If calculated based on last year's income, spending one hundred thousand taels of silver to buy the shares held by businessmen is a great deal.
But Jiang Zhixian knows very well that the huge profits last year will never happen again. When things return to normal, even if Lianghao makes money, it will be like ten thousand taels of silver a year. If calculated this way, the shares in the hands of businessmen will be
Not to mention 100,000 taels, even 50,000 taels are not worth it. But Wang Xian wants to calculate it based on last year's income, but it can be justified, so it depends on who says it...
Jiang Zhixian once again learned Wang Xian's ability to calculate step by step. No wonder the grain account has been reluctant to pay dividends. Originally, he had this idea and he didn't plan to give it to him.
The situation was so pressing that there was no way he could refuse to agree, not to mention that it was not his money, so there was no way he could argue with reason. Jiang Zhixian finally nodded and agreed...
The shareholders were overjoyed and immediately invited Magistrate Jiang to ask if he could take the time to cut the ribbon when the business opens on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.
Only then did Jiang Zhixian remember that someone had sent an invitation to him years ago, and he nodded quickly and said: "Yes, even if you don't have it, you have to have it."
"That's great." Everyone laughed and said, "When the county official cuts the ribbon, the sports club will definitely flourish and make a lot of money."
"Of course, of course." Jiang Zhixian nodded and said. Now that he had reached this point, he let go and exchanged cups with everyone affectionately, calling each other brothers and sisters, and had a great time until late at night.
The next day, Wang Xian returned to Wangjia Village to worship his ancestors, and naturally saw his cheap son again. Wang Jintian asked him with a straight face if he had any secrets to become a scholar, but Wang Xian scolded him with a straight face for not paying attention to his studies.
What's the use of just thinking about opportunism? Even if you win, you will be nothing more than a scholar in the autumn wind, and you can't even eat enough to be addicted to being a father.
Wang Jin was a little clever, and he heard what Wang Xian meant. Although he bowed his head and accepted the instruction, he couldn't help but smile with joy.
"Concentrate on your studies first, and then we'll talk after you pass the imperial examination." Seeing that he understood, Wang Xian glared at him and said, "Watch your mouth, or I'll skin you."
"Don't worry, dad. How can your son be so ignorant?" Wang Jin's cry came from the bottom of his heart, and he smiled sweetly: "Of course, this kind of thing will be rotten in your stomach for the rest of your life, and you won't even talk about it until you die."
"I don't know what you are talking about" Wang Xian spat and ignored him.
A few days after the ancestor worship, Wang Xian still stayed in the villa outside the Lu Yuan. Those gentry were waiting in the concierge every day. Later, they had a sudden change of heart and knelt outside the door like Jiang Xian Cheng. They would not see Wang Xian.
After getting up, even Wang Xingye advised Wang Xian, they were all from the countryside, just punish them a little, don't go too far.
Wang Xian's tone had already come out. He didn't want to kill them all, but he just wanted to teach these people a lesson and completely stop thinking about going against him. Now that the fire was almost over, he let them come in together and first gave them a hard time.
After some scolding, he also talked about the great truth that "when people unite, the mountains will move."
The gentry have not been so honest yet. They have been completely rehabilitated by Wang Xian. They never want to go against him in this life. They are as obedient as primary school students. All they have to do is kneel down to Wang Xian and say long live the mountain.
Looking at the faces that were once full of disdain and arrogance towards him, they were still facing him now, but they were so submissive and submissive. Wang Xian couldn't help but feel a sense of boredom. This Fuyang County attitude toward
Speaking for myself, that's it...
Thinking of this, he secretly cursed himself for being a bitch. Do others have to be against him in order to feel comfortable? Putting aside his thoughts, Wang Xian said to the gang: "I have advised those businessmen to sell all their shares in Lianghao and Yanhao.
It's given to the county. If you want to buy it, just fight for it based on your own ability."
"Don't dare, don't dare." The members shook their heads and said, "We don't dare to fight anymore."
"Fight if I ask you to," Wang Xian scolded, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't give people a way to survive?"
"No," the non-members affirmed, but there was still a question in their minds, "What?" and no words came out of their mouths.
"Everyone has to make a living, and it is inevitable to have bumps and bruises when trying to play in the same pot in Fuyang County. This time, the merchants have understood the general idea and will hand over these two business names to you. As long as you operate carefully, you will make up for the losses in a few years.
." Wang Xian said in a deep voice: "Don't you feel ashamed to compare with other people's magnanimity?"
"Ashamed..." The gentry lowered their heads and said, "We are no longer sons of human beings and have no place to be ashamed of." They then asked with concern, "What will they do if they give us the business name?"
"There is a saying that people should take a broad view. The Ming Dynasty not only had Fuyang County and Hangzhou Prefecture, but also had a vast world to display." Wang Xian said in a deep voice: "Businessmen want to form the Four Seas Transport Society and integrate Hangzhou Prefecture."
The products are transported to all corners of the country.”
The gentry were completely relieved now. It seemed that the businessmen really didn't want to fight with them anymore. Now they were really ashamed: "I looked down on them before, but now it seems that we are far behind others. It's ridiculous to be arrogant."
"If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good." Wang Xian said with a smile: "In the future, you should get closer to each other and communicate with each other. Only in this way will our Fuyang become better and better."
"Absolutely." The gentry nodded heavily. If you tell the truth directly, they won't listen. Only by crushing their arrogance and lowering them to the dust can they listen attentively...
"By the way, the Lunar New Year Sports Club is opening..." At the end, Wang Xian said with a smile.
"We will definitely support him," the gentry shouted loudly.
"Good" Wang Xian praised: "Great kindness"
On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, layers of colorful buildings were erected on the streets of Fuyang County. Jiang Zhixian specially moved forward the day of putting up lanterns for the Lantern Festival by five days, so that the streets could be decorated with lanterns and colorful silks, and brocade silk could be wrapped around the trees to bring blessings to the four seas.
Adding glory to the society.
Businessmen and gentry in Fuyang County donated their money one after another. To celebrate the opening of Sihaiyun Club, they rushed to hire gong and drum girls from all over Hangzhou, acrobatic stilts, lions and dragon lanterns... From that morning on, they were beating gongs and drums, singing and dancing in the streets.
, attracting people from all over the county to come and watch, it’s like a crowd of people emptying out
In the square in front of the Yunshe, not only all the leading figures in the county were present, but also gentry and businessmen from the prefecture and counties were specially invited to watch the ceremony... This was Wang Xian's idea, and the Yunshe was not
If you only do business in this county, you must let people in other counties, especially Hangzhou Prefecture, know about it, so that you can develop and grow as quickly as possible.
When the auspicious time comes, the county town becomes even more lively. In the streets and alleys, teahouses and wine shops set off fireworks, with the sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of firecrackers. Firecrackers, fireworks, and cannons in the sky make a loud sound, and the smoke actually gathers into one.
The white clouds floated in mid-air for a long time. A Feng Shui master commented that this was Qingyun, a great auspicious sign, indicating that Sihaiyun Society would definitely achieve great things.
Lingxiao and Yinling had no time to care about this. Their eyes had long been attracted by the miraculous magic, singing and dancing on the street. They followed the performance team and squeezed in to watch the fun. Protect them.
The four Taoist priests almost went crazy...
Wang Xian did not appear at the ribbon-cutting scene. All the problems had been solved. No matter how lively the ceremony was, it was just a formality. After all, he, the big boss behind the scenes, was just a low-ranking miscellaneous official. He could only stand aside when attending such an occasion.
.Why don’t you just brush off your clothes and go out, hide your merit and fame, and go shopping with your beloved?
It’s still the Spring Festival...
Lin Qing'er wore a light yellow skirt and a cape with green lapels. Because she was walking with Wang Xian, she did not wear a pair of hoodies, showing off her beautiful and delicate face generously.
The bun is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the flutter is like the snow covered by the flowing wind...
Countless people looked back at her, and countless young people were moved by her. They felt that she was like a fairy woman walking down the painting. Although Lin Qing'er didn't like to be stared at, she couldn't let people close their eyes, so she had to turn her head.
Take a look at the gadgets sold at the stalls.
The aunt who sold Dafu always felt that she looked familiar, so she couldn't help but ask: "Which family are you a daughter-in-law of?"
"I belong to... Erlang of the Wang family," Lin Qing'er, with a slightly pink face, took Wang Xian's arm, and then added in a low voice: "fiancée."
Wang Xian's vanity was extremely satisfied in an instant. He had to hold back to prevent himself from laughing.
"It turns out it's Miss Lin." The people on the street suddenly realized. I said why she looked familiar. "It's scary. She looked so good before, but she's not this good-looking. She just looks like the one in the painting."
"No way." Lin Qing'er lowered her head shyly. A happy woman is extremely beautiful, naturally not as beautiful as when she was so miserable.
Hearing that these were Mr. and Mrs. Wang Guanren, the crowd cheered and surrounded them, saying hello to them in all directions. Some bowed and some knelt down, which made Lin Qing'er feel embarrassed. Wang Xian hurriedly pulled this and that, making Lin Qing'er feel embarrassed.
They stood up and shouted: "No, no, no, don't kill me."
"Sir, please let us bow to you." An old man grabbed his hand and trembled excitedly: "At least let us victims of the disaster bow to you. We have long wanted to kowtow to you."
"Yes, sir," he admitted without opening his mouth. It was impossible to tell the difference between the victims living in the guest house and the local people. They were all dressed in the same decent clothes and looked healthy. "Thanks to you and the eldest sir, we poor people who have left our hometown have found the third country again."
The eldest master of the "two families" is naturally not the current one named Jiang.
"Yes, it's better than I don't know. Later we learned that there is no county like Fuyang that treats the victims equally. Compared with the victims who were assigned to other counties, our lives were like heaven and earth. We were ignorant at the time and didn't know now.
Yes, I must kowtow to you.”
Wang Xian's eyes were filled with tears. Hearing these words, it was worth it for him and his teacher... He bowed and said: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed that Mr. Wei and I just did our duty..." He helped up the man in front of him.
When several victims saw more and more people watching, it was useless to say anything. Wang Xian had no choice but to shout: "Look, what is that?"
Following the direction he pointed, everyone looked together, but saw nothing. They looked around for a while, but still found nothing. When they turned around, they saw that Wang Xian had already pulled his fiancée and ran away.