I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

On the second floor.

Wu Jue was waiting by the table, and when he saw their figures, he waved his hands and beckoned them to come over.

Although the status of the merchants in Datang is still not high, at least under the influence of Yin Xuan's insinuation, they are much better than before.

Hmm... On the premise that things like money can bring you a better life, no one will not give copper coins a face.

They came over, completely opposite to the attitude of the foreign merchants, and greeted them neither humble nor overbearing.

"Wu Niangzi called us here, why?" A merchant asked.

Wu Jue smiled and said, "Several of you should have heard about what I'm going to do recently?"

The merchants were taken aback.

They were mentally prepared and knew that what Wu Jue was going to say might be this matter, but they didn't expect it to be so direct—they just said it after they had a face-to-face meeting.

A person hesitated and nodded his head: "I have heard about it."

Before Wu Jue could open his mouth, he continued to question: "It's just that I'm a little puzzled. Why did Mrs. Wu leave it to a foreign country to do such a thing?"

"Is this also what Lord Zhengyang meant?"

He had bad eyes and a bad tone.

Afraid of him is still afraid of Wu Jue, but not to the extent that foreign merchants dare not even refute.

Everyone is from Datang, nothing more than you are from Zhengyanggong, and I am just a commoner merchant.

"You don't have to be so angry." Wu Jue waved his hand and pointed at the stool: "Please sit down."

These merchants did not move.

Wu Jue frowned slightly, pointed at the stool again, and said in a stiff tone, "Sit."

Several merchants looked at Wu Jue's cold cheeks, and from the bottom of their hearts, they took a step forward and sat down.

Wu Jue nodded in satisfaction.

It was hard for me to suppress my temper and talk to them nicely, but I still don't want to give myself face?If it weren't for Da Lang pressing down on it, everyone would put sacks on you and sink the Bahe River!
"This matter does have Da Lang's intention." Seeing that they all sat down, Wu Jue spoke slowly.

Several merchants frowned even more than Wu Jue.

"But it's not what you think." Wu Jue touched the table, glanced at them, and forced their brows to relax, "This business is to make several other cities look like Chang'an .”

"Even if it doesn't work, at least... the most basic commercial market must be developed."

"So it's a costly thing."

"In the past, they narrowly escaped death, and there were only a few people who were able to make a business in the end."

The faces of the merchants have not improved, so what if they are close to death, this is not a "lifetime" opportunity, if the untapped market is opened up, it will be a big piece of fat.

Wu Jue beckoned to the back, and You Xia'er walked over with a bunch of documents, and put them in front of several merchants: "I promised them that if they really survived by luck, I can't do anything with their business."

"But... for nothing, our Datang business was eaten by those foreigners. Even if I didn't say anything, Da Lang would have the idea of ​​eating me raw."

"So, I prepared some small gifts for a few of you."

small gift?
Is it these books?

A merchant picked it up indifferently, but just glanced at it, and his whole face became serious.

The content on this is impressively written some of Wu Jue's next business plans - of course it is impossible to tell them all, but the part about foreign merchants is extremely detailed.

Agriculture in Yingzhou, seafood in Guangfu, textile industry in Yizhou...

Which foreign merchants are going to intervene, how Wu Jue will use these people, and most importantly, where are the core competitiveness of those foreign merchants...

This is a small gift?
The merchant raised his head abruptly, and with a click, Wu Jue was startled by the noise, worried that the man's head would fall off.

"This is..." the merchant asked in surprise.

Wu Jue waved his hand: "This is a small gift that Da Lang ordered me to prepare for a few of you. Although I can't do it, you can."

After speaking, she paused for a moment, and then continued meaningfully: "After all, this home-made meat is still eaten by family members. It is a great blessing to let them handle it. It smells like meat."

Several merchant chickens nodded their heads.

At first, the unkind businessman stood up and respectfully bowed to Wu Jue: "Ms. Wu, it was the villain who misunderstood what Mrs. Wu meant earlier."

"I'll apologize to you here."

After speaking, he paused, gritted his teeth, and said cruelly: "If Mrs. Wu beats or scolds, the villain will take it too."

Wu Jue didn't speak, just looked at him, looked him up and down, and then said softly after a while: "Just the few words you just said, I want to give you a few whips."

"But Da Lang ordered me not to attack you until I think it's necessary."

On the five words "I think it is necessary", Wu Jue articulated the words very clearly.

Several merchants shivered, understanding the meaning of these five words, and even more understanding that Miss Wu Jue was magnanimous and spared them once.

It's just that she thinks it's unnecessary, not that Mr. Zhengyang is stopping him.

"Thank you Miss Wu for your generosity." The merchant's voice softened a bit, and he stood in front of Wu Sui, trembling with fear.

Wu Jue's face gradually eased a bit: "Da Lang entrusted me with the matter of the chamber of commerce."

"I'm different from Dalang."

"You all know Dalang's temperament. If you have something to eat, you will never forget you people."

"I don't want to separate these things."

Several merchants looked at each other and understood the meaning of Wu Jue's words.

Yin Xuan wanted to distribute a piece of meat to the people of Datang, but he didn't say who he would share it with. The right to distribute it was in Wu Jue's hands, and this lady Wu was not very happy to share it.

But she had to listen to Yin Xuan, so she naturally hoped that those who listened to her would be able to eat this piece of meat.

They immediately stood up and bowed to Wu Jue: "In the future, I will be on Miss Wu's errand, and do the work of a dog and a horse for Zhengyang Gong."

Wu Jue smiled slightly.

These people are all smart people, with a clear distinction between priority and secondary. Although they are working under Wu Jue, they are not for Wu Jue, but for Zhengyang Gong.

"Take it all back." Wu Jue waved his hand, pointing to the documents on the table, "Remember, don't spread this news."

"Oh, at least for a while."

"I don't contact many people, just a few of you, and one can bring up to five more. And I have also discussed who will eat where."

"Don't make any more conflicts at that time, it will ruin Dalang's good deeds."