After thinking for a while, Xi Yunfei nodded and bowed to Li Yuan, "Since the old man has said that, I will divide it into a group of people to give it to you. As for how you arranged it, I don't need to tell the boy, I only have one request..."

Li Yuan frowned slightly: "You said."

Xi Yunfei carried his hands on his back and said, "It's very simple. Just sit and collect money. All the things in the salt making shop will be handed over to my chamber of commerce for processing."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Xi Yunfei's tactful words were actually very simple. He gave you a certain amount of face, but the ownership of the salt making shop is still in my hands. I, Xi Yunfei, hope you don't interfere in it randomly.

Li Jing and Xie Yingdeng tightened their fists. Xi Yunfei's words were a bit powerful. I wonder if Li Yuan would get angry?

However, to their surprise, Li Yuan was slightly stunned and immediately turned his beard and laughed.

"Hahaha, I still think it's a big deal. That's all, I agreed, but I also have a request."

Xi Yunfei looked at Li Yuan with some surprise and said, "The old man has something to say, but it's okay."

Li Yuan laughed and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just this kind of person. Don't give me money, just give me salt. This shouldn't be difficult."

"Uh... I still think it's a big problem. Of course, the old man can ask for salt, and it saves me from worrying about business."

"That's good, that's good." Li Yuan smiled and said, "I was really happy, as if I had gotten some big advantage."

Li Jing and Xie Yingdeng looked at each other, and both of them were a little surprised by Li Yuan's temperament change. If he had been in the past, he would definitely not be satisfied with the ones in front of him, otherwise he would not have had a big fight with the Shandong clan.

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Three days later, Shuofang East City.

There were endless pedestrians and traders coming and going on the streets, and the clothes of various ethnic groups were blooming like flowers. On the streets of Shuofang, you could even see red-haired merchants from the distant Sassanid Empire.

The He family restaurant is as lively as before. The diners entering and leaving the store are all red. Many people will stand on the side of the road after walking out of the restaurant and take out a small paper bag from their arms.

"Is He Sheng so swelling? He actually gave this fine salt to others?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, salt is good, whiter and more delicate than official salt, but it's too little. This pack is probably only enough to make a soup."

"Don't be dissatisfied. I didn't listen to the shopkeeper. This is called trial assembly. It's good to cook a soup, and it's better to have too much."

"Haha, too, this fine salt tastes pure, without the bitterness and roughness of coarse salt. It is indeed a rare good thing. Being able to get a pack for free is already a great fortune."

"Oh, you said this fine salt... Does He Sheng still have a lot of it in his hands?"

"What does it mean?"

"What else is it? He Sheng suddenly gave us salt. It must be a point. I don't know about it. I just saw several vendors in the city going to ask the shopkeeper of the He family for the price. There are probably many people who are eyeing the benefits of this fine salt."

"This... brother is right. We missed the opportunity from the iron ingots from the smelting workshop last time. We can't miss the fine salt this time."

"What do you mean by brothers?"

"Let's go and ask, if you can get a batch of good goods, you can make some money when you go to Guanzhong, right?"

"Yes, Brother Zhao is still courageous. Let's ask the shopkeeper too. If the price is right, as long as there is 30% profit to make, I will go home and mortgage the land and borrow a capital from the Chamber of Commerce to make trouble."

At the entrance of the store, looking at the few people walking back to the restaurant, the servant who was responsible for the welcome and seeing him off could not help but raise his lips.

I have always envied the servants who sell goods in the Chamber of Commerce for good salary and benefits. Today they have a rare opportunity to sell goods, and they still sell high-quality fine salt...

If those people hadn't spoken to go back by themselves just now, he would have to go forward and lobby. As long as they could sell fine salt, the commission would be much larger. In just half a day, their inn had sold hundreds of kilograms of fine salt.

However, the restaurant like He's like this can only be considered a small fuss.

At this time, the trading hall of Zhongshan North Road had been crowded with the heads of the nobles of various aristocrats in the city.

He Sheng sat on the lower head of the horse Zhou with a smile, opposite Zhou Feng who was staring at him with a beard, Cao Yan, Ding Lao, Fang Hong and others.

"I'm not kind, I'm too kind... Lao He, how can you eat alone? How dare you eat alone?"

Looking at the interesting look of the people opposite, He Sheng smiled so much that his eyes were almost buried in his flesh.

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, smiled proudly and said, "It's not my fault. Who happened to meet me? Besides, the husband is grateful to He for his good intentions and giving this salt maker is also what He deserves."

"Bad, you think I don't know. It's just that I happened to go out for a walk with my husband and left the lucky guy."

Zhou Feng took a sip of tea and turned to Ma Zhou and said, "Master Ma, everyone is a member of the Chamber of Commerce. Is the fine salt sales a little too biased? Why did he give him all the first batch of fine salt of 300 stones?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhou raised his eyes and glanced at everyone present. Except for He Sheng who was smiling and Maitreya, everyone else looked unwilling.

Ma Zhou smiled bitterly in his heart. This matter was really not blamed on him. Xi Yunfei decided to give it to He Sheng. At that time, he was not in Zimao Mountain at all. He was not sure about the specific incident. He only knew that Xi Yunfei discovered a huge salt mine in Zimao Mountain.

After thinking for a while, Ma Zhou spread his hands to signal everyone to be quiet and comforted him in harmony: "Ma is not incomprehensible to your thoughts, but you must know that this chamber of commerce and the salt mine are owned by Lang Jun.

To put it bluntly, Lang Jun will give the chamber of commerce directly to He Sheng tomorrow, and Ma can't say anything.

Everyone here, we have worked together for so long, don’t you still know the character of your husband?

Just remember one thing.

What your husband gives you is your blessing. If you don’t give it to him, you’d better not be dissatisfied.”

"This..." The few people here, including He Sheng, who was just happy, suddenly sat upright.

Everyone looked at each other, finally united, bowed to Xijiazhuang, and then turned around and bowed to Ma Zhou and apologized: "Master Ma has taught me a lesson, and I am waiting for Meng Lang."

Seeing this, Ma Zhou nodded with satisfaction and smiled and asked everyone to sit down again.

Then, he took out a stack of pre-prepared documents from the bookshelf behind him and said, "I invite you all to come today, so I will naturally not disappoint you."

Behind Ma Zhou, two assistants distributed the documents to the hands of each head of the family.

He Sheng sat close to him, copied the document, and opened it directly to read the contents.

"The method of salt and iron distribution?"

Ma Zhou nodded slightly to him, picked up the teacup to moisten his throat, and said loudly: "The number of iron ingots produced in the smelting workshop was limited before, and we could not supply a large amount of goods, which made many of the people present come back in disappointment. It was because Ma was not considerate. However, after General Li handed over this site, the smelting workshop invested a lot of manpower and material resources, which greatly increased the output..."

After looking at the crowd who were overjoyed, Ma Zhou continued: "The benefits of salt and iron are also known to everyone here. Whether it is the Tang Dynasty, the Turks, or other surrounding small countries, these two are indispensable strategic materials."

"Why do you mean by the commander of horses?" Everyone held the documents and showed a look of earnest and expectation.

Ma Zhou put the teacup heavily on the table and said in a deep voice: "Salt and iron distribution will inevitably affect the original interests of many people. Langjun has handed over the salt market of Shuofang to He Sheng, which means that in the future, he can only find He Sheng to buy salt in Shuofang."

"ah?"

"Everyone, don't be impatient." Ma Zhou stretched out his hand to interrupt everyone's wailing and said, "In addition to Shuofang, there is a broader market. If you all have the ability, even if you sell salt and iron to Annan, your husband can supply you."

"Then can we sell salt and iron to the Tang Dynasty and the Turks?"

"Don't think about these two countries. What you should care about is Silla, Baekje, Goguryeo, or Japan in the east, Tuyuhun, Tubo, and Western Turkic..."
Chapter completed!