Need more money!
These three words made Han Zhen laugh secretly.
Chang Zhixian was right. These two people were really open-mouthed. Without knowing the details of the business, they just asked for more money.
On the other hand, Chang Zhixian's expression remained normal, as if he was no longer surprised.
Lifting the jug and pouring a glass of wine for Liu Mi and himself, Han Zhen said sternly: "Liu Tongpan doesn't know something. Although this white sugar is hugely profitable, it is extremely difficult to refine. One hundred and ten kilograms of granulated sugar can often only yield half a tael of white sugar. The same goes for refined salt, with losses as high as 90%, and thousands of workers eating, drinking, and drinking, all of which are expenses."
The secret recipe is in Han Zhen's hands, and the cost is not something he can just make up.
After the assembly line factory is built, the workers will be divided into several batches, and each batch will only be responsible for one of the salt ponds.
This improves confidentiality.
Of course, if you really want to investigate, you can still get the secret recipe by spending a little more time.
After all, refining refined salt is not too complicated, but by that time, he has completed his primitive accumulation and can start some business that is not easy to be copied.
Liu Mi believed it.
Because he had heard about the sugar manufacturing process, in his opinion, even if Han Zhen mastered some secret recipe, he would only be slightly better than those sugar merchants.
But he didn't care about that, and slowly said: "Do you know how much risk Zhao Zhizhou and I are taking? A few days ago, Li Zhuang came to the government office to report you and so on. If I hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid that right now The ones coming are the Zhen Haijun and the Punishment Division."
"After I split the 50,000 guan equally with Zhao Zhizhou, I won't have much left in my hands. Let's add more."
ah?
Han Zhen was slightly startled.
Even Chang Zhixian's eyes flashed with surprise, and his movement of picking up the food was stagnant.
Han Zhen's original intention was that Liu Mi and Zhao Ting would receive 50,000 guan each, but he never thought that this guy would mistakenly think that the two of them had 50,000 guan in total.
After pondering for a moment, Han Zhen turned to look at Changzhi County and said with a troubled expression: "Changzhi County, do you think you can remove half of your share?"
Chang Zhixian's thoughts were immediately understood in his heart, and he cooperated with the acting.
He put down his chopsticks with a gloomy expression. He looked at Liu Mi, then at Han Zhen, and finally sighed: "That's all, it's up to you."
Hearing this, Han Zhen chuckled and said, "After half of the Changzhi County is moved out, Liu Tongpuan and Zhao Zhizhou will receive 60,000 yuan per month, is that okay?"
"Can!"
Liu Mi nodded calmly.
He was very satisfied to see Changzhi County being so knowledgeable. There are not many people who are so knowledgeable nowadays.
As a veteran in the officialdom, Liu Mi is well versed in the art of paying equal attention to kindness and power.
Changzhi County endured the pain of losing a large sum of money, and naturally had to make up for it from other places.
Give me a sweet date with a stick.
Thinking of this, he stroked his beard and said, "Has Bo Qiong been wasting many years on the matter of magistrate?"
Chang Zhixian said with a sigh: "It has been fifteen years."
"It's been so long."
Liu Mi sighed with emotion and comforted him: "I have long heard that Bo Qiong is quite talented, and now he has the ability to suppress bandits, so it is time to move up the ranks. Don't worry, at the end of the year, I will join forces with Zhao Zhizhou Write a letter to say some kind words for Bo Qiong."
During the Zhenzong period, it was stipulated that state officials above the fifth rank could recommend five people to be promoted to official positions every year, and three people could be recommended for promotion to court officials.
Although Liu Mi was on an errand as a prefectural general judge, he was actually a Zhongsan doctor, a real fifth-rank official.
The official positions in the Northern Song Dynasty were the most complicated in all dynasties, with each function often having three or four titles.
For example, Bao Zheng, his full official title is [Privy Deputy Envoy Chaosan Dafu gave a gift of purple gold fish bags to the Minister of the Ministry of Finance to the governor of Donghai County and the founding of the country.
Sima Guang's is longer than his, with sixty-four characters.
The official titles in the Northern Song Dynasty were divided into three types: official, position and dispatch.
The official is the rank of the official, and the position is the salary received by the official. Some important ministers hold several positions and can receive several salaries at the same time.
The final mission is the real mission of an official.
He and Zhao Ting were only responsible for the recommendation. As for whether the Privy Council and officials would approve it after the recommendation, it had nothing to do with them.
Chang Yukun has the merits of suppressing bandits, and he is recommended both emotionally and rationally.
Even if Xianggong Cai blames him, he will have an excuse to explain.
"Thank you Liu Tong for your support!"
Chang Zhixian stood up and bowed.
After the negotiation was completed, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became relaxed.
One state magistrate, one county magistrate, and a bandit who killed officials and rebelled. The three of them drank and had fun and talked happily.
During the conversation, seeing Liu Mi frequently glancing at the four wooden boxes, Han Zhen stood up with a smile and opened a wooden box.
The silver collar and gold beads in the wooden box made people dizzy.
Picking up a piece of silver collar and weighing it in his hand, Han Zhen chuckled and said, "When we meet for the first time, a mere gift is not respectful."
Liu Mi heard the meaning of his words and knew that this money was not included in the monthly share.
Although this visit was a bit reckless, the harvest exceeded expectations.
Looking at Han Zhen again, I feel that the more I look at him, the more pleasing he is to my eyes. He is like a good-luck boy, with golden light shining all over his body.
For a moment, Liu Mi was in an extremely happy mood, but he pretended to be disgusted and scolded: "Han Erlang, please close the door quickly. Don't let these stupid things disturb our interest."
After Han Zhen closed the wooden box, Chang Zhi County wisely called the four women in again.
Liu Mi hugged her left and right, enjoying the service of the two women. At the same time, her big hands flew up and down, causing the fine yarn to flutter.
Chang Zhixian was also an expert at this. One hand was hidden under the desk and no movement could be seen. All he could see was that the face of the woman in his arms was like a peach blossom, and there was a layer of mist in her eyes, as if water was about to drip out.
Han Zhen didn't move and kept picking up vegetables. He was really hungry.
Besides, these women are all sisters from the brothel next door. Although he is not mysophobic, he is afraid of being stained with flowers.
On the contrary, the woman kept thrusting into his arms and murmuring like a kitten.
Seeing this, Liu Mi joked: "It is said that a bustard loves money and a sister loves beauty. This is true."
Chang Zhixian smiled and said: "Speaking of this, I remembered an anecdote..."
At this point in the conversation, the topic completely changed.
What about Su Dongpo picking up ashes, Wang Anshi's concubine having an affair with his servant, Song Huizong and Zhou Bangyan jealous over Li Shishi...
Han Zhen listened with great interest and uttered two words from time to time: "Tell me more!"
The meal lasted from noon to evening.
Liu Mi's face was red, his eyes were blurred, and he was completely drunk.
After helping the drunk Liu Mi into the restaurant's room, Han Zhen arranged for two sisters to serve him well, and ordered people to carry four wooden boxes in together.
"It's getting late. You should rest in the county for the night."
Chang Zhixian hugged a sister and burped.
Han Zhen shook his head: "No, I will move to the county seat in two days."
Hearing this, Chang Zhixian made arrangements: "Okay, Master Xu's house is still vacant at the moment. If you don't dislike it, you can live there."
"I don't mind. I wasn't afraid of him when he was alive. Could it be that I'm still afraid of him when he's dead?"
Han Zhen chuckled lightly, with strong confidence in his tone.
After bidding farewell to Changzhi County, he went down to the restaurant, mounted his horse, and led the soldiers out of the county.
What he drank today was rice wine and fruit wine, which in Han Zhen's opinion were not even as strong as beer.
But it’s too much to handle.
From noon to evening, the huts were visited several times.
It was okay when I was in the restaurant, but now I was riding on the horse. I was stirred by the evening breeze, and the stamina of the rice wine immediately rushed to my head, making my head feel dizzy.
When we returned to Xiaowang Village, the sky had turned completely dark.
"County Magistrate, we're here!"
Nie Dong helped him all the way to the house halfway up the mountain.
Han Zhen waved his hand and said, "Just go back."
"I will say goodbye."
Nie Dong cupped his hands and turned to leave.
In the second courtyard, Mrs. Han Zhang and two little girls were doing homework in the hall.
Seeing Han Zhen walking in with floating steps, the three of them immediately stood up and greeted him.
As he came closer, a strong smell of alcohol suddenly hit his nostrils. Han Zhang frowned slightly: "Ah, why did uncle drink so much?"
"There's nothing we can do."
Han Zhen explained casually, waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about me, I'll go and sleep for a while."
After that, he walked towards the backyard.
Mrs. Han Zhang was still worried and bit her lip gently: "I...I'll go take a look. You just do your homework."
Fang Sansan didn't think too much and returned to the hall with a cry.
Jiang Siniang, on the other hand, had a strange look in her eyes.
However, she has a dull temperament, and even if she notices something, she will just keep it in her heart.
…
The backyard was dark.
After walking a few steps, Han Zhen suddenly stumbled and almost fell.
Mrs. Han Zhang hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said softly: "Uncle, slow down!"
Feeling the size of the fruit on his arm, Han Zhen suddenly became angry at being aroused by the brothel girl in the restaurant.
Helping Han Zhen all the way into the back room, Han Zhang came to the bedside.
Before she could stand still, Han Zhen was lying on the bed.
After only such a short journey, Mrs. Han Zhang was exhausted and panting.
After lighting the oil lamp, Mrs. Han Zhang picked up the copper basin and went out.
After a while, she came back with a basin of warm water.
At this time, Han Zhen on the bed closed his eyes tightly and breathed steadily, as if he was asleep.
"Uncle, uncle."
Mrs. Han Zhang called out twice, but when there was no response, she took off Han Zhen's boots.
After hesitating for a moment, she used trembling hands to untie Han Zhen's brocade robe with light movements.
Wringing out the towel in the copper basin, Mrs. Han Zhang gently wiped Han Zhen's cheeks.
Under the dim light of the oil lamp, she took this rare opportunity to look at Han Zhen carefully.
Uncle's eyebrows are so pretty.
The nose is also very straight.
Suddenly, a big hand grasped her slender hand.
Han Zhen slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a delicate face and a pair of shy and frightened eyes.
"Uncle...uncle."
Han Zhang felt guilty for a while, as if he had been caught doing bad things.
Han Zhen said: "Run Niang!"
boom!
As if struck by thunder, Mrs. Han Zhang's brain exploded with a buzzing sound, and everything went blank.
Runniang is her nickname, and only her parents and husband have called her her since she was a child.
It is self-evident what Han Zhen's "Run Niang" means right now.
Seeing her opening her mouth slightly and looking cute, Han Zhen's hand holding her wrist gently pulled.
"ah!"
Mrs. Han Zhang let out a soft cry, and immediately threw herself on Han Zhen.
At this moment, Mrs. Han Zhang finally came to her senses. She wanted to get up, but the masculine scent permeating the tip of her nose made her feel limp and unable to exert any energy.
Feeling Han Zhen's hot gaze, Han Zhang said in a soft and trembling tone: "Uncle, I am your sister-in-law."
"I know!"
After Han Zhen finished speaking, he suddenly turned over, pulled off the brocade robe with one hand, and threw it towards the table.
The brocade robe brought up a strong wind and blew out the oil lamp.
The next moment, the room suddenly fell into darkness.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will treat you well."
After Han Zhen finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the room.
Oops!
It’s true that small branches bear fruit!
"Er... Erlang!"
"Don't call me Erlang, I like to hear you call me uncle."
"Uncle!"
(End of chapter)
