Chapter 107 Buying and selling! Asking prices all over the sky, paying back the money on the ground!
"Hmph, I must convince you, Mr. Su!"
Xi Zhicai stood up and said: "It's just the beginning of spring. Where did the prairie horses come from? It's almost the same if they lose weight and lose weight. Let alone riding this horse, even if it is pulled out for a lap, it will be difficult."
?If we changed it, wouldn’t it take several months of fodder to make these horses fatter? A horse is worth 200,000 yuan? From the following point of view, this horse can be worth 20,000 yuan.
The money is pretty good!”
"You, Mr. Su, actually want to use a war horse that can only be used in a few months to exchange for our Drunk Immortal Brew? And it's one horse for two hundred jars. You must be a good calculator!"
Xi Zhicai looked at Su Shuang with a half-smile, and said disdainfully: "Did you, Mr. Su, already have this idea in mind, and just want me to accept these horses that you can't even handle?"
"Su Shuang, tell me, what's your plan? Do you want me to be your successor?"
Zhu Han also came to his senses at this time, and looked at Su Shuang with a hint of malicious intent.
"Why have I ever thought about this? Even if you don't want to change horses, there is no need to discredit me like this, right?"
Su Shuang had this idea. He originally thought that after Zhu Han took over, it would be easy to feed these horses with the foundation of Jing County, but if he wanted to train war horses, he would have to use good materials.
, Zhu Han, this kid, might be dragged down by these fifty war horses. When Zhu Han has been raising them for a month or two, Su Shuang will come back to pretend to be a good guy and reluctantly take back these horses.
"Su Shuang is right. Even if you don't want to change horses, there is no need to discredit him like this. Although the price he gave is a bit high, we can still continue the negotiation! Besides, we came to negotiate with sincerity. The show owner
Bo’s words are a bit hurtful! Don’t you think so, Mr. Zhu?”
Zhen Yan smiled in surprise. Judging from what Xi Zhicai just said, Zhu Han will definitely be short of food in the next one or two years, and the gap is not small, otherwise Xi Zhicai would not pay for a mere fifty
The food and fodder for a war horse is just like Su Shuang's. It's just fifty war horses. Even his Zhen family can afford it, but he doesn't believe that Zhu Han can't afford it. Besides, the value of these fifty horses is far more than the food and grass. This is something that anyone with a discerning eye can see.
It can be seen that if it were an ordinary person, he would have nodded and agreed, but Zhu Han hesitated again and again, and instead blamed Su Shuang for having bad intentions. Haha, this kind of performance made people see a lot of things, but since let
He grabbed Zhu Han's pigtails, and he had to use some brains and methods in the subsequent negotiations.
'Oh, I'm going to suffer!'
After seeing Zhen Yan's expression of plotting against him, Zhu Han guessed that this boy must have guessed that he was short of food.
"Zhicai, what the Second Young Master said is right. It's just fifty war horses. What's the point?"
Zhu Han asked Xi Zhicai to sit down and chuckled.
"Then Master Zhu, did you agree?"
Su Shuang was overjoyed when he heard this. He thought Zhu Han had agreed to this exchange.
"Don't be impatient, Mr. Su. Let me explain to you slowly!" Zhu Han picked up the wine bottle and took a sip of wine before replying: "Now my rule is relatively stable, and there are no bandits running rampant.
What's the point of having so many war horses when troubles are everywhere? So, it's not that I can't afford to raise these war horses. It's really useless to buy them. It's a waste to just leave them alone! I don't think it's better to just use food.
Come and change it!”
"Alas, Mr. Zhu, you don't know something. There was a severe drought in Zhongshan last year and we didn't have any food left in our house. Why don't we trade slaves for it? If Mr. Zhu, you don't agree with the previous calculation.
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If you don’t have enough capacity, how about adding 200 more slaves, for a total of 1,000 slaves and 500 craftsmen of various kinds?”
Zhen Yan looked at Zhu Han, his eyes full of wisdom, as if he was convinced of Zhu Han.
"No, we can't exchange them all for slaves. I don't want so many slaves. Let's do this. Five hundred craftsmen will be exchanged for five thousand jars of Drunk Immortal Brew, and the remaining five thousand jars will only be exchanged for grain!"
Seeing Zhen Yan speak like this, Zhu Han knew that this boy had already figured out their shortcomings, but who was Zhu Han? He had few rivals when it came to playing tricks.
"It's really hard for me to come up with food! Let me buy the remaining five thousand jars with my money!"
Zhen Yan replied calmly with a smile on his face.
"No, I want food!"
Zhu Han was a little impatient, so he patted the table a few times and said, "If you don't bring food, I won't sell you wine!"
"In that case, I want the five thousand jars of bars first!"
Zhen Yan was slightly startled after hearing this. He did not expect that Zhu Han would not be in a hurry to sell the wine in his hand and let them fall into his hands without selling them. However, his playful spirit was really the same as Su Shuang's.
, extremely disgusting, no, Zhu Han's wretched appearance is even more annoying than Su Shuang's.
"Haha, if I heard you right, Second Young Master, you are planning to buy a altar of ten thousand, right? How can you buy it for five thousand or five thousand?"
Zhu Han looked like a profiteer. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Integrity is what matters when doing business. If you want to buy, I'm willing to sell. I'm an innocent man and the price is fair. But the second young master suddenly regretted it."
, if you only want to buy five thousand jars now, please forgive me that I cannot sell it to you."
"What, you won't sell it?"
Zhen Yan was stunned when he heard this, and his face became ugly. He said in a gloomy tone: "Business cannot be done with justice. Master Zhu, what do you mean by teasing me like this? Do you think that the Zhen family in Zhongshan is easy to bully?"
Even Xi Zhicai and Su Shuang couldn't guess what Zhu Han was planning. This deal came to his door, the price was negotiated, and he wouldn't sell it later. Isn't this a joke?
"Oh, Second Young Master, you have misunderstood. Even if you give me more courage, I would not dare to play tricks on your Zhen family. I will have to hang out in this world from now on. How dare you!"
Since he bumped into such a super rich second generation, how could Zhu Han only let him go back with five thousand bottles of wine? If this spread, wouldn't it be a slap in Zhu Han's face? Zhu Han laughed and smiled.
Di replied: "You must also know, Second Young Master, that after the wine is brewed, you need to dig a deep pit and bury it for a period of time, so that the wine can be more fragrant. The same is true for my Zuixian Brewing, which is 10,000 bottles.
If you bury one place and take one place, you must sell it out, otherwise you will really lose your money! Second Young Master, if you only want five thousand altars, it will really put me in a bit of a dilemma! If I sell you, it will be a big deal.
The remaining five thousand jars of wine have gone out of breath and can no longer be buried in the soil when they see the light. Where can I find a rich man like you, the Second Young Master, to buy this batch of wine at once?
I feel a little sorry for not selling you! What should I do? How about you, Second Young Master, give me some advice?"
"Since you have said so, Mr. Zhu, I will not buy the five thousand bottles of wine! Farewell!" Zhen Yan has seen rogue people, but he is really the number one rogue like Zhu Han.
When they met for the first time, Zhu Han's intention was very clear, that is, he must be forced to sell the ten thousand jars of wine. As for the ridiculous statement that the ten thousand jars of wine were buried in one place, this kind of lie without any logic, Zhu Han
Actually
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Zhen Yan really admired him for being able to speak out in public without blushing or beating. However, Zhen Yan was not someone to be trifled with. Zhu Han's actions obviously touched his bottom line, and he stood up to leave.
"It's okay, it's okay. Business cannot be done without righteousness. Since the second young master doesn't want my wine, then forget it. Alas, I originally planned to invite wealthy families from all over Jizhou to come to Jingxian County and prepare to auction this batch of wine.
Yes, the Second Young Master's visit made me give up this idea. I thought that the Zhongshan Zhen family was rich and wealthy, with only ten thousand jars of wine, which they should be able to eat, and could also form a good relationship with you, Second Young Master. Now it seems
, I’d better send out the invitation letter!”
The negotiation between the two parties was about to break up, but Zhu Han was not in a hurry. He sat down slowly, played with a wine bottle, and smiled casually: "I originally planned to sell it myself, but after thinking about it, I felt
I am not as happy as everyone, so I decided to let others sell wine for me. From now on, I will only be responsible for making wine. As for the people who sell wine, it depends on their sincerity! I must be willing to pay for such a fine wine.
There are many people who spend all their wealth!"
“Second Young Master, please leave slowly and I won’t see you off!”
"you!"
Zhen Yan had already walked to the door, but when he heard Zhu Han's words, he was so angry that he trembled all over. Then he turned around and glared at Zhu Han. Such a shameless conspiracy could be said to have slapped Zhen Yan in the face.
There was a loud snap, and even Su Shuang on the side had a gloomy look on his face. Apparently they had guessed the underlying meaning of Zhu Han's words.
It is true that the Zhen family is very powerful in Jizhou, but there are also many people who would trip up the Zhen family. Such a good opportunity is in front of them. If Zhen Yan just gives up and lets others take over, then what will happen in Jizhou in the future?
They would have to give up the wine selling business, but was the wine an ordinary drink? Obviously not. Zhen Yan drank it, and Su Shuang also tasted a drink just now. They all knew that if they gave up now, not only Jizhou would be affected in the future.
, or the entire liquor-selling business in Hebei will be cut off from them.
With such a huge profit in front of him, everyone would go crazy for it. Zhen Yan wanted to leave in anger, first to suppress Zhu Han's arrogance, and then negotiate again, but when he was leaving, he heard Zhu Han's words and forced him again.
Then he had to sit opposite Zhu Han again.
"Second Young Master, why don't you leave again?"
After looking at Zhen Yan's handsome features, which were a little crooked with anger, he secretly said, "Son, you are the one who begged me to do business, you actually dare to slander me, I don't believe that I can't cure you," Zhu Han felt happy in his heart.
Besides, there was a puzzled expression on his face.
"Tell me, how much do you plan to sell me these ten thousand jars of Drunken Immortal Brew? Make a price!"
Zhen Yan was on the verge of breaking out, and he gritted his teeth and said viciously.
"Five hundred craftsmen of various kinds are worth five thousand jars of wine. Their families are not included, but they can come with them. There are fifteen hundred slaves, and they must bring their deeds of sale. Even if you sell them to You,
Hebei, and the one-year sales rights of the three states, you can rest assured that as long as you pay the money, in the next year, there will never be any Zuixianjiang other than your Zhen family on the boundaries of these three states; plus twenty-five
Ten thousand stones of fine grain are worth the remaining five thousand jars of drunken immortal brew."
Zhu Han smiled and said the number that stunned everyone present.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand stones of fine grain in exchange for your fifty thousand catties of wine?" Zhen Yan was so angry that he almost laughed out loud. He ignored the image, slapped his hands on the table, leaned over and stared at Zhu Han fiercely, gritting his teeth.
Said: "You, Zhu Han, dare to say this to me! Do you really think that I, Zhen Yan, have a good temper?"