Water Margin people

Chapter 94

"Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty, please calm down. This is indeed middle-grade salt. The top-grade refined salt is available every year. It needs to be offered to the royal family. The salt supervisor is very strict every year, and we can't pour it out."

The old shopkeeper fell to his knees in fright and said.

"Oh, you have salt supervision and dare to sell smuggled salt?"

Sun Lei narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Your Majesty does not know that salt has been boiled in this coastal area for a long time, and the salt supervision is very strict. The price of salt given is too low. I have no choice but to secretly seize some salt and sell it privately, as long as it is not the highest quality refined salt. , there is still a lot of middle-grade and low-grade salt left.”

The old shopkeeper explained that the boiled salt industry is actually the same as farming, which is squeezed layer by layer. The boiled salt can only be sold to the salt inspector and designated salt merchants, and the price of salt is determined by the salt inspector. Under the circumstances, the shipping price was extremely suppressed, which made the merchants who cooked salt had to take risks and sell salt.

"Your salt is not in good condition. Look at my silver. It's white and shiny snowflake silver. What if I take that dirty silver?"

Sun Lei looked at the old shopkeeper, holding a handful of snowflake silver in his hand. The gleaming silver ingots dazzled the eyes, and the quality of the silver also determined its value.

"Your Majesty wants it, so give it twenty dollars!"

The old shopkeeper knew that Sun Lei was lowering the price, so he could only make a concession. Although the profit was a little less, he could save his capital and life after all.

"How much is your local purchase price for this salt?"

Sun Lei threw a few ingots of silver in his hand on the table and asked.

"The price given by the Yanjian is eighteen cash."

The old shopkeeper didn't dare to lie and had to answer.

"Eighteen coins from the Yanjian? You sell me twenty coins?"

Sun Lei rubbed his chin thinking.

"You old man, do you want to die, how dare you earn money from grandpas?"

Ruan Xiaowu took off the crocodile claw on his waist and slapped it on the table to stare at the old shopkeeper. The old man dared to quote a false price, he really wanted to die.

"Fifth brother, let me peel off the old boy's skin and sink to the bottom of the water to feed the bastard!"

Ruan Xiaoqi took out the fish-removing knife and stabbed it on the table.

Ruan Xiaoer looked at the old shopkeeper and said nothing.

"Hey! Don't get excited. Twenty Wen is only twenty Wen. They sent it all the way, and they should give you some money for running errands."

Sun Lei waved his hand to stop Ruan Xiaowu and Ruan Xiaoqi.

"Okay, twenty Wen is twenty Wen. Remember, in the future, you can ship me any medium-grade salt. I want as much as I want. I will pay two Wen higher per catty than the salt supervisor!"

Sun Lei nodded to Zhu Gui, and Zhu Gui quickly took out 400 taels of silver from the box and stacked them neatly on the table.

"Let's count the points."

Sun Lei looked at the old shopkeeper and said.

"No points! No points!"

The old shopkeeper hurriedly took out a cloth wrapped silver from his waist, he could see clearly when Zhu Gui put the silver just now, 400 taels was not a lot.

"In the future, remember to bring good salt to me. I have always been very smart about money."

Sun Lei looked at the old shopkeeper and said.

"This... I will discuss it with my master when I go back."

The old shopkeeper didn't dare to agree, after all, Sun Lei's status was too special, if he stuck to it, it might be ransacking his family and exterminating his family.

"No need to discuss, you sell me salt, and I will give you money, what is there to discuss?"

Sun Lei said with a smile.

The old shopkeeper's face froze, and the hand that was holding the money suddenly became stiff. This money is not easy to handle. Once you take it, you will have something to do with Sun Lei. He knows the meaning of Sun Lei's words very well. Yanlai will not only look for trouble, but also spread the word, and they will still be unable to escape.

"You understand what I mean, go back and convey it well. As long as you continue to send salt, no one will know about it."

Seeing the old shopkeeper's sluggish movements, Sun Lei knew that he already understood.

"Your Majesty, the person you offended is Gao Taiwei, but he is a celebrity around the emperor. We really dare not provoke him!"

The old shopkeeper summoned up his courage and said that although they were in a remote place, they had heard about Gao Qiu. He was a rascal who held grudges the most. Sun Lei killed Gao Yanei, how could Gao Qiu let it go.

"You don't need to worry about this, you just need to send the salt secretly, and the rest will not involve you."

Sun Lei knew what the old manager was worried about, so he waved his hands as if one person was doing things and the other was in charge.

"You old bastard, my brother is such a man of genius, he can even come out of Tokyo city, who can stop him, no matter how much you talk about, no one else needs to do it, I will take someone to your village to borrow some money and food!"

Ruan Xiaoqi patted the table and looked at the old shopkeeper and said threateningly, the old man believed that they would be wiped out by Gao Lian.

"The villain dare not! Don't dare!"

The old shopkeeper was really afraid that Ruan Xiaoqi, a violent and thieves, would kill him if he disagreed with him.

The boatload of salt was soon unloaded, the old shopkeeper didn't dare to keep more, took the silver and left by boat, the only thing that made him lucky this time was that Sun Lei was more trustworthy and really gave the money, although the price was lower , but what he got was real money. Wang Lun was not so straightforward before, and every time he used all kinds of excuses to delay the payment.

"Brother, what do we need so much salt for? We can't finish it."

Ruan Xiaoqi looked at the sacks of salt, this thing is usually expensive, but it is useless if there is too much, and he only eats a little salt a day.

"Sell it, didn't you say it last time, we want to do long-term business, this salt is good!"

Sun Lei patted those sacks and said.

"Brother, how do you sell this salt? Do we push carts to sell in villages and towns?"

Ruan Xiaoer and Ruan Xiaowu also became worried. Salt must be easy to sell, but how to sell it is another problem. They have no way to open a store in the city to sell salt. The identity of a bandit is not allowed.

"That's a problem!"

Sun Lei was asked all of a sudden, how can he sell it? This is indeed a troublesome matter. So many salt sales channels are a big problem. Wang Lun can sell it in large quantities to the Jeju government, but he can't. He offended Gao Qi's wanted criminal Even if the governor of Jeju had a hundred guts, he would not dare to offend Gao Qiu.

"Brother, why don't you sell it at the Lijiadaokou Hotel first, where is the main road for travel, the sale of salt is not slow, and when the news spreads slowly, the market will be opened."

Zhu Gui said, he is the most suitable for this job.

"Well, that's it for now, but how much does it cost per catty!"

Sun Lei nodded and looked at Zhu Gui again, Zhu Gui knew better about this business.

"The quality of this salt is actually not bad. It can be sold as middle-grade salt. Now the middle-grade salt in Beijing East and West Road is about 34 yuan a catty. If we sell private salt, it is more appropriate to set it at [-] yuan a catty."

Zhu Gui clasped his fists at Sun Lei and said, the price of this private salt is naturally not higher than that of official salt, otherwise it will not be sold at all, and the price difference of Siwen is attractive enough.

"Damn it, just change hands for a catty and earn ten pennies? Can a boatload of salt make a net profit of two hundred pennies?"

Sun Lei was shocked by this lucrative business. This is just a boatload of salt. If the scale can be expanded, the profit will be much higher than that of robbing houses. Which households in the eight hundred miles of water will get less salt?
The three brothers of the Ruan family were in disbelief when they heard that the salt could earn two hundred guan. If they were fishing normally, the three brothers would not earn a hundred guan in a year.

"Zhu Gui, I will sell this salt to you, do it well!"

Sun Lei patted those salt bags, looking at the white salt inside, he suddenly felt like a gangster brother directing his younger brother to sell white powder.

(End of this chapter)