The half-floor originally used by Minister Du had long been vacated, and Gu Yan stood in front of the window, overlooking the huge ships.
Masts like a cedar forest extend from the pier to the depths of the sea and sky, ranging from dense to sparse.
The intensive sound of abacus stopped and Gu Yan turned around.
There was a layer of sweat on the temples in front of the oxcart. After copying the last few numbers, he picked up a long piece of paper and held it to Gu Yan, "The outline is roughly listed. You can take a look."
Gu Yan took it and looked at each line carefully.
In front of the oxcart, he held his breath and looked at Gu Yan. Zhou Chennian walked to the door and whispered a few words to Shi Gun. Huang Xianzhou came closer to He Chengze, biting his ears and talking.
After reading it, Gu Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Is this a better profit than before?"
"Nearly 70% of the money intercepted at the dock twice went to the Jiangnan Silk Head Office. After excluding the money handed over by the silk shops from various places and the apportionment by the state and county, the profit was better than before. But Mr. Zhou said that they The actual cost is higher than this." He explained with a smile in front of the bullock cart.
Zhou Chennian hurriedly answered: "In the past, the Jiangnan Silk General Office was very powerful. Whatever happened in the prefectures and counties, the Jiangnan Silk General Office would deal with it. Officials at various checkpoints did not dare to go too far. Now that there is no Silk General Office, these matters will be dealt with. It will fall directly on the silk shops in each county and even the weaving workshops. From now on,"
Zhou Chennian paused for a moment and said tactfully: "I'm afraid it's going to be harder than before. You'll have to take a look to find out."
Gu Yanming hummed.
The small silk shops that have lost the protection of the Jiangnan Silk Headquarters are just pieces of fat. Even a small government official and tax collector dare to bully them and take a bite.
Gu Yan frowned.
"Let's take a look first and then think of something. There is no perfect solution." Huang Xianzhou sighed.
In the past six months, he had devoted himself to the Customs and Excise Department, and he increasingly felt that it was very difficult to be involved in politics. In the past, running a small county was too simple and simple.
"When the Jiangnan Silk Headquarters was established, firstly, it was to join hands with overseas merchants to negotiate prices and prevent each weaving mill from killing each other. Secondly, it was because the prefectures and counties were too harsh." He Chengze said slowly.
"Let's discuss this later. Are all the silk shops here?" Gu Yan looked at Zhou Chennian and asked.
"We're all here."
"Well, let's go and meet them." Gu Yan motioned to everyone.
In Zhaoyue Building, the first floor is almost empty. There are more than one person from all the small silk shops in the Jiangnan Silk Headquarters. The entire first floor is crowded with people, and the low buzz is like a dark cloud. , shrouded the entire Zhaoyue Tower, and there was uneasiness in the depression.
"The prince is here."
The boy at the door raised his voice and shouted, and there was a sudden silence in Zhaoyue Building.
Gu Yan wears a gold crown on his head and an old silver plain brocade cloak in white fox li. The cloak is worn casually, and the black tapestry python pattern gown underneath is exposed, giving off a hint of pressure.
Gu Yan passed through the crowd and sat on the only large armchair at the top. He smiled and motioned to everyone who was kneeling, "Get up. I want to meet everyone in advance for the big event in a few days. < /p>
"Mr. Huang is worried that you are doing business face-to-face with overseas people for the first time and have lost your sense of proportion."
Gu Yan pointed at Huang Xianzhou, who hurriedly raised his hands and turned around to greet everyone.
Gu Yan paused, pointed at Zhou Chennian, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou is worried that everyone's business will be difficult and that they will not be able to make money. After all, things are very different now than before."
Zhou Chennian also raised his hands and greeted everyone.
"Which silk materials do you each know best at weaving, what unique skills do you have, and how much does it cost? Have you written them down and brought them over?" Gu Yan then asked.
Everyone looked at me carefully, and I looked at you, and they all answered yes.
"Bring it up and let me take a look. Start here." Gu Yan pointed to the left.
The two or three people pointed by Gu Yan's finger moved forward together and handed over their orders.
Gu Yan gestured to the bullock cart.
The bullock cart stepped forward to take it, and immediately pulled it away, skipping the first few lines of material names and looking directly at the cost details at the back.
After reading the three pictures, he looked at Gu Yan in front of the bullock cart and said, "There are slight differences, it's within common sense."
Gu Yan nodded and motioned to the three people who were standing with their hands down cautiously, "Sit over there, have a cup of tea and wait a moment."
The three of them agreed in succession as if they had been granted amnesty. They took a few steps back with their heads covered, were patted down by the boy, and went to sit on a bench against the wall.
Two more people came forward and handed over the orders.
He looked at seven or eight pictures in front of the cart, paused, looked at Gu Yan and said, "This one is quite different."
Among the three people standing in front of Gu Yan, the expression of one of the middle people changed.
Gu Yan looked at the pale face of the man in the middle, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Do you know he is from your family?"
"No..." Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the person in the middle.
Gu Yan raised his hand and hurriedly handed the list to Gu Yan in front of the bullock cart. Gu Yan picked it up, shook it, and glanced at it, "Hongsheng Weaving Workshop?"
"Yes." The proprietor of Hongsheng Weaving Workshop in the middle knelt down.
"Get up, this discrepancy may be due to your miscalculation, or it may be due to the fact that you do have expenses here that others don't have. It's all human nature. Just stand over there and wait until you've finished reading. Let Mr. Zhou take the trouble to talk to you." Just check them one by one." Gu Yan's expression and words were very peaceful and approachable.
The proprietor of Hongsheng Weaving Factory agreed repeatedly, stood up with shaking legs, and followed the boy's guidance.
Most of the remaining people lowered their hands and eyes, and there was no difference. Some of them started to panic. They didn't dare to turn their heads too much and rolled their eyes desperately to look around.
Many of them moved carefully and stood next to each other. You grabbed me and I pulled you.
Yu Chengfu, the new president of Pingjiang Silk Shop, stood among the crowd, feeling comfortable and confident.
His list has been shown to Mr. Zhou, as for the others...
Yu Chengfu glanced at the several businessmen standing in front of him.
What should be said, he told the truth and the Pingjiang silk weaving shop, and he said it clearly. As for whether they listened or not, he had no control over it.
I read very quickly in front of the bullock cart, and it still took me more than an hour to read all the orders.
Gu Yan looked at the two rows of more than thirty people standing next to the proprietor of Hongsheng Zhifang, chuckled lightly, stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the thirty people one by one, stopped, and said with a smile: "Bird
People must die for food, but they can't even risk their lives for money. How can you control money without your life? Isn't that right?"
Among the more than thirty people, several people are teetering on the edge of their seats.
"Oh, you are greedy but have no courage. Don't worry, I will not punish you without teaching you. This is the first time. Let Mr. Zhou teach you first."
Gu Yan turned to look at Zhou Chennian, "You and Lao Niu will figure it out with them one by one."
Zhou Chennian leaned forward and agreed.
Gu Yan turned to the people sitting in two or three rows against the wall and said with a smile: "Everyone, please go back and rest first."
The people sitting there quickly stood up and left.
Young Master Shi, the eldest son of Shi Wanquan, the former president of Pingjiang Silk Shop, kept a close eye on Yu Chengfu. He left Zhaoyue Tower, ran a few steps, caught up with Yu Chengfu, and shouted: "Uncle Yu!"
Yu Chengfu stopped and looked at Master Shi with a smile.
"Fortunately, I listened to Uncle Yu's words." Young Master Shi said with a smile.
"We, Pingjiang Zhifang, will discuss it together later. This is just the beginning. We will have many battles to fight in the future." Yu Chengfu patted Master Shi and said with a smile.
"Okay, I will listen to Uncle Yu." Young Master Shi responded with a smile.
