Because Zhu Yuanzhang was born into a poor citizen and witnessed the cruel face of corrupt officials since childhood. After gaining power, he was harsh on the one hand and imposed low taxes on the people.

Although from an economics perspective, this may not be a total good thing, Zhu Yuanzhang did lay the foundation for low taxes for the Ming Dynasty.

The same is true for salt tax, which is several levels lower than that of the Song Dynasty. In some areas, salt intake was once as low as three cents. The large intake in Lianghuai was 400 kilograms, but now it is three times the price is only 19 taels.

Nine cents and two cents, which can be converted into less than fifty cents per pound.

Lin Qingran held the lid of the flower porcelain tea and poured tea lightly. When he heard Sun Yanshang complaining in front of him, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He really didn't know what to say to him again.

Just like there is obviously a deer in front of you, but someone insists that it is a horse, and people are talking lies with you so much, can you still argue with him?

"Shopkeeper Sun, don't treat the imperial envoy as Dong Wei and others. Do you think these words can fool the imperial envoy? If you can still say you will lose money against your conscience, then don't participate!" Hu Dayong finally stopped continuing

Drinking tea, I couldn't help but scold him with a stern face.

When Sun Yanshang saw that it was his peers who were sabotaging the situation, he couldn't help but blush and said embarrassedly: "President Hu, I... I'm saying it! If it really... I want to do it, there is still a lot of potential!"

All the salt merchants knew that Sun Salt Merchant was farting just now. The market size of Huai Yan was at least more than 6 million taels. Now they have to charge more for the court, but the profits are still enough to make everyone compete for the first time.

Break blood flow.

A pound of salt is less than fifty cents. Now the price of salt in Lianghuai is three to four cents. In some areas, the price can be higher. I am afraid there is no better deal in the world.

Lin Qingran took a sip of hot tea and said with a stern face: "I believe everyone knows how much profit is here! If you want to become a gang merchant, then show enough sincerity and let's face it together.

We should be concerned about unknown variables in the court, rather than looking back and stingy here!”

When Fan Qianshan saw many salt merchants who seemed to be moved, his face slightly sank. Finally, he couldn't help but speak: "Dare you ask the imperial envoy, can you guarantee that we will make money?"

"President Fan, how long have you been doing business?" Lin Weiran turned his head and looked over and asked lightly.

Fan Qianshan has always looked down on Lin Qiran's age and raised his chin with pride and said, "It's been more than twenty years!" When he said this, he added smugly in his heart: I'm doing business more than you boy.

Living will take longer.

"Then do you think there is really a business in this world that is sure to make a profit?" Lin Qingran asked with a smile, holding a tea cup and splashing it lightly.

Fan Qianshan originally wanted to say that there was, such as the current salt trading, and the transaction with Mongolian tribes, but he thought about it and it was not the case. For example, there was a risk of goods being robbed during the transportation process, and he also paid a considerable price for this.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head honestly and said, "No!"

"The business in the world is like this, there is no business that can make a profit and lose money! I have helped you to spread the stall now. If you want to become a sect manager and don't want to take any risks, you can leave now

"Lin Weiran looked around the salt merchants and said with a tough attitude.

No matter what he does, he has always sought quality rather than quantity. Now the salt method will inevitably face some resistance. What he needs is allies who can work together, rather than those who can only share wealth and honor but cannot overcome difficulties.

If he wants to gain benefits without giving, he can naturally give up without hesitation.

this……

The salt merchants couldn't help but look at each other and found that this big man really couldn't fool him, and he had strong confidence.

In fact, they also clearly knew that even if they did not participate, Cao Meng, Hu Dayong and Xu Yunan could also support the situation, and they would at most add icing on the cake.

Nowadays, either they choose to take risks with Lin Weiran, or they can only choose to quit.

"Sir, if they don't want to, they will just pull it back. Anyway, my Lu family will definitely support you!" Mr. Lu kept drinking tea next to him, and at this time he seemed firm and authentic.

Chen Boren and others saw Mr. Lu standing up to support Lin Weiran at this moment, and they felt mixed feelings.

Although the Lu family declined due to Lu Bing's death, the Lu family had both the in-laws of Duke Xu in the capital and married Xu Jie's third son. Even the declining Yan family also had children and marriages, and its influence was still not to be underestimated.

But such a person was already moved by Lin Qinran and stood firmly in Lin Qinran's camp.

Fan Qianshan did not expect Lin Junran to be so tough, and even more so, he did not expect that the traitor, Mr. Lu, would be so firm. His stand-up seemed to have no expected effect.

He felt like he was unable to get rid of the tiger at this moment, but he still showed his killer move and said: "Since the court can do work, it may not be necessary for the court to start a work business in the future. I am sorry that I cannot take this risk, so I will say goodbye!"

Gongben Salt was a "new salt invoice" created by the Jiajing Dynasty to avoid the regular salt and the accumulated salt. Although it created income for the court's salt tax, it was undoubtedly criticized and was a clear proof of the court's breach of trust.

Fan Qianshan lifted the lid at this moment, but in fact he wanted the salt merchants present to "share the same hatred of the enemy", not to believe the court's promises, and not to try to become a gang salt.

As he said that, he stood up and left with a cool look, and at the same time, he gave a wink to several Shanxi merchants around him, hoping to take more than half of the salt merchants here away from him through his actions.

"Sir, say goodbye!"

"Sir, say goodbye!"

"Sir, I'll say goodbye first!"

...

Fan Qianshan has a great influence in the Shanxi merchant group and the salt merchant group. Now, seeing Fan Qianshan voluntarily withdraw and unveil the lid of "manufacturing salt", some salt merchants are also following him.

Lin Weiran was indifferent to this, quietly drank tea and watched Fan Qianshan's performance, allowing these salt merchants to leave.

This time he did not want to win over many salt merchants, but mainly showed a "widespread of talented people" to prevent those in the court from attacking him to establish a new salt merchant power through the method of salt.

As for Fan Qianshan, the ancestor of the businessman who sells the country and seeks glory, he does not intend to let him participate. Now he takes the initiative to make trouble and leave, which is also a good result.
Chapter completed!