Xia Tan'er couldn't tell for a moment whether Song Lingcheng's words were truly frank, or whether he was trying to save his face by pretending to be a ploy, but in fact he wanted her to help with advice.
But after all, it is related to her future blueprint.
Regardless of whether it's true or not, Xia Tan'er would rather add such a sentence.
"Have I read a lot of poetry and books? You must have investigated them all. I'm afraid you know a lot better than I do."
"If you have any difficulties and need help, you can just say it directly. There is no need to worry about your shame as a man. In my eyes, whether you are a man or not is not important at all."
That's what I said.
Song Lingcheng quickly was provoked.
Originally, he could solve this problem by himself, it just required some effort and manpower deployment.
But since Xia Tan'er said so,
Then he wanted to see what ideas Xia Tan'er could come up with that were better than him.
Song Lingcheng raised his lips and smiled.
The folding fan in his hand closed again and clap it in the palm of his hand.
He stretched out his feet, hooked the chair, and sat down.
After looking level with Xia Tan'er for a while.
He opened the folding fan again and told the whole story with great disdain.
"A few days ago, someone secretly harvested grain in the world, collecting all the grain in the nearby grain store."
"Others also noticed this and bought up all the food in nearby towns."
"How do you think this matter should be resolved?"
"Collecting grain? Are all these grain shops owned by you?"
Song Lingcheng nodded and confirmed Xia Tan'er's words.
"Basically yes, some don't."
Xia Tan'er couldn't help but admire Song Lingcheng. He was able to become the richest man in Dongling at such a young age. He was really capable.
While admiring this, Xia Tan'er couldn't help but think about the motivation of the person behind this.
"Have you found out who did it?"
"Not yet."
Song Lingcheng glanced at Xia Tan'er and saw that she didn't speak at all.
I couldn't help but ask Xia Tan'er.
"Xiao Tan'er, tell me, should I take this opportunity to raise the price of food and make a lot of money?"
He was torn between this decision for a long time, but he still hadn't made up his mind.
It's a great thing to make some money.
But he always felt like something was wrong.
This pie came a little too suddenly.
I really didn’t dare to bite it.
Xia Tan'er tilted her head and looked at Song Lingcheng.
Then he raised the corners of his lips.
"Tell me what you really think."
"What is my real thought? Making a lot of money is not a good thing. This is what I really think."
Song Lingcheng's lack of honesty was really annoying.
Xia Tan'er took a breath.
Speak slowly and slowly.
"Doing business is the same as practicing medicine. The most important thing is virtue. Although there is no business without treachery, you also know that there is some money that cannot be earned."
"What's the meaning?"
"If there is no food in the market, who will be the most miserable?"
"who?"
"Common people who can afford food."
"Once the price of food in the imperial city is so high that the people can't even afford a bag of rice, the city will not be far from being paralyzed."
"Is it that serious?"
"have."
"It's the autumn harvest now, and this year's grain output should be quite high."
No need to guess, you can tell just by looking at the weather this year.
“The richer the harvest, the cheaper the food has to be sold.”
"At times like this, there are still people who harvest grain on a large area and at a price higher than the market price. They are afraid that they want to monopolize it at a low price. When the autumn harvest is over and there is no grain on the market, they will sell it in limited quantities at a high price. I am afraid that they will make more than one house." It’s a mountain of gold and silver.”
"this……"
Unexpectedly, what Xia Tan'er said was the same as Dong Lingjiu said.
He originally thought he could make a small profit.
Now that I think about it, he was short-sighted.
"Then, what do you think about this matter?"
"From now on, we will harvest all the grain. The grain will not go bad if it is stored for ten days and a half. But once this grain is in the hands of someone else, it will be effortless for that person to control the imperial city."
"But if you can take out the grain and sell it at the normal price at that time, you will not only earn the price you deserve, but you can even earn a great reputation for your business."
"A temporary loss is nothing. What matters is long-term business and loyal customers."
After Xia Tan'er finished speaking, she took a small sip of the Chinese medicine that had been placed aside for a long time.
The bitter taste in her mouth made her frown unsteadily.
After giving it a disgusted look, he put the bowl of Chinese medicine back.
"However, in addition to harvesting grain, you should also think about what kind of food can replace grain. You should also think about how to raise a huge amount of cash in a short period of time and keep it in your own hands."
"I guess you don't have much money to cash out."
"People have to be prepared in order to be foolproof in the event of a crisis in the future."
Song Lingcheng looked at Xia Tan'er with deep meaning.
This was the first time he discovered that Xia Tan'er was such a thoughtful person.
Dong Lingjiu only talked about the dangers of selling food, but did not think of a solution.
But Xia Tan'er can provide solutions and help improve the company's reputation.
I really didn't expect that Xia Tan'er had such a high talent for business.
When he came in front of her, he actually looked a little inferior.
"you……"
Song Lingcheng was shocked and overwhelmed by Xia Tan'er for a moment.
I even forgot the name.
But in the next second, he turned into a playful smile again, and moved the chair under his butt towards Xia Tan'er bit by bit.
"So, Xiao Tan'er, you can do both?"
Xia Tan'er glanced at him and showed an extremely confident smile.
This smile.
Song Lingcheng's heart dropped directly to the ground.
There is a solution!
"Say it quickly, tell it quickly."
Song Lingcheng's eyes lit up when he mentioned making money.
A man's face is nothing, holding money in his own hands is the kingly way.
"As usual, I want one-fifth of the shares, it's not too much."
"one fifth……"
Song Lingcheng calculated silently in his heart.
In addition to paying wages and purchasing goods, the majority of the money he earned was used for the expenses of the mansion, and the other large portion was used by the Nine Emperors Uncle.
One-fifth, in total, was a lot, but if Xia Tan'er could help him make more money than he did now, then one-fifth would mean nothing.
"How about it, you don't want to?"
"Yes, yes, but the premise is that you can make me earn more money than I do now."
"Young Master Song is a cheerful person, so let's establish the written evidence first, and then I will tell you exactly what to do."
"I didn't expect Xiao Tan'er to be so vigilant. Okay, let's keep things business-like. You wait here while I go get pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"Walk slowly."
As the door creaked shut.
Xia Tan'er was left alone in the room again.
