Zhao Jin's smile on his face became stronger and he continued, "So this wine can be sold for a good price outside, right? Mongolian tribes like to drink it the most."

"No, those Tartars usually drink some kind of macadamia wine, which is sour than vinegar..." Wang Ziyang followed a few words, suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately looked at Zhao Jin with a shocked face, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Often the soju wine in the pass can be sold at a high price on the grassland, let alone my wine, right?" Zhao Jin asked with a smile.

Wang Ziyang seemed to see ghosts and gods at this time, with a look of horror. The other merchants also had similar expressions. However, the merchant surnamed Man said carelessly: "Mr. Jin has also been there. This wine can be sold into a large tent, a pound of gold tent..."

"Don't say anything, you're so fucking. You can't hide anything in this broken mouth." Wang Ziyang finally couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily.

Zhao Jin spoke leisurely and continued, "A hundred and two hundred jars a month, and if you use a big cart to get out of seclusion, it will definitely be a huge profit when you sell it to the grassland, right?"

The friends suddenly realized, thinking that no wonder these merchants suddenly came to buy wine. Wang Ziyang looked up and wanted to explain. Seeing Zhao Jin's clear smile, hesitated and said dejectedly: "There must be losses along the way. You have to pay for the border. You can't hide anything from Jin. If you don't add water to this famous wine in Hanjing, you can sell a pound of wine for one tael of silver. Those Tartars don't want their lives when they see such strong wine. That decay is already considered restrained."

One pound per ounce? Even if Zhao Jin's friends thought of selling it at a high price, they would never have thought of it as such a price. Nowadays, dozens of pounds per pound is a huge profit. It is almost a thousand pounds per pound. What kind of way to make money?

"Uncle Zhao has also fought a war at the border. How can we hide this from me?" Zhao Jin said with a smile. Uncle Zhao Zhenxing had never mentioned this. The reason why he said this is to give the Niuma merchants an explanation, and to his brothers an explanation, otherwise how could he know it if he was thousands of miles apart.

From selling cattle and horses to grassland, from thinking about the grassland to cold, from cold to strong alcohol, Zhao Jin remembers a saying that people in cold areas have a great demand for strong alcohol, and strong alcohol can also resist the cold and eliminate fatigue. In a sense, this is also a necessity, but Zhao Jin did not expect that the price could be sold so high.

"You didn't buy it before because our output was low. Now we think the output is large, and there is not much more than you, so come here, right?" Zhao Jin asked with a smile.

Wang Ziyang nodded, his face full of disappointment. They thought they had seized the trick to make a fortune, but Zhao Jin had already known that with this young master's methods, there would be their chance.

"Mr. Jin, the young man has traveled from Nanzhili to Shanxi to the exit from Shanxi. He has been running for more than 20 years. He is familiar with people and has a close relationship. If he asks the young man to help, everything will definitely be convenient." Wang Ziyang continued.

The merchant is pursuing profits. Seeing that he can’t make a lot of money, it’s good to make some cheaper money. Zhao Jin nodded with a smile and said, “What price I sell to others here and what price I sell to you, but don’t expect to get more from me. My wine is not enough to sell now. You can stock up on the rules and get the goods.”

After he said this, not only the merchants were stunned, but even the partners were stunned. After Wang Ziyang reacted, he directly called the merchants to kneel down, touched and knocked down for a few clicks, and repeatedly said: "Thank you for your great reward, thank you for your great reward."

This is equivalent to letting them make huge profits, of course it is a generous reward. Zhao Jin smiled and said, "I want a good horse, one hundred, two hundred or even more, I can eat it here. Then you can use a good horse to pay for the wine. Do you understand?

"Mr. Jin, the autumn has passed. We drove our horses around the first month of the year. We only ran this way a year. If you want a horse, it will probably be next year..." Wang Ziyang said carefully.

"It's time to go next year. Now these horses will serve me." Zhao Jin said with a smile.

"Please don't worry, young people must work hard. If there is any mistake, you will be in trouble." Wang Ziyang kowtowed happily and replied.

It was getting late. At dinner, my friends looked puzzled on their faces. Liu Yong asked, "Brother, why don't we do such a great profit? Is this almost a hundred times a thousand times?"

"Who are we familiar with this road from Xuzhou to the border? Who are we familiar with the government office along the road, the border army's barriers, and the tribes on the grassland?" Zhao Jin asked several questions in succession, and everyone was shaking their heads.

Zhao Jin put the chopsticks and said, "We don't have much energy to get familiar with it now, and it's not that we sell it to cattle and horse merchants. Why bother thinking about the huge profits that we didn't make?"

Everyone stopped talking and lowered their heads and ate for a while. Chen Huang raised his head and asked in a stern voice: "Zhao Jin, what are we doing for? I have raised so many people and made so much money, but I have the opportunity to make a lot of money. You don't care so much. What are we going to do and what are we going to do in the future?"

Speaking of this, everyone looked at Zhao Jin. They didn't think about it when no one asked, but when someone mentioned it, everyone cared about it.

Zhao Jin pondered for a moment, and spoke solemnly: "We are doing better now than before, aren't we?"

Everyone nodded. Back then, they gathered in the yard to compete in poor martial arts and had a happy family background. But if they were not good, they would expect to win prizes and snacks. They were reluctant to eat them. They had to leave them to their younger brothers and sisters, and even the elders of the family. Now they were using thousands of taels of silver at will, and their families lived a life that only wealthy and gentry could have.

"If we don't have the swords and guns of Zhao's calligraphy, what can we do if we make a fortune? We've been taken away by someone." Zhao Jin continued, and naturally everyone had no objection. The killings were all for this several times.

"Now everything we do is to protect ourselves, protect ourselves and our family, and protect our property." Zhao Jin seemed to have concluded.

Everyone nodded and prepared to be busy. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jin did not finish his words: "We want to make ourselves stronger. Now we can only protect ourselves. When we go further, we can do more things. There is no end to becoming stronger. Every step forward, we can do more. In the end, we can leave our names in the world. In decades, hundreds of years, people will remember us."

Zhao Jin's words were not very direct and thorough. Everyone had a look of understanding on their faces. After a while, Shi Manqiang said in a muffled voice: "Brother, we will do whatever we say. Follow you will definitely get better and better."

Shi Manqiang's words were expressed, and everyone had a sudden expression on their faces. From the time when everyone gathered to the present, one thing has been proven. Following Zhao Jin's arrangement, it will be getting better and better.

On the afternoon of the second day of the wine tasting, Hejiazhuang began to become lively. Many wine-buying merchants came here with big carts. There were high walls built around Hejia winery, and Zhao Yiying servants with weapons were stationed and patrolling.

After all, Hejiazhuang is not Xuzhou City. If you don’t ride a horse, you will definitely delay the night on the road after picking up wine and going back to the city or going to various places. Several inns and car shops in Hejiazhuang are full of people, and some people go to the village house to stay. People eat and chew horses and chew. These food and accommodation costs have been made by the merchants in Hejiazhuang. The whole Hejiazhuang has already benefited from this winery.

Merchants are seeking profit. After they come to Hejiazhuang, the carts of wine may not be filled. They must bring some goods over and then take some goods away, which will make several markets around Hejiazhuang prosperous.

After a day, Hejiazhuang was full of joy, and everyone saw the good situation that would be there in the future.

The deadline set by Zhao Jin has passed, and Ruhui from Yunshan Temple has not come, but he sent someone to send a letter. The letter was a secret sticker that Ruhui used. The above said it was very simple: I have not given Zhao Jin these days, and it is indeed rude, but there are so many things there, please wait for Zhao Jin for another four days."

Since this letter has come, Zhao Jin will wait for another four days, and he will not be in a hurry anyway.

The letter arrived early in the morning. Zhao Jin finished reading the letter. Before he could discuss with his friends, he heard the noisy sound outside. The sound was quite lively and festive. He could hear the sound of blowing and beating, which seemed to be promoting Zhao Jin when he was able to maintain his position.

"Master, the people from Tianjiazhuang outside are here." A servant reported outside the door.

Tianjiazhuang, there are more than 200 families in this village, all of which are surnamed Tian, ​​about ten miles west of Hejiazhuang.

“What are you doing?”

"I don't know, but I saw that there was a gong and drum team in front of them, and pigs and sheep were carried behind them. The leader said that it was a large-scale farmer in Tianjiazhuang."

This big family in Tian is named Tian Ying, who is the richest and largest family in Tianjiazhuang. In fact, he is the leader of Tianjiazhuang and is considered a person like the owner. Liu Yong once said.

Zhao Jin narrowed his eyes. Before he could speak, someone outside said rudely: "Mr. Jin, a group of people from Xiaoshitou Village five miles away came, beating drums and drums, carrying pigs, sheep and gifts."

Xiaoshitou Village is about fifteen miles away from Hejiazhuang. There are more than 100 families there, without any big surnames, and the so-called big families are just like medium-sized landlords.

The person who spoke roughly was Qi San. Today he was riding a horse outside to patrol. Before Zhao Jin could speak, the noise outside was louder. Hearing someone came over panting and said outside the door: "Master, there are people coming from the Liu Family Mine in the northwest. The person who led the team was the owner of the Liu Family, who said he wanted to see the master."
Chapter completed!