Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 18: There is an uprising. Is this it?

A small episode in life did not have any impact on Zhao He.

He continued to live like this, occasionally seeing Cao Lang on Chonghe Street, but he was very vigilant not to bring Su Xiaomei, for fear that someone would miss him.

This morning, the merchant came to give money, and Zhao He obviously felt a lot lighter.

It was only about [-] or [-] guan, usually [-] or [-] guan, and the most I received was even [-] guan.

Zhao He asked doubtfully: "Isn't the business good yesterday?"

The vendor sighed and said, "Lang Jun, you don't know. Yesterday, more than a dozen stores were closed. We inquired and found that they all went to the Zhouqiao Night Market next door. It is estimated that we will have to walk a little more today. "

"But don't worry, young man, you let me earn my money. Although we are businessmen, we also value friendship and will never be like those people!"

Zhao He nodded and thought about it in his mind.

Two days later, about [-] of the [-] shops on Chonghe Street have been moved away, leaving about [-] shops left. The business is still booming, but the flow of people is obviously diverted by the Zhouqiao Night Market.

It was obvious that it was the people from Fan Lou who took action.

It's not easy to threaten, so just poach people directly.

Zhao He didn't feel so uncomfortable about being betrayed. Everyone in the world wanted to benefit, and people gave him a lot of money.

Moreover, barbecue, fried skewers and some snacks are called snacks precisely because their preparation is simple and easy to imitate, which is very different from those breakfast items such as steamed buns and shaomai.

Even if they stick to the recipe, it won't take long for it to spread.

Therefore, at this time, something irreplaceable is needed!

"For the remaining neighbors, please call them over for me. Just tell them about the group training and gather at my house after the morning market."

The merchant's eyes lit up: "Is it possible that Mr. Xiao Lang has something to do?"

Zhao He smiled and said: "The morning market is about to start, I have to go and get busy."

After the morning market ended, about fifty strong men gathered at Zhao He's house.

Every strong man had a look of expectation on his face.

Seeing Zhao He, everyone shouted together: "Be bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!"

The sound was a bit loud, which frightened Fan Zhongyan who was opposite him.

Is this guy going to revolt?
Fan Zhongyan hurried over and was relieved when he saw that they were doing group training.

Zhao He was a little panicked when he saw this.

With this momentum, if he is not suspected, who will be?

Seeing this, Zhao He asked Fan Zhongyan at the door: "Mr. Fan, can I borrow your table?"

Classes are out today, and the tables in Fan Zhongyan's private school are of no use.

When the latter heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Call me old man when you need it, and call me old man when you don't need it, right?"

Zhao He said awkwardly: "I'm afraid that if I continue talking like this, I will attract officers and soldiers."

Fan Zhongyan snorted angrily: "Move there."

Soon, everyone moved the table back, and Fan Zhongyan also took a chair to the side, more interested in Zhao He's speech.

Seeing everyone sitting down, looking like students, Zhao He also breathed a sigh of relief. Although this was more like a pyramid scheme, it was not breakfast after all.

"Let me start by saying that we are a formal and legal enterprise."

Everyone said with great momentum: "That's right! Formal and legal!"

Fan Zhongyan on the side looked at this scene and was deeply shocked.

This kid is extraordinary!

"So we try not to have behavioral conflicts with other people. No matter how fierce it is, we try not to fight in groups. Single fights and group fights are two different things. You may not be able to get in if you fight alone, but you will definitely be caught if you fight in a group. Do you understand?"

"understood!"

Zhao He coughed lightly: "Let me tell you one more thing. You don't need to respond so loudly. I believe that the cohesion of our team is very strong. The main reason is that others will suspect that we are going to rebel."

"understood!"

Zhao He was a little helpless, but he no longer forced it. After all, he spoke in a way that was almost a pyramid scheme brainwashing from the beginning. Especially after these traders saw the huge changes, they would identify more with Zhao He.

"We do business on Chonghe Street just to make a living and survive."

"With our hard work, we made money and saw the dawn of life."

"But now, the Zhouqiao Night Market is targeting us, and Fan Lou wants to join in the fun!"

"What should we do!" Everyone suddenly became angry: "Then fight!"

"Kill them to death!"

"Fuck him!"

I am Nima.
Brothers, don’t do this. If you do this again, my head will be gone!
"can not fight!"

Everyone was stunned immediately.

The atmosphere has been heightened to this point. Are you telling us this?

Zhao He coughed lightly and then said: "Everyone is here to make money, and businessmen doing it is the worst method. We should rely on wisdom!"

wisdom?

If they had taken the imperial examination earlier, how could they survive as hawkers?
Zhao He said slowly: "What I mean is that Fan Lou is now going to dig deep and poach our people, so we should also have corresponding countermeasures."

"Xiao Langjun, is it possible that we also poach their people?"

Zhao He shook his head: "This is not feasible. We don't have Fan Lou's resources, so there is definitely nothing we can do."

"Everyone, what did Fan Lou rely on to gain a foothold in Bianjing?"

Everyone heard the words and began to meditate.

"Beautiful shopkeeper?"

"Accompaniment girl?"

"Hot dancer?"

"Brother Zhao and Brother Wang, you will stay here later and we will discuss it in detail."

Zhao He coughed lightly: "Of course it's the stir-fried vegetables!"

Everyone present suddenly became enlightened.

"Xiao Langjun means that we also make stir-fries to disgust them?"

As soon as these words came out, some people immediately shook their heads.

"We can only disgust ourselves by doing that, right?"

"It's too difficult. If I could do it, Fan Lou would have been a cook."

"Yes, the key is that what we fry has a completely different flavor from what others fry. We can't even eat it ourselves, let alone sell it?"

When Fan Zhongyan heard this, he also nodded. There are few cooks who are good at cooking. When he was the Prime Minister, he only ate it once or twice for entertainment. The taste was really wonderful.

It's a pity that it's too expensive. He has been frugal in his life. Although he is a husband, he can't afford every meal.

Looking at the posture, Zhao He is interested in cooking?
Hearing this, Zhao He pondered slightly.

In the Song Dynasty, not everyone could afford stir-fried vegetables. Most people usually ate stewed vegetables and boiled vegetables, and stir-fried vegetables were only available in some large restaurants.

Just like Fan Lou, it is famous for its stir-fry dishes, and one stir-fry dish costs several thousand dollars.

Of course it's not worth that much, but after all, it's eaten by rich and famous people, so high-end places are naturally expensive.

"It's actually not difficult when it comes to cooking."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was surprised, isn't it difficult?
They immediately thought that Zhao He had come up with so many tricks recently, which they had never heard of. If so, he might also be able to cook!
"Young Master, are you going to teach us?"

Zhao He smiled and nodded: "During this period, many merchants have left. I know they are doing it for profit, but I see a more precious quality in you, loyalty!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately trembled and felt very proud in their hearts.

"That's natural!"

"When we go out to do business, we are all about loyalty!"

Zhao He continued: "I can trust you all, so I will teach you the cooking methods to resist Fan Lou's targeting."

"We are all ordinary people, but we should not be stepped on!"

"They are targeting us, should we just accept this? No!"

"We have to fight back and let them know that we are not easy to bully!"

"Princes, generals and ministers."

Zhao He almost blurted out, and quickly blocked his mouth. It almost became a rebellion.

Everyone stood up solemnly, raised their arms and shouted.

"Bigger and stronger, create greater glories!"

(End of this chapter)