Chapter 101. The first big business of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce
Zhao Jun's original plan was very good. He would start from home in the morning and reach Huang Gui's house in Qiaotou Village before noon.
Visit Huang Gui's house, stay overnight, and then go to Hansongbaozi tomorrow.
But as soon as he left Yong'an Village, he was intercepted by a group of people.
"Young Master Zhao!"
"Young Master Zhao, what are you doing?"
Just by hearing the name the people called Zhao Jun, we knew they were from Xishantun.
"What are you doing with these people again?" Looking at the more than ten people in front of him, Zhao Jun was also a little confused.
"Young Master Zhao." Wu Dalin squeezed out from the crowd, shook his fists at Zhao Jun twice, and said with a smile: "We have brought you a fox skin."
"Ah..." At this time, Zhao Jun noticed that each of these people was carrying a sack roll behind them. It seemed that the sack roll contained fox skins.
The last time the people from Xishantun came to Yong'an, Zhao Jun made an agreement with them. This Sunday, Zhao Jun would go to Xishantun to collect some mountain goods, and he would collect all the fox skins along the way.
Although Zhao Jun is going to Lingnan now, he has already made arrangements for Sunday. On that day, President Wang Meilan of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce will go to Xishantun to discuss business in person.
The forest farm has a holiday on Sunday, and Li Ruhai, a director of the Chamber of Commerce, will also accompany him. Moreover, Li Dayong and Lin Xiangshun are both there, so there will be no delay in business.
But what Zhao Jun didn't expect was that these hooligans couldn't wait any longer. They could earn a hundred and eighty yuan every year by running around and collecting mountains, but running and collecting mountains could not make as much money as hunting foxes.
Is it easy to make money?
Seeing the fox skins piled up in their homes, the people in Xishantun were anxious and eager to exchange those fox skins for money.
And the most important thing is that everyone has selfish motives.
These days, the people living in a village and a settlement are united, but no matter how united they are, it is not as good as great unity.
These people returned home and closed the door. The husband and wife also murmured about which fox skin they had made, how many were yellow and how many were white. They also murmured about whose fox skin should be their own.
As a result, he failed to sharpen the stick, and the fox jumped under the other's stick.
Moreover, the people in Xishantun also doubted the financial resources of the Zhao family. Although Zhao Jun had said that he would receive as much as he could, they could not imagine how rich the Zhao family was.
When more and more foxes were hunted in the whole village, many people doubted whether the Zhao Jun family could afford to collect so many fox skins. Those who sold them first might get money, but those who sold them later might not.
arrive.
It happened that this morning Tong Youfeng gathered the night watch team to discuss matters, and someone came to sell leather.
Including last night, these people have been watching for two nights. So Tong Youfeng suggested that everyone can send the fox skin to his house, and then he will register it in detail.
A few yellow ones and a few gray ones will be remembered clearly. After the statistics are finished, he will bring two or three people to Yong'an to sell fox skins.
Tong Youfeng really wanted to do something for the villagers. Although he had selfish motives, he just wanted these people to vote for him when electing the village chief.
But when it comes to one's own interests, there is little trust between people.
Except for Tong Youfeng's three best buddies and his neighbors, everyone else declined Tong Youfeng's kindness and almost everyone wanted to come on their own.
Finally, Zhang Xinglong said that it was a bit outrageous that all fifty-eight families had gone missing. Only then did a representative from three families come to Yong'an with a fox skin.
Looking at these people, Zhao Jun frowned slightly. Half an hour ago, Li Baoyu, Wang Qiang and Xing San went to Yongfutun to catch the commuter train.
Now that the two little girls of the Zhao family are going to school, Wang Meilan is the only one at home. There is no man in the family, so it is not that good for Wang Meilan to entertain more than ten men by herself.
Zhao Jun sighed softly and said to these people: "I will ride my motorcycle home first and prepare money for you. Don't be anxious when you are done, just go there."
Zhang Xinglong agreed and saw Zhao Jun riding away on a motorcycle.
Seeing Zhao Jun return, Wang Meilan, who was clearing the dish racks in the outhouse, was stunned and said: "Son, did you leave something behind?"
"No, Mom." Zhao Jun raised his hand and pointed toward the east room and said, "Go and get more money. Those people from Xishantun are here to sell fox skins."
"Ah?" Wang Meilan was stunned and frowned: "Didn't you say we were going on Sunday? Why are they still here?"
"Okay, Mom." Zhao Jun stopped the conversation and said to Wang Meilan: "You're already here, so hurry up and get the money."
"Okay, Mom knows." Wang Meilan knew why her son came back as soon as she heard this.
Seeing Wang Meilan walking towards the east room, Zhao Jun turned around and left the room, ignoring the hunting dogs jumping in front of the den, and went directly into the warehouse.
In the Zhao family's warehouse, there is a standing cabinet. The door of the standing cabinet is held shut by a lock. When you open the door, there is some rice noodles inside.
Zhao Jun picked off all the bear bile hanging on the beam, threw it into the cabinet door, and then closed the cabinet door.
Today, there is no one in the Zhao and Li families, and only Jin Xiaomei is next door, so Zhao Jun does not plan to let those hooligans into the house.
But it was not good for people to stand in the yard, so Zhao Jun asked them all to come into the barn on the grounds that they would put the collected fox skins in the barn.
After putting away the bear bile, Zhao Jun came out of the warehouse. At this time, Wang Meilan came over holding five bundles in both hands.
Just as Zhao Jun opened the door of the warehouse, Wang Meilan looked inside and knew what Zhao Jun meant.
Isn't this Zhao Jun's narrow-mindedness? In his previous life, why was the Bai Sanzhi family wiped out? Isn't it because money and silk moved people's hearts?
You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others.
"Mom." Zhao Jun told Wang Meilan: "I won't let my old uncle go up the mountain tomorrow, and let him stay at our house during the day."
"Yes, son." Wang Meilan knew what Zhao Jun meant and nodded: "Mom knows."
Just as the two of them were talking, Jin Xiaomei walked out of the west courtyard. When she saw Zhao Jun in the courtyard, she was very surprised and said: "Xiaojun, why are you back? Did you leave something behind?"
"No, Auntie." Zhao Jun replied: "Xishantun is here to sell leather."
"Ah?" Jin Xiaomei was startled, and quickly walked out of the yard. Seeing a group of people rushing this way, she quickly entered the Zhao family yard.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's time to get back to work." Zhao Jun smiled and said to Wang Meilan and Jin Xiaomei: "Mom, you and my aunt are familiar with each other."
Wang Meilan smiled when she heard this, and at this moment all the dogs of the Zhao and Li families barked.
Immediately afterwards, people from Xishantun appeared in front of the courtyard gate.
"Come, come into the courtyard." Zhao Jun raised his hand to greet everyone and said, "It's okay, the dogs are all tied up."
When the people from Xishantun, led by Zhang Xinglong and Tong Youfeng, entered the Zhao family yard, they saw Zhao Jun waving in front of the barn door and said: "They are all fox skins, right? Just put the barn for me."
"Yeah, let's put it in a warehouse." Zhang Xinglong said, "Why don't the smell be too strong?"
These people are eager to cash in on the fox skins. All the fox skins have not been processed, and the skins are filthy and smelly.
The Zhao family's warehouse was large enough, and these people followed Zhao Jun in. Wang Meilan and Jin Xiaomei did not go in, and Wang Meilan pulled Jin Xiaomei, who was about to watch the fun, and said: "Brothers and sisters, hurry up and order some pineapple seeds."
"Hey!" Jin Xiaomei also saw those people carrying sacks and rolls, and knew that the Chamber of Commerce was doing something big.
After entering the warehouse, the people in Xishantun untied the ropes on their chests and took off the sack rolls from their backs.
"Let's do it one by one." People could stand in the warehouse, but more than ten sack rolls could not be spread out on the ground, so Zhao Jun said to everyone: "After we finish, let's check out one by one, so that no one can make a difference."
"Then I'll go first." As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, someone pushed forward.
At this time, the person in front stopped, pushed his elbow back, and said angrily: "Wait in the back!"
"No one needs to be in a hurry." Zhao Jun saw this and said hurriedly: "Come one by one, I want all the skins, what should we be afraid of?"
After saying that, Zhao Jun raised his finger and pointed at Wu Dalin and said: "Master Wu, come first, let me see how much you have done?"
"Haha..." Wu Dalin happily took two steps forward, bent down, rolled up the sack on the ground and unfolded it, revealing a pile of fox skins.
This pile of fox skins was divided into three parts and tied with fine hemp ropes respectively. They happened to belong to three families.
"Ouch." Zhao Jun looked at Wu Dalin in surprise and said, "Master Wu, you really didn't take care of yourself."
"Haha, we belong to the three families." After Wu Dalin finished speaking, he squatted down in front of the sack and untied a pile of fox skins.
So many people came with fox skins, and they all needed Zhao Jun to inspect and pay. So Zhao Jun was not polite, pulled a small horse from the side and sat on it, then flipped and inspected each fox skin.
"Master Wu." After Zhao Jun inspected all the fox skins, he looked up at Wu Dalin and said, "Eighteen gray ones, one yellow one, and two white ones, a total of two hundred and thirty-five."
"Yes, yes!" Wu Dalin nodded hurriedly, and then heard Zhao Jun say: "Take the rope, tie it with me, and throw it on the table."
As he said that, Zhao Jun pointed at the wooden table against the west wall. He knew these gangsters very well, and it was impossible for him to leave the gangsters' sacks, so Zhao Jun asked Wu Dalin to tie the fox skins with ropes.
"Hey, hey!" Wu Dalin hurriedly piled the fox skins together, and then used two thin hemp ropes to tie the fox's neck and the base of the fox's tail respectively.
While Wu Dalin was busy, Zhao Jun was not idle either. He took out a stack of Unity cards from his pocket and counted twenty-four cards.
When Wu Dalin dropped a bundle of fox skins on the table, he turned around and saw Zhao Jun handing over money.
"Master Wu, please check." Zhao Jun said to Wu Dalin: "This is two hundred and four."
"Ah?" Wu Dalin thought Zhao Jun wanted to give him more. Just as he was about to refuse, Zhao Jun said: "I don't have any change. Someone will have change later. If the difference is five yuan, I will give him five yuan less. That's it."
You two go back and make peace."
"Okay, Young Master Zhao." Wu Dalin understood what Zhao Jun meant. He unbuttoned his cotton-padded jacket and stuffed the money into his inner pocket.
At this time, Zhao Jun looked at Zhang Xinglong and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, come on."
"Hey!" Zhang Xinglong rolled the sack open, revealing pieces of fox skin. After inspecting it, Zhao Jun said to Zhang Xinglong: "Uncle Zhang, here are fifteen gray ones, one yellow one, and one white one."
, the total is one hundred and eighty-five. I will give you one hundred and eighty. After you have finished the five yuan, you go back to Master Wu and ask for it."
With that said, Zhao Jun handed Zhang Xinglong eighteen pieces of unity. Zhang Xinglong happily took the money, his old face beaming with joy.
"Master Tong." When Zhao Jun called the next person, Zhang Xinglong suddenly interrupted: "Young man, I want to tell you something."