"I didn't expect that it would be so prosperous after a few months when Brother Gao was gone. It's really envious of my brother!"

Fan Xiu'an was also inspired. When he entered Hekou Fort, he could not see a idler, farmer farming and workers working. There were several construction sites outside Hekou Fort, the young and strong refugees were divided into several batches, some were building city walls, some were building houses, and even those older women were helping to take care of their babies.

"Brother Fan is joking. What can my foundation be like!"

Gao Jin is not humble, but to be honest. Don’t look at Hekou Fort and Gubei Village’s population of 10,000 yuan. But at present, the grain needs to be purchased by Fan Xiu'an. At least it has to be enough for the next year after the harvest this year. He estimated that it would take two or three years for Hekou Fort to be self-sufficient and surplus.

After entering Gao's house, Fan Xiu'an looked at the healthy woman carrying a knife in the yard and couldn't help laughing, "Brother Gao, you are so unique here."

Gao Jin didn't say much when he saw this. Although Mulan was pregnant, her temper had not changed much. The women in the Hekou Fort all went to learn looms with skillful intentions. The rest would either help with taking care of the children, or they would become the deputies of women in the mansion and receive training from the Yingniang and the others under Mulan.

At present, Hakka Fort can be said to be a soldier for everyone. In the worst case, nearly a thousand healthy women and half-large dolls can be pulled out to the city wall to fight against the enemy, but Gao Jin will never let this happen.

Through the hall and the courtyard, when he arrived at the back house, Fan Xiu'an also saw Mulan who was walking by Liu Xiaomei. He also smiled happily. The foundation he built by Gao Jin seemed to him was rich, and now he will have children. This is a great blessing and great fortune.

"Sister-in-law, come on, this is my gift, you can see."

Fan Xiu'an took out the big red brocade box he brought and handed it to Liu Xiaomei who came forward, then looked at Gao Jin beside him with a smile and said, "Brother, my wife has been pregnant for several months recently. In fact, this month is only three months older than her brother and sister. This is fate. If there is a difference between men and women, how about our two families marrying each other?"

Gao Jin doesn't like marriage like a fingertips, but Fan Xiu'an has a good relationship with him, so he can't just say no. After all, he has a very good relationship these days and will not speak up, and the atmosphere is so.

Seeing Gao Jin's face slightly changed, Mulan didn't know what he was thinking, so she took the initiative to smile and said, "Uncle, this matter is really hard for the master. After I got pregnant, Liu Qianhu and Master Zheng both said they would marry us. Now, with you, you, the third family."

Fan Xiu'an couldn't help feeling a pity after hearing this, but he could only say, "Whether, it's because my child doesn't have this blessing, but Brother Gao, you can't agree to another family. This child has his own blessing. The children will make their own decisions about the matters of this young generation."

Liu Xiaomei, who was holding the big red brocade box in front of Mulan, suddenly changed her words when she saw this shopkeeper Fan, and she couldn't help but smile there, "Shopkeeper Fan, if my sister Mulan gave birth to a child, she must be a hero like her brother-in-law. If she was a girl, she would also be a woman from the martial arts family..."

"Little sister, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Mulan frowned slightly and interrupted Liu Xiaomei's words in a cold voice. Her anger made Liu Xiaomei quickly say, "Sister Mulan, don't be angry. My sister said the wrong thing, so I will apologize to the shopkeeper Fan."

"Shopkeeper Fan, the little woman speaks without saying anything, please don't be surprised."

Looking at the quirky Liu Xiaomei, Fan Xiu'an is a businessman who is used to the scene. What is the sarcasm of just sarcasm? He really cares about a girl, so he said to himself, "Is there anything you want to be weird about when my brother and sister are serious?"

At this time, Mulan looked at the opened brocade box with a pair of dragon and phoenix cards with gold inlaid jade, each of which was as big as a palm. The carved jade materials were very good, so she knew that Fan Xiu'an was probably thinking about this gift, "Then I will thank the uncle for the child in my stomach."

Mulan thanked generously, without saying anything polite, which made Fan Xiu'an feel quite comfortable, because it means that this younger brother and sister did not treat him outsiders. Gao Jin said to the side, "Brother Fan, let's go to the study, Mulan, you can make some exquisite side dishes in the kitchen, and I will have a few drinks of Brother Fan."

For Gao Jin, Fan Xiu'an, who was not good at drinking, was a good drinker. When he came back from Shenmubao, Liu Xun gave him several carts of good wine, and most of them were divided by him, and the rest was used as a guest.

"Yes, Master."

Mulan took Liu Xiaomei away, while Gao Jin led Fan Xiu'an to the study. Unexpectedly, after Fan Xiu'an sat down, he sighed, "Brother Gao, are we businessmen so unwelcome?"

Although Liu Xiaomei didn't say anything just now, she laughed at the Fan family as a merchant family and was not worthy of marrying a martial family like them.

Fan Xiu'an may not care about Liu Xiaomei's offense, but what Liu Xiaomei said is the truth. Even if Fan Xiu'an is one of the seven major managers of the Suide Merchant Gang, and can go to the General Office, the governor and even the Governor's Office, he is still a businessman who is in the eyes of the world. He may be able to chat and laugh with those officials, but if he wants to marry these officials, he will be considered crazy.

"Brother Fan wants to hear the truth or lies?"

"Of course it's the truth. Do you still need it between you and me..."

"Then I'll just say that 90% of the merchants in the world are not good things now, and the remaining 10% are not much better!"

Gao Jin replied loudly, although Fan Xiu'an had a deep friendship with him, the Fanji Store, who helped buy various supplies, was able to reach its current scale, but Gao Jin knew very well that this was because Fan Xiu'an was optimistic that he was willing to pay for his capital. If it were replaced by others, how could Fan Xiu'an be so easy to talk to.

“Brother Gao is really…”

After hearing this, Fan Xiu'an couldn't help but smile bitterly, because Gao Jin was really telling the truth, but in this world, if he was doing business, he would have to lose all his underwear. Why do those who study and become officials make money and make money and look down on them, who are full of money-smelling merchants.

"Brother Fan, what's the point of your concern about these things!"

With the word "profit", there is no business that the Ming Dynasty merchants dare not do in the world. Gao Jin went to chat with Fan Xiu'an and often heard him telling the story of Datong's Shanxi merchants being brave and doing business with the Tartars and selling anything. But in fact, there is no lack of envy in his words, but those who have been operating for a long time and have a deep relationship with the Tartars, so they, such foreign merchants, can't get in, complain.

Gao Jin has always been disgusted with some things. In his opinion, Fan Xiu'an is a very typical black-hearted merchant. He came here to carry so many iron tools, so he wanted to sell them to the Tartars to make a profit. Why bother to be a bitch and set up a archway?

Fan Xiu'an was speechless by Gao Jin, but his depression disappeared. So when Gao Jin asked about the batch of iron tools, he became excited again. It turned out that this time he had collected a lot of cheap iron ore from the powerful men who came to the door, and made his own blacksmith shop roughly refined it, but he got tens of thousands of kilograms of iron tools out of thin air.

If this batch of ironware was sold in the Ming Dynasty, the profit would be small, but if it was sold to the Tartars, it would be more than ten times the profit. Therefore, knowing that Gao Jin had the access to Guihua City, Fan Xiu'an naturally brought all of this batch of ironware, mainly based on rough iron materials.

"I still have batches of iron ore on my side. At present, 50,000 kilograms of iron tools are worth at least 20,000 taels."

Gao Jin didn't expect that Fan Xiu'an was so cruel this time. He had 50,000 kilograms of iron tools. According to him, the scale of the iron tools business in the end was no less than 100,000 kilograms.

"I'll take all the iron tools for Brother Fan. You just need to transport them to Hekou Fort. I will be responsible for the next one. I will give you 10,000 taels of iron tools. I will give you 10,000 taels of benefits and deliver them in cash."

Fan Xiu'an is indecisive. This batch of iron tools is an extra money. The cost of those iron materials is only one and a half cent per kilogram. The cost of fifty thousand kilograms of iron materials is only less than 800 taels. He has no cost to transfer the goods, so what is there to be disappointment in making a net profit of nearly 100 taels?

The two had their own tacit understanding. Fan Xiu'an would not ask Gao Jin what to do with these iron tools. Whether to sell them to the Tartars or keep them for their own use, it has nothing to do with him.

"It's okay to slow down the salt matter."

When talking about a big business, Fan Xiu'an was in a good mood, so he told Gao Jin that he originally hoped that Gao Jin could get salt from the Tartars, but now that he has the honeycomb coal business, he is not in a hurry.

"Oh, Brother Fan, is there something wrong with the merchant gang?"

Gao Jin remembered that Fan Xiu'an was very concerned about the salt product at the beginning. He didn't expect that it would be less urgent after a long time, but he became concerned about it himself because he was still short of money. He used all the prosperity of Hekou Fort today. Although the workshops could produce enough products to sell to the Tartars in the future, who would think that the money was too much?

Fan Xiu'an and Suide Merchants had salt in their hands and channels, which was to sell private salt as official salt openly. As long as he found the salt lake, it would be a huge profit, so Gao Jin became concerned.

"Of course, something went wrong. Those Huizhou guys were too forced, and those Shanxi guys were unreliable. The merchant gangs were afraid they couldn't last long in Yangzhou..."

The Qin merchants were able to gain a foothold in Yangzhou and control the salt industry in the world because of the court's policies, and they were so popular for more than a hundred years. But now that China and France have long been corrupted, the court is mostly southern officials, and Huizhou men are good at litigation and lawsuits. In the past two years, Qin merchants like the Suide Merchant Gang have been defeated step by step. The Shanxi men who were originally wearing pairs of pants with the Qin merchants have been removed, and the Shanxi Association has long been in name only.

The big leader of the Suide Merchant Gang is almost unable to stay in Yangzhou. Fan Xiu'an, who has monopolized coal profits, is now waiting for the big leader to lose power. He is not convinced that the business gang will lose more ruthlessly in the salt industry, the better, so that he will have a chance to get ahead.

Listening to Fan Xiu'an's plan, Gao Jin nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then according to Brother Fan's plan, although I found a source of salt goods from the Tartars, the amount was not that large, so it would be better to be slow."
Chapter completed!