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Chapter 157 Songhe Liangye

Zhao Tai communicated with Zhao Fan for a while, sent Zhao Fan some distilled wine and soap, and left the place of control.

Hu Zhen wants to place Zhao Tai in the Manchun Tower, but Zhao Tai is now a person with identity. He should pay attention to his reputation and not be suitable for the windy moon, so he lives in the inn in Chuzhou.

More than half a year passed, by relying on the money given by Wan Yan Shouxu, Zhao Tai has developed into a large -scale business community containing entertainment, wine shops, inn, and theaters, including entertainment, wine restaurants, inn, and theaters.

Zhao Tai's office is called Cathay Pacific Inn. Unlike those ordinary inn in Chuzhou City, the inn is elegant. In addition to the guest room, it also provides various services such as the living room.

Many businessmen who come to Chuzhou to do business are unwilling to rent a house, so they stay here.

At this time, in the conference hall provided by the inn, Zhao Tai sat at the other to drink tea, while looking at the ledger sent by Hu Zhen, listening to his report and introduction.

"Son, this is the money shopkeeper hired by his subordinates in Chuzhou, and the restaurants are taking care of him." Hu Zhen introduced it.

"Qian Yifeng has seen the owner!" Qian's shopkeeper is in his forties, facing good, his body is slightly fat, his eyes are particularly god, and it looks very smart.

Zhao Tai looked at the book book of the wine restaurant. Generally, the newly opened wine restaurants are difficult to balance the balance of revenue and expenditure. They must start the word of mouth and the business will gradually improve.

Cathay Pacific Restaurant turned losses into a profit, indicating that it is a talent.

Zhao Tai made a slight head and smiled: "The money shopkeeper is doing well. As long as you operate well, at the end of the year, the business society takes out the profit of 10 % of the wine restaurants to reward you."

The boss who can draw cakes always makes employees feel excited and full of motivation.

Now on the market, a shopkeeper like him is generally a monthly manner. If you give something to give something at the East Family, it is already a conscience.

This made Qian Yifeng flushed and excitedly saluting. "The villain must run a good wine shop for the owner."

Zhao Tai nodded, and then said the topic, "This time I brought a batch of spirits, you put it in the wine restaurant to sell and see how the response."

Qian Yifeng has heard of distilled wine, "Dong family, I wonder if this wine can be named?"

Zhao Tai pays attention to brand building, and laughed: "This wine is called Song River."

"Song He!" Qian Yifeng nodded and took the horse: "Good name!"

Zhao Tai immediately gave him a strip, asked him to go to the warehouse to raise a batch of wine and bring it back to the wine restaurant to try it.

There are many goods brought by Zhao Tai this time, and there are continuous goods to be transported to the Southern Song Dynasty.

With so many goods, just relying on the industry in your own name, you must not sell it, you have to open up other sales.

It takes time to make wine. Zhao Tai mainly acquires the wine on the market for distillation, and the output is not very large.

The key is that the soap workshop, the output is a bit amazing, it can build 50,000 to 600,000 yuan a month. Such a huge output, a Chuzhou alone, must not be digested.

Nearly one million big cities go.

After Qian Yifeng left, Zhao Tai asked Hu Zhen, "You have been in Chuzhou for more than half a year, and there should be some people here. He finds a way to sell me to major wine shops and send the soap to various grocery shops.

Go. Also contact some businessmen to see if they are interested in these products. "

Hu Zhen hurriedly saluted, "I understand my humble position!"

Zhao Tai nodded slightly, then waved his hand for him to do it while he continued to look at the account books.

His property in Chuzhou has gradually been on the right track. Zhao Tai made a rough calculation and found that, excluding various expenses, it would not be a problem to earn ten thousand yuan a year.

This made Zhao Tai quite happy. He put down his account book and it was already evening.

Just when he felt a little hungry, the guard outside reported that there was a Miss Sun who wanted to see him.

A figure immediately appeared in Zhao Tai's mind, and he asked the guards to invite her in.

It’s Xiaoqiong who’s here. She hasn’t been seen for a few months, but she seems to be growing again.

She came in and saluted Zhao Tai, then took out a food box, took out a few dishes, put them on the table, and said shyly: "My mother heard that the young master has arrived in Chuzhou, and asked me to bring some food for the young master to eat!"

Zhao Tai was quite happy to see Sun Qiong. He happened to be hungry, so he sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks and said, "Xiao Qiong, you can eat too!"

Sun Qiong blushed, a little embarrassed, "I've eaten."

When Zhao Tai heard this, he picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. Hey, it was a bit bland. Didn't he add salt? Then he picked up a piece of chicken. This one was too salty.

Zhao Tai picked up the chopsticks and didn't know what to say for a moment, but Sun Qiong's eyes looked at him eagerly, and his breathing became rapid.

Zhao Tai raised his head, and Sun Qiong immediately asked expectantly: "Master, how are you?"

Seeing this, Zhao Tai understood what she meant. What girl wouldn't like a man as handsome and capable as him.

"Haha~" Zhao Tai smiled and said, "It's not bad!"

Sun Qiong immediately became happy after hearing this, "Young Master, you can eat it!"

Zhao Tai couldn't bear to hit the little girl, so he could only eat more rice and less vegetables.

Sun Qiong was in a good mood, sitting on the side, swinging her long legs, waiting for Zhao Tai to finish.

Zhao Tai took a few bites and then asked casually: "Xiao Qiong, how is the situation in the theater troupe lately?"

Sun Qiong suddenly said: "I don't want to sing anymore, my mother wants me to get married."

"Married?" Zhao Tai was stunned, "So early!"

Sun Qiong said, "I'm almost eighteen. My mother said that in our hometown, it's too late to get married at seventeen. In another year, I'll be an old girl."

Zhao Tai realized that women in ancient times were indeed quite young when they got married.

"Who are you marrying, Liu Changsheng?" Zhao Tai asked. If so, he must destroy this marriage, not because he covets other girls, but purely because he opposes incest.

Sun Qiong shook her head, "He! Now that he has money, he will stay in Manchun Tower every day. Who will marry him?"

Zhao Tai brought the Sun family class to Chuzhou and opened a theater for them. Liu Changsheng was the main actor, and he was also good-looking. After singing in a few plays, he became popular immediately.

There are many young girls and young wives here in Chuzhou who have never seen such a touching play before. After watching The Peony Pavilion, many of them took themselves into Du Liniang and regarded Liu Changsheng as the leading actor Liu Mengmei and fell in love with him to death.

These eldest girls and young wives not only gave money and gifts to Liu Changsheng, but also wanted to give themselves to Liu Changsheng. If the old man of the family hadn't been watching, it might have caused a big disaster.

Liu Changsheng did like his cousin Xiaoqiong before, because there was such a young and beautiful girl on the ship. But after he went to Chuzhou and became popular, he was sought after by many young ladies, especially after he went to Manchun Tower and experienced all kinds of amorous feelings.

, Xiao Qiong was neither gentle nor virtuous, and had a bit of a shrewd temper, so he was no longer interested.

Liu Changsheng now has a private room in Manchun Tower, and except for singing opera, he lives there almost all the time.

Zhao Tai breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not Liu Changsheng! Who is that?"

Sun Qiong glanced at Zhao Tai and said, "My mother has taken a fancy to a scholar in Chuzhou City. Although his family is poor, he is very talented, can write poems, and is more handsome than you, young master."

Zhao Tai smiled and said, "Scholar, that's pretty good."
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