After the crowd arrived outside, Liu Chengfeng sat in the first place this time. Fan Yong and Eunuch Zhao were like eating a fly. They were extremely disgusted with Liu Chengfeng, but they could not help him, so they had to sit on Liu Chengfeng's lower head on both sides.
When the wine and food came up, Fan Yong smiled slightly, first toasted Liu Chengfeng with a glass of wine, then exchanged a few greetings. Liu Chengfeng drank on his own while chatting and laughing with Fan Yong. As for Eunuch Zhao, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just looked at Liu Chengfeng coldly.
Although the other accompanying guests barely smiled, only God knows how sincerity this smile is. After drinking for three rounds, Fan Yong and Eunuch Zhao looked at each other, and then slowly said: "Jubao Trading Company has done a good deal this time. Is it a lot of goods that such a big deal?"
Liu Chengfeng said in his heart, and indeed came. He smiled slightly and said, "It's not too much. There are only more than two thousand mule and horse carriages on the Datong line, plus thousands of people. This time, it's just a test. Let's take a look first. So the goods are not too much, but there are tens of thousands of silk and thousands of tea. There are also a number of iron tools. As for porcelain, it's not too many. It's not too many. It's not too many. It's not easy to transport. It's only more than seventy carts, and there are some herbs and horse-treated herbs. It's said that the price is quite high in tile and tartars. As for other fragmentary goods, if it can be sold well this year, the scale of the caravan will be expanded a little next year to see if you can travel west."
Which of the people here is not a wealthy person? Even so, I couldn't help but be amazed when I heard Liu Chengfeng say this. I just tried it first. So many goods can simply throw the little goods that the eight surnames enter and exit every year.
A hint of anxiety flashed through Fan Yong's eyes. After these goods were gone, how could the Fan family gain a foothold in this Datong by relying on mutual communication? However, he smiled calmly on his face and said, "So many goods will inevitably lead to the price of goods being cheaper. Zhang Guest Chen, everyone is a businessman. I believe that Manager Chen also understands this principle. The more goods, the lower the value."
The others nodded one after another. The more scarce the things in this world are, the higher the value. Like those antiques, it is precisely because there are few on the market that they can be priceless.
Liu Chengfeng held the wine glass and smiled and said, "You are wrong. The reason is this road. However, the only merchants allowed by the imperial court to ship are our Jubao Trading Company. The prices of goods outside the pass are monopolized by our Jubao Trading Company. What price is determined by Jubao Trading Company. It is not the turn of Wats and Tatars to bargain. Besides, Wats and Tatars are in short supply, and the goods brought out by Jubao Trading Company are far from meeting their needs. Even if the shipment volume is doubled, it doesn't matter."
These people calculated that the shipment volume was too large, resulting in oversupply, causing the goods to depreciate, but Liu Chengfeng's answer was monopoly. Only Jubao Merchant Company had the qualification to ship goods openly in a noble way. There was only this one, no other branch. Even if the others rely on smuggling, Jubao Merchant Company would sooner or later take action against these people. Therefore, the price was naturally in the hands of Jubao Merchant Company. How much to sell and how much the price was, it was all about Jubao Merchant Company. Even in the future, even if the goods of Jubao Merchant Company were mentioned again, what could those tribes outside the Merchant Company say?
A hint of coldness flashed through Fan Yong's eyes. There was a condition for Liu Chengfeng's so-called monopoly, that is, the only one of the supply companies will be Jubao Trading Company. As for the others, they will be the targets of Jubao Trading Company in the future. Liu Chengfeng is clearly threatening.
Fan Yong smiled coldly inadvertently and said lightly: "Shopkeeper Chen is such a big tone."
Liu Chengfeng said lightly: "It's not that he is very arrogant, but Jubao Trading Company is too arrogant. If not, how can he earn a full pot of gold and jade? Besides, everyone must know who is behind Jubao Trading Company. Not to mention anything else, there are Marquis of Lianzhou, Marquis of Shouning, Jianchangbo and others behind him, and they have the confidence to say this."
Fan Yong was a poor person for a while. He was just a local tyrant. Liu Chengfeng said nothing wrong. The people behind Jubao Trading Company are not simple. Although Jubao Trading Company has not dealt with them now, they will have to deal with them sooner or later.
Eunuch Zhao, who was sitting on the side, sneered casually and said sarcastically: "It's not necessarily true that Marquis Shouning and Bo Jianchang are relatives after all. Our court has always been very strict with the relatives. It's not their turn to be the decision on border affairs. As for the Marquis of Lianzhou..." Eunuch Zhao smiled even colder and continued: "It's just a flatterer to welcome him. According to the Za family, although he is now glorious, he will fall apart sooner or later. The Za family just got news from the capital that Marquis of Lianzhou has been ordered by His Majesty to think behind closed doors. Hehe, he can't protect himself, but his hands are quite long. I think that if I have flattered the palace and the prince, I can do whatever I want? Here is a border town. There are rules for the border town."
Eunuch Zhao's words were equivalent to giving the merchants of the eight surnames a reassurance. Fan Yong also raised his eyelids lazily and said, "Eunuch Zhao is right. What is that Marquis of Lianzhou? Fan has never heard of it."
The two of them originally wanted to tell Liu Chengfeng not to think that you are the only ones who have a backstage, and no one dares to be together in this grand concert. As for choreographing a few words from Liu Chengfeng, it is normal. After all, I heard that Liu Chengfeng has been thinking about his mistakes recently and stayed at home honestly. The shopkeeper named Chen actually wanted to use his signature to scare people, which is a bit too vulgar.
However, in Liu Chengfeng's opinion, these words seemed to be eating a fly, and were pointed at the monk and scolded the bald donkey. This tasted bad. He laughed dryly and said nothing.
At this time, Fan Yong said again: "Shopkeeper Chen, in fact, everyone invites you to have this simple meal today. First of all, I want to get to know you. The second is that there is something to discuss with you."
After saying so many off-topics, finally getting into the topic. Liu Chengfeng said: "Mr. Fan, please tell me."
Fan Yong glanced at the other merchants and said slowly: "What's going on, this is the case. In fact, we are also doing some silk and tea business, and we have accumulated a lot of goods in the warehouse. Since Jubao Merchant is going to go out of customs, why not buy the goods we are waiting for and sell them outside the customs? Anyway, these goods are in short supply outside, right?"
Liu Chengfeng couldn't help but be stunned. These people didn't smuggle, but wanted to sell the goods to Jubao Store. It would be great if they really wanted to wash their hands.
"Oh? How much goods are there?" Liu Chengfeng looked interested.
Fan Yong smiled and said, "For example, I am still in the warehouse now, there are 4,700 kilograms of salt, and there are also some silk and iron tools."
Salt is one of the most intimate commodities in the desert. Tatars and thorns can use silk, tea, or herbs, but this salt must be needed, but this one is the one that lacks the most.
Liu Chengfeng said: "Salt? How much does this pound of salt cost?"
Fan Yong smiled and stretched out three fingers and said, "Not much, not much, only thirty taels of silver."
Liu Chengfeng suddenly felt that he was teased. Even the fine salt in other places was only seven hundred dollars per pound. The man surnamed Fan was ruthless enough. He actually increased the price by dozens of times, hoping that Jubao Trading Company would buy it. Even if Jubao Trading Company reselled it to thorns, and only ten kilograms of salt would be exchanged for three horses at most. It would be good to take it back and sell it. It would be good to earn 200 taels of silver. These people were good at making a plan and didn't even need to smuggle it. They just wanted to resell it to Jubao Trading Company at a price higher than smuggling.
Seeing Liu Chengfeng showing anger, Fan Yong picked up a piece of vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth, and slowly said: "Jubao Merchant Company is willing to purchase Fan's goods, and Jubao Merchant Company will enter and exit the Jubao Merchant Company in the future. As long as it goes through Datong, Fan will do his best to handle it for you. It is impossible for anyone to do it for Jubao Merchant. How about it? Shopkeeper Chen, you say something."
Fan Yong's meaning is very clear, this is the protection fee. If he is willing to buy their goods at a high price, it is equivalent to Jubao Merchant smuggling for their eight major merchants. But if he refuses, it will have nothing to do with Jubao Merchant by then.
**Naked threat...
Everyone looked at Liu Chengfeng and was waiting for him to reply. If this was the case, it would be a compromise. Anyway, it would be sold to Watshu and Tatars, and it would be sold to Jubao Trading Company. If it was sold to Jubao Trading Company, it would be possible to earn more. When Jubao Trading Company first arrived at the treasure land, do you really think that it could open up all the joints? Do you do this to Jubao Trading Company and they can save trouble. They can earn money and kill two birds with one stone.
Many people couldn't help but admire Fan Yonglai. This Fan Junzi is indeed different. I am afraid that I have racked a lot of brains to come up with such a good idea.
In order to avoid trouble, the shopkeeper named Chen may have agreed to this matter. After all, if the Chen surname is not aware of his appearance, he will definitely not have the best results.
Liu Chengfeng laughed, drank a glass of wine on his own, his face flushed, and said, "This idea is a good one, Mr. Fan is very calculating."
Playing with the wine glass in his hand, a cold light suddenly flashed through Liu Chengfeng's eyes, and then he smashed the wine glass on the ground, and the wine glass was smashed to pieces.
Everyone present was startled, but Liu Chengfeng sneered repeatedly at this moment, and said with a ferocious look on his face: "What? Mr. Fan's words mean that if Jubao Trading Company does not accept your goods, don't think about leaving the customs?"
Fan Yong was calm and said lightly: "Did Mr. Fan say this? What is Manager Chen's words?"
The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and the relaxed atmosphere that had finally been created became tense in the blink of an eye.