month, but it turned out Now I can’t even raise the capital, so I have no choice but to help him reshape his correct values.”
After hearing this, Song Ziyu finally realized that this Zhao Yuanba was indeed, as Xu Yingnan said, not a suitable business partner.
As if seeing his own fear, Zhao Yuanba laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, brother, I have always been cruel to useless people, because those wastes have lost their value, but you are different. You have a lot of money." Useful...by the way, do you have anything to do with me?"
Xu Yingnan, who had been silent until now, spoke with malicious intent: "Boss Song is going to come to your place to fight the autumn breeze."
"Fighting the autumn wind? What do you mean?" Zhao Yuanba was stunned and didn't understand Xu Yingnan's words.
Song Ziyu said bravely: "It's not noon, I'm here to have dinner at your house, brother!"
"Oh, that's what I mean!" Zhao Yuanba suddenly realized: "Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, our family doesn't have lunch."
Song Ziyu was stunned, and then thought that Xu Yingnan seemed to have said that people here only eat two meals a day.
"Brother, you didn't just come to my place to eat, right?" Zhao Yuanba looked at the snakeskin bag on the ground and finally asked his original question.
"I'm here to deliver the goods." Song Ziyu said.
Not only Zhao Yuanba was stunned when these words came out, but Xu Yingnan was also surprised.
If Xu Yingnan wants to say that Song Ziyu has always been with him, when did he complete the work of mobilizing goods?
Looking at the snakeskin bag on the ground, Xu Yingnan thought of the possibility that Song Ziyu's companions had arrived in the settlement.
"Did you deliver the goods so quickly? My brother is really fast!" Zhao Yuanba became excited and hugged Song Ziyu tighter: "Let's talk in detail in the living room."
In the living room, Zhao Yuanba wiped the blood on his hands with a rag, looked at the snakeskin pocket with interest and asked, "Brother, what are these?"
"Salt." Song Ziyu said in a worried tone.
"salt!"
Zhao Yuanba's mustache twitched and his eyes suddenly lit up. He grabbed the knife on the table and inserted it directly into the woven bag to make a small opening.
White salt grains were sprinkled on the table along the opening.
moment!
The atmosphere in the room solidified.
Zhao Yuanba and his younger brothers all looked as if they could swallow a whole pear alive.
Song Ziyu was shocked. Could it be that there was something wrong with his goods?
Just as he was about to ask Xu Yingnan what was going on, when he looked back, Song Ziyu was surprised to find that Xu Yingnan's expression was also wide-eyed, eyebrows furrowed, and even his breathing was rapid.
Is this a crazy situation?
"Is there any problem?" Song Ziyu asked timidly.
"This... this..." Zhao Yuanba stuttered.
"This is impossible!" Xu Yingnan's face was filled with disbelief.
Almost at the same time!
Both of them stretched out their hands to grab the salt particles flowing out from the table, pulled them into their palms and tasted them carefully with their tongues.
"This is refined salt!" Zhao Yuanba exclaimed after tasting it.
"How can it be so detailed?" Xu Yingnan's pretty face turned red, filled with question marks.
As for Zhao Yuanba's little Karami, they were dumbstruck.
Song Ziyu explained: "Well, this is well salt, which is naturally a little thinner than sea salt..."
Seeing that everyone was silent, Song Ziyu didn't dare to finish his sentence.
Although Han'an is a small city in the 18th tier, it has a prominent position in history.
Han'an is adjacent to Gongdi, and has a history of drilling wells for salt for more than 2,000 years. It has been a supplier of salt for the palace in all dynasties. The well salt produced in Gongdi is the best in the world, and it was listed on the list of intangible cultural heritage many years ago.
As for the salt itself, well salt has fewer impurities than sea salt, has a softer taste, is rich in minerals, and is more suitable for health care. It is said to have the effect of detoxifying and nourishing the skin.
...But these are not enough to make everyone look so out of sorts.
Song Ziyu was puzzled.
Finally, just when Song Ziyu was about to be choked to death, Zhao Yuanba spoke first!
"Brother Song, you have great hands and eyes! You can get such exquisite salt. Brother, I am so impressed." Zhao Yuanba sighed.
Zhao Yuanba's mustache was shaking wildly when he spoke. Even though he deliberately suppressed his emotions, you could still feel his excitement.
"Are you satisfied with this product? Can it be worth the deposit?" Song Ziyu asked carefully.
The gold has been realized and the money has been spent. Song Ziyu is worried about whether he can deliver the goods.
"What are you talking about!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yuanba waved his hand and said: "Ahem, don't mention the deposit. You can just leave this batch of goods to me and dispose of them with confidence. With such quality, brother, you will make a lot of money." The harvest is just around the corner!”
Only then did Xu Yingnan slowly speak: "Compared with this refined salt, the salt we usually eat is just shit!"
Zhao Yuanba nodded and said, "I completely agree with this statement."
Song Ziyu asked curiously: "What kind of salt do you usually eat?"
"Let me laugh, Dachun went to the kitchen to get salt to open my eyes, brother Song." Zhao Yuanba shouted to his younger brother.
Not long after, Dachun came in with a clay pot. Song Ziyu looked at the clay pot and found a brown stone-like crystal inside.
The crystal looked turbid, so Song Ziyu broke off a small piece and licked it. The bitterness in his mouth was accompanied by a hint of salty taste.
Damn, this is actually a piece of rock salt!
Anyone who has received a few days of nine-year compulsory education knows that rock salt, also known as rock salt, is a halide mineral containing sodium chloride and is generally used as a chemical raw material.
Rock salt is harmful to the gastrointestinal tract and is toxic if consumed without refining. The most important thing is that it tastes so bad that even dogs cannot eat it.
Do the people in the Emotional Dragon Mountain settlement eat this stuff?
Song Ziyu didn't dare to think about it.
"Um... what did Brother Song just say? Oh, by the way, you want to have lunch." Zhao Yuanba slapped his forehead and shouted to his subordinates: "What are you still doing? Go find the cook and lay the eggs." Slaughter the old hens and add vegetables to my brother!"
