After more than ten days of running, Xu Jie finally came back from Luoyang,
"320 wounded horses!"
Merton was elated when he heard Xu Jie's report on his harvest in Luoyang City.
"Tell the owner, with the owner's method and the medicine sent, 320 horses are now recovering gradually, and I believe they will come back in a few days." Xu Jie said that the 320 horses he said are indeed recovering. Most of the injured horses have no empty head.
"Shopkeeper Xu has worked hard!" Merton said excitedly.
Xu Jie showed a happy smile and knew that his first battle in Mojia village had finally started. Xu Jie's trip to Luoyang not only got 320 wounded horses, but also widened the business road of Mojia village in Luoyang City.
And different from Xu Jie's difficult business in the past, he used Merton's method to fight a time difference in Luoyang. These 300 horses are almost as easy as those he picked up. However, Xu Jie, who has been in business all his life, has never realized it.
The second battle is Xu Jie's carefully planned Mohist Food City, which is the most important battle for Xu Jie to gain a firm foothold in Mohist village.
The artificially hatched chickens, ducks and geese have grown up after several months of growth. Merton starts the Mohist food city to fulfill his original promise to Li Shimin that there will be no phenomenon of cheap meat hurting farmers.
"Mr. Xu is in trouble about Mohist Food City," Merton said.
Xu Jie nodded solemnly. He found that the business in Mojia village was very different from his previous business. In the past, he only did business for profit by any means, while Mojia village pursued win-win. However, he had never heard that selling things to customers would also help customers make profits.
"After sales service!" Xu Jie always has a new understanding when he thinks of the word Merton said.
Mohist food city is actually the product of resource integration through the transformation of Goubuli steamed stuffed bun shop, fish champion building and ink technology exhibition.
Since the settlement of Mohist hospital, the road in front of the Imperial College has gradually become prosperous. People come and go every day. Since ancient times, it is easy to form a commercial area in front of the hospital and school, and Mohist Food City naturally came into being.
Xu Jie has been full of praise since he tasted the delicious food of Mohist house. In addition, he immediately felt promising by studying the branch model of Goubuli steamed stuffed bun shop. Mohist food city is an attempt made by Xu Jie to Mohist village. If feasible, it will be promoted immediately like Goubuli steamed stuffed bun shop.
Fish champion building!
Xu Jie and Master Yu looked excitedly at the large-scale construction in the ink technology exhibition.
"Don't worry, brother Xu. You can't delay the young master's business!" the fish Master said with a smile.
What Mojia village does not lack is workers. In just more than ten days, the ink technology exhibition has been transformed into a huge food Square.
"The skills of Mohist village are really excellent!" Xu Jie exclaimed and watched as huge weights were easily lifted and installed by Mohist children with a pulley tool.
In Xu Jie's eyes, why doesn't this tool have great commercial value? Xu Jie feels that Mojia village is giving him more and more surprises.
Of course, now is not the time for promotion. According to master Zhang, they are developing an iron rope made of steel wire. If the development is successful, it is easy for a person to lift 10000 kilograms of heavy objects with the help of this tool.
Xu Jie suppressed the shock in his heart. He can imagine how much sensation it will cause once the Mojia village is really developed successfully.
Xu Jie joined Mojia village for only half a month, but he found himself shocked too many times, but now the most important thing is the current Mojia food city.
"I'd like to ask brother Yu to pay more attention to the training of chefs." Xu Jie arched his hand at the fish master.
The most important thing in the food city is the chef. The fish master is responsible for the training.
"Don't worry, brother Xu, you won't be disappointed." Master Yu promised confidently,
At this time, the fish ran over with a flustered face and whispered in the fish master's ear.
Seeing Master Yu's face, Xu Jie was immediately gloomy and asked, "brother Yu, what's the matter?"
"The dog just went to buy fine salt, but all of them are out of stock!" the fish master's face coagulated heavily.
The fish champion is a top restaurant. Of course, he uses the best fine salt, but now he can't buy fine salt. If the fish champion really uses coarse salt as seasoning, the taste is estimated to drop greatly, and soon the reputation of the fish champion will be lost.
"Fine salt is fine salt in Yuncheng!" Xu Jie said. The Mohist food city he prepared is also going to use fine salt. When it opens, it will be a joke if there is a direct lack of salt.
"Back to the shopkeeper! The best salt in Chang'an is Yuncheng fine salt. Both Sichuan Sichuan well salt and Qidi sea salt taste very bad and are full of impurities. They are OK for ordinary household use, but they can't be used in restaurants." Yu Er replied.
"Have you ever asked why and how long it will take to arrive?" Xu Jie asked.
"It is said that the production of salt pond was reduced, and large customers from other places contracted large orders." the second fish replied.
"No, I'll go there myself. I must buy fine salt!" said Master Yu anxiously. He is a chef. Of course, he knows the importance of salt. Taste means word of mouth. If a restaurant loses word of mouth, it's not far from closing down. The fish champion building is his hard work, but it can't be destroyed in a single blow.
"Brother Yu, don't go!" Xu Jie stopped the anxious fish master with a wry smile.
Master Yu looked at Xu Jie suspiciously. You know, fine salt is related to the success or failure of Mohist food city.
"This matter is still a drag on brother Yu! Brother Yu doesn't know that the real owner behind Yuncheng fine salt is the Taiyuan Wang family!" Xu Jie said bitterly.
Yuncheng salt pond is one of the most famous salt ponds in the Tang Dynasty. It has been developed on a large scale since the Han Dynasty. It is exported to the customs and is the most important source of edible salt in Chang'an city!
Datang does not implement the official operation of salt and iron. The Taiyuan Wangs have operated in Taiyuan for hundreds of years. Although they do not directly control the salt pond, they firmly control the fine salt with the highest profit in their own hands.
From this means of directly cutting off salt, Xu Jie felt the previous style of the Taiyuan Wang family. At that time, his Xu firm fell on the move of the Taiyuan Wang family.
"Salt is a national treasure, but it is used for public and private purposes." master fish said angrily.
In fact, this is not just about Xu Jie. The young master of the horse injury incident has made a bad relationship with the Wang family. He didn't expect that the Wang family should use such despicable means.
Xu Jie nodded painfully. He had a deep understanding of the wanton plundering of these aristocratic families by virtue of their privileges.
Soon, a notice was posted outside the yuzhuangyuan building and closed down. However, it was said that it was to cooperate with the opening of the Mohist Food City and stabilize the source of tourists for the time being.
Sun YangZheng is in the store!
Wang Zhe was having a dinner with his eldest son. After hearing the news that the yuzhuangyuan building was closed for rectification, he couldn't help laughing.
Wang Zhe carefully studied the business model of yuzhuangyuan building and found that the ingredients of yuzhuangyuan were directly supplied by Mojia village. It was impossible to do anything. After studying for a long time, there was only fine salt.
"Congratulations, brother Wang's plan is successful and he has eliminated another strong enemy for sun YangZheng store." Chang sun Chong smiled and complimented. No one thought that sun YangZheng store, which is famous in Chang'an City, is also the industry of Taiyuan Wang family.
In the past few months after the Yangxian incident, the business of sun YangZheng's store gradually returned to normal, but suddenly ushered in the challenge of the fish champion. This time, Wang Zhe has to deal with Mojia village. In addition to exporting gas, what is more important is the dispute of interests.
"The ink family, Wang has never paid attention to it, but the next few people of Qin Huaiyu will rely on the help of elder brother sun!" Wang Zhe
Arched hand.
Although Mojia village lost the most salt this time, Qin Huaiyu and others were also damaged.
"Don't worry, brother Wang!" the eldest son nodded. As long as he can deal with the Mexican family, he can bear the pressure.