For several days, Wanyan Kang was bored in his mansion, practicing martial arts with the guards in his mansion, and never tired of it.
Although his current state is a bit strange.
He can't feel the existence of internal force, but he possesses superhuman strength and speed. With this, he can even compete with Shen Ma.
He decided to let nature take its course and no longer practice internal skills, but just exercise physical strength.
In any case, this is a good start. Maybe as Grandmaster Liang said, one day my father's inner strength will be completely back.
In addition, apart from greeting Bao Qinniang as usual every day, he also hid in the small courtyard and took Xue Qing and Liusu to develop and improve various delicacies, mainly to satisfy his own appetite.
The advent of extremely fresh flavor and snowflake salt completely opened a door for him.
Except for the spicy Sichuan food, which he couldn't do for the time being, many of the foods he remembered from his previous life could be cooked in a similar way.
Crispy meat.
Salt baked chicken.
Steamed meatloaf.
Smoked ham.
Various fire pit barbecues and teppanyaki.
Do whatever you want to eat.
If it weren't for the hot weather, he would even want to get some hot pot.
Every time a dish comes out, Xue Qing will silently write down the recipe, main and auxiliary ingredients and how to make it. She has memorized a large pile of paper.
After a few days of living a boring life of eating, sleeping and eating, the three people from Daxingguo couldn't hold it any longer and barged in directly.
Pu San Jiu Jin took the lead, followed slowly by Da Xingguo and Ma Liang.
As soon as I entered the small courtyard, I saw Wan Yan Kang and his two girls enjoying a barbecue under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
The aroma hit his nostrils, and Pusan Jiujin immediately said in annoyance: "Brother, you are really shameless. You hide at home and eat alone, and you don't call your brothers to come and taste it together!"
Pu San Jiujin swooped over and snatched a few skewers of red willow barbecue in front of Wan Yankang's case. He just stood there and ate it without caring. His mouth was full of oil after eating. When Da Xingguo and the other two came over, the two skewers of barbecue were already there. Just finished it.
Wanyan Kang smiled and said: "Qing'er, let's show the seats to a few distinguished guests."
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Dozens of skewers of barbecue were quickly wiped out, and only a third of the nine kilograms was devoured.
It's really fragrant.
Da Xingguo sighed, the barbecue smell that he could not describe in words lingered between his lips, teeth and throat.
Pu San Jiu Jin still wanted to finish it, and he shouted for more. Wanyan Kang shrugged: "No, I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't prepare too much."
The servant scattered nine pounds and stamped his feet in anger.
At this time, someone came to report: "Young prince, the eldest son of the Duke of Ji wants to see you!"
Pu San’s eldest son? Wanyan Kang looked at Pu San Jiujin.
Pu San Jiu Jin said in a muffled voice: "That's my brother, Pu San Qi Jin!"
What? Seven pounds?
Wanyan Kang could hardly control his laughter.
The name of this Pusanjia person is really unique.
It's either seven pounds or nine pounds. From the looks of it, there should be three, four, five or six pounds, but he didn't have the nerve to ask.
This reminded him of the classic character in the novel "The Scream" by Mr. Lu in his previous life - the "nine-pound old lady", whose catchphrase is "one generation is inferior to the other".
The custom in that village is a bit special. When a woman gives birth to a baby, she likes to use a scale to weigh her baby, so she uses the weight as her name.
In fact, he didn't know that in the Jin Dynasty, there were a lot of people whose names were based on the number of pounds. For example, Baoda Jiedu made Wanyan Liujin, Zhaoping made Wanyan eight pounds... there were too many.
Pusan Yan'er, the younger sister who weighs 9 Jin, was called Yan'er because her birth weight was four and a half pounds, and she had no choice but to change her name.
Ma Liang smiled and explained: "Little prince, Pusan's eldest son is the eldest son of the concubine, and Jiujin is the legitimate eldest son!"
Wanyan Kang said "oh" and then he understood the difference.
Since the eldest son of a concubine was not born to the first wife, his status in the house was very different from that of the eldest son. The latter could inherit the family business and title, but the former... haha, he was just a soy sauce.
While they were talking, a well-mannered young man in his twenties, dressed as a Confucian scholar, walked in. He had straight features, handsome features, and a strong smile, but his face was slightly pale.
He bowed to Wanyan Kang and said, "Qijin has seen the young prince!"
Wanyan Kang stood up and returned the courtesy. Although he was the eldest son of the Pusan family, he could not be neglected.
After returning to their seats after some polite remarks, Wanyan Kang knew that the eldest son of the Pusan family in front of him was extremely shrewd and very different from Pusan Jiujin. He didn't look like he was born to the same father at all.
Therefore, IQ and weight are not directly proportional.
I also figured out why he came.
This was the negotiator sent by the old lady of the Pusan family to negotiate with him on behalf of the Pusan family. Looking at the reaction of Daxingguo on the side, he might not only represent the Pusan family, but also everyone, including the Ma family.
Wanyan Kang quietly waited for Pu San Qijin to speak on his own initiative.
"Little prince..."
Pu San Qijin cupped his hands and said: "Qijin is not talented and has no hope of an official career. I have no choice but to go into business. I am really ashamed to be involved in the business of Xinglong No. 1."
Xinglonghao is the business name of Pusanjia.
"With three hundred and sixty years of work, if you are a top scholar, you don't have to be an official to be successful. Brother Qi Jin is too modest."
"The first time Jiujin returned to the house, he told the young prince about his plan for the Chamber of Commerce..."
Wanyan Kang knew that he had something else to say, so he didn't say anything and continued to wait.
"My old lady said: Sooner or later, Kang'er and our Pusan family will be one family. We might as well go one step further in cooperating in this business."
Wanyan Kang raised his eyebrows: "Brother Qijin, what do you mean by taking a step further?"
Pu Sanqijin smiled: "Little prince, my old lady said, what do those kids in Daxingguo know about business, and they even established Laoshizi's Fushengtang Chamber of Commerce, why are they so troublesome? Our Xinglong Hao is ready-made
, simply put those two things on the Xinglong and operate them..."
"Of course, although we are a family, our family cannot let Kang'er suffer! In this way, Kang'er will be given 30% of the shares in Xinglong, and others like the Dahao family, Ma Guanzhong's son will each have half, Qi Guo and Wan Wan
Yan Hui also gives 10%."
Pu San Qijin smiled slightly, as if he was taking note of his grandma Wan Yanzhen's tone and demeanor.
Wanyan Kang secretly sneered, he had been making trouble for a long time, so this was his intention?
He glanced at Da Xingguo and Ma Liang, who were silent, and said to himself that it seemed that they had reached a tacit understanding of interests, and then he came to test me.
He calmly said: "I wonder what else the old lady said?"
Pu San Qijin said eagerly: "That's it, young prince. In fact, you won't suffer any loss. How can I say? Our Xinglong Hao can be regarded as a big business in China, with dozens of semi-colons, business all over the Central Plains, and annual income.
At least 70,000 to 80,000 guan, if it's 30%, haha, the young prince doesn't have to do anything, and he can receive more than 20,000 guan in dividends every year!"
Wan Yankang turned to look at Da Xingguo, and his voice became softer: "It seems that the eldest brother and brother Ma also have the same opinion?"
The two of them bowed their heads together.
"I understand. This is asking me to sell the formula of Weijixian and Snowflake Salt to you Pusanjia, and then I will take 30% of the shares of Xinglong Hao, and the four of them will take 20%, which is equivalent to Xinglong Hao giving 50%.
, replaced my two things! Is that what you mean?"
"Young prince, this is the truth. We, Xinglong, have given half of our shares, which is equivalent to a profit of 30,000 to 40,000 guan per year. This is not a small amount, and it shows the sincerity of our family."
"It seems that I took advantage of the Pusan family. I did nothing and still got 20,000 yuan for nothing. Good things like this are hard to find in the world!"
Wanyan smiled generously.
But Da Xingguo and Ma Liang could hear the sarcasm and indifference in his words, and their hearts skipped a beat, knowing something was wrong.
"But, I don't agree!"
"Brother Qijin is worthy of being the one who controls the Pusan family's property. This account has been settled well. However, you only calculated the expenditures and contributions of your Pusan family, but you deliberately avoided what you will get as a result!"
"Not to mention the extremely delicious taste, just from the snowflake salt alone, the profit of your salt company can be doubled at least five times. The key is that you have also controlled the lifeblood of the imperial court in disguise... isn't it?"
Wanyan Kang stood up suddenly and said in a cold voice: "Don't make any more evil ideas. The extremely fresh flavor and snowflake salt will be firmly in my hands, and there will be no room for bargaining."
"The Fushengtang Chamber of Commerce is still running. Anyone who doesn't want to participate can just withdraw. Let's get together and have a good time!"
"Please do as you please."
Wanyan Kang immediately walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
Da Xingguo and Ma Liang looked at each other, looking embarrassed.
In fact, this matter has nothing to do with them, it is the family's wish, and they cannot resist it at all.
Pu San Jiu Jin angrily shouted to Pu San Qi Jin: "I just told you not to plot against my brother. It's okay this time. If they fall out, how will you end it?!"
Pu San Qijin's expression changed for a while.
He stood up and said loudly to Wan Yankan's living room: "Little prince, Quan Dang Qijin has never been here and said nothing. Take your leave!"
"Go slowly, don't send me away!"
Wan Yankang stood in the room with a smile on his face, Liusu lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Little prince, it turns out you are not angry?"
Wanyan smiled generously and said nothing.
Of course he wasn't really angry.
Pretending to do this is nothing more than beating everyone up when it's enough.