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Chapter 34 Invitation

"Brother Ziyan, you don't know what you do for a living?" Ren Zhao looked at Chu Nan. Although he knew that Chu Nan came to them today for more than just a meal, but as far as he knew, although Chu Nan was now a Jincao,

But he has no real power, and it is difficult for him to undermine him in front of everyone, but he doesn't really believe that Chu Nan can bring them any good livelihood.

"Salt!" Chu Nan looked at Ren Zhao and said directly without any nonsense, "I wonder if you are interested?"

"Salt?" Not only Ren Zhao, but everyone seemed to have not expected this answer, and they were all a little stunned when they heard this.

Salt is a good business. Like food, it is an indispensable thing in people's lives, but the profit is much higher than that of food. Generally, unless there is a natural or man-made disaster, the price of food is stable and the profit is not too much. But salt

The difference is that many places cannot produce salt, so they must be purchased from outside. However, the cost of salt is not high.

Many people can't help but think of Chu Nan's current position as Jin Cao. Could it be that he wants to make profits by taking advantage of his position? But there is no need to find so many people, right?

Even if Chu Nan’s status makes it inconvenient to do it directly, it’s perfectly fine to find one or two families. Is it necessary to find everyone? After this division, how much can each family share?

While everyone was worried that the profit share would be reduced due to the increasing number of people, Ren Zhao was keenly aware of the key to the problem. He looked at Chu Nan and said: "Brother Ziyan, with all due respect, this Xuzhou Salt Industry

Just like cloth and grain, almost all of them are in the hands of the major wealthy families, how can we compete with them? And although Brother Ziyan is a Jincao now, he doesn't have much salt at his disposal, right?"

Only then did the others react, and they were busy calculating gains and losses. The most important question was, did Chu Nan have any salt in his hands?

Not only not much, but none at all!

"What I'm talking about is not private salt, but official salt!" Chu Nan shook his head and said: "Marquis Wen is now planning to open salt shops in various places as a place to sell official salt. I invite you all to come here today because I want to

I would like to ask you if you are willing to do this official salt business. I have obtained a promise from Marquis Wen. As long as the salt is sold through the salt village run by you, the owner of the salt village can share 10% of it. To put it simply, the government office

When the salt is produced, you are responsible for selling it, what do you think?"

"Official salt?" Everyone was stunned and looked at Chu Nan uncertainly. Chu Nan's expression on Xiang Cong confirmed the authenticity of this matter. How short of money is Lu Bu? They all have their thoughts on selling salt.

Already?

"That's right." Chu Nan nodded and said, "Everyone can rest assured that the salt will be supplied in sufficient quantity, and the selling price is 10% lower than private salt. The business will definitely not be too bad. Although your profit share is only 10%, but

I have calculated that as long as we manage it well, it will be much better than earning some hard-earned money in our daily life."

"Brother Ziyan." One person stood up, looked at Chu Nan and asked cautiously: "This matter is not just about money. If I help Marquis Wen, will I offend the major families?"

The private salt trade in Xuzhou is basically controlled by the major families. Now they suddenly jump out to grab the business. Can those major families agree?

Xue Nian just wanted to open his own cloth shop, but he was suppressed from everywhere. Now Chu Nan is blatantly trying to steal business from others. Can they agree?

"This is a matter for the Yamen Office. You just have to deal with the sales. The Yamen Office will handle other matters." Chu Nan smiled and said, regardless of how unpopular Lu Bu was, the Yamen Office still had to listen to Lu Bu. They could use various means to

Suppress ordinary merchants, but you can’t use such methods to suppress official salt, right?

If someone really did this, then Lu Bu would have nothing to say if he attacked them.

"Brother Ziyan!" Tian Yang suddenly stopped holding the five-baht coin in his hand. He looked at Chu Nan and asked, "I have a question."

"Brother Tian, ​​please tell me." Chu Nan nodded.

"Now that Marquis Wen is here, we can do this, but what if... I mean if one day Marquis Wen goes to another place, what should we do?" Tian Yang looked at Chu Nan and asked seriously.

This is a very real problem. With Lu Bu here, the official salt business can naturally be done. After all, with the government office as the backend, most of the previous means of suppressing them can no longer be used. But to be honest, Lu Bu's reputation is not very good.

It is not certain whether he can secure Xuzhou. If one day Lu Bu is defeated and Xuzhou is captured, and Lu Bu leaves with a pat on the back, they will face the wrath of the nobles.

"Except for business operations, you don't have to worry about other things. For me, in this matter, I am actually employed by Marquis Wen, just like a tenant. Therefore, other matters are under the control of the government office, including if someone makes trouble.

Accounts and so on, even if there is a day like Brother Tian said, we will only help people sell. On that day, whether this salt village closes or is annexed has nothing to do with us." After Chu Nan finished speaking, he looked at everyone and said

: "Everyone, I know that you have concerns in your hearts, but I have something to say, and I won't be happy if I don't say it."

"Brother Ziyan, it's okay to say it." Tian Yang looked at Chu Nan and said with a smile.

"We are all humble people." Chu Nan sighed, with a touch of helplessness in his words: "In these troubled times, wealthy families will choose to serve the Ming Lord, but we... are we qualified to choose the Ming Lord?

?”

Everyone was silent after hearing this. They wanted to open a cloth village but encountered obstacles at every turn, so they chose to serve the Ming Master? The truth is correct, but which Ming Master would look at them twice?

In order to become an official, Chu Nan almost spent all his family wealth, but he could not even meet his master. For a moment, he suddenly felt an indescribable depression in his heart.

"There has never been true justice in this world. As for the aristocratic families, they have too many opportunities. They can choose their masters and serve them. However, for us, there are too few opportunities. If we miss this opportunity,

Opportunity, maybe in this life, it is unlikely that any other princes will be willing to use me!"

Having said this, Chu Nan paused, looked at everyone's faces, shook his head and said: "Selling at a reasonable price will never fall on my shoulders. You and I have some kindness in the past, so this time

When I got this opportunity, the first thing I thought of was to share it with you. Of course, everyone has their own ambitions, and I understand your concerns. If you don't want to, I won't make it difficult for you."

Chu Nan's words were very sincere, and he understood very well that there were definitely risks, but at least it was an opportunity, and with their backgrounds, there were not many opportunities like this in their lives. Maybe after today, in this life they would not

Can't wait until next time.

The powerful nobles in Xuzhou have basically been established now. Those of them who want to climb up are closely watched. Lu Bu may not be a wise master, but he can provide these people with an opportunity to move up. If they seize it, they may gain success in the future.

More, but it may also lead to bad luck.

"I listen to Brother Ziyan." The brief silence was broken by Xue Nian's voice...


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