A hundred years ago, the Jin family was just a peddler who traveled around the streets in Suzhou until Jin Hong took over the family business twenty years ago.

From being a peddler to buying the first shop, from participating in the maritime trade tremblingly to joining Zhang Siwei's disciple, Jin Hong spent twenty years making the Jin family an existence that cannot be ignored in the Suzhou business community.

However, Jin Hong also has some worries. His eldest son, who is in his early twenties, would spend all his family in his hands in a few years. Fortunately, the newly acquired concubine gave birth to a young son for him. He was lively and cute, and looked like a seed of study.

I can work for at least twenty years, and by then the youngest son will grow up. Maybe I will pass the imperial examination or even pass the Jinshi. At that time, the eldest son will focus on letting him do business and his second son will become an official...

Jin Hong twisted his beard and was thinking about his worries. Suddenly, the servant of Qian's family shouted, "Young Master is back!"

"Hey, I'm so sorry." Qian Yuan, who walked in, bowed repeatedly, "Everyone said that Shaoxing's rank is not easy to mess with, so my nephew complained casually, but Lord Zhongcheng really kept the meal."

"My dear nephew is valued by Lord Zhongcheng. This is a great thing." Jin Hong's fat face was full of smiles and her eyes were full of fear. This kid is really having a relationship with the Taicang Wang family.

"It's a pity that Uncle Jin ordered this vegetarian table." Qian Yuan looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the table with regret. Oh, the appearance is really good, but unfortunately it's cold.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow will be there." Jin Hong said with a smile: "President Zhang holds a banquet tomorrow. I wonder if my nephew can enjoy the honor?"

"tomorrow?"

"Yes, I'll order this vegetarian table temporarily. I'll ask you to book tomorrow morning... No, I'll let you go tonight. The signature vegetarian chicken must be soaked for a long time to taste." Jin Hong praised: "It tastes very similar to aged ham!"

"Okay, then tomorrow!" Qian Yuan nodded with gritted teeth, "If it were two days later, I wouldn't be able to eat it."

"how?"

"Let's go to Yuyao in three days." Qian Yuan pulled Jin Hong down, picked up the teacup and drank a few sips before explaining casually: "There is a funeral in the Sun family in Yuyao, and Lord Zhongcheng asked me to take my second son to worship on behalf of you."

"Yuyao Sun Family?" Jin Hong was confused. After all, he was not an official or a scholar, and he could not have imagined it for a while.

"By the way, my nephew has something to say to Uncle Jin." Qian Yuan waved his hand with a smile and asked the entourage to retreat.

Although I don’t know the origin of the Sun family, being able to accompany Wang Shimao to worship Wang Jun during the ceremony can already tell the distance of the relationship. Jin Hong cheered up and said, “Please tell me, my dear nephew.”

"My father and brother were both destroyed by the Japanese pirates, and their souls were not allowed to return home. If Uncle Jin had not reported the letter in a good manner, his nephew and his mother..." Qian Yuan stood up and saluted, "Thank you again to Uncle Jin."

Jin Hong's mouth twitched, even though he was dark and thick-skinned, he blushed a little, "What's the point? You and I have been in a relationship for more than ten years, and we have to do our own things."

"Yes, my father had business dealings with Uncle Jin back then, and then the two families got along well." Qian Yuan said with a smile: "My nephew came to help as soon as he arrived in Hangzhou City..."

Jin Hong rubbed his face hard, and the more he heard these words, the less he felt.

"Uncle Jin also knows that my nephew should concentrate on his career last year after being ordered by the Grand Master. But his family had no choice but to come to Hangzhou to do business. Now he has some savings..." Qian Yuan stammered: "The manager Ma is the second uncle's person, so he can't keep it all the time, so..."

Jin Hong's eyes as big as mung beans became wider and rounder and evolved into soybeans. "What do you mean by nephew?"

"Actually..." Qian Yuan leaned left, lowered his voice and made a mysterious look. "The white sugar sold in the shop is extracted from brown sugar, which is the recipe I found in ancient books last year."

Jin Hong was stunned and then gave a thumbs up, "There is such a good old saying, there is a golden house in the book!"

"In the future, the shop will not take out sugar, and only give it to the Jin family." Qian Yuan explained in detail: "This saves a lot of trouble and a lot of people. In addition, the Jin family helps to purchase brown sugar in other places. The brown sugar price in Hangzhou City is now rising by too much!"

"I said why the price of brown sugar has risen? It turns out that it was all the troubles of my nephew." Jin Hong's eyes were shining, "In other words, the Jin family contracted all the sugar from Qian's shop?"

"Yes, Qian's shop is only responsible for refining, and Uncle Jin is responsible for selling and purchasing brown sugar. The two companies share the 50% share of the money." Qian Yuan waved his sleeves, "Anyway, Uncle Jin's shop... I heard from my father that there are all available everywhere, and they are all ready-made."

Seeing that Jin Honglian was silent, Qian Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Why would you just sell the secret recipe to Uncle Jin, but the price is not low. After all, my nephew is just a scholar now. Later, he was a provincial exam and a college exam... I don't know how many years it will take to endure."

"Oh, I'm not very good at using my nephew's talent." Jin Hong said with a smile: "The secret recipe... Uncle Wei really dares not buy it. This is a treasure that can be passed on from generation to generation. After buying the secret recipe, Uncle Wei will have the right to meet your father in the future."

Qian Yuan sat back in the seat helplessly, looking dejected, cursing in his heart, making you really have the attitude to see them now...

However, Qian Yuan did not expect that Jin Hong refused the secret recipe. When the Ming army was about to attack Zhoushan, this secret recipe fell into the hands of the Jin family of the sea merchant. It was a poison. Qian Yuan had some means to destroy the Jin Hong family.

After glanced at Jin Hong with a changeable look, Qian Yuan smiled bitterly in his heart. The drama was too much, and he was too close to the Wang family, which scared the person.

That's true. In Jin Hong's opinion, Qian Yuan and Wang Jun are so close to each other, so he really doesn't dare to accept this secret recipe. Moreover, Zhang Siwei also told him not to peek at the secret recipe again.

"Don't be anxious, nephew." Jin Hong looked at Qian Yuan with a smile, "Put the secret recipe aside first, but you can talk about the cooperative management matters."

Qian Yuan was very energetic, "Uncle Jin, divide it into 55... Or maybe four or six, I four and you six... There is still a large amount of sugar in the warehouse."

“A large group?”

"Yes, bulk goods are too slow every day. I want to find a big deal to throw them away." Qian Yuan sighed, "The Japanese pirates plunder everywhere. I want to buy a house in Hangzhou City and move their family over, but the houses in the city are too expensive..."

"Indeed, houses in the inner city of Hangzhou are expensive." Jin Hong nodded, "And Hangzhou is not based on the sea after all. Although the business is booming, it is said that the bid is high, so you have to count the Ningbo side."

"I know, Zhoushan in Ningbo." Qian Yuan blinked, "I remember my brother said that Uncle Jin also has a shop in Zhoushan?"

"Yes, my incompetent son, Mr. Zhang." Jin Hong stared and said, "I spend money every day in Ningbo, and I am so angry that I really want to destroy my relatives for justice!"

"That's right?" Qian Yuan said happily: "Three days later, the official and cargo ships set off together. The Governor's Office sent troops to escort it, and everything was foolproof!"

Jin Hong blinked, "Then...then that's the deal?"

"It's decided!" Qian Yuan waved his hand, "I'll make a contract tomorrow!"

Jin Hong was still used to discussing the details. Qian Yuan only knew how to nod, and finally let Manager Ma, who was secretly scolding the prodigal, come forward.

Finally, he sent the person away and discussed visiting Zhang Siwei's house tomorrow. Qian Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was not angry when facing the angry Manager Ma, but just smiled and rambled.
Chapter completed!