From childhood to adulthood, Chen Xiansong never thought that salt was strange. It was an ordinary seasoning. On the contrary, he was more interested in seasonings such as star anise and fennel. But now he carefully recalled history books and found that before the civilization era, many people had died because of salt.

Therefore, Zelonger's crazy expression is not surprising, it is just a cycle of history. One of the two most profitable businesses in human history is now in front of you. If any other noble or lord would have performed like this.

"That won't be true, Mr. Zelonger, the formula is our president. You are just a guardian." The vice president walked slowly from outside. After all, he is a middle-aged and elderly person, and his body is not as good as a young man like Zelonger. He walks naturally slower: "I don't think the June 4th division is very fair. In the July 3rd, our association also wants to make money."

"No, Qisan, be a beggar." Zelonger slapped the table angrily, and the momentum of being in a high position for a long time gushed out: "We can only divide 30% of our efforts. It's too little, so it won't work!"

"What is most lacking in this world is not coolie, but knowledge." The vice president refused to give in to Zelonger's aristocratic aura: "Qi San is already taking good care of you. Our Soul Thinker Association has a recipe. It's okay for anyone to cooperate with, so why bother to find the city lord's mansion."

"Who else can you find besides us?" Zelonger smiled sinisterly, with a very cunning expression: "The nearby mines are under the control of our City Lord's Mansion. If we don't agree, even if you have the recipe, you can't go back to refine them. The most important thing is that now our City Lord's Mansion knows about this matter. If there are any other knowledge, they will die. Why don't you understand such a simple thing, Vice President?"

"Do your father know that you are so arrogant?" The vice president sneered and said, "When did our Soul Thinker Association be so threatened by someone so much that even your father dared to do, you dare to say it casually. It's really better than the blue one."

"I have always respected the Soul Thinker Association. For the sake of the safety of the formula, I will kill those who know the secret. Isn't this helping the association to do things? Why did you threaten the association?" Zelonger suddenly calmed down: "Besides, my father was staying at the checkpoints, and now I am fully responsible for the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion. I represent my father's will. You should be glad that I am standing here now. If it were my father standing here, he would not be so easy to talk to."

"No matter how hard a person is, facing a soul-thinking person and a sun god servant, you have to restrain your temper." The vice president laughed and seemed confident: "Qi San, I really take good care of you. In fact, the president can also cooperate with the Sun Temple. I think it should not be difficult to have Ms. Bai Min and Ms. Bai Qianxin."

This is actually the vice president who is talking nonsense. However, it is also a common method in negotiations.

Zelonger glanced at Bai Min, and saw that her face was expressionless, he hesitated for a moment. Then he sneered: "Not to mention whether the Sun Temple can look at those salt mountains, aren't you afraid that they will throw you aside if they take the salt recipe? Then everything will be empty, and you will regret it."

The vice president continued to laugh and said, "The Sun Temple has always been very credible, and I never believed they would do such a thing."

After all, the vice president is a full-time businessman and has rich experience in trading negotiations with others. Zelonger is an opponent. He looked at Chen Xiansong and decided to change the offensive route: "Do you have no opinion where you have been sitting and not talking?"

Chen Xiansong was pouring himself a cup of clear water, and laughed at him and said, "Business negotiations are not my strength, nor are they my duty. I have always believed that professional matters should be handed over to professionals. Our association's big and small businesses are managed by the vice president, and I want to trust his business vision."

"Cunning." Zelonger gritted his teeth and said two words hatred.

"Exceeded." Chen Xiansong smiled narrowly, then took a sip of water and continued to enjoy Bai Min's gentle and comfortable massage.

The vice president was even happier when he heard the conversation between the two. As a subordinate, what else is there to be happier than the trust of his superiors? Besides, Chen Xiansong is obviously a very talented president. Now he can even make salt. If you follow him to do things, I believe you will gain more in the future.

"Your Excellency Zelonger, you can go back and consider it first." The vice president decided to approach the other party: "But you only have two days. After that, we will find other suitable partners. You must know that in this world, opportunities are not available at all times."

Zelonger gasped and stared at the vice president with some resentment. One percent of the profit was not much, but if it was really like Chen Xiansong said that he could produce 1,000 kilograms of snow salt per day, then one percent would be 100 kilograms. Even if it was sold at the lowest price of two gold coins per kilogram, that is to say, if one percent is missing, the city lord would have to collect 200 less gold coins every day.

Two hundred gold coins a day, this is almost the pure tax profit of the city lord city in the past. In a month, it will be six thousand gold coins. If there is so much money every month, the strength of the city lord's mansion will definitely be improved to the level of a great noble in a short period of time. This is no longer a matter of money, but a matter of family prosperity.

Taking money is like killing a father. Zelonger felt that the vice president's face was extremely annoying. If it weren't for the huge influence of the soul-thinking person, if it weren't for Chen Xiansong and Bai Min were beside him, he really wanted to beat this old guy up and throw it into the prison and abuse it for more than ten years.

"No, 10% is reduced by too much." Zelonger clenched his fists. Such a matter that concerns huge interests could not be allowed to let go: "At most, half, your soul thinkers association, 65% and 35% of us, the last bottom line of the city lord's mansion, we must protect the safety of the mine and prevent secret leakage. It is not easy to work... Otherwise, we don't mind doing something that makes everyone uncomfortable."

"This is not possible. Lord Zelonger, you are threatening our association again." The vice president laughed twice.

"One percent less means two hundred gold coins a day, and the money a day is enough to assassinate a small nobleman. And two hundred gold coins a day..." Zelonger laughed twice as if he was nervous: "I kill a small nobleman every day, and I can almost kill the nobles of our Black Rock City in one month."

"Your Excellency Zelonger, it's a bad thing to threaten your family." The vice president shook his head and stopped laughing. Instead, his expression was a little solemn.

"You let me know about this and asked our City Lord's Mansion to help us do things, but they refused to give us enough benefits." Zelonger said in a fierce voice: "Those salt mines are the land of our City Lord's Mansion. However, those mineral salts are poisonous and no one dares to eat them. We had already given up that place and were out of sight. Now you tell me that there is a way to make snow salt, but they refuse to give us the benefits we should have... You must understand that those mines are originally my land!"

A cup was heavily thrown to the ground by Zelonger and split into pieces.

The vice president frowned a few times, thinking that this should be the bottom line of the city lord's mansion. He thought about it and said, "Okay... Then the association will be 65% and 6% and you will have 35% of the profits. However, the profit of the salt mine is too large now, and no matter which party may repent. In order to prevent such a thing from happening, everyone can do their own jobs with peace of mind, so I suggest that you sign a blood oath contract with our president."

The so-called blood oath contract is to get a bowl of clear water, both parties pierce their fingers, squeeze a few drops of blood in, and then shake it evenly. Take a sip to show that the bloodlines of both parties are fusion. In the future, we are not relatives, but better than relatives. Such blood oath contracts are many times more binding than ordinary contracts, especially when witnessed by someone.

"Okay. No problem." Zelonger thought about it and agreed. He was just asking for something that he could win over his relationship with Chen Xiansong.

After Chen Xiansong understood what the Blood Oath contract was, he agreed. The vice president brought two needles and a bowl of clear water. Zelonger did not hesitate to cut a hole in his finger with his knife, squeezed a lot of blood into the bowl. When Chen Xiansong was about to give him a needle, Bai Min took the needle away. She looked at Chen Xiansong and said, "I'll do it, it won't hurt!"

Bai Min picked up the needle, glanced at Chen Xiansong's finger, and then... Then a blood spot appeared on Chen Xiansong's finger, but he didn't feel anything, nor did he see Bai Min stab the needle on his finger.

This is mainly because Bai Min's speed is too fast, which has exceeded the human perspective response speed.

Chen Xiansong squeezed the blood beads on his finger into the bowl, and then he picked up the bowl first and took a sip. There was a smell of rust in the water, and then handed the bowl to Zelonghou. After the latter took it, he raised his head and drank all the remaining blood, wiped his mouth, and said, "Things are settled, I'll prepare now. I hope you can get faster."

Then he went downstairs in a hurry and left with the cavalry team who had been martial law outside.

The vice president also bowed to Chen Xiansong slightly: "President, I'll leave first. I have someone to arrange your room on the third floor, and the other ladies' rooms are ready. You have a good rest. After tomorrow, I think we may be busy. In addition, tomorrow we will discuss the remaining share of the president and the association. Please be sure not to leave the association. This matter is very important."

Chen Xiansong nodded and agreed. He just released the formula. The association was responsible for the manufacturing, transportation, and channel sales of goods. He must have a share. The Soul Thinker Association is not his own association, so it is impossible for others to help him work for nothing.

The vice president left with joy. Chen Xiansong left the study room and asked the servants who were guarding the distance outside to find out that Bai Qianxin and others had already gone upstairs to sleep. After all, it was already late at night. Chen Xiansong, led by his servant, entered the room he prepared for him, and Bai Min also returned to his room. When he was about to go to bed, he saw a team of cavalry rushing over the street with torches, looking at the direction, probably planning to leave the city.
Chapter completed!