Chapter 2 You are a profiteer!

Author: Big-eyed Little Goldfish

Chapter 2 You are a profiteer!

At night, Wang Guiyong slept in Wang Hao's courtyard and was very angry if he didn't go to the main courtyard.

"Dad, if you don't go to the main yard to sleep, will your mother be angry?" Wang Hao asked with a tentative look at his father and smiled.

"I'm not afraid of being angry. If he doesn't pay me back the five-tank of money, I won't go to bed there!" Wang Guiyong said arrogantly.

When Wang Hao heard this, he looked at his father with contempt, and that's just his future!

The next morning, Wang Hao woke up and finished breakfast, and was about to go out with his father. He had just arrived at the front yard and his mother was directing the servants to clean up. When he saw the father and son coming out, he came over.

"What are you doing?" Du said, glaring at Wang Guiyong.

"Hehe, madam, my son said he doesn't remember what Chang'an looks like, so I'll take my son out for a walk!" Wang Guiyong looked at Du with a charming smile and said. When Du heard this, he was too.

"Well, come here, please withdraw two hundred cents to the young master!" Du said to the maid behind him.

"Yes, madam!" The maid entered the house immediately, while Du stared at Wang Guiyong and warned coldly: "Don't go to drink, and you are not allowed to drink with your friends!"

"The money is gone, how can I drink?" Wang Guiyong immediately complained.

"Which restaurant in Chang'an City cannot be placed on orders? It's closed every season! Don't play with those people. They are so old and their son is so old, and they don't know the key points!" Du continued to stare at Wang Guiyong.

"I understand!" Wang Guiyong stood there and said arrogantly. He was very angry just now. Du actually gave the money to his son and refused to give it to himself. What does she mean?

Wang Hao smiled and watched the scene, and soon the maid came over.

"Give it to the young master!" Du said, and the maid gave Wang Hao the money bag. Wang Hao was very happy and immediately took it over.

"Hmph!" Wang Guiyong snorted coldly, left with his hands behind his back, and Wang Hao hurriedly followed.

"Hey!" Du also looked at her husband helplessly. She was over forty people. When would she be more stable? She had to worry about her!

Soon, the father and son arrived outside.

"Dad, where can I get the money?" Wang Hao followed Wang Guiyong and asked with a smile.

"Don't you have money? You still want it?" Wang Guiyong turned his head and looked at Wang Hao and asked.

"Dad, you have to figure it out. This is given to me by my mother. You promised me three hundred cents, and you don't plan to give it. Do you believe it or not? I'll go back and say!" Wang Hao immediately threatened his father and said,

When Wang Guiyong heard this, he was so angry that the bastard threatened himself. Then Wang Guiyong smiled and said proudly: "Dad is out of money and has no handle on your hands. What's the use of your mouth?"

"Dad, you're sure that there won't be any handle on my hands in the future?" Wang Hao said as he smiled and looked at Wang Guiyong. When Wang Guiyong heard this, he stared at Wang Hao depressedly.

"Dad, I originally wanted five jin of money. If it weren't for your money being taken away by my mother, could I send me three hundred cents?" Wang Hao followed Wang Guiyong and continued.

"Okay, I'll take you to get it!" Wang Guiyong said irritably. He was in a bad mood.

Soon Wang Guiyong took him to a shop in Dongshi, which was a salt shop!

"Master, you are here, you have met the young master!" The waiter inside saw Wang Guiyong and his son coming, and hurried over and bowed.

"Well, come here with three hundred cents!" Wang Guiyong sat inside and said with a dark face.

"Ah, Master, are there so many this? Master, it's not easy to settle the bill. Madam will blame you when the time comes!" When the waiter heard this, he widened his eyes and looked at Wang Guiyong and said.

When Wang Hao heard this, he looked at his father with a smile. Daddy couldn't do it either. He went straight to the shop to get the money. I will know sooner or later.

"Take it first, let's talk about it!" Wang Guiyong said angrily.

"Yes, lord!" The waiter immediately went to the counter to get the money, while Wang Hao looked at the store. This is Dongcheng Market, with a large flow of people. His family opened a shop here, which shows how thick the foundation is.

Soon, the waiter counted the money, packed it in a small bag, handed it to Wang Guiyong, and then said, "Master, you can't get the fine salt now. The fine salt from Shanxi is insufficient. We may have a shortage of delivery to several wealthy families. Master, you have to think of a way!"

"It's not enough, what's going on?" Wang Guiyong looked at the waiter in surprise.

"I reported to my wife yesterday that there was a disaster in Shanxi and the salt production was insufficient. This batch of salt was brought from Shandong merchants. Our fine salt was mainly made from Shanxi. Shandong merchants would not provide us with fine salt. This month, there is still a shortage of 50 kilograms of fine salt!" The waiter said to Wang Guiyong.

"What should I do? Those wealthy families have bought it from our house for so many years, but now they have no goods, but they can't do it. It's not good if they are snatched away!" Wang Guiyong stood up and said worriedly with his hands behind his back.

At the door, there were people coming to buy salt, and other waiters to take care of the business. Wang Hao was bored, so he went to see it.

"This, this!" Wang Hao was shocked when he saw the salt sold in his store. This was salt, this was poison. The salt grains were as big as small goose soft stone, and there were many impurities inside.

"Dad, just sell such salt to the people, you are a profiteer!" Wang Hao stood there, picked up a piece of salt from the salt bag, raised it and looked at Wang Guiyong and said.

"What?" Wang Guiyong didn't understand what was going on. Isn't this normal salt?

"Dad, look!" Wang Hao pointed to the salt bag and said to Wang Guiyong.

Wang Guiyong did not go, but stared at Wang Hao and said, "This is salt. Don't make noise. I'm upset. My family business is going to be lost!"

"Ah? This?" Wang Hao looked at the salt in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over.

"Dad, look, this salt has impurities, can it be eaten? We can't do such a business!" Wang Hao took the salt and went to Wang Guiyong and said again.

"Young master, this is the salt, it's all like this!" The waiter next to him looked at Wang Hao and said.

"It's all like this?" Wang Hao was even more shocked after hearing this.

"Yes, young master, that's it!" the waiter said again.

"This isn't there any fine salt?" Wang Hao was still a little unbelievable.

"Yes, here, young master, look, it's much better!" The waiter opened a bag and showed it to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao leaned over and saw that this was called fine salt, which was larger than the particles of industrial salt used in later generations, but it looked a little cleaner and did not have so many impurities.

"This is fine salt, how much does it cost per pound?" Wang Hao looked shocked. This is also the salt that people eat.

"Young master, it's eighty cents per pound, but only wealthy families can afford it! Ordinary people eat this at home, twenty cents per pound!" The waiter stared at Wang Hao and said, "

"Quick price difference?" Wang Hao widened his eyes and looked at the waiter in surprise.

"Yes, but fine salt is not easy to make, and there are many processes. I heard that those salt farmers need to spend a huge price to make some! The fine salt market has always been very in short supply and there is no place to buy it. This is not this month, and we are still short of 30 kilograms?" The waiter said a little depressedly.

"Dad, Dad!" Wang Hao immediately held Wang Guiyong's hand at this moment. Wang Guiyong was thinking about the salt merchants he knew, thinking about whether it was possible to get so much fine salt from their hands.

"What are you doing?" Wang Guiyong turned his head and looked at Wang Hao impatiently and said.

"Dad, fine salt, let's make fine salt!" Wang Hao said excitedly. With money, there are not many opportunities like this.

"Go on the way, dad is annoyed! Your mother can't handle this! I have to come forward!" Wang Guiyong waved his hand and said.

"Hey, dad, okay, okay, you can! Waiter, buy salt, buy it, I have 500 ounces, buy twenty kilograms first!" Wang Hao said as he patted the wallet on the cabinet and said angrily.

"You, go play! Go shopping by yourself!" Wang Guiyong felt that his son still had some problems with his own salt. Do you still need to buy it?

"Hurry up, I'll buy it, Dad, don't regret it!" Wang Hao looked at his father angrily and said. He was originally thinking about getting fine salt for his father, but his father actually asked him to play with him.

"Young master, this?" The waiter couldn't understand Wang Hao's operation, so he looked at Wang Hao.

"Call it to him!" Wang Guiyong said happily when he heard this.

"Dad, you!" Wang Hao looked at his father inexplicably. Why was his father so excited?

Soon, the waiter weighed it and gave it to Wang Hao. Wang Hao counted 400 cents and gave it to the waiter, but Wang Guiyong took it to him.

"Dad, what do you mean?" Wang Hao looked at him taking the money and asked Wang Guiyong.

"It's not your business. If you buy this salt back, what's the use? You'll have to pay it back then? Dad will give you money at that time!" Wang Guiyong said to Wang Hao. Wang Hao looked at his father suspiciously: "Do you want to hide your private money?"

"Hey, you bastard, don't you want it, I'll give it back to you if you don't want it!" Wang Guiyong glared at Wang Hao and threatened.

"Okay, I have to go home!" Wang Hao said gritting his teeth, and he insisted on letting his father spend money on buying his own fine salt.

Wang Hao took a servant home when he went out, and his father was still busy with the salt shop.

After returning home, Wang Hao began to prepare to purify the salt, and asked people to prepare charcoal, soy milk, gauze and other tools, then melted the salt, began to remove the impurities, and purify the coarse salt. Gradually, the salt water was clear and the bottom was clear. Wang Hao asked people to start distilling and precipitating the salt.

The servants who worked were complaining at first, and they didn't know what the young master was going to do. When they saw the first pot of white fine salt, they looked at their young master in shock.

"Don't tell my mother, have you heard it? Tomorrow, I'll give each of you five cents!" Wang Hao warned the servants and said, and the servants nodded quickly. Is there such a good thing? Then I will definitely not say it.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!