Several court officials enthusiastically toasted Cui Yan frequently, and some even clapped their chests to express Zhang Liao's loyalty to the Han Dynasty. When he comes to Cui Yan's palace, he will definitely give Wen Yuan a kind word and ask your Majesty to reward him generously.
Next came Wen Yuan’s troublesome communication. The atmosphere was lively as people exchanged drinks and drinks. Although Cui Yan was in front of him, Wen Yuan, as the deputy envoy, still had to accompany him to handle several bowls of wine. Wen Yuan had already decided to visit again tomorrow.
Minister, let Guo Jia take the lead!
Seeing that Wen Yuan was not in high spirits, Zhen Yan came closer, smiled and whispered a few words in Wen Yuan's ear. Wen Yuan's eyes flashed with sparkle, and he apologized, got up and followed Zhen Yan down.
building.
Arriving at a cubicle on the second floor, there was a different scene. Several middle-aged men in luxurious clothes were holding clear wine, looking at each other with a cold look of hostility.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Zhen Yan is busy entertaining the ministers and nobles upstairs. Please pay attention."
"What did Brother Zhen say? It's an honor for us to be invited by Brother Zhen to attend the meeting." Seeing Zhen Yan come in, everyone who had been tense just now looked at Zhen Yan, and their expressions suddenly became as gentle as a young girl in Huaichun, and their words became even more gentle.
It's like a pug smelling the scent of bones.
Businessman, a typical businessman! This is the first impression this group of people gave Wen Yuan. Only businessmen can achieve such a state of falling out of favor faster than turning the page of a book.
So proud! Being able to do business in the Guanzhong area and making the local snakes in front of me treat me with such respect, I am indeed following the wrong lord!
However, the welcome from everyone in the room did not make Zhen Yan, who was accustomed to the world, forgetful. He smiled faintly, cupped his hands and said: "All the heads of the family are prominent businessmen in the Guanzhong area. You have come all the way from afar. I will need more care from you brothers in the future!
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"You're welcome!" Everyone nodded hurriedly.
Zhen Yan introduced Wen Yuan to everyone and said: "I'm here to introduce you. This is the head of the Li family in Chang'an, brother Li. This is Zhang Yuan, the deputy envoy of Julu who came to Beijing this time. He owns all the products of Julu."
Come and take care of it."
"Nice to meet you." Upon hearing the introduction that the handsome young man with squinted eyes and a friendly face had such a great background, the head of the Li family couldn't help but bowed his hands and saluted.
"This is the head of the Meng family in Youfufeng."
"This is the head of the He family in Hedong County."
"This is Zuo Fengyi, the head of the Bai family."
"..."
The six people present were all from aristocratic families who would shake the ground when they stomped their feet in Guanzhong. Wen Yuan greeted these people one by one, and their warm smiles made people feel like spring breeze. The useless compliments upstairs made Wen Yuan very happy.
Although he felt boring, the current atmosphere made Wen Yuan very friendly. These people were his gods of wealth! When Wen Yuan looked at these people, he seemed to be seeing mountains of gold with great interest.
After the introduction, Zhen Yan cleared his throat and said: "Youdao means that businessmen have no boundaries and live together. If you have money, everyone can make money. Yan Yan invites you here this time because he wants to talk to you about cooperation. I am here this time,
I brought three things, Julu paper, thread-bound books, and Zhenggong wine. I believe you have all seen it just now. The base price I gave for each item and the supply quantity are already clear to you."
"Clear, clear, it's just Brother Zhen, can we discuss the minimum price? A jar of burning knives costs 10,000 yuan, a jar of Zheng Gong wine costs 50,000 yuan, and the paper and thread-bound books are so expensive, we are almost
It’s not profitable.” The head of the Bai family asked hesitantly.
Wen Yuan was almost shocked when he heard the price mentioned by the head of the Bai family. Using grain to make wine, the cost of a jar of burning knives is only two to three hundred yuan at most, but the price when sold to Guanzhong is actually dozens of times higher!
Although the brewing process of Zhenggong Liquor is slightly complicated, the profit is astonishingly hundreds of times higher! The situation with Julu paper and thread-bound books is probably the same, it is really rare and valuable!
After listening to the words of the head of the Bai family, the disdain in Zhen Yan's eyes flashed, and he was quite embarrassed: "Well... I'm in trouble too! It's a long way from Julu to Guanzhong, and there are many checkpoints along the way, and thieves
There are so many, opening up the joints, sending troops to escort, not to mention that it consumes a lot of manpower and financial resources. Once they are robbed, they will lose their lives and money. These risks and investment are really unprofitable!"
"This..." Bai Jiajia advocated and opened his mouth, but did not say anything in the end. Indeed, these days are in chaos, and when you go out to do business in the world, you just put your head on your trousers, and earn money by selling your life.
Without generous rewards, who would work for nothing?
"It doesn't matter if the price remains low. As we do business, a rising tide lifts all boats. It's just that the supply volume is really a bit less. In Guanzhong, there are only 800 jars of Zhenggong wine and 7,000 jars of burnt knives a year. Such a small supply of goods
, my whole family can swallow it, how can we share enough?" The head of the Meng family on the side said rather grandly.
Zhen Yan put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "Master Meng is indeed curious, but who would think money hurts their hands? Paper and books are okay, but wine is more troublesome. After all, there is still a shortage of food! What's more, these things are very popular, I am huge
Deer cannot be supplied only to Guanzhong."
After hearing this, the head of the Meng family could only sigh helplessly even though he had a fortune of tens of millions, but his supply of goods was only so little.
This is the benefit of monopoly. It is just like the canteen in the closed school in Wen Yuan's previous life. Not to mention that the food is not delicious, but there are only a few kinds. You can eat it if you like it. If you don't eat it, you will be hungry.
nothing!
After the several family owners complained to each other, they finally no longer had any objections to the price and supply quantity. However, just after it stopped for a while, there was another commotion. Several family owners actually came for the distribution of these goods.
Get into a quarrel!
Eight hundred jars of Zheng Gong's wine and seven thousand jars of burning knives. Such a small amount of goods was divided into the hands of six aristocratic families. It was not enough to stuff them between their teeth. It was simply not enough to sell!
In order to strive for more profits, the heads of the six aristocratic families refused to give in, and the atmosphere was tense. These usually pampered uncles stretched their necks like fighting cocks at this moment, and stared at each other blankly, if it were not for the obstruction.
Because of his noble status, I'm afraid it might have turned into a siege long ago.
Zhen Yan was advising without sincerity, but was teasing him secretly. As long as there was no real fight, he would naturally be happy to see such a struggle. His heart had long been cramped with laughter: "Let's fight, you guys can
Let’s fight, the fiercer the fight, the better!”
However, there would be no result in the end if the fight continued like this. Seeing that none of the family heads would give in, and everyone wanted more, Wen Yuan's heart moved and he whispered a few words to Zhen Yan.