"Tell them, don't worry, as long as you work hard, oil can be found in the pebbles. Besides, do they dare to argue with Hai Yitang about this?" Zhu Sanye sneered, "When the time comes, Hai Yitang will tighten the money, and these
Qian Gouzi still doesn’t cry for father and mother.”
As a sugar industry guild, Haiyi Sugar has great power and wealth. Not only is it the local sugar industry giant, it also controls the local finance. No ordinary businessman or wealthy person dares not to sell it.
"You," he nodded to another subordinate standing aside, "go and tell Zhao Jijiao: Ask him to keep an eye on South China. Within three to five days, there will definitely be problems in South China. Take action when you see the opportunity!"
Then, he ordered a few more men to implement everything. He was not very confident about Zhao Jijiao's men, and he had arranged other manpower. Hua Yinzi raised these bad guys, mainly preparing to go out.
This group of merciless thugs can be blamed for everything.
After sending everyone away, Mr. Zhu closed his eyes and rested for a long time. The plan was being carried out step by step. As soon as the money in South China was cut off, all means would be used. I bet they would not be able to withstand this series of means.
While he was making plans, a young man ran in, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear. Master Zhu's eyes suddenly widened: "Seriously?!"
"That's right! People at the dock saw with their own eyes that the ship that arrived in the morning, and people from South China are now unloading it, are all heavy iron boxes! They must be silver!"
"I didn't expect them to be so bold! They actually dared to transport silver from other places." This move was somewhat beyond his expectation. They actually dared to transport silver directly by ship when the sea was in such chaos. How courageous!
Appreciation is appreciation, but in this case, things will inevitably become complicated. Zhu Sanye pondered for a moment and asked:
"Where did the boat come from?"
"When I came back to Third Master, I heard that I came from Guangzhou!"
The word "Guangzhou" made his eyelids twitch. Could it be that the Gao family had also begun to intervene? Or was it just a position they transferred from Guangzhou?
Mr. Zhu’s mind was whirling like a windmill. The boy didn’t dare to speak or leave because he was not asking questions. After a long while, Mr. Zhu asked: “How much silver has been transported here? Do the people on the dock know?”
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"Well, it is said that a total of one hundred iron boxes were unloaded from the ship. I really can't tell how much they weighed."
Naturally, the number of boxes alone cannot be used to calculate how much silver there is. Mr. Zhu Sanye has heard that old gangsters have a skill that allows them to tell how much money is loaded in a car by looking at the ruts. Unfortunately, he does not have such a skill in his hand.
Talents.
“How many people carry each box?”
"If you reply to Third Master, only one person!"
That means that each box is only worth one thousand taels of silver at most. Zhu Sanye felt a little relieved, but then he thought about it, even if there were one thousand taels in one box, one hundred thousand taels had been shipped. South China really had to have one hundred thousand taels of silver to start with.
, his plan to squeeze out South China failed - not only did it fail, the consequences of not receiving the sugar this year were simply unimaginable!
Now he started to sweat on his forehead,
"Huh, there's no guarantee it's an empty city plan!" Mr. Zhu said to himself. He immediately ordered:
"Go, invite Master, prepare pen and ink, and write a letter!"
In a moment, a master who specially handled the seal for him came.
"Immediately write to Guangzhou and ask: first, the current sugar market in Guangzhou; second, the tightness of money in the market in Guangzhou; third, has anyone been mobilizing large positions recently and how much is the interest rate?"
The master's writing was as fast as flying, and he quickly wrote down these questions and looked up at him.
"That's all. Print it immediately and send someone to Guangzhou as soon as possible. Ask him to reply as soon as possible."
"Third Master, there is no boat to Guangzhou today -" Master Shuqi reminded him.
"Ask someone to send a special ship. Don't load the goods and leave immediately!" Zhu Sanye waved his hand, "Hurry! Wait when you get to Guangzhou. Come back when there is news! Go and do it."
The communication speed between Zhu An and Guangzhou was too slow. The things he wanted to inquire about were not secrets. The detective visited several guild teahouses in one day, and he could know the money of South China by just sitting and listening.
Where did it come from and what conditions were used to raise it? It's a pity that these precious news come and go, and it will take at least ten days to get to him. In ten days, who knows what will happen!
After receiving the money, the South China Sugar Factory immediately stepped up its acquisition efforts and increased the number of weighing places to ten. The uneasiness and restlessness that had gradually grown were once again eliminated. The Deng Yingzhou left the dock that night.
, which contained a boatload full of sugar, nearly 600 shi. This news caused chaos in Haiyi Hall, which is not bad! The two ships have already transported 1,600 shi of sugar, so that there will be an endless supply in South China.
By transporting the received sugar away and cashing it in, Mr. Zhu’s plan was completely ruined. The people outside didn’t know it, but everyone in the sugar shop knew it clearly: the price of sugar in Guangzhou is three to two yuan.
You can make money by shipping it out!
"Third Master! Stop being so tough! If this continues, we won't have anything to eat this year!" The fat shopkeeper of "Ri Yuelai" was pleading.
"So far I haven't even received five thousand shi of candy! It's all at a discount from the South China Factory!"
"That's what we can do. It looks like they have money again."
"I have said before that this matter should not be done this way!" Zhuge Liang expressed his lofty views after the fact.
The commotion of the crowd made Mr. Zhu irritable and shouted: "What's the noise about?" He stood up and glared at everyone, and everyone lowered their voices unconsciously.
"You guys are so short-sighted!" Mr. Zhu scolded, "Just focus on the money in front of you! People put knives to our necks, and you still think about the little profit you make at home, so you don't cook Southern Chinese cuisine.
Come on, in a few years, the sugar cook begging for food under the porch of Monk Zou Temple will be our predecessors!"
He then waved his hand: "Isn't the sugar cook impressive? You have been eating this bowl of rice for decades. How much money did it cost last year to hire a sugar cook? He takes care of three meals a day, and every meal must have meat, otherwise he will
Leave immediately. What about this year? If you can give his whole family a bowl of brown rice, he will work for you day and night! You all want to end up like them?!"
Everyone looked gloomy when they said this. Huanan's strength is obvious. Whether they have clever tricks or witchcraft, Huanan has indeed changed the situation of the sugar industry in Leizhou for more than a hundred years. Now Huanan is pressing forward step by step, not only
It is involved in boiling sugar and has also inserted its foot into the field of transportation and marketing, which is the most profitable. Judging from the capabilities that South China has already demonstrated, I am afraid that controlling the export of all Leizhou sugar is not a pipe dream.
"Otherwise, let's negotiate peace with Huanan." Feng Guangfeng suggested, "Let Huanan also join Haiyitang, and each family will give a proportion to Huanan, so that everyone can eat. And Huanan is good at cooking sugar, and produces high-quality sugar.
Well, if we cooperate, we may not suffer a loss."
Everyone was buzzing again. This idea didn't sound bad. Huanan was strong and had the unique skill of making sugar. If they joined forces, it wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.
"You are all confused!" Seeing that his plan was about to fail, Mr. Zhu said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here in South China? Just to monopolize this Leizhou candy! How can they be willing to fight with us if they are so rich and powerful?
Divide equally?”
"I am against it too!" The young master of "Japanese Association" also jumped out, "Huanan is still in its infancy. If we don't take this opportunity to get rid of it, when it becomes fully fledged, Haiyi Hall will be changed into Huanan Hall."
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"Besides," Zhu Sanye knew that greed was on the minds of these people, "Leizhou Sugar only has such a small share. We want to give South China a share. How much should we give them? If it's less, they won't be satisfied. If it's more, we won't be satisfied.
Suffering again."
After saying this, everyone nodded again. After all, it was difficult to spit out what had been swallowed, and no one wanted to lose their current advantageous position. Seeing that the situation was under control, Master Zhu asked everyone to disperse and not to worry.
After sending this group of people away, Master Zhu couldn't help but secretly scold them for being "short-sighted"! But he had to work hard and think of new ways. No matter how pig-like his teammates were, they were still a group of people who shared weal and woe with him.
Just as he was about to get up and go back to the house to take a nap, the servant came over and whispered something in a low voice. Mr. Zhu looked impatient, but on second thought he said: "Ask him to come in."
After a while, someone brought in a man in trousers and knotted clothes. This man had thick hands and big feet, a dark complexion, and burn scars on both hands. When he came to the hall, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
"What's the matter?" Mr. Zhu asked with some boredom. In fact, he knew what this man was looking for without even asking.
"Young ones are really helpless, so you came here to beg the master." The man kowtowed again, "The money I gave you last time has almost been spent. The women and children are all hungry and can't bear it anymore. I beg the master for mercy."
Give me some money..."
"Hmph!" Mr. Zhu said with an unhappy face, "Yinzi? Do you think I am running a charity here?"
"Please be merciful, sir!" The man lowered his head, "Young men... there's nothing we can do. Hundreds of people are eating, and we only have fifty taels of silver. We're already in a pinch..."
This man's name is Lin Zhuang, and he was originally a local sugar cook. This year, due to the opening of the South China factory, a large number of sugar cooks lost their jobs and their livelihoods were difficult. The public recommended this man to come forward and submit a petition to the Yamen, demanding that South China be prohibited from continuing to use machines to make sugar.
The result was rejected. In desperation, he had no choice but to come to Mr. Zhu Sanye of Haiyi Hall for help, and received a rescue of fifty taels of silver.
But this aid was not unconditional. Zhu Sanye had warned him and asked him to lead his people outside the candy shop and cause trouble at the right opportunity.
"You still have the nerve to say that!" Master Zhu fell back, "What about taking care of you? It's been seven or eight days now, and there's been no movement at all! I'll just throw the money into the water and listen to the sound.
, you hundreds of living people haven’t even farted a single one so far.”
"This..." Lin Zhuang was speechless and said in a pleading tone, "It's not that you guys are careless. In fact, this matter is against the king's law. There is also a plaque inscribed by the county magistrate in South China. If you do this, you will be afraid, so just
Afraid……"
"What are you afraid of?!" Mr. Zhu glared at him, "The South China factory has caused you to lose your jobs and ruin your family. Is there anything bloody about it? I have plenty of money, but I never give it to waste!"
Lin Zhuang seemed to be moved by his persuasion, and kowtowed again, loudly saying: "Don't worry, Third Master, we will let you know in the next few days whether you are trash or not!"
Mr. Zhu nodded: "Tell everyone, if something happens and you are going to be sued, I will take care of him when he goes in. My family, Haiyitang, will take care of him! If he is dead or injured, Haiyitang will use the money to pay for the pension."
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Immediately, he gave Lin Zhuang a few more instructions. Lin Zhuang's face became increasingly ugly, but in the end he still nodded:
"Master Zhu, this matter will be taken care of by the young ones, but what you say must count!"
"When did I, Third Master Zhu, stop admitting my words?" Zhu An said sternly, shouting, "Come here, please bring fifty taels of silver to Linzhuang first!" He lowered his voice, "After the matter is completed, there will be another one.
Reward you!"
Lin Zhuang's face turned red and he responded: "Okay, I'll make arrangements now."
Seeing Lin Zhuang going out, Mr. Zhu smiled secretly in his heart. Just the trouble caused by this sugar boiler is enough for you to drink a pot.
Then he called the sedan chair and went home, preparing to take a nap before making plans. However, the arrival of the 50,000 pieces of silver put him in a bad mood. What was originally a sure thing suddenly changed.
"Is South China really destined to die?" Zhu Sanye suddenly came up with such a strange idea. He has been making noises on Hai'an Street for decades. During this period, bigwigs from other places also tried to get their hands on this piece of fat. Every time
He used various methods to beat them out. Why is South China so difficult to chew?
Thinking of this, he couldn't sleep even more. Recently, his sixth concubine, who was recently favored, saw him tossing and turning and came in to serve him.
"Make me a bowl of tea!"
The local area does not produce good tea, but there is no shortage of Jiangxi tea here. In a moment, a bowl of strong and fragrant tea was brought to me. Zhu An was thinking about something while drinking.
Continuing to stir up trouble by using the topic of South China's refusal to accept sugar is already exhausted now that a large amount of money has been shipped. The sugarcane farmers still hope to sell sugar. Even if they make trouble and bring down South China, the most they will do is vent their anger. Sugar will still be sold.
Since the sugarcane farmers have luck in their hearts, they will not be determined to take action. People in South China can deal with it as long as they have a little adaptability. On the contrary, the group of sugar boilers in Linzhuang have nothing now, and they got his guarantee and started to work.
There will be no scruples. But the other party has the escort agency and hundreds of employees, so it is hard to say how effective it will be. However, once an incident occurs and there are casualties, it will be enough to make South China very anxious.
This alone was not enough to put Huanan to death. Unfortunately, Huanan's financial situation was still unclear. Zhu Sanye drank cup after cup of fermented tea, but still could not think of a suitable solution.
Looking at his sixth aunt who was busy serving him, an idea suddenly came to him.
The Sixth Aunt is the sister of Gu Dachun, his most popular brother at sea. Gu Dachun is the leader of a small group of pirates nearby. Pirates are actually a group headed by the Gu family and composed of relatives and fellow villagers.
, with three or four boats and seventy or eighty people, they usually fished and did small businesses along the coast. When they saw an opportunity, they also robbed passing merchant ships and coastal villages.