Datang: Showdown, your father and I are Li Shimin

Chapter 39 Black Market Price War

A few hours later, a group of coarse salt dealers drove several carts full of coarse salt from a certain corner of Chang'an City towards the black market.

In the current black market, all the salt dealers are basically the eyeliners of the big families and Pei Ji's subordinates, as well as shops from all walks of life or servants of wealthy families.

Naturally, there are also many eyeliners planted by Changsun Wuji and others in the black market.

The boss of the salt-selling team was arranged by Changsun Wuji, named Zhou Bao.

After walking a long way, he saw Pei Ji's subordinate Gao Fang.

But Changsun Wuji had warned him that if he wanted to catch him, he would look for it purposefully, and it would be more likely to arouse suspicion.

Therefore, Zhou Bao deliberately pulled the carriage to the side away from Gao Fang.

Sure enough, the man looked towards this side very curiously.

Zhou Bao suddenly pulled a large bag from the carriage, opened the bag and grabbed a handful of coarse salt, which fell from between his fingers.

Everyone in the entire black market involuntarily turned their attention to Zhou Bao.

After all, salt at this time is comparable to gold.

Zhou Bao pretended to be sad and said: "Oh, this damn smallpox has caused a lot of losses to my caravan. A few days ago, I collected a batch of salt, and now the money in my hand is a little bit hard to turn around, so I had to drag it out and sell it. , [-] Wen a bucket, is there anyone willing to take over?"

Immediately afterwards, many boys began to move closer to Zhou Bao.

The current price of salt is no different from some kind of virtual currency in later generations.

From more than a dozen coins a bucket, it has risen to more than 3000 yuan a bucket now.

But anyone who can hold down the goods basically makes a lot of money.

"Three thousand coins a bucket. Recently, the price of salt has almost stabilized, not much. This is the highest price I can give you."

Not far away, a person took the lead in calling out his price.

Qiao Mao, a black merchant under Fang Xuanling's hand, was also crowded in the crowd, secretly glancing at Gao Fang from time to time.

Gao Fang really moved, after all, this is salt.

I saw Gao Fang quietly standing on the periphery of the crowd, and he didn't bid immediately.

Immediately afterwards, another person jumped up and shouted: "If this boss is willing to pay [-] Wen a fight, brother, I will accept five stones!"

The ones offering prices now are basically some slightly wealthy stores, and they don't plan to open too many.

Seeing that someone lowered the price, other wealthy clans did not plan to make a move.

He just watched silently from the sidelines, waiting for Zhou Bao to make a concession.

"Everyone, you have also seen that the price of salt has been rising rapidly recently. Three thousand three hundred cash is the lowest price I can give. Brothers, you should think more about it. After all, this thing can be said to be priceless now. Already." Zhou Bao gave in very politely.

There was no one in the crowd who started bidding anymore, they were all hesitating, even waiting for Zhou Bao to make a concession.

The time is ripe.

Qiao Mao shouted suddenly: "The boss is right, the price of salt is priceless now, [-] Wen, I, Qiao, will take it all!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Mao waved to the guys behind him: "Come, come, let's settle the score!"

Zhou Bao and Qiao Mao glanced at Gao Fang, the black businessman of the Pei Ji family, from the corner of their eyes.

Sure enough, the fish took the bait.

"Wait!" Gao Fang put his feet far away, looked at the crowd and asked loudly with a smile on his face: "Brother, I don't know if you would like to give this car out for [-] yuan?" Give me?"

Qiao Mao pretended to be angry and said: "Where is the farmer? Dare to challenge me? You came out as soon as I made an offer? Why didn't you dare to give a fart just now? Three thousand six hundred yuan, I took it!"

As he said that, Qiao Mao also hurriedly called the assistant to weigh and load the car as soon as possible.

It looked like he was afraid that someone would steal it at an asking price.

Zhou Bao secretly observed Gao Fang's expression carefully.

Sure enough, Qiao Mao's scolding immediately enraged Gao Fang.

At the same time, several people around began to sigh: "Oh, I would have bought a little at this price if I knew it earlier, but now the price has been raised again."

Several shopkeepers rubbed their temples with wistful faces: "This brother, can I ask you to charge me a few stones?"

"Okay, when I buy it, how about giving you five stones for [-] Wen?" Qiao Mao jokingly teased a few shops around him.

This is what he noticed from the corner of his eye, Gao Fang was whispering to a few people around him.

Not long after, the people under Qiao Mao were just about to go on the scale, when they heard Gao Fang shouting: "Three thousand and eight hundred Wen, I, Gao, took it!"

"Hiss—a big hand!" A gasp suddenly came from a corner of the crowd.

Zhou Bao pretended to be very excited and held Gao Fang's hand: "Boss Gao, you really solved the villain's urgent need!"

Saying that, Zhou Bao and Gao Fang also made way for Zhou Bao and Gao Fang in the crowd.

Before Zhou Bao could take a few steps, someone started bidding again: "Three thousand and nine hundred coins! I want all of this cart!"

"Four thousand! I'm going to take this cart!"

"4000 two hundred words!"

The voices of bids came and went.

Qiao Mao and Zhou Bao smiled imperceptibly at each other.

It finally started.

Gao Fang's face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead popped out. He puffed out his cheeks and shouted, "[-] Wen! In cash, as long as Boss Zhou is willing, I will inspect the goods and take them away!"

At this time, Qiao Mao, who was already standing beside the salt truck, put the salt bag on the bag and said, "Boss Gao, I, Qiao, really don't have a higher price, but I'm willing to accept it for [-] Wen." No matter how much the difference between this batch of salt and the selling price of this batch of salt in the future is, we will add five and a half for two to one, how about it?"

Everyone looked at Qiao Mao and secretly scolded him for treachery.

Even Qiao Mao and several of his men surrounded the salt carriage, ready to take over at any time.

"This..." Zhou Bao frowned tightly, his face was full of tangled expressions. After thinking about it, he looked at Qiao Mao for a while, and Gao Fang for a while: "Boss Gao... look at the price..."

Gao Fang looked at Qiao Mao with a murderous look in his eyes, and the veins on his forehead bulged out of anger.

After all, no one knows what the price of salt will eventually look like.

In return for future profits, anyone is willing to bet on this.

Gao Fang didn't hesitate for too long, and said with a long breath, "If Boss Zhou is really in urgent need of money, I can accept your batch of salt at a price of [-] Wen, but I don't know what Boss Zhou wants for him. I still need my [-] Wen for the [-]-[-] split."

As soon as the words were finished, Gao Fang and Qiao Mao turned their gazes to Zhou Bao at the same time.

The decision is in his hands, and he can sell it to whoever he wants.

And his original purpose was to sell this batch of coarse salt to Gao Fang, Pei Ji's subordinate.

Now the goal has been achieved, but for acting, we still need to do a full set.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qiao. Brother, I do have cash in hand now. I can only hand over this batch of coarse salt to this boss." Zhou Bao bowed slightly to Qiao Mao with an apologetic expression on his face.

At this time, Qiao Mao was so angry that his head was smoking, Qiao Mao stretched out a finger, pointed at Zhou Bao and said, "[-] cents! If you give me this batch of coarse salt, we will share the profits in the future. You Seven, I'm three!"

A group of guys sneered: "Boss Qiao, don't slap your face swollen and pretend to be fat. How can you say something like a white wolf with empty hands?"

"Boss Qiao, in business matters, the one with the highest price wins. Brother, I can't help it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have pulled out this batch of salt and bought it, right?" Zhou Bao looked at Qiao Mao with a tangled expression. hand over.

At this time, Gao Fang suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Boss Qiao's empty-handed white wolf is playing well!"

A smug look appeared on Gao Fang's face: "It seems that Boss Qiao is just at the end of his battle. It's okay. Although I, Gao, have a small fortune, I can still put away this batch of salt."

"Since that's the case, Gao received the five thousand yuan! In business, of course, the highest price gets it! Come on, unload the car and weigh it!"

Qiao Mao pretended to be excited, pointing at Gao Fang's hand trembling.

"Okay you farmer! Let's go!" After finishing speaking, Qiao Mao waved his hand, turned around and left the black market with a group of fellows.

Gao Fang, with a smug look on his face, bowed his hands to the surrounding businessmen.

Then with a big wave of his hand, a few guys carried huge bars and weighed them, and the bags were unloaded from the car one by one.

After a while, a clerk walked towards Gao Fang with the ledger: "Boss Gao, the total is 430 Wen."

"Well..." Gao Fang took the account book and took a cursory glance: "Okay, go get 440 taels of silver from Boss Zhou. You can escort this batch of salt to the old place for me."

After the matter was completed, Zhou Bao took the money and met Qiao Mao, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and others in a certain restaurant in Chang'an City.

"Boss Zhou, did Gao Fang accept the price just given?" Qiao Mao came to the restaurant earlier, and had already told Changsun Wuji and others the whole story.

Zhou Bao stretched out five fingers with a smile on his face: "Five thousand taels a bucket! Pay me 440 taels of silver!"

As he said that, Zhou Bao lifted a cloth bag and slipped it onto the table, and there was a loud "boom" when it hit the table.

"Hiss—" This Pei Ji has a really big family business! "

(End of this chapter)