"All, buy them all? All 50,000 kilograms of frosting?" Ju Bin was dumbfounded: "They have so much money?"

"No, but they have land deeds, and the house deeds can be used as mortgage. As long as the family raises 15,000 guan. As for the settlement money, you don't think it's difficult for the four companies to raise 12,500 guan, right?"

Well, it's not difficult. Not to mention the four families, if they really want to raise money, these big merchants will find two people who are familiar with each other to borrow 30,000 yuan in money. It's not a problem at all, except for some trouble to dig out money.

Ju Bin nodded: "Okay, this is good, it's good. Let them try it. I think the background of this Tang Dynasty candy production seems to be quite large. If the frosting is sold well, the production volume will probably be increased soon."

"Who said no?" the other two echoed and looked at each other.

Ju Bin is a man with great ambition and talent, and is arrogant. He is now expecting the other party to increase production to meet your needs. It's really interesting. Shouldn't you contact Sun Qingzhi immediately to get backdoors or py transactions? In short, is it the key to order a batch of goods in advance?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to remind him and let him wait for the stupid husband.

Who can make people have a background and strength and don’t care about this little money?

...

Sun Qingzhi didn't come to the West Market at all today. He slipped out early in the morning as soon as the gate of Buzhengfang opened. He came to Duke Lai's mansion and squatted under the stone lion at the gate, waiting for the Du family to open the door.

He dared not knock on the door or something. He didn't dare to mess with anything else, he just couldn't afford to mess with him.

The Du family is not the Du family a month ago. Now the second son of the Du family has risen strongly and his influence is very impressive. If others don’t say it, his eldest son is almost wearing a pair of pants when he is in good condition. He is a small Changsun family manager, and he is not even a housekeeper, and he is considered a mess in front of Du He.

Fortunately, it was already dawn at this time. Sun Qingzhi had not squatted at the door for too long. The door behind him opened with a sour friction sound. Then Du Chong's voice came: "Hey, isn't this Sun... Manager, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Du, it's early!" Sun Qingzhi quickly got up and hugged Du Chong.

Du Chong didn't know what kind of reaction he should have made in an instant. Sun Qingzhi's identity is no lower than himself now. The general manager of Datang Sugar Manufacturing and the marketing of a series of products such as frosting is no worse than the butler of any government in Beijing.

It would be fine if others didn't know the actual situation of Datang sugar making. As Du Chong, the steward of Du Ergong, and the manager of the Datang sugar production department, he was not as good as Sun Qingzhi's position in the Datang sugar making.

As a result, this person was so good that he said, "Master Du", where do you want me, Old Du, to put my face?

The mechanical one returned a bow, and Du Chong said, "Uh..., General Manager Sun is polite. Are you going to find the second young master when you come here so early?"

Sun Qingzhi smiled bitterly: "Second Master, don't talk about General Manager Sun, my brother... I'm afraid."

"Scared?" Du Chong was stunned and thought of a possibility: "What's wrong? But someone can't carry the goods and threaten you?"

"No..." Sun Qingzhi waved his hand, his face almost sucked into a bun. He looked around and found that there was no annoying person. Then he whispered: "Mr. Du, you also know that I am now serving as the general manager of Datang Candy Production. Monthly money is calculated as commission. Every time a pound of candy is sold, I will get two cents."

"Yes, what's wrong?" Du Chong was a little confused.

Isn’t this very normal? It’s been decided long ago. Does this kid think it’s missing?

"What's wrong?" Sun Qingzhidu was about to cry and pulled Du Chong aside: "Her dysfunction, have you calculated that one pound of candy costs two cents. Yesterday, I gave all the inventory in one day, which is 50,000 pounds...50,000 pounds! 200 pounds! One day!"

"Uh..." Du Chong's face turned black in an instant.

Damn, this guy is here to show off to me, right?

I earned 200 jin a day, but this is just because the inventory is only 50,000 jin. If the inventory is 100,000 jin, wouldn’t it be 400 jin?

If this trend continues, I am afraid that fifteen to twenty-hundred thousand kilograms of frosting can be sold in a month. Wouldn’t that mean that this kid has an income of nearly one thousand coins every month?

Fuck, one thousand stagnants per month!

Du Chong suddenly felt a little breathless. He had never saved a thousand tents in his life.

"Sun Qingzhi, what do you mean?" Du Chong couldn't stand the stimulation and asked with a dark face.

Sun Qingzhi was immersed in his own world, but did not realize that Du Chong misunderstood him: "Mr. Du, I have no other idea, just... I just want to talk to the second master to see if I can not be the general manager. To be honest, this money is too much, and I feel uneasy. You have a close relationship with the second master. See if I can help me tell you something and talk about love?"

"Ahem..." Du Chong almost fell down the steps. He wanted to say why you are so brave, but then he suddenly began to sympathize with Sun Qingzhi.

You should know that the Tang Dynasty did not have a sound legal system and a stable society like later generations.

The Tang Dynasty was the supreme imperial power, followed by the powerful. Sun Qingzhi, a small foreign government manager, got hundreds of stagnants of money in a month because he became a general manager. What do you think about his master?

This is so much money...it's a waste of money.

Thinking of this, Du Chong was no longer jealous of Sun Qingzhi, and there was still a little sympathy. He patted his shoulder: "Xiao Sun, I can help you talk about this matter to the second young master, but I can only say, do my best. As for how the second young master decides, I can't guarantee you."

"No problem. As long as Mr. Du is willing to help, no matter what the result is, I will feel that I will be able to repay you well in the future." Sun Qingzhi was excited and looked grateful.

Two days later, he no longer had the simple and naive thoughts he used to be.

At the same time two days ago, he was still complaining that the monthly money was too small, and he only paid two cents of salary for one pound of candy. Now... he just wants to ask, is it okay to sell ten pounds of candy to two cents of salary?

...

Du He was too lazy to get involved in these matters. Sun Qingzhi's monthly money was determined by Changsun. This guy was afraid that his manager would suffer losses, so he specially set a high price.

Thinking that the money was not paid by himself anyway, Du He agreed.

Now, Sun Qingzhi is here to find him, why should the evil ones let me do it? I am stupid.

After leaving a sentence, "Where are you going back and forth, are you very idle?" Du He and Shi Ran took a carriage to the palace to study. As for Sun Qingzhi's thoughts, it would be better to scare you to death, and it would be fun to watch.

Hongwenguan is very lively, and the news of the frosting sales have already spread. The playboys seem to have seen the days when they count the money and their hands cramps are approaching.

"Erlang, good skills. Yesterday we were worried that so much sugar would not be sold. Unexpectedly, it would be sold out in less than a day. Awesome, awesome!"

"Hey hey, don't talk so much, Erlang, in the afternoon, I, Lao Liu, treat you to you, and I, the ones I have been here, I will all go!"

"Fuck, can you stop talking about those useless ones? Erlang, just click, when will you pay?"

As soon as Du He showed up, he was immediately surrounded by the playboys, and his ears were chaotic, as if he had entered a vegetable market.

"Everyone, brothers! I understand everyone's excitement after making money, but now it's not the time to share money. We have to continue to increase our investment next. In addition, the problem of production sites also needs to be solved, and we cannot always keep it in my house. By the way, my servants have worked hard for so long, and you don't know how to express it. Let the donkey pull the mill, and you also feed the donkey to grass."

Du He said something, and the playboys nodded frequently. Even Changsun Chong, who had a little experience, even agreed: "Erlang's words make sense. Since the icing frosting business has begun to make money, we have to become regular and not as hasty as before.

So I suggest that each of the governments will send 20 workers to join Datang sugar making, and then Datang sugar making Co., Ltd. will come forward to buy an open space outside the city as a production base, striving to expand the production scale to a monthly output of 200,000 kilograms of frosting, and monopolize the entire Datang sugar making industry."

There are 200,000 kilograms of frosting per month, and it is not too much to say more or less.

Looking at the entire market, exports and domestic consumption can basically meet the market.

What's more, sugar products are not limited to frosting, but also rock candy, milk candy, lollipops, and rock candy haws. So 200,000 pounds per month are not much.

Du He didn't care what Changsun Chong's plan to make money was. The reason why he made the frosting was mainly to pave the way for Du Gou. He never thought about how much money he could make from it. After all, the production process was too simple, and it was okay to make some quick money, and it was impossible to expect it to make money.

...

Compared with the excited playboys, Li Shimin is the one who is really shocked.

Until today, the morning court was over, the great emperor did not come back to his senses from the news he received yesterday.

In one day, 50,000 kilograms of frosting were sold out.

This reminded him of what Du He said: No one will think it is difficult to do business.

Yes, is it really difficult to do business?

Looking at his brother-in-law's old face as dark as a pot, Li Shimin wanted to laugh, and at the same time secretly glad that fortunately he didn't rush to erect a flag a few days ago, otherwise he would have been the one who was slapped in the face.

"Wuji..."

"Uh, Your Majesty." Changsun Wuji returned to his soul from the distraction, his old face still burning.

Li Shimin did not stimulate him anymore, but just mentioned: "That Tang Dynasty candy should be taken seriously by the Ministry of Revenue. The policies that should be given must be given, so that the investor cannot be disappointed."

"No, the old minister understands." Changsun Wuji had a little toothache.

Now you can mention anything, just don’t mention candy, as soon as you mention candy, it hurts.

I lost all my old face. A few days ago, I swear that frosting cannot be sold out because there is no sales channel. As a result, that boy Du He is so good. Not only did he create a franchisee to make frosting popular, the key is that the guys who provide sales channels must be grateful to him.

Last night, my eldest son came home and looked at him with contempt. Damn, the wise image I created at home was ruined all of a sudden.

This makes me understand where to reason. It’s obvious that the boy doesn’t play cards according to the common sense, how can I blame me? His brain circuit is different from that of normal people. Can I blame me?

But forget it, it's too late to say anything now.

Changsun Wuji secretly warned himself that he would simply express less opinions about Du He in the future, and pretend to be stupid if he couldn't see it or pretended to be stupid.

Li Shimin nodded, very kind-hearted and did not mention the frosting. My brother-in-law was already depressed enough, so don’t sprinkle salt on his wounds.

Just... how can I solve it if I want to laugh for no reason?

...

Unlike the ecstatic playboys, Li Ke, Li Tai, Li Yan, Changle, Yu Zhang... After the prince and the prince were very calm after learning the news of the frosting sales.

Sell ​​it! Sell it!

No matter how good the sale is, it has nothing to do with them.

It was just a bit painful to think of the scene when the old man took away his shares.

Little Shiqi Li Yi is not as depressed as her brothers and sisters. As long as you have enough money, it’s better to have more money, but it’s not a good thing if you have too much money.

And compared to money, what Li Yi wants to know more is why Du He gave up such a profitable business of frosting. Isn’t it good to eat alone? Why did he run a joint-stock company and share money with those dandy people?

I heard that Du He only invested 500 trump cards in the Datang Sugar Co., Ltd., and did not have much money, and was on par with the playboys.

It is obviously the dominant figure in the whole thing, but in the end he is still mixed up with it, which is simply incredible.

I'm suffering a big loss, so there's no such thing as a loser!

It is normal to take out the money and share it with your father-in-law. The son-in-law is filial to his father-in-law, but what is the matter with outsiders? I have asked this princess if it is.

With such doubts, Li Yi came to Hongwen Pavilion.
To be continued...