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After Chuan Fu finished speaking, he took out a thick stack of banknotes from his arms and said: "A total of one hundred and twenty guan, of which 80 guan is to repay the loan from the master's family, and 40 guan is this month's interest. Holy Church.
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Chen Ke took out a brand-new banknote and rubbed it carefully. This is the world's earliest anti-counterfeiting currency. It is made of the finest light yellow mulberry paper. Complex patterns and banknotes are printed on the banknote in two colors: vermilion and ink.
The face value is also stamped with the shop owner's signature, and each shop keeps the title secret, thinking it is a private note. It can be said that a lot of thought has been put into this square inch of banknotes. Otherwise, depending on the printing level of an era, just look for its banknotes.
Woolen cloth.
'It would be better if it were real money...' With a little sigh in his heart, he clicked out forty and pushed back the rest: "Don't be poor and rich at the same time. You don't need to pay back the loan first. You will pay back what you spent."
It’s at the back.”
"Well..." Chuanfu had already blindly believed in Chen Ke's words. Hearing the words, he put the money away and said, "I'll calculate the interest for the master."
"Interest still has to be calculated..." Chen Ke nodded and scolded with a sullen face: "If you calculate it clearly with me, don't come to your door again!" Thinking that after months of hard work, he finally started to get rich rewards, he
Naturally, he was in a good mood and his words became playful.
"One code equals one code. If you borrow money from outsiders and you have to pay interest, how can you let your own people suffer a loss?" Chuanfu shook his head, changed the subject and said, "Master, there is something that requires your decision."
"Say." Chen Ke looked at Chuanfu with a smile. Why did he look more and more like the God of Wealth?
"Boss Lu from Lu's Restaurant has been to my house several times." Chuanfu looked at Chen Ke, fearing that he would be angry and said, "He wants to learn how to cook with me..."
"What do you think?" Chen Ke took a sip of orange wine and asked with squinted eyes.
"Master, I..." Chuanfu said with a tangled look on his face: "I hated him very much at the beginning, but now I don't hate him anymore." He scratched his head and said with confusion on his face: "I always thought that one day I would turn over
I wanted to get out of my body and trample him under my feet, but now, I can’t bring up that interest at all. I don’t know why. (7*”
"This shows that you are no longer on the same level." Chen Ke smiled and said: "As the saying goes, climb Dongshan and become a small Lu, climb Mount Tai and become a small world... Of course, you are just a little Qingshen at best now."
"Then what should I do?"
"That depends on whether there is any hatred between you..." Chen Ke said lightly.
"Speaking of it, there is no personal enmity, it's all business hostility." Chuanfu thought about it and said: "The main reason is poaching, forcing me to sell the store at a low price, and then there is the commotion on the opening day... These are all overt actions.
Well, I didn't stab you in the dark." In fact, this is not really about how noble Boss Nalu is, but that in the Song Dynasty, people were careful to protect their reputation. Only those who were hopelessly broken would break the rules.
Never mind its notoriety!
For Nalu boss Leyu, even if he can't win the fortune, he is just maintaining the status quo. There is really no need to take the risk of violating the king's law, that's all.
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"You are a loyal person but not very scheming. If you give everything to teach, you will inevitably teach the apprentice and starve the master to death." After pondering for a moment, Chen Ke slowly said: "But killing someone's job is like killing their parents. Doing business in a friendly way
To make money, there is no need to push him to a dead end just for the sake of venting his anger. No one dares to say that he will always be prosperous. For fellow villagers, it is better to keep a line in life so that we can meet each other in the future. "
"You have to understand the psychology of the upper class. The rich are afraid that others will say they have no taste, while the rich have to keep pretending to be a wolf." Chen Ke said with a smile: "As long as we improve the food, service and environment,
Laifu will definitely be promoted to a restaurant that only rich people can go to. By then, it will still be hard to find a restaurant here. Those rich people, in order to avoid being looked down upon by their friends, would rather wait for two months than go to another restaurant.
It’s okay!”
"Master is master, everything you say makes sense!" Chuanfu finally spoke up, nodded heavily and said, "We know what to do."
"Your business is finished," Chen Ke pushed the unopened jar of orange wine in front of Chuanfu: "Please help me with something."
"Of course." Chuanfu widened his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"
"Send this jar of wine to the wine merchant Li Jian's house," Chen Ke ordered: "He will naturally ask you where this wine comes from."
"Yeah." Chuanfu nodded and said, "Compared to what the master brews, the orange wine he sells is even worse than horse urine."
"You don't have to talk nonsense with him." Chen Ke said solemnly: "Ask him directly, is he willing to take out the license and establish a new company with us?" The most fucked up place in the Song Dynasty was all kinds of monopoly.
Except for salt and iron, which were not allowed to be sold privately in the past dynasties, commodities closely related to people's livelihood, such as tobacco, wine, sugar and tea, were almost exclusively sold by the government at first. Later, when the shortcomings of the government business became apparent, private merchants were allowed to join in the form of purchasers.
The so-called maipu is a tax package system. The government calculates the tax payable on a certain product and then invites investors to contract. People who intend to become contractors...that is, buyers can declare their own taxes, and the highest bidder will obtain a business license. Become a contractor.
After doing business, you will gain a certain degree of monopoly power, and those without a license are not allowed to compete.
In fact, seriously, not only does Chen Ke not have the right to sell wine, he doesn't even have the right to make wine at home. It's just that in this era, wealthy people would brew fine wine privately, and the government kept banning it. As long as it was not sold, they would let it go.
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"Will he agree?" Chuanfu asked.
"Yes," Chen Ke said calmly: "Let him understand two things. Although it is difficult to get a license, there are two in this county. If he doesn't cooperate with us, we will find another one."
"Then his death has come." Chuanfu nodded.
"Yeah." Chen Ke nodded and said, "And we have never been greedy. We only want his 40% share."
"Ah..." Chuanfu said somewhat reluctantly: "Master, why let that guy make a big profit? We have the right to wait, and when we buy poker in the next phase, we can offer a big price and snatch his license."
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"It's too hard to make money like that." Chen Ke said with a sly smile on his lips: "Besides, my family comes from a scholarly family and cannot be tainted by the smell of copper." After a pause, he couldn't help but said mysteriously: "In business, you must strive to be at the top.
Those downstream will always work for the upstream. So no matter who is the boss, they are all making money for me."
The secret lies in the koji. Fruit wine cannot use the original wine to ferment new wine. Every time a vat is brewed, a sufficient amount of koji is needed. Chen Ke has built his east room into a koji factory. He has not passed on this core technology to anyone.
.So Li Jian had to come and buy as much wine from him as he wanted to make. Moreover, it would be difficult to move without him, and he would not be able to play any tricks at all.