The first time Zhao Xu heard Zhao Bingfang's words, he felt that his son was stupid in studying and knew nothing about business. Otherwise, how could he come up with such a stupid method of selling ramie.
After all, he spent a lot of effort for these ramies.
Besides, all the major families in Sioux City are now waiting to seize the paper-making market. If they sell the ramie, they may make some money, but they will lose the opportunity to seize the paper-making market.
But at this moment, Zhao Bingfang spoke again, "Father, you must think my idea is immature, but I hope you can listen to what I have to say first."
Zhao Xu hesitated and nodded, "Go ahead."
Zhao Bingfang said: "According to the current situation analysis, our Zhao family can no longer monopolize the papermaking market, not even 50% of the market, and we have to pay a huge price. Is this correct?"
"That's right!"
"My idea is, since our Zhao family has paid so much and cannot monopolize the entire market, why not take the opportunity to sell the ramie we have and make a fortune?"
After saying this, Zhao Bingfang continued without waiting for Zhao Xu to speak: "I know that my father wants the Su family's papermaking market, but now the papermaking market does not belong to our family!"
"In this case, let's let those families fight and consume their financial resources first. We take the opportunity to accumulate wealth. If it doesn't work this year, it will be next year. If it doesn't work next year, it will be the year after that. Once those families don't have enough financial resources, we can deal with those families just like we did with the Su family. "
"No matter how much of the market these families occupy, as long as they cannot produce paper for a year, our Zhao family can seize the entire paper market at once."
After hearing Zhao Bingfang's reasons, Zhao Xu's eyes lit up and he felt ecstatic.
He was previously worried that his son was obsessed with fame and was not interested in business, resulting in no one to inherit the family fortune he had accumulated.
But now, he discovered that his son was not a nerd, but was very smart in business.
He didn't even think about how to solve the problem at hand, but his son easily gave him an answer that satisfied him, which shocked him.
When he thought of this, he felt a little regretful.
If only his son could be as shameless as him, then his achievements would only be even higher.
Zhao Xu rolled his eyes a few times and said with a smile: "Since you have such an idea, how about I leave this matter to you?"
Zhao Bingfang's eyes dimmed instantly, "Father, forget it, I don't want to go out yet."
"Son, you can't shut yourself up at home all the time. You should go out more often. Look at your eldest brother and second brother..."
"On the surface, the eldest brother and the second brother went out for a trip, but in fact they were frightened by Su Hongyi and did not dare to be in Su City."
"You know everything?"
Zhao Xu was a little embarrassed.
"I'm not stupid. The two of them have been suffering from bruises and bruises for three days. Besides being afraid of being beaten, what else could be the reason?"
After Zhao Bingfang finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Xu, "Father, do you think the Su family is overpowering our family?"
"how do I say this?"
Zhao Bingfang said: "In the past, Su Hongyi, who convinced people with virtue and reason, suppressed our two brothers. Finally, when he left Su City, another Su Dongchu came out."
"Although Su Dongchu is not as good as his brother in terms of warrior status, he can compose poems. I have read his poem "The Wine Will Come in" more than a thousand times, and found that I couldn't write it at all. The governor used one word to describe it, which surpasses Zhou's. It’s not an exaggeration at all.”
For him, the saddest thing is not that Su Dongchu's poems are better than his, but that he feels that he will never be able to write transcendent poems in his life.
This song "About to Enter the Wine" was like a mountain, pressing him down, making it hard for him to breathe, and unable to push him away no matter what.
After hearing this, Zhao Xu wanted to persuade Zhao Bingfang, but he didn't know where to start.
"Father, I'm going back to my room to rest first."
After Zhao Bingfang finished speaking, he walked directly outside.
But after taking a few steps, he stopped again, as if he had thought of something.
"By the way, the newspaper said that Su Dongchu's disciples will sell storybooks in a few days. There may be new poems by him on them. Father, help me keep an eye out for them."
"I want to see if his second poem can maintain the level of "The Wine Will Come in"."
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The days with the brothel girls always passed quickly. Jiang Yifeng had not even played rock, paper, scissors a few times, and four days had passed.
During these four days, Shishi was responsible for negotiating advertising matters with merchants.
Because Wang Zhanggui Inn was used as a model, it easily attracted a large number of merchants.
Faced with this situation, Shishi set three rules.
First, only one store in each industry will advertise at a time.
Second, any shop that advertises must pass an on-site inspection. If various indicators do not meet the standards, no matter how much money is given, they will not advertise.
Third, any guest holding a newspaper must enjoy a discount.
With these three rules, we can not only ensure competition for advertising quotas in the same industry, but also allow customers to get discounts and enjoy higher services.
In this way, customers will have trust in the things recommended in the newspaper, and the gold content of the newspaper's advertisements can be guaranteed.
During dinner, Shishi asked Su Dongchu to help move a box in front of everyone.
The box was opened, and there was a lot of white money inside.
"My boss, the total is one thousand two hundred taels. This is half a year's advertising expenses."
While asking for credit, Shishi looked at Jiang Yifeng, as if to say, praise the slave family, praise the slave family.
"very nice."
Jiang Yifeng took out two hundred taels of silver and placed it in front of Shishi, "This is a commission for you."
Shishi was immersed in the joy of being praised. When she saw Jiang Yifeng taking out so much money, she widened her eyes and said, "My boss, this... this is too much, I can't have it."
Hearing this, the other three brothel girls and Zhou Zhong couldn't help but look at Shishi. Only Su Dongchu was eating calmly.
This is two hundred taels of silver. Not to mention Zhou Zhong, who is about to close down his bookstore. Even in a hugely profitable industry like brothels, making two hundred taels is not easy.
As a result, Shishi earned so much money in just four days.
"Take what's given to you."
Jiang Yifeng domineeringly pushed the money in front of Shishi, and then said: "Tomorrow is the tenth day. I will send you back tonight."
He originally recruited four people from Chunxiao Tower to create a topic.
Now that there is a topic, bookstores and newspapers are also bound to the brothel women. As long as those scholars go to the brothel, they will think of his bookshop and newspapers.
Shishi, who had just received the money, was horrified when she heard that she was being sent back, "My boss, you promised to let me follow you, why did you send me back again?"
Jiang Yifeng glanced over and said, "If I don't send you back, how can I redeem you? If I don't redeem you, how can I make you follow me in the future?"
After saying this, the corners of Jiang Yifeng's mouth turned up, "Besides, I have been planning for so long, and now the climax is coming."
