"How great is it to buy peace in Sichuan with 20% or 30% of the profit, it's worth it." Changsun Hong was so experienced that he was like a businessman who had been doing business for many years, and he settled the score with his fingers: "Everyone think, if everyone organizes their own guards, let alone whether those crops can stop the Mongolian soldiers, how much does it cost to invite such people? It's not helpful to have fewer people, and if there are too many people, they walk on the official road with knives and guns. What are you going to do? Will you rebel?"

The salt merchants blinked and slowly savored the meaning of his words, and their hearts began to make up their minds.

Changsun Hong continued to induce things in a row: "Save this money and buy peace. You can do it, right? Ruifuxiang is a big business, and its exclusive business also facilitates the control of the salt industry. It is always good to be cautious when it is in chaos. Moreover, the money earned by Ruifuxiang must be 80% of the tax amount to be used to set up the military pay expenses of the military. If you write down one by one, it may not be as much as you earn."

He finally knocked his hand on the table and opened his arms wide open: "Of course, it would be OK if anyone was willing to do this exclusive transaction on behalf of Ruifuxiang, but remember, we have to draw 80% of the tax, 80%!"

A salt merchant couldn't help but shouted in the back: "80%!? Then what else does Rui Fuxiang make? The profit is too thin!"

"That's right!" Changsun Hong seemed to be waiting for someone to ask this question, and stood up excitedly, and was excited: "Rui Fuxiang is not for making money, but for the safety and stability of Xichuan! Their Ran great shopkeeper Ran said that it doesn't matter whether Rui Fuxiang makes money or not. As long as he can ensure that there is a lot of salt tax collection and no missed collection, every penny is used on the blade. Even if he made a contribution to Xichuan's fight against the Northern Territory, his mind and courage are worthy of being a role model among businessmen, and the object of learning!"

His words were righteous and his whole body seemed to have risen a lot. He stood there, as straight as a green pine, and his eyes looked out from the door and reached the sky.

The merchant who asked what he said just now did not expect that Changsun Hong would extend to such a high level, and he didn't know how to turn his tongue. He was stunned and dazed in panic.

However, the salt merchants are all human geniuses, and they can't hear the tricks. They exchanged glances and disagreed.

Wu Zhaozu hummed in his nose and whispered to himself: "80%? Do you know if you accept it?"

He didn't say loudly, but he could hear Changsun Hong's ears. He looked at Wu Zhaozu gently, playing with the copper paperweight with one hand, stroked it carefully, and asked, "Sir Wu, what did you say?"

The copper paperweight weighs at least half a pound, with a clear corner. It would be strange if it hits the head without a hole.

Wu Zhaozu's heart was so scared that he was sweating on his back. The soldier was so irritable that he had just smashed the brother-in-law of the Ministry of Revenue and hesitated without any mercy. He would smash it as soon as he said he would smash it. If he was crazy and smashed himself for a moment, who would he ask for?

He took a step back, shook his hands around, and denied in panic: "No, no, I said that Lord Changsun was right and right, that's the reason!"

"Yes! Listen to everyone, Lord Wu has agreed!" Changsun Hong faced the salt merchants, like the goldfish man who deceived and seduced the little girl, with a smile on his face: "What do you think?"

Many salt merchants were either confused, sneered, or expressionless, and stood without moving. Of course, they would not be frightened by Changsun Hong's words in a few words. Those who could stand here were not only brave, but also confident.

They may not have expected that the commander of the Xichuan Control Commission sent such a soldier, but since they came, they could not leave easily. The brother-in-law was beaten to Changsun Hong's bad intentions. Don't you, Changsun Hong, want to reason? Okay, let's reason.

If you don’t eat the hard ones, we will be soft ones.

A salt merchant stood up and bowed: "Mr. Changsun is right. It is not impossible to spend money to buy peace, but what do you want to guarantee that if we buy salt from Ruifuxiang, there will be no danger in Sichuan? If there is any loss, will the Salt Commission compensate?"

Everyone gave thumbs up secretly, saying that this person was smart and hit seven inches at once.

No matter how Changsun Hong answers, he will fall into a trap.

If you say there is no danger, then okay, I will rob myself and you will have to pay for it if something happens; if there is a danger, then I will buy something nonsense!

Humph, I want to be more brain-thinking than those who have read books. You are far from being a soldier!

They were sarcastic and waited for Changsun Hong's joke.

"No danger, no compensation." Changsun Hong said lightly.

The salt merchant was stunned.

Changsun Hong looked at them and shrugged his shoulders: "We guarantee that there will be no shadow of Mongolian scattered soldiers on the official road, but no one can keep it safe. I can only say that there is no danger to buy salt from Ruifuxiang. But if you don't buy it from Ruifuxiang, you must be in danger to walk in Sichuan!"

He pointed to the Xuan Armored Soldiers standing on both sides and said, "The Xichuan soldiers of the Song Dynasty are well-known. If you have never heard of them, you can take a detour to the Ximen to take a look when you go out. There are still some things that have not been sent to the capital. It will take a few days to get on the road, so you can just visit us."

What else is at the west gate?

Not to mention the salt merchant, even the chief supervisor Wu Zhaozu didn't know. It should be because of his skill in speaking, and what Changsun Hong sent someone to do.

These mysterious words did not make the salt merchants feel it.

Another salt merchant frowned and looked at Changsun Hong and said, "Mr. Changsun, we are all old customers who have been doing salt business here for many years. We have always bought salt directly from the Salt Supervision Bureau. You ask us to withdraw and become a second-hand dealer of Sichuan salt. It's really sudden, aren't you afraid that we won't buy salt here?"

It’s natural to speak with swords and guns, but if you want to monopolize, I won’t play with you anymore. Can’t you afford to play or hide?

Changsun Hong spread his hands indifferently and smiled: "It's of course no matter how free you buy and sell, you can go with the market. This is of course impossible to force it. However, Sichuan Jingshang, etc., the quality, output and quality of the well salt in Kuizhou are several levels far behind. The shipping cost of salt from other places is more expensive than the salt itself. If you don't buy it, there will naturally be someone to buy it. I'm ugly saying that it's in the beginning. Within one month from tomorrow, it will be the time limit for applying for a discount card. If you go to the salt stack set up in Ruifuxiang in Rongzhou City to order money, you can enjoy discounts. If you come back after the time limit, you must increase by 20% on the basis of the original price!"

His smile was very straightforward and confident this time: "You are all people with clear minds. You can go and visit me. Who is Changsun Hong, what I have done, and whether you have the ability to turn what I just said into reality. You can go and inquire about it."

Standing up, he put the copper paperweight that had been holding in his palm on the table, bowed to everyone, and said, "That's all, I have something to do. There are people waiting for me on Fushunjian. Everyone, let's talk about it later!"

He left as soon as he said, but before he finished speaking, he arrived outside the lobby gate. Two teams of armored soldiers followed closely behind. The awkward sound of iron armor rubbing made people shocked.

When he left, a group of salt merchants had a conversation with Wu Zhaozu. Because of Changsun Hong's relationship, everyone felt a little heavy and undecided. Wu Zhaozu could not understand what medicine was hidden in this general's gourd.

After a while of discussion, there was no result.

Everyone simply dispersed. This matter was important. When they went back, they had to discuss it with the owners behind the scenes. Before leaving, they remembered Ximen's affairs. Everyone was a little curious. What was there?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!