While Cheng Yaojin was thinking about the pros and cons of starting a business, Sun Simiao and Feng Chun hurriedly joined in the fun.
"My dear brother, it is up to me to take action in Chang'an. Even if it is for the sake of the common people of the world and the country of Li Tang, it is my duty to do so! But we have agreed that you must pay tribute to me every month for this fine wine. One altar, uninterrupted!"
Sun Simiao usually doesn't drink much, but he just drank a bowl today and became addicted. Anyway, I have to go to Chang'an anyway, so why not give Yang Ming a thumbs up and learn from this kid to enjoy life.
"Brother Yang, can you give me some too? I can do six jars a month!"
Under the temptation of fine wines, Feng Chun forgot about his situation and actually wanted to ask Yang Ming for the agency rights to sell fine wines.
Feng Li glared at him, raised his hands to Cheng Yaojin and said:
"Brother Cheng, you don't need to pay attention to him. This kid is like Meng Lang. No matter how big or small he is, just treat him as a fart!"
Feng Chun's words were astonishing, but Feng Li was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. If he wanted to reach Chang'an alive to face the emperor, he still had to see how Cheng Yaojin's memorial would be written. This Yang Ming wants to lead Cheng Yaojin to make a fortune, so why don't you join in and make a fool of yourself!
Feng Chun waved his hand and explained to the two generals:
"General, you misunderstood! Duke Su Guogong sells it in Chang'an City. We can choose to sell it in a farther place! In this way, we can echo each other without affecting each other. Only the dignitaries of the entire Tang Dynasty can know that there are such fine wines in the world. .”
"As long as Brother Yang doesn't interfere with the price, and I do a little bit of manipulation, I'm confident that I can maximize the profit of each jar of wine. By then it won't be as simple as a set of ten coins. I want those wealthy businessmen to voluntarily spend big prices to compete first." Buy!"
Yang Ming looked at Feng Chun blankly, this guy is quite good! It's a pity to be placed next to Feng Li. People like this should not stay in the military camp and waste their talent in business.
Um! We should draw a big picture, lure him away from Feng Li, and train him well. He will definitely become a tool to help make money in the future!
"Okay! The little general has courage and strategy. If I leave the entire southern market to you, are you confident that you can win it?!"
Feng Chun touched his nose and looked at Feng Li. Seeing that he had no objection, he hesitated and replied:
"How big of a problem is the entire south that Young Master Yang is referring to? Now the entire Tang Dynasty is short of food, and I'm afraid that we won't be able to supply drinks! And I have to try slowly one place at a time. After all, the south is vast and rich in resources. The customs are different in every place.”
Yang Ming patted his shoulder and said solemnly:
"It's okay, I believe in your ability. In three months, I will ask my family to transport a hundred jars of fine wine to Chang'an. Then you can go out and do it. Success or failure is up to God!"
Cheng Yaojin felt that it was reasonable. Such a good wine was not afraid of not being sold. It's just that his family has a lot of land and a lot of serfs, but they don't have much property, so their money is a little tight.
"Um... Mr. Yang, this wine tastes great and has great staying power. It's really not difficult to sell. But look, the financial strength of my old Cheng family doesn't allow me to take ten jars at once!"
Yang Ming was confused, was this demon king trying to be petty? There are two to three hundred serfs in the Cheng family alone, and they still dare to cry miserably in front of me! You are so fat, who else can you kill?
Just when Yang Ming was about to speak, Feng Li stepped forward to be a good guy again.
"Brother Yang, maybe you really don't know if you don't live in Chang'an! The former emperor and the current emperor did reward Su Guogong with a lot of land, and his family also had more than 280 serfs, but these serfs Su Guogong did not let them pay. Just get food once."
Yang Ming:? ? ? ? ? ?
Sun Simiao burped and continued:
"Brother, you don't know! Duke Su kept all the disabled veterans and orphans in the fief as serfs after the war. Not only can he help them avoid corvee work, but he also doesn't allow them to pay grain and taxes!"
Forehead! No wonder the feudal dynasty was so polarized. It turns out that being a noble of the Tang Dynasty can be lawless!
Yang Ming was speechless. It was impossible for him to take out things for nothing without getting any benefits.
"Anyway, there are still three months left, otherwise let the soldiers gather together! One head can be exchanged for one hundred copper coins. After a battle, you should be able to harvest a lot of copper coins!"
Sun Simiao slapped Yang Ming on the head and angrily said:
"You just fell into the money hole. After every battle, don't these money need to be distributed to the sacrificed soldiers as pensions? You usually look so smart, why are you so stupid this time?!"
Yang Ming didn't care about Sun Simiao's beating and scolding, but said excitedly:
"That's right! The military expenses for the war all come from the national treasury. Can't I just cooperate with Li Shimin directly?! It saves time and effort, it is used by the royal family, and the publicity effect is pretty good!"
Feng Li and Cheng Yaojin cast caring glances at the same time.
"The Emperor has been diligent and frugal since he came to the throne. The beauties in the harem have not even tasted meat dishes for a long time. Do you think he still has spare money to buy your fine wine?!"
Yang Ming spread his hands and said nonchalantly:
"Anyway, the price of wine is this. If you don't buy it, I will sell it to Khitan. It's just a longer journey. I believe that the Wandan tribe of Khitan alone can digest my wine!"
As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, everyone present became anxious.
"No, Brother Yang, good things must stay in Datang!"
"Young Master Yang, I, Old Cheng, don't have money, but my other brothers do! Let me know when you are transporting those hundred jars of fine wine, and I will ask my generals to help escort them. When we get to Chang'an, someone will naturally buy it!"
Yang Ming's face kept twitching, you're going around and around to get me to ship the goods first!
"Let's see it this way! Mr. Su Guo, if you don't have money, you can lend me your land temporarily. You have a lot of land anyway, so it's not worth it. Then I can open a restaurant in Chang'an, which will be a good idea! Even if you join the gang, I'll give you 20% of the shares." !”
"No! Twenty percent is too little, it must be at least 30%!"
"Three percent makes it thirty percent, but when the time comes, you have to ask those retired brothers to help with the construction. The wages will be mine, and I will treat them as subsidizing some of their living expenses!"
Cheng Yaojin hugged Yang Ming hard and almost kissed him in excitement.
"Hahaha! Brother Yang is so cool. I, Old Cheng, am suffering from having no work to support these brothers and a group of orphans and widows! From now on, as long as you don't violate morals and don't commit trouble, you can come to me, Old Cheng, to do anything that can make money!"
Yang Ming tried his best to break away from Cheng Yaojin's bear hug, and then said to everyone with a serious face:
"General Feng will accompany Duke Su to Youzhou City tomorrow morning to appease the soldiers, and then he will follow my elder brother to Chang'an to meet the Holy Spirit! I will watch the stars at night. General Feng will definitely make great achievements again in the future and enjoy wealth forever!"
"Brother, please bring the improved drawings of Quyuanli, running water carts, refined salt and my plan to Li Shimin! I hope he can implement it as soon as possible to benefit all people!"
"Mr. Su Guo, you must seize the time to train your soldiers and slowly advance towards western Liaoning. Zhao Deyan is not an ordinary person. The Turkic cavalry is too mobile. We only need to put pressure on them to keep western Liaoning safe! Don't ask for anything. If you have meritorious service, please do not make any mistakes, and you can still bring back General Wei!"
After arranging everyone, Yang Ming still stared at Cheng Yaojin.
"What's wrong, Brother Yang? Is there anything wrong with being offensive?!"
Cheng Yaojin was horrified by Yang Ming's look and couldn't help but frown.
"Aren't you worried about Cheng Chumo?!"
Yang Ming originally wanted to scare Cheng Yaojin, but he didn't expect that after so long, he could still calm down and never asked about his son's injury!
Cheng Yaojin chuckled, pointed at Sun Simiao and said naughtily:
"It was me, Old Cheng, who judged a gentleman with a villain's heart! I originally thought that Brother Yang was seeking revenge, so he perfunctoryly asked the mountain villagers to pretend to be doctors for treatment! Later, Senior Sun showed up at the big tent, and I, Old Cheng, I knew that bastard wouldn’t die.”
Halfway through, Cheng Yaojin lowered his voice and continued:
"Senior Sun and I have known each other for more than ten years. Those brothers who retired from the battlefield in the manor have all been treated by Senior Sun. We are very familiar with each other!"
Yang Ming:. . . . . .
"Mr. Su Guo, I asked my eldest brother to rescue him. But I have to say ugly things first. I have to use Xiao Cheng as a negative example to scare those people with bad intentions. Otherwise, in the future, I will be a rich kid. They will all circle around my wife like flies!"
Cheng Yaojin: Is your wife a piece of shit? Return the flies!
"Yes, yes, brother Yang, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I, Old Cheng, have a thick skin even in the Tang Dynasty, and I can afford to humiliate people! There is nothing else to do, right?! If not, just get another jar The fine wines have come out, but I, Old Cheng, haven’t had enough fun yet!”
Yang Ming hurriedly asked Daniel to help see off the guests, and he even relied on him.
"The last jar has been drunk. I have been rushing to Daizhou for disaster relief during this period. There is no time to make wine. If you want to continue drinking, you have to wait for three months. Three months, it depends on the state of Su Can you please keep Liaoxi City safe and sound?"
"Daniu, if you are idle, you are idle. It is rare that Mr. Su Guo is in a good mood, so please take the opportunity to take Mr. Su back to rest!"
Yaya, bah, I can’t invite you if I want to, and I can’t drive you away even if I want to!
Cheng Yaojin was very dissatisfied. How could he drive someone away after half a drink?
"Bah! When I was young, I, Old Cheng, was a powerful figure in the world. How could I be afraid of this big guy? No matter what you say today, I just won't leave. I don't believe you don't have any inventory!"
Yang Ming's face was full of dark lines. I had just finished my tribulation and needed to consolidate my foundation and discuss the issue of dual cultivation with my wife. You scoundrel, everything has been explained, what are you doing here?
"Didn't Duke Su have strict military discipline and not drink alcohol while marching and fighting? Why is it that half a day has passed and military discipline is not strict?!"
Cheng Yaojin sat down on the ground, like a shrew with no image at all.
"That's right! You can't drink while marching and fighting. This is an iron-clad military order. No one can violate it! But now, looking at the entire Youzhou, they are all hot-blooded men of the Tang Dynasty. Where did the enemy come from? Who are they fighting with? Why not drink? Celebrating Brother Feng’s return to reality!”
Yang Ming tapped the desk helplessly with his fingers and said leisurely:
"The Marching Sima may not be looked down upon by Duke Su Guo, but what about the admonishment officials?! Isn't it possible that Duke Su Guo is not afraid either?!"
Advice to the doctor? !
As soon as he heard the advice to the doctor, Cheng Yaojin immediately sobered up half of his wine.
"Brother Yang is joking. I, Old Cheng, the newly appointed admonishment official in the imperial court, don't even know who he is. Where did Brother Yang come from to predict the future?"
In fact, Cheng Yaojin had known for a long time that Li Shimin had just appointed an admonishment official, an admonition official who dared to criticize Li Shimin fearlessly in public.
Wei Zheng (Zheng)!
"My younger brother is not talented and knows a little bit about heresy. As I expected, Li Shimin will definitely reuse Wei Zheng and ask him to help go to various places to appease the former prince and the old troops of the King of Qi. The method is exactly the same as I want General Feng to go to Youzhou to appease the soldiers. !”
Cheng Yaojin stood up in fright, patted the dirt on his butt and said insincerely:
"Even if the admonishing doctor is Wei Zheng, it's useless if you don't know him. He is so busy running around that he has no time to deal with your nonsense!"
Yang Ming asked Ding Daniu to take action quickly, and he followed up with a follow-up shot:
"Whether you believe it or not, he is my maternal uncle, my biological uncle!"
