At nine o'clock in the morning, a depressed Li Chengqi came over.

He was really depressed, so he sent someone to contact the big restaurant owner.

As a result, the people sent came back and said that those people had already gone to buy soy sauce.

Li Chengqi, who felt that he had not been able to help, came over to take a look and saw a group of people queuing up to make soy sauce.

"Don't sell it, don't sell it, call your boss out, I'll take care of it all." Someone shouted anxiously.

The people on Zhuangzi ignored it and continued to sell, with a purchase limit of ten kilograms per person.

It's easy to handle if you don't bring a jar, the store has it.

At the beginning, Li Yi felt that ten pounds at a time was good, so he specially burned many small jars of ten pounds.

It comes in handy now, put it in a jar, cover it with oil paper, tie it tightly with a rope, and take it away.

A ten-pound pottery jar costs one hundred and twenty yuan per jar.

There are no patterns on the jar and the surface is rough.

The same jar in Chang'an City costs a hundred yuan.

When everyone came, few brought their own utensils.

Now that the price is not very expensive, I bought it, otherwise I would have to queue up again when I went back to pick it up.

Li Yi, who put down his chopsticks and waited in the restaurant, felt extremely regretful at this moment.

If I had known, if I had to burn a jar with a capacity of one kilogram, one person would be limited to ten kilograms. Selling jars would make more money than selling soy sauce.

At this time, the person who bought the soy sauce outside quickly sent someone to send it back, and he queued to the back of the queue again.

There are people rolling up silk fabrics nearby. Before that, they had to separate a piece of silk or silk to pay for the jar.

The steward refused and cut the cloth into pieces. How can I, Zhuangzi, use it?

If the proprietor had not said that he could not refuse the silk, he would have only needed copper coins.

The steward who collected the money was in a gloomy mood. They were all rags. They were rotten inside. They were profiteers.

Li Yi also knew that the cloth was not good, but it didn't matter. When the time came, he would hand it over to the court for reconciliation.

The rent must be in the form of grain, and Yong Tiao can be given directly to cloth.

"Brother Yi, why don't you eat?" Li Chengqi came over and saw Li Yi sitting there reading a book.

The book I turned over was "Yonghui Law", a legal book used at this time.

Li Yi put down the book: "Big brother is here, sit down quickly."

As he said this, he went to make tea, using boiling water instead of boiling it.

The tea at this time is all fermented tea, not green tea.

Lu Yu, who wrote the "Tea Classic", was not born yet.

No one put the words "The wind and rain are not bitter, even after the frost and snow, the beauty becomes brighter" on tea.

After making tea, Li Yi put a plate of dried fruits on the table, and the two of them sat across from each other.

"Why doesn't Brother Yi eat?" Li Chengqi asked again.

"I haven't eaten yet. I just took two bites and someone came to buy oil. The busy person didn't eat. How can the idle person swallow it?" Li Yi replied.

This is a habit he has developed. The boss and his employees eat together.

Suddenly I received a series of phone calls, and the employees immediately went to work. Does the boss dare to eat alone? Dare!?

Li Chengqi looked at Li Yi blankly, and then nodded gently: "What brother Yi said is absolutely true."

"Brother, are you free today? Didn't you go collect stones?" Li Yi found a topic.

"I asked people to make it. I wanted to invite people to come and buy soy sauce, but I learned that someone had come early after midnight. Last night, Pingkang Square was worried, and everyone said that it was soy sauce."

Li Chengqi explained the situation, last night was soy sauce.

Li Yi smiled, and it seemed that he had not invited so many people to dinner in vain.

Li Chengqi didn't smile, he asked: "Maybe Brother Yi keeps the secret recipe of soy sauce?"

"Don't let the people in Zhuangzi go out. When I make more money and have new things, the soy sauce won't matter anymore."

Li Yi hesitated and gave a solution.

He was afraid that when people in the village went outside, they would be put into sacks.

"How can we prevent bad people from entering if we don't leave?" Li Chengqi shook his head.

"Big brother, teach me." Li Yi understood, this big brother has a way.

"Tugong." Li Chengqi said two words.

"Is there a way?" Li Yi looked forward to it.

"Have you forgotten that we are relatives of the emperor?" Li Chengqi emphasized his identity.

"Gong, how much is it per year?" Li Yi planned to send soy sauce to the emperor.

Then, even if others get the method of making soy sauce, they don’t dare to sell it, so they just look up how to learn how to make it.

"One thousand catties, the rest of the palace will go to the village to buy it." Li Chengqi stretched out his finger.

Li Yi didn't care when he heard that he was given a thousand catties for free, but when he heard that there was not enough food in the palace and sent people to buy it, his liver trembled.

Because Lao Bai wrote, "A cart of charcoal weighs more than a thousand kilograms. The palace envoys and generals will not be able to bear it. Half a piece of red gauze and a foot of silk are tied to the cow's head to fill it with charcoal."

For those who buy it in the palace, if they have one thousand pounds of charcoal, they will give half a piece of red yarn and one foot of silk.

If you switch to your own village, should you take a hundred catties of soy sauce and throw in two rags to settle the matter?

After lowering his head and thinking about it, Li Yi asked: "I wonder who are the Fengyu of the Provincial Food Bureau in the palace? What is their conduct?"

"Why did Brother Yi ask about the province in the palace?" Li Chengqi was surprised.

"There is not enough soy sauce in the palace, why don't they come to buy it?" Li Yi said.

Li Chengqi smiled and shook his head: "Brother Yi, I don't know, the palace comes to buy soy sauce, and the people from Guanglu Temple's Food Department will take care of it."

"Ah!" Li Yi suddenly realized that he didn't just have a eunuch come out and grab something by force.

It is good to be an official, but those who are officials should not dare to be too blatant.

"Excuse me, big brother, for running around." Li Yi clasped his fists, this big brother is so good, he can get a special quota for me.

"It's such a small thing, it's nothing to worry about." Li Chengqi was happy that he finally helped his younger brother.

Otherwise, you will always take things for nothing and feel guilty.

The two of them started chatting about "Yonghui Law" again.

Li Chengqi told Li Yi some classic penalties as stories.

It was noon outside and the soy sauce sales had stopped.

No more selling. One person sold ten kilograms today, which is a total of fifty large jars.

One tank costs 200 jins, and 10,000 jins are sold.

I made 550,000 yuan from soy sauce, mostly in rags and a small part in copper coins.

Then the jars are sold for a thousand dollars, and even if the person comes with a vat, they can't just hold ten kilograms of soy sauce. Isn't this a cleaning of the vat?

Let's just buy the jars directly. Each one costs 120 yuan, and you can get 120,000 yuan.

The manager told people that there was no more, and from the day after, he could only sell two hundred catties a day.

Those who didn't buy it left angrily.

Li Yi invited everyone to eat, please don't move the cloth yet.

When everyone returned to the restaurant, they saw the proprietor waiting all the time, and their eyes were red with excitement.

Li Chengqi ate a meal of noodles that had been aged for a long time and had a bad taste. He put a small jar of chop suey sauce and left.

"Choose some good silk and make clothes for the adults in the family."

Li Yi told the people carrying the silk, "Now that you have money, let's make new clothes."

"Proprietor." Song De, the steward, wanted to persuade.

"Just know that I am the proprietor." Li Yi insisted.

The boss of the village is counting on these people. If they don't give you any benefits, they won't work hard.

What I want is life, what’s the use of having money piled there?

"Yes, proprietor." Song De agreed, turning to look at the others: "Work hard."

Everyone nodded vigorously and worked hard to do the job well.

Li Yi put his hands behind his back and walked to a small room where students lived.

It's warm today and there's plenty of time at noon.
To be continued...