Red Chamber: Bring Xue Baochai home at the beginning

Chapter 145 There is nothing new in the world

Although Gouzi has followed Feng Yibo for many years, he has experienced overseas for a while.

But after all, he is a young man under the age of 20.

Many times, looking at the problem is still superficial.

Hearing his question, Feng Yibo shook his head with a smile, and said:

"If there are too many, it will be boring."

Feng Yibo was very satisfied that Gouzi could wait until now to ask.

This shows that he already has some capital, and what he lacks is experience.

But Gouzi didn't understand what he said, so he could only frown and say:
"These woods can't be used for building or repairing ships. Ordinary wood is enough for us to build a house over there."

Speaking of this, he raised his eyes to Feng Yibo, and expressed his doubts.

"Since you can sell money here, why don't you ship more here?"

The main business model of this era is to sell what you lack.

The emphasis is on honesty, not gimmicks.

So Gouzi didn't understand, so he can't be blamed.

Thinking of this, Feng Yibo decided to teach him a lesson, and asked with a smile:

"Since no one is robbing us of this business, why should we rush to get lucky?"

Gouzi still didn't understand what he meant, he tilted his head in thought for a moment, and asked:

"The supply is in short supply now, shouldn't it be more luck?"

This is common business thinking, I will give you as much as you want.

Feng Yibo shook his head when he heard the words, and said:

"What I want is in short supply."

Gouzi was taken aback for a moment, and asked with an incredulous look on his face:

"The demand exceeds supply?"

Feng Yibo nodded first, and asked:
"You're going to be full, do you still think food is worth money?"

Gouzi thought for a while and nodded.

Feng Yibo was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had underestimated the value of food in this era.

After pondering for a moment, he asked again:
"If you can't get enough to eat every meal, don't you think food is more precious?"

Gouzi nodded again.

But this is nonsense.

It's just that Feng Yibo doesn't have a better metaphor for the time being.

What he wanted to say was hunger marketing.

But hunger in this era is real.

So he could only talk to himself and continued:
"This hunger is what I want."

"sense of hunger?"

Gouzi felt that he understood a little bit, but there was always a layer of window paper missing.

Seeing that he was still a little ignorant, Feng Yibo no longer played tricks.

He simply explained directly:

"If we ship a lot, and the supply equals the demand, or the supply exceeds the demand, then how can we show that our wood is hard-won?"

At this moment, Gouzi already understood what Feng Yibo meant.

That feeling is on the lips!

At this time, Feng Yibo asked again:
"Let me ask you, why is our wood more expensive than others now?"

Gouzi didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Because it's good!"

Feng Yibo shook his head and said:
"It's good on the one hand, and on the other hand it's because... less!"

Gouzi blurted out, "Rare things are more expensive?"

Seeing his expression, Feng Yibo knew that he understood what he meant.

"That's right, no matter how good something is, it won't be that valuable once it gets flooded."

"So, you mean..."

The last layer of window paper was finally pierced, and Gouzi couldn't help blurting out, "Hoarding?"

"Forehead?"

Feng Yibo was taken aback for a moment, then thought of a sentence.

There is nothing new in the world, new raindrops and old eaves every year.

Obviously, what he always wanted to tell Gouzi was hunger marketing.

But what Gouzi finally understood was hoarding.

Hunger marketing is the modern name.

Isn't this kind of technique called hoarding in ancient times?

Although there are some differences, the overall idea is definitely not bad.

It's just new wine in old bottles.

After thinking this through, Feng Yibo nodded.

"Yes, that's what it means."

Gouzi was recognized, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said excitedly:
"Currently we are the only ones who ship timber back overseas, so we can bring back as much as we want, and we can set a price as much as we want..."

Feng Yibo nodded his head in relief, and was about to say a few more words.

But Gouzi said again: "If someone else pulls back, we will send a boat to intercept him!"

Speaking of this, he smiled ferociously and said:
"Above the East China Sea, no one is our opponent except the navy!"

That's all humility.

Simply comparing combat effectiveness, the navy is not necessarily an opponent.

Although the navy is better than the guards, but the combat effectiveness is the same.

It is stronger than other fleets at sea, mainly because of its equipment.

But the organizational ability, combat effectiveness after boarding, etc., are actually very average.

But Gouzi feels that it is not as good as the Great Wei Navy, and it is more of a psychological factor.

Although most of his subordinates have seen blood, all they killed were Japanese pirates and traitors.

After all, unless forced to a certain extent, no one wants to bear the reputation of rebellion.

Therefore, no matter how strong the fighting power is, the regular army will be weaker by three points.

"Don't always think about fighting and killing. Didn't I say, let's use our brains more?"

Hearing Gouzi's words, Feng Yibo couldn't laugh or cry, waved his hands and said:
"Unless there is something about the righteousness of the family and the country, such as Japanese pirates."

"Or when you encounter something that endangers you, such as that family."

He didn't mention the Zhen family, but replaced it with that one.

After all, it is at the pier, so avoid being heard by interested people.

"Of course, his family is also involved with Japanese pirates, and it cannot be resolved through ordinary channels."

"As for other situations, those who can use their brains, don't kill them easily."

Seeing Gouzi nodding repeatedly, Feng Yibo stopped nagging.

Instead, he explained:
"Unless some prince competes with us for business, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop at Jinmen."

Jinmen can be regarded as the domain of the Feng family, and this business is backed by the Ningrong Second Mansion.

And the current sales are mainly from various families.

Unless you can suppress the four kings and eight males, others will not be able to do what they want.

Feng Yibo didn't explain this, but continued to tell Gouzi about business.

"As long as we can maintain a monopoly, the best thing is not that supply equals demand, nor that supply exceeds demand, but that supply exceeds demand."

"No one will cherish what you get easily."

Speaking of this, Feng Yibo also pointedly said:
"Not just business, but everything else as well."

This is just passing by, the topic is still how to do business.

"The harder it is to get, the more you want to get it. This is the normal psychology of people."

Feng Yibo patted Gouzi on the shoulder, said with a smile:
"When we do business, we want to grasp the various psychology of people."

Seeing Gouzi's puzzled expression, he patiently said:
"For example, if our wood is kept in short supply, it will not only improve a certain style, but also let more people know the scarcity of these woods."

Speaking of this, it inevitably reminded him of the luxury goods in his previous life.

Especially overseas luxury goods, in the country's attention.

At that moment, he sighed a little angrily, and said:
"People who buy it will have a sense of superiority. Slowly, they can even use this to show off to others."

"what?"

Gouzi looked puzzled, and said in disbelief:

"Using a piece of wood, can you still use it to give you a sense of superiority?"

"Hehe, what is this?"

Feng Yibo sneered with a "rare and strange" expression, and said:

"One day, being able to use our wood will become a symbol of their noble status."

"Even, let them be proud of it."

Speaking of this, Feng Yibo said seriously:
"If that's the case, even if we use our wood to make a coffin, they will all scramble to lie in it!"

Although this is a joke, it is not necessarily a joke.

Gouzi thought about it seriously.

The previous ones can still understand a little bit, but now the more I talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes

It confuses him.

For a moment, it was inevitable that he said in frustration: "What the little master said is getting more and more complicated."

"If I had known I was the same as Mengzi, how good would it be to help the little master train soldiers?"

"Hahahaha!"

Feng Yibo couldn't help laughing when he heard that, but he didn't continue joking.

Gouzi was dizzy by the words, and left Feng's mansion just like that.

For the wood after that, it is natural to follow what Feng Yibo said.

In fact, there is another point that Feng Yibo didn't say clearly.

This timber business is not very profitable for overseas businesses.

Even, it is not worth investing too much manpower and material resources at all.

But for Feng Yibo, it is indispensable.

If there is no such deal, he may have to do it next year.

Only then will we know that such a change has taken place in Liuqiu's rights structure.

And because of this deal.

In only one or two months, he can receive news from overseas once.

So, this lumber business.

In addition to being able to spread out a network of relationships in the capital.

It is also a channel for regular communication between him and Liuqiu.

Gouzi here is on his way home, and Feng Yibo is going to a banquet again in the evening.

As soon as he arrived at the Zhuangyuan Building, Liu Zheng greeted him.

"Congratulations, brother Haoran has reached the fifth rank! Congratulations!"

At the last court meeting, Liu Zheng was named and praised by Zhang Songyue again.

This time, it's not just words.

Instead, he was successfully promoted to be the fifth-rank Dali Temple Yousi Chancellor.

He also served as a member of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs Uiro.

Neither position has low authority.

The Ministry of Punishment, Lantai Temple, and Dali Temple were combined into the "Three Legal Departments".

Among them, the Ministry of Punishment received the name of punishment from all over the world, Lantai Temple was in charge of picketing, and Dali Temple was in charge of refutation.

The translation is:

The Ministry of Punishment is the highest judicial organ.

Lantai Temple is the highest supervisory organ.

Dali Temple is a judicial review institution.

Among these three departments, Dali Temple has always been Zhang Songyue's private plot.

It is not surprising that Liu Zheng can go in.

However, as Uiro, a member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the signal to release is not so simple.

Feng Yibo asked Li Shouzhong that day, but he didn't have a clear answer.

Recently, the situation between North Korea and China has changed again, and the party struggle is very fierce.

In particular, Zhang Song made frequent moves to attack the old party in various ways.

The Supreme Emperor has become less and less involved in political affairs, and the old party has become more passive.

Therefore, the master and apprentice can only guess.

The position of Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, may be the beginning of concessions by the old party.

It may even be the beginning of the criminal department's fall to Zhang Songyue.

Of course, apart from Liu Zheng, there were no other members of Zhang Songyue in the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

So I can't tell for a while.

"Hahaha! Yibo, don't laugh at me. After so long, Brother Wei has finally caught up with you."

Although a few days had passed, the corners of Liu Zheng's mouth still turned up when he heard Feng Yibo's congratulations.

At this time, Yang Mingxin also arrived. Hearing the greetings of the two, he stepped forward and said:

"Both you and Yibo have reached the fifth rank, only brother is still suffering in the Imperial Academy."

Although the three were officials in the same dynasty, they didn't get together for a while.

This time, it was only after Liu Zheng was promoted, to show his difference from others.

Yang Mingxin nagged with a sad face, looked at the two of them again, and changed the subject:

"In the future when the two of you ascend the court to pay homage to the prime minister, don't forget to support and become brothers."

Having said that, he shook his head again, put on a flattering smile, and said:
"No, it's under the support door."

As expected, Yang Mingxin was still the same, and he spoke humorously.

Seeing his appearance, Liu Zheng and Feng Yibo couldn't help clapping their hands and laughing:
"Hahahaha!"

Feng Yibo also jokingly said: "Brother Xinmin, if he really behaved like this, he might have been promoted several ranks long ago, why bother to worship under Brother Haoran."

This remark was originally to praise Yang Mingxin, saying that he does not cling to the powerful.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ming was suffocated in his speech, and then said with a wry smile:

"Where did Yibo know my suffering, even if he wanted to worship, no one would accept me."

Hearing this, Liu Zheng pulled up his sleeve and pulled it in, saying:
"Brother Xinmin is second in the list, why belittle yourself, go for a walk, go in and drink!"

"I'm just self-aware."

Yang Mingxin shook his head as he walked, feeling somewhat disappointed.

"Compared to you, I am too old. Who wouldn't seek a young disciple like you?"

"With Mei Hanlin and Zhuyu in front, I can survive to the degree of a bachelor, which is the limit!"

After speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he put away his sorrow and waved his hand and said:
"I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore, it will lose my usual open-mindedness."

The two looked at each other, Feng Yibo hesitated and said:

"Brother Xinmin, I don't know if I should say something or not?"

"Ok?"

Yang Ming stopped in his tracks, waiting for Feng Yibo's words.

He said quietly: "You have never been open-minded before."

"hiss!"

Yang Mingxin took a deep breath, and before he could speak, Liu Zheng nodded and agreed:

"And no heart."

Yang Mingxin immediately bared his teeth, pointed at the two of them, and said:

"Damn it, you two dog officers are mocking me?"

Seeing this, Liu Zheng immediately showed relief, saying:
"By the way, being so unruly is what you always look like."

Feng Yibo also nodded, and echoed:

"It's worthy of the second place in the list, 'Laughing and cursing, everything becomes an article', that's what Brother Xinmin looks like."

Yang Mingxin looked at the two of them suspiciously, and said, "So in your hearts, I am as powerful as Mr. Dongpo?"

"Laughing and cursing are all articles", from the poem of Su Shi's apprentice Huang Tingjian.

The name of the poem is one of "Three Poems of Mr. Dongpo's True Praise".

Does it sound like flattery?

However, Feng Yibo's quotation is naturally not flattering Yang Mingxin.

Instead, he mocked Yang Mingxin and cursed as soon as he opened his mouth.

In the end, Yang Mingxin took it as a compliment and accepted it all.

These shameless actions can be regarded as gaining Liu Zheng and Feng Yibo's knowledge.

I couldn't help laughing out loud for a moment: "Hahahaha!"

A lot of jokes are like that.

It takes a certain threshold to understand.

In addition to the older age group.

All three of them were first-class Jinshi, with similar identities.

They are all highly educated people, and they can understand everything.

It's the same department, and it was once a colleague.

Can quickly receive the points thrown by the other party, and the tacit understanding between them is extraordinary.

In such a situation, it is really difficult not to become a confidant.

The three of them entered the private room of the Zhuangyuan building and joked more wantonly.

The host and guest enjoyed themselves for a while.

(End of this chapter)