When Qin Bai heard Huang Jun's words, he seemed to have some meaning, so he didn't say his words and asked with a smile: "Master Jun, what do you think of?"

"Eat, eat." Huang Jun picked up the chopsticks again, and Qin Bai also took a cabbage in the hot pot. Huang Jun waved his hand and asked everyone else to retreat, leaving only Zhao Hao. He looked at Qin Bai with a smile, "Don't you think you can hide it from others or me? We eat salt, outsiders seem to have just exchanged for a few taels and a half pounds for a few dollars. Those who don't know think it's a trivial small business. But everyone knows that our salt coach makes a lot of money. Why? It's because three meals a day cannot be missing. And your match is a copper. Which one will not use it after getting used to it? And it's a unique business, and there is no second one at all."

"We have a fixed number of salt and salt on the beach. You also rely on people to make matches. As long as you have a prescription, you can make as many as you can. You can get these amounts in just a few months. As long as you are not a fool, you should think that it should not be very difficult to do. In this tomorrow, Yangzhou salt merchants can earn five or six million taels a year, and long reeds will not be less than three or four hundred taels. In addition, the total amount of the well salt in Sichuan and Shaanxi and our scraps of scraps is estimated to be 1,200 to 3 million taels a year. Bai Er, if you sell it openly, even if you make a fortune of one box, the amount will not be less than the entire salt market, which is also a 10 million taels a year. Haha, congratulations, will our Jingjiazhuang produce the richest man in the Ming Dynasty?"

Qin Bai had no smile on his face. Unexpectedly, there was a person who was interested living across the street. He tried every means to hide it, but he saw it through it at a glance. Thinking of the dagger hidden in his arms, Qin Bai smiled slightly: "Master Jun, you are really good at joking. If I could make so much money, why are you still living in the world?"

Huang Jun smiled and refused to comment: "Actually, you are not doing badly. You control the quantity externally and use retail sales as a gimmick. In the eyes of others, you can't see the influx of white silver. You only see the copper coins on your counter, and you think you didn't make much money. But there are smart people everywhere in the world. Will they not understand? That's a matter of time. I'll ask you, the group of horses that were loudly roamed in the New Year, right? They should be specializing in robbing you, matches?"

Qin Bai's pupils shrank and his expression became serious. Huang Jun waved his hand and asked Qin Bai to relax: "If you are a smart person, you should beg your third grandmother to present the prescription to the He Mansion. The He Mansion can eat in the official position and the world, so you should be happy to accept it, right? Then you give up all your current territory and leave it to your brothers who are unwilling to follow you again. The only thing that remains is your confidant, you can bring them all into our Salt Gang. Otherwise, the narrower your road will be. Maybe in the end, even our Jingjiazhuang will be filled in!"

To be honest, for a moment, Jing Jian was so moved. What Huang Jun said really makes sense. Now it’s like a three-year-old child who has been holding gold and has poor self-protection ability. If you simply abandon the match formula and add it to the Salt Gang, you can avoid most dangers. But... can the Salt Gang really trust it?

"What are you thinking?" Huang Jun asked with a smile.

"Oh, Master Jun, I took a lot of women and children this time, and I was wondering what they should do?" This was indeed one of Qin Bai's concerns.

Maybe he didn't expect Qin Bai to answer this. Huang Jun was obviously shocked and then laughed: "You actually have such kindness as a woman. Now, in the legend of the world, you say that you are extremely vicious? But this matter is easy to deal with. When the time comes, we will throw it to the He Mansion together, and it will be nothing more than a matter of hundreds of stones of rice and flour."

Qin Bai immediately woke up. Maybe Huang Jun really admired him, but such a big owl in the world would never have the slightest compassion of the grassroots. Including the He Mansion, the same is true. Therefore, his own change of the family means a death sentence for those people. Not to mention, he is still gambling about his character. After joining the Salt Gang, who can guarantee that everything will go smoothly?

After thinking about it, Qin Bai decided to take everything into his hands. He smiled and declined: "Master Jun, sorry! Can you give me some more time to consider?"

Huang Jun was a little surprised again, and his expression also found it very interesting: "Bai Er, you should know that you don't have much time left?"

Qin Bai smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your kindness. I believe it won't be too long."

"Okay!" Huang Jun had already understood and showed a regretful expression, "Do you know why you like you? It's because you know how to be clever. I have seen too many people die on the word "greed". You can understand this and you can still hold on. In fact, just like we eat salt, our salt gang only needs to Denglai Mansions and never do other business. Unfortunately, when I understand that I can't be greedy, there are already many good brothers missing."

"Sorry! But I can't put down some things either."

"I know you're going to die?"

"Yes! But if you can live without death in the end, don't you think it's very interesting?"

The two laughed. Qin Bai suddenly asked, "Master Jun, there is a merciless request. I am short of money now. Can you help sell some matches? It is best not to let people know?"

Huang Jun shook his head apart and smiled, "Our Salt Gang will never do other businesses, let alone your matches. To others, it is King of Hell Tie to us!"

When Qin Bai said goodbye and left, he already understood that Huang Jun had his own pride and could not ask for him several times. His rejection this time basically cut off this retreat. And he would be neutral in the future, watching Yongsheng die by himself.

Watching Qin Bai leave, Huang Jun also smiled and said to Zhao Hao: "Ahao, prepare and set off for Jinan. The new salt transport envoy has arrived in the court. We must leave the etiquette that we should leave."

Zhao Hao felt it was quite strange: "Godfather, why do you have to go there in person? Can you send someone to come?"

The salt transport envoy in Shandong is generally more miserable. It is sandwiched between two major salt fields and has always been relatively weak. It is nothing more than giving some common meanings to the salt merchants every year.

However, Huang Jun shook his head: "Maybe the visitor is not good. Do you remember the batch of ownerless Huai salt before the New Year? There are also the villages in the south that have not been able to get goods for several months. Then there is the new salt transporter? There are not so many coincidences."

"Ah? Which bastard is looking for death?"

"Don't make a fuss. Maybe I haven't moved for several years, and someone has forgotten my name."

"Godfather, what should we do?"
Chapter completed!