"Why...why do you want so much food? I give it to..."

He didn't finish his speech. Even if he didn't finish his speech, Han Zhenhan could still hear who he wanted to say later. whose army is the most short of food and grass now. Of course, it was the troops that Kublai Khan returned from the southern expedition...

"My people have to eat too. Even if Kublai Khan wants it, I have a surplus to give it to him, but I don't... I have a thousand or eight hundred people under my command, are you right..."

After understanding the intention of worshiping, Han Zhenhan felt confident. He had said it earlier, he would do business... If you pay 60 yuan, I promise to sell it to you. I can sell you two thousand stones more. When Han Zhenhan thought of this, he suddenly remembered a mountain of gold.

"Thirty cents are a little short. After the Southern Expedition, the grain price in Yuncheng will inevitably rise sharply. Thirty cents cannot be defeated. Forty cents, I will sell you a thousand stones."

When he thought of Han Zhenhan, he spoke, and his expression was very serious, not like a lie or a joke.

A stone of rice costs more than 90 kilograms, which is nearly 100 kilograms. A thousand stone of rice is 100,000 kilograms of grain. A hundred thousand kilograms costs 4,000 kilograms. A single kilogram is an extra kilogram.

"You make me happy. How much food did you snatched at the rice shop yesterday? Do you think I don't know how to fool me?"

After saying this, I felt a little regretful when I bowed to Yuncheng because since Han Zhenhan brought his people to Yuncheng, one incredible thing happened that he only appeared in Yuncheng when Han Zhenhan participated.

"You...really?"

"Only more or less."

Han Zhenhan, who relaxed, picked up a piece of melon on the table, ate it, swallowed the fragrant melon meat. Han Zhenhan nodded in faith.

"Hehe, this is too expensive forty, it's a bit cheaper..."

Han Zhenhan shook his head, looked at the fleshy face with a smile and said,

"Forty is not expensive. Maybe I have to lose money. If Yuncheng experienced the looting of the Southern Expedition Army, how much food would the people be left? In just one month, there would be a grain shortage. Yuncheng is a big city with a population of more than 100,000 people... How much would the food be sold at that time?"

How can you not understand this principle? It is the virtue that you think you should have as a businessman.

"I can't give you cheap food, but I can give you the cost price..."

When I heard this, I was delighted. The army of more than 100,000 people should eat salt. Not only do people need to eat salt, but even horses need to eat salt.

"What price? Twenty-five cents?"

"Can..."

Han Zhenhan picked up the wine glass and drank it lightly. He bowed and his face changed. He turned his eyes, shook his head, glared at Han Zhenhan, and then laughed loudly.

"You guys got around. You have no place to put the salt in your hand. I sold the cost to me, and I will pay the compensation..."

"It's true that I snatched the Wang Family Salt Warehouse. It's true that there's too much salt in my hand, but there will still be people rushing to sell the cost. Are you right..."

When Han Zhenhan said this, he felt it was very reasonable and nodded unconsciously. The price of 25 pm is basically no longer profitable. I thought that it was like cashing out the goods. I was not afraid of putting salt.

"Haha, okay, then I've collected the salt you have. I'll send you all the salt to me..."

"yes..."

Han Zhenhan raised his glasses in front of him and placed them in a square manner. He bowed to Yaoyao, as if he was celebrating the transaction. This was indeed a celebration of Han Zhenhan's hand selling all the dirty things. He also sold a large amount of futures.

He drank the wine in his glass, took the white Hada hanging around his neck, wiped his mouth, and then clapped his hands. The dancer who had just stepped down stood up again, and the musicians began to play happily.

Taking advantage of the sound, Han Zhenhan coughed softly twice. Shunzi, who was sitting at the next table between Han Zhenhan and Wanze, was stunned. Then he looked at Han Zhenhan and found that it was Han Zhenhan who called him. Shunzi hurriedly got up and walked behind Han Zhenhan.

He squinted his eyes and used his two fingers to smooth out his beard, but he didn't say anything. He thought it was Han Zhenhan's arrangement for the goods.

I was really betrayed and guessed correctly. Han Zhenhan explained two things in Shunzi's ear.

The first thing is to ask Shunzi to personally take the soldiers of the guard company to Guandi Temple Wharf to closely monitor the movements of the ships.

The second thing is to ask Lao Fan to take the brothers in the first battalion and the fishing boats to clear the things they put on. Then gather at the fishing port wharf and wait for orders at any time. Once there are a large number of ships in Guandi Temple, please inform Lao Fan to rob him back.

After Han Zhenhan's order, Shunzi walked out without looking back. As soon as he walked out of the curtain, someone came to attract nonsense and didn't say much, and led the way directly. This was the most obvious meaning. Han Zhenhan's personal freedom here can be fully guaranteed.

Han Zhenhan looked at Shunzi disappearing outside the silk tent from the corner of his eyes, put down his wine glass, smiled and said, "Ask the wine," he said.

"Your business is over, Xiao... Han, I also want to talk to you about a business..."

"Oh, that's fine... I can get you whatever you want, the sky clouds."

Being able to talk about business with businessmen and doing business is the thing that Baizhu likes to do the most, because few people do business with him, because Pingyang Mansion and Yuncheng are now surrounded by Mongolian territory. The merchants who come and go have also dropped a lot due to the southern expedition.

Talk about business with the Mongolians? It’s okay to say a hundred years ago, but as the Mongolians continue to grow, most of the businesses they talk about are. If you want to buy it with most of the money, you can continue to breathe.

Therefore, the overall reputation problem has led to no one who is willing to discuss business with Zhuozhu. Even if Zhuozhu is willing to suffer some losses, no one dares to believe that a fur merchant from Dali came to Yuncheng at a time to buy a large amount of Shu brocade. If he wants to buy raw cowhide, he can make leather armor, which is considered a contraband. Although it is a contraband, who can control Zhuozhu.

I had a happy chat with this Dali businessman and shared a meeting of several beauties in the Western Regions. This was a relationship of sex, but not long after the merchant left the city, the head fell to the ground. Every man was innocent and had a treasure...
Chapter completed!