Chapter 404

Gu Jiu drew a super pancake.

The young master was so excited that he was dazzled.

The reason why we haven't let go is that there is still a lack of a final strike.

Gu Jiu mentioned the most realistic and asked, "my ancestors also invested money in this project. If the young government refuses to lend money to the refugees to buy houses, it is impossible to sell the houses outside the south gate.

If the house can't be sold, let alone money, capital will be lost. The ancestors don't want to see their pension money become a room, but they can't sell it. "

The young master ordered to blow his beard and stare, "have you been waiting for me here?"

Gu Jiu pursed his lips with a smile, "my ancestors misunderstood me. I'm totally committed to my ancestors. "

The commander of the young master snorted, "well, I will consider this matter carefully. With your Majesty's approval, the young government will set aside a sum of money for the purpose of providing the residents with their own houses. "

"Laozu Zong is really a living Bodhisattva. Thousands of people will remember the achievements of their ancestors and set up a memorial hall for them. "

"Don't make such a fool of yourself." The young master's order repeatedly waved his hand, "I only want the name behind me."

Gu Jiu said with a clear smile, "I know. I'm sure it won't embarrass my ancestors. "

It's not that the family order of Shaofu doesn't really want the common people to set up a temple for him, but he is afraid of the son of heaven.

That's why I only want the name behind me.

Gu Jiu knows that he will not do things that are taboo.

She got up and bowed down. "It's up to me. I hope to hear good news from my ancestors as soon as possible. "

The young master nodded, "you go back and wait for the news."

Gu Jiu left.

When the government begins to lend money, the plan for the relocation of refugees can be formally launched.

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Er Zhuang takes his staff to the countryside to buy poultry and livestock.

The peasants were so simple that they only recognized silver.

No matter how big your background and financial resources are, it's useless.

Without silver, a chicken can't be taken away.

Two Zhuang also suffered a lot.

He couldn't figure out why he had to do something hard to please.

They went to the countryside to buy poultry and livestock with the cash silver to increase their income. However, the farmers were not grateful and were on guard.

Look at their eyes, as if to see cheaters.

When the real gold and silver were placed in front of the rural farmers, they still did not reduce their vigilance. They grabbed the silver, made sure it was real, and then held it carefully in their arms.

Over and over again, er Zhuang took his friends with him and brushed his face in ten miles and eight townships with cash silver for more than a month before he really gained the trust of the farmers.

At this time, er Zhuang told the farmers that they could take the livestock, poultry, rice, vegetables and fruits from their families to the market outside the South Gate of the capital city, and look for Sihai merchants.

As long as there is no problem with the goods, the four seas commercial banks will collect all the goods, and all of them are settled by cash, and they will never be in arrears with the payment of one cent.

Looking at the farmers' turbid eyes, er Zhuang doesn't know what he can get for more than a month's hard work.

Until two days later in the morning, it was very early in the morning, the sun had not come out, and the door of the firm had not been opened.

However, outside the business house, there is a lot of people.

Man, open the door, boy.

Rural farmers drive pigs and sheep, carry vegetables and fruits, and light torches to the market all night, to sell all the extra output of their families to the four seas business firms.

Er Zhuang, who got the news, looked at the enthusiastic farmers and the trust in their eyes. He was more excited than making a million business.

Because he knows that this trust is not easy.

It is good for the rural peasants to be simple, and at the same time, they are extremely exclusive.

Their output is only sold to the people who know them in their hometown.

Even if they know the price is very low, no one wants to go outside and find a new buyer.

This is a kind of local consciousness engraved in the gene.

The old people told them that only local people could be trusted. Foreigners are bad people and liars.

Such a situation, even in modern society, is also repeated.

Isn't that why the so-called "killing cooked meat" comes from? Isn't there a similar reason for regional discrimination.

I'm sorry to ask the farmers to take the initiative to sell things in the capital. I'm sorry, they can't do it without acquaintances.

But Er Zhuang and the guys did.

They used Gu Jiu Jiao's method, with cash and frequent brush face, to gain the trust of rural farmers.

For the first time, let the farmers in these mountains and depressions summon up their courage to walk out of the land and come to the feet of the emperor.

"Thank you! Thank you

Er Zhuang just want to say thank you.

Because this trust is so hard.

Although he didn't know the meaning of Gu Jiu's doing so, at the moment, he was so excited that he didn't regret his efforts for more than a month.Do you know how the chicken, duck, fish, vegetables and fruits that millions of people in Beijing eat every day?

The Imperial Palace has a Royal Manor.

Large families have their own Chuang Tzu supply.

The common people eat from the second, the third, and even the fourth and the fifth.

These two peddlers and three peddlers bought poultry, livestock, vegetables and fruits from the countryside through the local people, and then transported them to the capital for sale.

It's not easy to live in Beijing.

Not only because of the high prices in Beijing, but also because of the high prices in Beijing.

Isn't there any local farmers who sell their products directly to the capital?

Yes!

There are many more.

But compared with the food and drink of millions of people, the amount of agricultural products provided by local farmers is not worth mentioning.

Just like in modern society, how many local farmers produce and sell vegetables when they go to the vegetable market?

I'm afraid not.

Nine out of ten of the vegetables and fruits planted by local farmers are bought by second dealers. It is distributed to various farmers' markets by secondary dealers.

In the modern society with such developed transportation and communication, farmers of agricultural and sideline products can not replace the second and third peddlers.

What's more, in ancient times, communication was seriously lagging behind due to inconvenient transportation.

The whole agricultural market in the capital was monopolized by one or more peddlers, big or small, and three peddlers. Naturally, prices remain high.

At least compared with the cost, the price of Beijing's food basket is a little high.

But when the farmers took the initiative to pick up their own vegetables and fruits, and drove the pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks to the Sihai commercial firm located at the market outside the gate of Nancheng, the pattern of vegetable basket in Beijing finally changed.

Sihai merchants directly purchase poultry, livestock, vegetables and fruits from rural farmers. The price is naturally higher than the land price given by the second dealers.

There is no middleman to earn the price difference. The agricultural and sideline products of Sihai commercial bank enter the market directly with low price and high quality.

At first, only the refugees living nearby benefited.

With the local craftsmen's propaganda, the housewives of small families in the capital took pains to walk a few more miles, carrying baskets to the market outside the city gate.

The price is low and the quality is guaranteed. With the solid word-of-mouth effect, the market outside Nancheng gate is crowded with people from morning to night every day.

"Preferential promotion, preferential promotion. Five Wen, twenty eggs. "

"One Wen, two bundles of Chinese cabbage. Come and buy it. It's late and it's gone. "

"The last thousand catties of pork. If you need it, come here and line up."

In the market place, shouts come and go.

A row of newly built houses are full of old girls, little wives and old women coming from all directions.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, there are all of them!"

The guys hissed and cracked their lungs. They were hoarse with tin trumpets.

In addition to the local housewives, some migrant women with some spare money also joined the fight.

At first, the refugees did not know that they were eating the cheapest agricultural products in Beijing.

When the local women swarmed in, the refugees were confused.

Damn it! The local people in Beijing also use it. Let's grab it, too.

These two groups of people, quite different from each other, are fighting for the same piece of meat, the same plate of eggs, or the same hen.

In this vigorous rush to buy, a grain and oil shop opened quietly.

They sell not polished rice, but brown rice, brown flour, wheat, and corn flour, which is very rare in the north. And wheat bran, rice bran, vegetable oil, I do not know how many soy sauce.

All in all, they are low-cost agricultural products.

The shopkeeper stood at the door, looking at the scene of robbing crazy next door, frowning.

The eldest lady asked them to open a branch store in the market here. It must have been in the head.

These people have no money at first sight. What profit can they make by opening a branch here.

Another day, he would like to find a chance to talk with the steward of the palace, let the steward give advice to the princess and empress, and let the eldest lady not think about it.

Look, it's been open for almost an hour, and there's not a business yet.

On the first day of business opening, he would like to see what kind of face the eldest lady has to say that he has never lost money in business.

After a morning's struggle, housewives finally snapped up their favorite agricultural and sideline products.

They struggled out of the crowd with baskets.

Their hair was disordered and their clothes were disordered, which could not hide the satisfaction on their faces.

They stamped their feet and were ready to leave when they saw the grain and oil shop next door.

They went in, compared the price, and then decided to buy a few catties back.

The grain and oil shop opened and the first business was concluded.

With the first stroke, there will be a second, a thirdThe housewives came in and left.

They not only bought cheap meat dishes, but also bought cheap brown rice, vegetable oil, soy sauce and so on. It gives them a great sense of accomplishment.

I had some spare money on hand. I also weighed some corn flour and went back to have a fresh taste.

From the beginning, the shopkeeper didn't think it was just a few small businesses. At the end of the day, I personally greet the guests.

From morning to noon, the food and oil shop has not been broken, customers come in and out. The guys are too busy.

When the next door meat and vegetable shop closed down, grain and oil shop ushered in a second wave of small peak.

The housewives started shopping.

I have little spare money and only buy one day's rations.

So every business is very small, but it can't hold a lot of people.

In such a large gathering place for refugees, thousands of people are eating at the construction site. There are tens of thousands of people who need to cook and eat by themselves.

These tens of thousands of people are potential customers of grain and oil stores.

After noon, the grain and oil shop finally finished the day's busy.

The shopkeeper personally checked the accounts and saw the turnover of one day. I couldn't believe it.

Dong Dong!

There is a knock at the door.

Er Zhuang came in and said, "shopkeeper, how is your business on the first day? Madame is still waiting for an answer

The shopkeeper subconsciously swallowed his saliva and handed the account book to ER Zhuang, "steward Chen, please have a look."

Looking at the account book, er Zhuang began to laugh. It sold nearly two hundred taels on the first day, not bad. I was right to leave you here

The grain and oil shopkeeper in front of him, surnamed Lin, is in his early 40s. This is the accounting room of a grain and oil shop in the name of the palace.

It's been 20 years since I worked as a clerk.

Later, Pei left the grain and oil shop to Gu Jiu for management.

Gu Jiu was vigorous and vigorous, and directly abolished the shopkeeper and some of the assistants in the grain and oil shop.

Two Zhuang, as a guarantor, left Lin's account room.

Recently, er Zhuang informed him to open a branch store and asked him if he was interested in being a shopkeeper.

At that time, Lao Lin, who was only a cashier, weighed the balance and took a gamble attitude. He came to the market outside the gate of Nancheng and became a branch shopkeeper.

When he arrived, he saw the dirty and bad environment around him, saw the naked kids running everywhere, and looked at the naked women. Manager Lin, who was promoted and paid a raise, was very desperate.

He immediately regretted.

But he didn't have the guts to quit. He also depends on this job to support his family.

He had to be brave enough to open the branch.

However, every night when he came home, his wife would complain.

I just didn't expect to be slapped on the first day of opening.

On the first day of opening, the grain and oil shop, which was not favored, handed in a beautiful performance list.

Manager Lin said, "it's all due to Chen. I'm a shop keeper."

Er Zhuang said with a smile, "I don't have any credit. It's all up to the lady to decide. "

"Mr. Chen is right. Madam, it's amazing. Any business that falls into the hands of his wife can make money. "

Er Zhuang laughed and said, "do a good job. Madame will not treat you badly. "

"Understand, understand." Manager Lin is very excited.

This is not nonsense.

Those who work under the eldest lady Gu Jiu, the salary may be average, but the bonus is absolutely rich.

He was told that Bai Zhong, er Zhuang and Deng Cunli were the top prize winners last year. At least three thousand two for each.

Even the ordinary shopkeeper, the cashier, there are tens of taels to several hundred taels of bonus.

He envied manager Lin.

He was full of energy at the thought that he would also have a chance to get a big bonus at the end of this year.

Er Zhuang took the account book and left.

He wants to go back to the palace.

Dozens of meters away from the shop, is the new construction site. A new market will soon be built and put into use.

Not far away, there was a humble carriage.

In the carriage sat an old man.

This old man, who does not show the mountains and dew, but people who know him dare not be presumptuous.

Because this old man is the son of heaven's younger uncle, is also the only living elder of his mother's family.

The old man had no official position, but he had a rank of earl. He was the benefactor of this generation.

Zhu Jiacai is the real number one tycoon in Beijing. The wealth accumulated from generation to generation can frighten people to death.

"Master, are you going back?"

Asked the housekeeper in a low voice.

Cheng en Bo Zhu Ci was staring at the closed meat and vegetable shop. "I didn't expect that Madame Zhao could create so many famous restaurants. Relying on a meat shop, she became popular here.

This market will soon be on fire. Fortunately, I'm not too late. Remember, when the market is finished, send someone to buy all the houses in the market, and the price doesn't matter. "The housekeeper bowed down and said, "little one, remember."

Cheng en Bo Zhu CI also said: "looking around, I still want to see what the cheap house built by Madame Zhao looks like."

"I heard that the Shao Fu has agreed to lend money to those refugees. By the first day of next month, the first phase of the project will be officially sold. The person who reported to pay sincerity gold, can choose room on the spot, handle formalities on the spot. If you take the key that day, you can live in the same day. "

"Oh! How much is the earnest money? "

"Not much, fifty."

Cheng'en Bo Zhu CI laughed, "is this imperial concubine born with a delicate heart, even lending money to the refugees to buy a house can be thought of by her."

"There is a connection between the family order of Shaofu and Madame Zhao." The housekeeper took the opportunity to complain.

"You can't say that." Cheng en Bo Zhu CI shook his head slightly, "they are just mutual benefit."

Shaofu Jialing is the son of heaven's uncle, Chengen uncle is the son of heaven's younger uncle.

A royal family member and a relative were not good at each other since they were young.

The Zhu family is not afraid to speculate with the greatest malice when it comes to the orders of the Shaofu family.

On the contrary, it was chengenbo himself. As he grew older, he wanted to be more open.

The coachman drove around in his carriage.

They entered the finishing site on the ground of house watching.

The distance between the houses is very dense, and the housing area is relatively small. After all, it is a cheap house.

The house is better than all brick and wood structure, green brick and black tile, but also reinforced with concrete.

The house is not afraid of rain leakage in rainy days and wind leakage in winter. Good house!

"It's a luxury for those refugees to live in." Chengen Bo said casually.

"Do you like the house here?" Asked the housekeeper.

Chengen Bo laughed, "you said that I bought dozens of houses here, and let one room, how about it?"

"I'm afraid I can't rent it out."

"No, you are wrong. This place will soon be prosperous, such a good house can't be rented out. "

Gu Jiu doesn't know that someone has been eyeing her house and wants to be the biggest rent taker in the capital city, trying to monopolize all the high-quality housing resources outside the south gate.

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