Today's market seemed extraordinarily quiet, even the usual noisy shouts had disappeared. Many women were carrying vegetable baskets with sad faces, finding that many of the things they wanted today were unavailable.
"Hey~ what day is it today? Why don't we see Cao Guangguan, the pork seller, married to his mother-in-law?" A woman, holding her child, asked doubtfully in front of a sesame seed cake stall, which was not closed even during the New Year and the holidays.
None of the pork stalls were doing business today, and she even wondered if it was a holiday that she had forgotten.
The old man selling sesame seed cakes looked around furtively, and whispered: "They've all been arrested. A group of guards came not long ago and took away many vendors. They looked like they were from the palace. Fortunately, they were
I ran fast, otherwise the guards would have caught me."
"Ah! What do you mean?" the woman asked in confusion after hearing this, then picked up the child and started chatting with the old man selling sesame seeds. The aunt selling stinky tofu heard the conversation between the two and joined in curiously.
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A patrolling yamen officer saw a few people muttering mysteriously, so he stepped forward to ask. After listening to the explanations, he quickly walked towards the yamen.
"Sir, it's not good." A yamen servant ran in from outside the yamen gate and shouted in a panic.
The prefect Liu Ye was doing Tai Chi in the yard when he saw a government official yelling and scolding him: "What's the matter? You're in such a hurry, it's so noisy."
"Report to your lord, the Prince's Palace sent people to arrest more than twenty vendors in the market." The yamen officer reported to Liu Ye.
When Liu Ye heard this, he put down his folded sleeves and asked, "Do you know what the reason is?"
"I heard from the old man selling sesame cakes that it was the crown prince who asked someone to arrest them for class." The government servant on the side answered with his hands raised.
After hearing this, Liu Ye walked to the stone table nearby, washed his hands in the iron basin on the table, then wiped his hands with a handkerchief, turned to the yamen servant beside him and asked: "Has anyone come to report to the official? What did you do?
knew.".
Hearing this, the yamen officer said, "My lord, no one reported to the official. I saw a few people at the market next to the Shaobing stall, discussing something furtively. I went up to ask and found out, and then I immediately came back to report."
"Turn around." Liu Ye folded up his sleeves again and said to the man who was speaking in front of him.
"Ouch~..." The yamen man was kicked to the ground by Liu Ye and touched his buttocks and cried out in pain.
"No one came to report to the official, and you are yelling here. Are you and I responsible for His Royal Highness's affairs? You idiot, get out." Liu Ye scolded the man who served in the government office.
The yamen man got up from the ground, touched his buttocks, and ran away.
The last time he accidentally arrested Zhu Muchen, Liu Ye was so frightened that he almost lost his life. Even if Zhu Meng really killed himself, the court would only turn a blind eye to the prince's handling of fiefdom officials.
It's nothing new. In two years, he will retire and return to his hometown. He doesn't want to meddle in other people's business. Losing Wusha is a small matter, and he is afraid of losing his life.
Pang Man led a group of traders into the building that Zhu Muchen bought. Shen Yun had sold the building to Zhu Muchen a few days ago.
A group of vendors were arranged by Pang Man in the hall. More than twenty vendors sat quietly on the bench without saying a word. Everyone looked frightened. None of them knew what Zhu Muchen was arresting them for. They only knew that they were here for class.
, everyone had a look of embarrassment on their faces. For ordinary people like them, if they miss a day of earning a living, their families may go hungry today. Mainly because many people have a lot of life, and there are seven or eight mouths waiting for food at home, and some even have elderly people to support.
"Is everyone here?" Zhu Muchen walked in with two maids and asked.
When Pang Man heard this, he cupped his hands and said, "Young prince, some of them ran away. The scene was too chaotic, so we only brought these twenty people."
"That's enough, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Pang Man." Zhu Muchen helped Pang Man, who was bowing in salute, and then he motioned to the two maids behind him to bring a wooden board over. He picked up a small piece of charcoal and held it in his hand.
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Zhu Mengchen drew a circle and some strange things on the wooden board, then turned around and said to everyone: "Business is an advanced and complex system. Business is about making sustained and stable money. Doing business is not what you like."
What, what do you want to do, what are you good at, but what the customer group you face needs and likes."
Everyone sitting on the bench looked at a loss, and some even showed dull expressions. The anger on the scene was strange, and no one seemed to understand what Zhu Muchen was talking about.
Zhu Muchen ignored everyone's expressions and continued: "Sustained profitability means that we must not only be "profitable", but also have the potential for development and sustainability, rather than temporary and accidental profits."
Zhu Muchen drew a few strange symbols on the wooden board and said: "At the level of strategic thinking, resource integration is a systems theory way of thinking. It is through organizational coordination to relate the inside of the enterprise to each other and to involve the outside of the enterprise in a common
Partners with missions and independent economic interests are integrated into a system that serves customers, achieving the effect of 11>2."
"???" Everyone looked at each other after hearing this, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a moment.
"What does the effect of 11>2 mean?" A group of people began to discuss in confusion, and the sound gradually became a little noisy.
Zhu Muchen raised his hand and said: "Quiet, everyone, please be quiet. I will express it simply and clearly. Starting from tomorrow, everyone will set up stalls in my building. I have also divided the area for everyone."
"Ah! Setting up a stall in this building?" A tall and thick man said in surprise.
"Come up, don't look at me, it's you, come here." Zhu Muchen pointed at the big man who just spoke.
Hearing this, the big man walked tremblingly to Zhu Muchen's side. He just couldn't hold it back anymore. He felt that Zhu Muchen was definitely going to deal with him. Feudal society was no joke. The lives of civilians were like ants, not to mention the man in front of him.
Even if the prince kills himself in front of everyone, his family may not dare to seek justice.
"Brother, don't worry if you set up a stall here with me, you will definitely earn more than at the market." Zhu Muchen patted the big man on the shoulder and said.
"Your Majesty, the villain is guilty. I know I was wrong." The big man cupped his hands and said.
"???" Zhu Muchen felt that the person in front of him didn't understand, so he roughly reiterated what he just meant, and said: "Please believe me, you will make more money by setting up a stall here than you currently do."
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"Your Highness, I still have elderly parents in my family. I haven't married yet, and I haven't left any incense for the family. I am the only son in the family." The man said in a whisper, almost crying as he spoke.
"???", Zhu Muchen looked at the man in front of him with a confused face, "Brother, if you have any concerns, you might as well tell me directly." Zhu Muchen asked, looking at the big man in front of him.
"Your Highness, please let me go." The big man said with tears in his eyes.
Zhu Muchen was speechless for this big man for a moment. He wanted to explain to him the benefits of setting up a stall in this supermarket, but he couldn't listen at all. It seemed that it was impossible to communicate with these people properly, so he could only intimidate and beat him.
After all, when they make money in the future, they will naturally understand the benefits of this supermarket.
"I'm talking to you about the city gate building, you and I are pulling the crotch shaft, and someone will take it out and chop it up, chop it into pieces and feed it to the pigs." Zhu Muchen said to the guard on the side.
Hearing this, the big man made a "dong" sound, knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, please spare your life. Please spare this villain, Your Highness." Two guards came up behind the big man.
Pang Man, who had been looking out the window just now, turned around. The two maids on the side also became nervous. They all wanted to intercede for this big man. The vendors sitting on the bench were also frightened.
If Zhu Muchen is really murderous, this big man will definitely die. In these days, it is easy for officials to kill people. Besides, Zhu Muchen is the crown prince, and the entire feudal country belongs to his family. Killing a civilian is like crushing an ant.
So simple.
"Let me ask you one last time. Starting tomorrow, you will set up a stall in this building to do business. Are you willing?" Zhu Muchen helped the big man kneeling on the ground and asked.
"Yes, yes, I will come here to set up a stall every day from now on, and I won't go anywhere." The big man was so frightened that he hurriedly agreed. He thought he was already on the verge of death and was about to lose his life, so he still wanted money to do it.
What, he can't control that much.
"Do you all here have any objections?" Zhu Muchen turned sideways again and looked at the vendors sitting next to him and asked.
"No~" Everyone shook their heads one after another. Everyone kept shaking their heads, for fear that Zhu Muchen wouldn't see him shaking his head and think he had an opinion. Each one shook his head harder than the other.
Zhu Muchen looked at the scene in front of him and felt that they were just about to have a DJ session.
"Okay, since everyone has no objections, those who sell vegetables and meat should register with Xiao Man." Zhu Muchen pointed at Xiao Man and said, he had already trained the two maids on how to arrange it.
"If you sell sesame seed cakes, snacks, braised food, etc., register with Ziyou. You must identify your location and you will operate there from now on." Zhu Mengchen said, standing next to Ziyou.
Xiaoman and Ziyou became busy for a while. They took their respective people in charge, arranged business positions for them, and explained some of the rules set by Zhu Muchen, such as no shouting and so on.
Everyone understood it almost. Just when everyone was about to leave, Zhu Muchen stopped everyone and said, "Today I have delayed everyone's business. To express my apology, I will compensate each person with 500 Wen. Everyone will take the money and go home."
Take a rest and come here on time tomorrow to place your goods."
When everyone heard that they had money to take, their faces showed joy. Xiaoman and Ziyou held a wooden tray with bags of copper coins on it, and gave a bag to everyone present. The person who got the money
They all saluted Zhu Muchen and then left. In this way, everyone got the money and dispersed one after another.