The world's first county magistrate

Chapter 135 Is it Enough?
He Wenbin's gaze was instantly attracted by the white porcelain plate in Song Wei's hand.

You must know that there has not been any porcelain in this era.

They all use pottery.

He Wenbin had never seen such a plate.

So clean and white.

It can be used as a mirror.

He Wenbin took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the white porcelain plate in Song Wei's hand.

Song Wei put the white porcelain plate in front of He Wenbin and asked him to observe it carefully.

He Wenbin was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and wanted to reach out to pick up the plate to observe, but just halfway out, he seemed to have to dirty the white porcelain plate with his own hand, so he retracted his hand.

"What kind of plate is this? I've never seen it before, or even heard of it!"

"This white and flawless color looks much better than those pottery!"

The white porcelain plate reflects a faint white light in the sun, as if it glows by itself!
He Wenbin's breathing became rapid, and an evil thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

Seeing the white porcelain plate, he wished he could immediately take the white porcelain plate as his own.

But fortunately, he restrained his thoughts.

"How much silver do you think this white porcelain plate is worth?"

Song Wei looked at He Wenbin's expression and smiled, then asked slowly.

"call……"

He Wenbin took a deep breath, and stopped looking at the white porcelain plate, because seeing it would affect his thoughts.

"My lord, if your lord wants to sell such a plate, I'm afraid it can be sold for a sky-high price. I have never seen such a beautiful plate, not even in the palace."

Faced with Song Wei's question, He Wenbin chose to tell the truth.

He is not stupid, everyone in the world is using pottery, so he is afraid that if the dishes are sold, they will be snapped up by dignitaries.

That is to say, it will definitely sell at a sky-high price.

And since Song Wei dared to ask him, he must know something about these things.

Song Wei nodded quietly, He Wenbin is indeed a smart person, he did not choose to talk nonsense.

Song Wei began to recognize He Wenbin in his heart.

If such a person followed me, I would feel much more at ease.

"Then how much would the perfume sell for if it were put in a bottle made of this material?"

Song Wei looked at He Wenbin and asked again.

He Wenbin still had shortness of breath, he couldn't imagine facing Song Wei's question.

These two things can be sold for a sky-high price if you take them out. If you add them up, how much money will it be?

He Wenbin didn't dare to imagine, because he couldn't imagine it!

Seeing He Wenbin who had been silent for a long time, Song Wei smiled faintly.

"Do you think the official will give you the method of making such a thing? Why do you think the official will accept [-]%?"

Song Wei asked slowly.

He Wenbin nodded dully.

Seeing these things, he was finally able to understand Song Wei.

If he had these things, he would not sell the production method.

And now he feels how ignorant the conditions he offered at the beginning, even if he spends all his savings, he may not be able to buy one of these things.

"But now I think you can help me sell perfume."

Song Wei said again.

He Wenbin suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Wei in surprise.

"Really...really?"

He Wenbin said in disbelief.

"That's right, what I said is true, but I have one condition."

Song Wei said in a deep voice.

"My lord, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not hesitate!"

He Wenbin was still excited. If he could sell these things, he would definitely make a lot of money.

Song Wei smiled lightly.

"I want your entire firm!"

Song Wei said slowly.

Song Wei originally wanted to say it before, but after thinking about it, it might not be effective to just say it directly. If He Wenbin knows his strength and the characteristics and cost of the perfume, he can say this sentence again. There will be different results.

Song Wei's words suddenly made He Wenbin calm down.

He didn't answer Song Wei's words immediately, he was thinking and hesitating.

Song Wei looked at He Wenbin, he didn't intend to sit still, if he could get a firm, it would be of great benefit to him in the future.

"What I want is your firm. Not only that, but you are also the owner of the firm. It's just that you were making money for yourself. After you agree, you will make money for me."

"However, I will not let you suffer a loss. Thirty percent of all the things you sell for me will be used as the cost of hiring you to run the business. The rest of the money will be used to pay monthly fees to the workers and some necessary expenses. The rest will be sent to the Zhen’an county government office.”

Song Wei looked at He Wenbin and said slowly again.

After hearing Song Wei's words, He Wenbin's heart trembled.

Take [-]% of these things and hire yourself. Is such a handwriting really something that a person in a poor kiln can do?
Maybe it's just that these [-]% will exceed my savings.

For He Wenbin, this was completely unexpected.

I have been at a disadvantage since the beginning of the negotiation, especially after Song Wei took out the white porcelain plate, it is impossible for me to win the negotiation.

He Wenbin exhaled deeply.

"My lord, if it's just these, I'm afraid it's not enough?"

He Wenbin looked at Song Wei and said slowly.

Although these things can indeed sell for sky-high prices, sooner or later, these things will be worthless.

He Wenbin no longer thinks of Song Wei as a country bumpkin, and thinks that Song Wei must be a son of a rich family.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have these things.

Moreover, Song Wei also said just now that he would hire himself with [-]% of the profits. Who would do this?

Even he didn't dare to say that, but he thought it was someone from a poor kiln who said it.

If it was the first time he heard this sentence, he would have scoffed, but now, he has no such thoughts at all.

Instead, they began to find ways to strive for greater profits.

Song Wei looked at He Wenbin and smiled faintly.

When He Wenbin said this, it already meant that he had surrendered.

Or his heart has already begun to waver.

"Aren't these enough?"

Song Wei asked back.

Song Wei knew what He Wenbin was thinking in his heart.

Undoubtedly want to get more benefits.

"I don't know what your previous business will sell. If this business belongs to me, the things I sell are things that ordinary people can't see."

Song Wei said very confidently.

It's easy to take out some of the secret workshops in your own, and you can make people in this world snap up them.

Do you still worry about not having anything to sell?

Do you still worry about earning less?

In order to completely dispel these worries on He Wenbin, Song Wei asked the yamen servant to bring the package from his room.

Song Wei put the package on the table in front of He Wenbin.

This package contains all the things he brought back from the secret workshop.

Although some things have been given away, I still have a copy.

He Wenbin looked at Song Wei strangely.

What about this package?

Under He Wenbin's suspicious gaze, Song Wei slowly opened the package, revealing the contents inside.

"If the ones just now were not enough, is the sum of these enough?"

(End of this chapter)