At noon, Huashang Pavilion.

After class, the playboys gathered together to discuss the plan to make a fortune.

Du He has been found and the shop has been renovated. As long as the frosting is sold, a good day will come.

"Erlang, you don't know that the two days after you disappeared, brothers are really worried that they will not eat well and sleep well. When you think of you in trouble, you feel so uncomfortable... in your heart."

At the wine table, Liu Renshi drank two cups of three pulp and drank a little, and he put his arms around Du He's shoulder and said, "But now, come back, our good days are about to begin."

Du He was so amused that he felt a little familiar in his eyes. The people were still the same, the wine was still the same as before, and the hot pot was still the same as before, but the location changed and it was in Huashang Pavilion.

It’s really a turn of feng shui. Li Er plagiarizes other people’s creativity and then plagiarizes his own creativity. But is this really good?

I plagiarized so much that the original owner of the young man didn't know, and even if he knew, he wouldn't believe it.

But Li Er, you are too unauthentic. You just use it as a wise man. Is this hot pot obviously my "creative" good? Shouldn't you say hello to open a store?

"Renshi said what he did, the key is that Erlang is back." Changsun raised his wine glass and stood up straight: "Everyone, let's drink together for Erlang's safe return."

"Drinking!" The playboys laughed and raised their glasses together.

After a burst of ghosts and howls, the cup and plate are in a mess.

However, few of the dandy players were not drunk this time. It is probably because the sequelae of being beaten last time has not passed.

"Erlang, tell us, how do we sell this frosting?"

"That's right, I've asked me three times, but why haven't I seen the money back yet, I don't know what to say."

With the playboys watching, Du He calmed down and took a sip of grape wine: "In fact, how to sell frosting is very simple. It has to be divided into three steps. The first step is to create momentum; the second step is to create momentum; the third step is to continue to create momentum."

The playboys were stunned for a moment.

"Isn't this the same thing? Build momentum, build momentum, and rebuild momentum, it is said to be three steps, is there actually a difference?"

"No!" Du He spread his hands.

"But we have known what you said long ago, if it was that simple..."

"It's that simple, it's just doing business. No one will find it difficult, right?"

Isn't it difficult?

The playboy is quite annoying.

Changsun Chong took advantage of the alcohol and sat next to Du He: "Erlang, brother knows that you are smart and a famous young master in Chang'an City. But you should be more down-to-earth in life. Even if you are famous, you should not be too powerful."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm floating?"

"What do you think?! It's not difficult to do business. If it's not difficult, do you think brothers can get to this point? If it's not difficult, can you look forward to the monthly money I give you every month?"

Well, I must admit that I overestimate these dandy groups.

Fortunately, I used to think that these guys just lacked a pair of eyes that were good at discovering. Now it seems that what these guys lacked is their eyes, but they clearly had their brains.

Since this is the case, I can only go on the battlefield and teach you step by step.

Du He tskated: "Tsk, let's do it. Let me tell you about the plan for the next half month. Everyone will follow the plan. I guarantee you that you will get at least 50,000 pounds before the end of the year. How about it?"

"Then you're happy to have a love relationship, talk, talk quickly."

...

The bustling West Chang'an City is filled with people, and there are a wide range of goods and goods in various shops.

Jiangnan Goods Store is a shop that mainly sells southern groceries. The owner's surname is Pang. Because he likes to lose book bags, he is nicknamed Mr. Pangda.

On this day, Mr. Pang Da was sitting at the door of the store holding a newly purchased collection of poems, shaking his head and reading it with relish. Two tall and sturdy figures blocked the sunshine above his head.

"Oh, Mr. Chen, why do you have time to come to Xishi today? Come on, sit down quickly." Mr. Pang Da turned his head, saw the person coming clearly, and quickly got up and let him sit.

The middle-aged man called "Mr. Chen" was not polite, so he sat down with a golden knife, pointed to another follower carrying a cloth bag and said, "The Lord has asked someone to buy some good things and ask me to pick them up. I just got them, and I saw you dropping my text here, so I came over to sit down."

Mr. Pang Da's eyes lit up. Mr. Chen's background is unusual. He is the purchasing manager of Duke Yiguo's Mansion. Those who can call him good things are definitely not ordinary people.

"Mr. Chen, what kind of good thing is it? I wonder if Pang is lucky enough to open his eyes?"

"Oh, it's not a rare thing, but in the Tang Dynasty, it's hard to buy even if you have money." "Mr. Chen" was not stingy and waved to his entourage and put the cloth bag on the table and opened it.

Mr. Pang Da stretched his neck and looked inside, and was stunned for a moment: "This, is this... frosting? So much?"

"Not much, twenty kilograms."

Twenty kilograms...

Mr. Pang Da seems to be stuck in his throat. This pussy makes you pretend, it’s so terrible.

Twenty kilograms of frosting are not much, so I don’t understand the market.

The annual output of the entire Tang Dynasty was less than a thousand kilograms, and the amount that could flow through Huashang Pavilion in Dongshi was less than two hundred kilograms.

Twenty kilograms of frosting, yes, if you say the weight is definitely not much. But compared with the total output, this number is very scary, okay, and the key problem is... this thing still appears in the West Market.

Yes, how could such a thing appear in West Market?

Mr. Pang Da thought of something in an instant, and looked around nervously. There was no trace of the silver leaves under his hands, and he stuffed them in a low voice and said in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, please be happy with the young man. How could this thing appear in the western market? Could it be..."

"Haha..." 'Master Chen's secretly weighed the silver leaves in his hand and said to himself that Lao Pang would come: "Actually it is not a big secret that cannot be told. What kind of sugar-making joint-stock company has been opened in the West City Administration? You know, this frosting was taken out from there, the price is...500 cents per pound."

"Five..." Mr. Pang Da was so shocked that he almost jumped up, and suddenly realized that this was a downtown area. He quickly shut up, but he bit his tongue and covered his mouth in pain and hummed.

As a businessman, Mr. Pang Da knew that his opportunity had come.

It’s not that he wants to grab the business of Sugar Production Co., Ltd., that shop can use the pawn shop in the West City Bureau. Needless to mention the background, it’s so scary that ordinary businessmen like him can offend.

But he could buy the price of 500 cider per kilogram of frosting directly and then transport it to Jiangnan for sale. The price does not need to be too high. He could sell as much as 800 ciders.

There are many rich people in Jiangnan. Not to mention eight hundred folks, even if you are always five, you can afford it.

But then again, how can I get in touch with that shop? They have a big background. Can they take care of ordinary people like me?

"Mr. Chen" saw Mr. Pang Da's performance one by one. As the manager in charge of purchasing, he couldn't guess what he was thinking. He smiled slightly and took out a lollipop rewarded by the eldest son of his family from his sleeve, opened the paper coat outside and put it in his mouth.

Don't say it, I feel really lazy.

Seeing Mr. Pang Da looking at him, he threw it to him again: "Lollipop, the signature of that shop, take it to try it."

"Hehe, thank you Mr. Chen for your praise." Mr. Pang Da took the lollipop with both hands, pulled out the paper scrub like "Mr. Chen", and put the red sugar balls into his mouth.

The taste of watermelon is full of sweetness and endless aftertaste.

The two vulgar uncles squatted in front of the grocery store with a lollipop in their hands and chatted for a long time. Finally, Master Chen took fifty taels of silver leaves and twenty kilograms of frosting to find the next shop to "return home". Mr. Pang Da also got the news he wanted and went back to prepare funds in great enthusiasm.

...

At the same time, the same thing happened in many other places. Any larger shop would be managed by the managers of each government to pick up things for their father-in-law. Then, he accidentally passed by an acquaintance's shop, and finally went in and sat in without doing anything.

The east and west markets suddenly became undercurrents, and merchants with a little capital basically started to move, and they were secretly inquiring about all the news about Datang Sugar Co., Ltd.

Some people even sent out trustworthy guys in the shop to squat at the door of Sugar Production Co., Ltd. every day.

However, for several days, the so-called Tangtang Candy Production did not open at all except for the continuous in and out of a large truck loaded with goods every day.

As time goes by, the so-called secrets gradually become no longer secrets. As the saying goes, there is no airtight wall in the world. As many people know about a secret, it will inevitably spread.

So, more people were squatting at the gate of Datang’s grain making. Every day, they stared at the closed door, their eyes were red. If it weren’t for the West City Office next to it, they would have gone up to smash the door long ago.

...

Tai Chi Palace, Liangyi Hall.

Li Shimin has been paying great attention to the so-called Tang Dynasty candy in recent days. After all, he has invested nearly 6,000 yuan in it, so it is difficult not to pay attention to it.

As for why his investment will be 6,000 guan..., please refer to: Parents will help you collect New Year's money and will give it to you when you grow up.

In addition, the imperial concubines who participated in the shares were also very self-aware and took the initiative to pay the letter of fame and gave all the shares in her hands to Li Shimin.

This made His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Empire overnight become the largest shareholder of the Tang Sugar Manufacturing, while Du He became the first CEO of the Tang Sugar Manufacturing.

But no matter how Li Shimin thought, he felt that things were a bit unreliable. Frosting was not a must-have for daily life. Although the price of 500 ciders was much lower than before, for ordinary people, even if they doubled, they still couldn't bear it.

So, taking advantage of the free time to discuss state affairs, Li Shimin and his brother-in-law Changsun Wuji started a free episode: "Wuji, what do you think is the prospect of this sugar-making company? These little guys seem to be having a lot of fun recently. Are they going to open soon?"

How could Changsun Wuji not know that Li Shimin called him to come in this main purpose. The so-called national affairs before were just clichés and introductions to the topic.

"Your Majesty, I think these kids should be too optimistic about the prospects of icing frosting."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"Your Majesty must know that these dolls have been building momentum for a while, in other words, it is raising the appetite of many people. Although this will usher in a sales peak when it first opened, as the market quickly saturates, the frosting they stockpiled will soon become unwilling to the attention of others."

Changsun Wuji is an old speculator. His biggest investment in his life is to marry his sister to Li Shimin. If you don’t talk about it in a staggered era, this old guy is definitely comparable to Lu Buwei.

Not to mention that since Li Shimin ascended the throne, Changsun Wuji has long served as the Minister of Revenue. If the Tang Dynasty court knew the best about doing business, he would probably be ahead of the warrior.

Li Shimin's face turned dark on the spot, and he frowned and said, "Since that's the case, why didn't you stop it at the beginning? If you stopped it, you wouldn't have invested in this business, right?"

I just feel embarrassed if I didn't mention myself.

Changsun Wuji smiled calmly: "Your Majesty, in the eyes of the old minister, although the business of icing frosting will not make a lot of money, it will not be worth it. Since this is the case, wouldn't it be better to let the children who rushed forward learn to get in touch with the business and learn some lessons?"

Well, what I said makes sense, but I have invested more than 6,000 yuan. Should I also teach a lesson?

Li Shimin was a little uncertain and asked again: "Is there really no hope? Can't the frosting be sold to other places for sale?"

"Of course," said Changsun Wuji: "But, trafficking requires manpower, increased consumption, and renting a shop and hiring a friend. After such a struggle, the profit will be diluted. In the end, it is likely that at most it will only be twice the profit. Although it is also profitable, if you do other businesses, you can completely double or even triple."

"Okay, I understand." Li Shimin was completely disappointed.

With twice the profit, he can invest in other businesses, such as the steel business of Changsun Wuji's family, or simply do a spice business directly, which makes more money than selling frosting.

...

The same discussion also happened in Lizhou. Since receiving a letter from Du He, the Wu brothers have told the story to the Warrior.

After hearing that Du He actually needed tens of thousands of kilograms of candy, Lao Wu smiled disdainfully: "Du He, Zhao Kuo, who talks about war on paper, has tens of thousands of kilograms of raw materials and nearly 50,000 kilograms of frosting. It sounds amazing in quantity, but it is always money to sell it. If you can't sell it, it's just a pile of garbage."

The Wu brothers looked at each other and asked in confusion: "Father, what do you mean..."

"Don't understand?" The warrior hated his inconvenient slap the two of them: "You two idiots, how do you father educate you? To do business, the most important thing is the channel, whether it is buying or selling. Du He only wants to stock up, but where is his channel for selling goods?

Chang'an City can't eat such a large batch of goods, and they go to other places to sell them. Do you think it's too late to start buying a shop now?"
Chapter completed!