"Fu'er, pack your luggage, let's go back to my parents' home in Suzhou!" Shen Wenjun cried and packed up his clothes.
Oops, the passive buff is triggered, go back to your parents’ home! Song Che leaned against the door with his arms folded and said with a smile: "Then you have to hurry up, otherwise you will miss the last passenger ship." Shen Wenjun glared back: "I'll rent one myself!" Song Che raised his eyebrows. : "Would you like me to help you contact the ship boss?"
"You!" Shen Wenjun took out the clothes from the closet and stuffed them back tightly.
"No! If I leave like this, won't that woman officially take over? I want to stay and fight her to the end!" Song Che clapped his hands and applauded: "That's right, you should stay and use your own strength Prove who is the real wife!"
"You... dare to gloat! You... you... Ouch, my stomach hurts so much! I might have a miscarriage!" She held her stomach and exclaimed, "Ouch," her acting skills were really poor.
Song Che was really afraid of making her angry, so he hurried over to comfort her.
"Okay, I know what you are thinking. Are you afraid that her poor mother and rich son will take away the status of 'Old Mrs. Shen'? Then let me tell you, in the Song family, you will always be the principal wife. Madam, just like the stars holding the moon, no one can shake it." Shen Wenjun arrogantly hummed: "You are saying this now, what if I give birth to a daughter in the future? How can a legitimate daughter be more expensive? The eldest son? Not to mention she has an eldest daughter!" Song Che sighed: "What kind of legitimate son and concubine? I never accept this, they are all my children, how can they be distinguished?"
"Look! This is what I'm most worried about. She has two children, and they are twins. How can she be so good at giving birth! If she is no longer restrained by her legitimate concubine, I don't know where she will be so proud!"
"Don't worry, I have made an agreement with Brother Jiang and Brother Liao a long time ago. No matter you have a son or a daughter, we will get married. From now on, your and my children will definitely have titles, and you will be the best in the world. The most noble Madam Gaoming, is this all right?"
"Really?" Her eyes were shining like stars. Song Che smiled and said:
"It's more real than the pearls we sell." At this time, Ning Yehong walked into the house with an uneasy mood. She came to Shen Wenjun and bowed and apologized: "Mrs. Song, please don't misunderstand me. I don't want to occupy the magpie's nest." , as long as you agree to keep Qi'er and Lian'er, I will stay far away and will never disturb your lives." Shen Wenjun was stunned, her ears were soft and her heart was softer than her ears. , quickly helped Ning Yehong up,
"What are you talking about? I'm not a stingy person. Besides, if you leave, who will the children look for to nurse?" Song Che nodded repeatedly: "Ah, yes, that's right, who will I look to to nurse?"
"Ha!" Ning Yehong turned around and punched Song Che in the chest.
"Uh, cough! Cough cough!" Song Che touched his chest and almost couldn't take a breath.
"You are...murdering your husband!"
"Who called you a playboy? You deserve it," Shen Wenjun pulled Ning Yehong and walked out.
"Ignore him, let's go take care of the kids." Before leaving, he gave Song Che a hard kick. Song Che put his hands on his hips and smiled bitterly. It hurt, but it hurt and made him happy.
……night. study.
"Well, there are a total of twenty-seven stores in Hangzhou. All the account books from the beginning of the year are all here." Shen Wenjun and Qin Ruo each brought two piles of account books and piled them on the desk.
In previous years, one month's ledger stack was higher than this half year, and it is understandable that the business has declined. Song Che flipped through a few books casually, his brows getting heavier as he read them. He shook his head, threw them into the account book, frowned, and fell into deep thought.
Hangzhou is like this, and Suzhou is probably not much better.
"Where is the running water of the world's banks?" he asked again.
"I'm afraid you'll be even more upset after seeing this." Shen Wenjun said: "Many merchants have taken away the regular gold and silver. In addition, you have vigorously funded the military, and several bank accounts have bottomed out. Now there are wars everywhere, and prices have been driven up. Very high, merchants' goods are unsalable, people are more willing to keep money in their own hands, and storage is greatly reduced..."
"But fortunately, all the silver from the Luoyang branch has been shipped back. Luoyang has now been occupied by Dijon. This batch of silver is regarded as ownerless black money, which can make up for our depleted bank account," Zhou Yazhao sighed: "Oh, how could I think so? If Luoyang returns in the future, those wealthy businessmen should still come to withdraw money."
"How is the operation of each store?" Song Che asked again.
"Although sales have dropped significantly, with our family's financial resources, we can still turn around, but other stores are not so lucky," Shen Wenjun sighed: "For example, my cousin's shoe store cannot sell a large amount of goods, so we have to Piling up in the warehouse, alas...My cousin comes to me every now and then to think of a solution, but what can I do? All the money is in the hands of the customers, and if the customers don't want to buy shoes, I can still force them to buy them. No?" Zhou Yazhao said weakly: "The taxes are also terrifyingly high..." All this stems from war, but this war has to be fought, but every war costs money, and if there is no money, it can only be spent on the people. Extraction, when the people are overwhelmed, stealing, abducting and even rebelling, seems to have become a dead end.
How to resolve domestic conflicts? The best way to resolve conflicts is to transfer them. So how to transfer conflicts?
Maybe...maybe...
"Yes!" Song Che's eyes lit up and he stood up holding on to the table.
"In this way, tomorrow you will issue a notice in the name of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, inviting all businessmen in Daliang, as well as Tibetan businessmen from all over the world, to gather in Hangzhou in the middle of next month, and let's hold a huge 'exhibition'!"
"Exhibition?" The two women looked at each other,
"What is a trade fair?" Song Che explained: "It can be understood as 'setting up a big street stall'. Select a piece of land, divide the booths, and rent them to all the merchants who come to the exhibition; the merchants move their most distinctive items to Sales are carried out at the booth, but it is different from retail at street stalls. The nature of the exhibition and sales is "boss to boss"; let me give you an example - for example, if our dyeing shop needs dyes, we can find a booth that specializes in dyes and have a conversation and negotiation; and For example, if our family needs to buy ten looms, we can find a booth that specializes in looms. Of course, there are dozens of shops across the country that sell dyes and looms. We can talk to them one by one and find out the prices. and styles that are most suitable for your own purchase; textile industry, manufacturing, agriculture, fishery, animal husbandry, all walks of life are organized in separate regions, so that it is more convenient to find each other's products; also, the most important thing about this exhibition is It is for 'foreign trade'. There are so many Tibetan merchants in Hangzhou, so the demand must be huge. Since Chinese people don't buy goods, why not sell goods to foreigners? With transactions, there will be gold and silver circulation, and it is 'boss to boss' 'When an order is placed, the amount is often very large. In this way, won't our bank's banknotes, loans, deposits and withdrawals, and transfers be operational again?" He blinked: "Two shopkeepers, what do you think? Is there a beginning at the 'exhibition'?" The two girls nodded happily: "Yes! There is a beginning!"
