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"Manager Zhao is a smart man, so you shouldn't need to say more, His Highness, right?"

In the granary, Zhao Dafu quickly lowered his head and responded.

"The villain understands, the villain understands."

Seeing Zhao Dafu's knowledgeable look, Qin Ming looked even more satisfied.

This prince status is very convenient.

If Qin Ming had another identity, it might be really difficult to explain the appearance of these rice.

But now that he is the prince, who dares to say more?

No matter how high the quality of this rice is, who would question it in the face of the identity of Prince Qin Ming?

Zhao Dafu didn't even dare to ask, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing so much rice in front of him, Zhao Dafu felt extremely hot in his heart.

Although the amount of these precious rice is far less than the amount of grain he brought.

But the price has increased countless times!

Moreover, if this precious rice could be sold under the guise of "tribute rice" under the banner of His Highness the Sixth Prince, the price would be dozens of times higher!

If he sells all the precious rice in front of him...

Even if all he profited from was a small head!

His losses this time will be fully compensated!

Taking this opportunity, he can also get to know many merchants and make the name of Wanfu Chamber of Commerce famous!

This was only the first transaction with His Highness the Sixth Prince, and Zhao Dafu was already deeply aware of it.

The Sixth Prince in front of him is definitely someone who can lead the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce to great success!

His expression became more respectful.

Secretly sighing, can I only say that he is worthy of being a prince?

Being able to establish a relationship with the royal family, the development of my Wanfu Chamber of Commerce is just around the corner!

"I will do my best to serve His Highness the Sixth Prince!"

"No second thoughts!"

Looking at Zhao Dafu's reaction in front of him, Qin Ming nodded.

As if he remembered something, he casually clicked in the corner of the granary.

"There is another barrel there. You can take it with you. I will give you half of the profit. The rest will be converted into supplies and shipped here."

Half a percent?

Zhao Dafu's expression did not change, but his heart suddenly shrank.

The price for such a quantity of precious rice is not low.

But there is only half a level of profit, and after deducting what he spent before...

In fact, he had very little to earn.

After all his busy work, he could hardly make much money.

For businessmen, if they don't make money, they are almost losing money.

But Zhao Dafu didn't show it, he still nodded and bowed with a smile on his face.

In order to be able to embrace the Sixth Prince, let alone make money!

Even if he loses money, he will try his best to put it in!

Hear the corner of the granary that Qin Ming pointed to.

He didn't dare to slack off at all and walked over quickly.

In order to show off in front of Qin Ming, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and struggled to lift the barrel.

Zhao Dafu almost couldn't carry it.

A few steps away, sweat was pouring from Zhao Dafu's head.

After struggling to put the barrel down, Zhao Dafu finally couldn't help but lift the lid.

What exactly is inside? Why is it so heavy?

As soon as you open it, the snow-white color comes into view.

There was a clang, and Zhao Dafu was so frightened that he stepped back step by step.

The wooden cover fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled around and fell at Qin Ming's feet.

Zhao Dafu's voice changed.

"Your Highness Sixth?! This! Where are you from?"

Inside the wooden barrel, there were astonishingly fine and white salt grains as fine as grains of sand!

"Fine salt?!"

Zhao Dafu's eyes at this time were already attracted by the bucket of fine salt.

It's hard to look away.

An exclamation escaped his lips.

He also plans to touch and taste Jimi.

After seeing the fine salt, he couldn't help but back away as if he had seen something horrifying.

He naturally knows salt.

This time when he came to Jinsha City, he bought a lot of coarse salt.

I plan to let ordinary people in Lingnan see this rare thing.

Coarse salt is not convenient to make, and it can only be purchased from specific salt merchants!

And that’s just kosher salt!

What is in the wooden barrel in front of me is not comparable to coarse salt!

Such fine and crystal clear salt grains almost reflect light!

How beautiful!

But Zhao Dafu knows that the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are!

Such fine salt like snowflakes made his hair stand on end almost instantly!

The sense of crisis spread in my heart instantly!

The Great Yan Dynasty’s punishment for selling illegal salt was not low!

Once discovered, if the circumstances are serious, it will definitely be a capital crime of beheading!

That's still regular kosher salt.

He has never seen such fine salt!

Are these grains of salt like fine snow really something that their Great Yan Dynasty can produce?

I'm afraid even Your Majesty has never tasted such fine salt, right?

Zhao Dafu swallowed hard and looked at Qin Ming on the verge of tears.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince...this! Isn't this okay?"

He looked at the quality of the fine salt and asked him to find a way to sell it.

Doesn't this mean he will die? !

His Highness, the Sixth Prince, why did he take out something casually? They were all tributes from the royal family!

How can ordinary people afford these things? !

Qin Ming clicked his tongue lightly, indicating something.

"It's not easy to sell in our country of Great Yan. Maybe there are people around here in Lingnan who are vying for it?"

Zhao Dafu's face was dull.

He stammered, "What does His Highness the Sixth Prince mean...?"

Qin Ming said nothing, but looked at him sideways, with an unmistakable look in his eyes.

Zhao Dafu finally realized the seriousness of the matter at this time.

He cried sadly, "Your Highness Sixth? The common people just want to do a good business!"

If this was selling salt, it would be a dead end if caught!

Especially, what is sold is such precious fine salt!

No matter what the quality is, it is hundreds of times better than the coarse salt he bought!

Such a bucket is worth more than a thousand gold!

If this can be sold, the half percent profit will be enough for him to make a lot of money!

"No! Absolutely not!"

Zhao Dafu shook his head crazily, how could he be so tempted?

Moreover, what he didn't expect the most was.

Where did the Sixth Prince get the fine salt?

You can't just keep the fine salt presented to His Majesty, right?

Is the Sixth Prince so courageous?

Qin Ming stepped forward, held a handful of fine salt, and sprinkled it little by little in the air.

Of course Qin Ming knew the value of this fine salt.

The quality of the fine salt he has in his hands now is even better than the tribute salt used in the palace!

"What? Manager Zhao is worried?"

"Hehehe, Manager Zhao can relax a little more."

"In Lingnan, your safety is completely under the control of His Highness!"

"My Highness lets you live, who can let you die?"

Zhao Dafu felt a chill in his heart.

He quickly realized what Qin Ming meant.

If he trades in Lingnan, Qin Ming will keep him safe.

If there were no risks, selling salt would be a very profitable business!

What's more, he doesn't even need to contribute!

Zhao Dafu looked hesitant.

Qin Ming noticed Zhao Dafu's wavering and said calmly.

"This Lingnan is the place where you, Zhao Dafu, can take off!"