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Chapter 80 Businessmen, what they pay attention to is win-win cooperation

After going around a few times, Zhao Chengping walked around to the Luo family compound. The concierge saw the young master of the Zhao family coming in person, so he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately invited Luo Xinyuan out.

"Brother Zhao, I heard that you are going to sit in the town of Changyu today, why do you come to find me, an idler when you have time?" Luo Xinyuan poured a cup of tea with her own hands and pushed it in front of Zhao Chengping, "Excuse me, this tea is bought from your house .”

"Since it was bought by my family, it is naturally of good quality. How can I be rude?" Zhao Chengping took the tea cup with a smile, "I'm here because I have a business to discuss with you."

Hearing that there was a business, Luo Xinyuan couldn't help changing her posture: "Oh? What business?"

Zhao Chengping smiled and said, "Do I still owe you money for a textile machine?"

"Hehe, haven't you lost your memory?" Luo Xinyuan smiled, but she was screaming in her heart. It's a pity, that loom is nothing to the Luo family. If you can get the legendary hot sauce formula, a hundred looms Also bought it back.I wanted to take advantage of Zhao Chengping's amnesia and be caught off guard on the last day, but I didn't expect him to remember it.

The amnesiac in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, felt completely different from the Zhao Chengping he knew before. Luo Xinyuan inexplicably thought of the words "returning the soul from a dead body", and then drove this absurd thought out of his mind.

Looking at his expression, Zhao Chengping guessed what he was thinking: "I want you to order [-] wine jars."

"Two thousand wine jars? Your wine seller can't find any wine jars?" Luo Xinyuan asked calmly.

Zhao Chengping said: "Those wine jars in my house are just for holding wine. They can't compare to the white jade porcelain and sapphire porcelain of your Luo family. It is high-end and elegant, low-key luxury and connotation."

"Okay, okay, don't brag, what do you want?"

Zhao Chengping asked: "Do you have paint?"

Luo Xinyuan looked at him with contempt: "I don't have anything at home."

A piece of snow-white uncut snow wave paper was spread on the big book table. Luo Xinyuan took out a box of 24-color paints. Zhao Chengping raised his eyebrows and said, "I can't tell, it's still a foreign thing."

"It was given by an Italian who was doing business with my family last year. I haven't had time to do these leisurely things, so I left it for nothing. I didn't expect that you can also draw."

A crisp voice came from outside the door: "Cousin, hey, brother Zhao is here too. What are you doing?"

It was Luo Sifang who came in. She saw Zhao Chengping holding a brush and drawing board, and ran over excitedly: "Brother Zhao can still draw?"

Luo Xinyuan smiled and said: "Don't make trouble, we are talking about business, he is here to make a sample."

"Wow, I drew a sample on the spot." Luo Sifang's eyes were shining with stars.

Since the opening of the Silk Road, Westerners have been very enthusiastic about Chinese silk and porcelain. Even China, China, means porcelain. There are many sets of Chinese porcelain in the British and French royal families.It's just that Chinese and foreign aesthetics are different, and we need to provide them with the beauty of China in their eyes.

The Frenchman Nino came to the town here to buy a batch of congratulatory gifts for the birthday of His Majesty the French Emperor. He knew that the Emperor liked Chinese silk and porcelain the most. There are already many of these things in the palace, and there will definitely be someone this time. A large amount of tribute, if you want to make the emperor look at you differently, you need to find something with more Chinese characteristics.

China started making wine thousands of years ago. Although France also makes wine, it is only famous for wine. No one has ever used grain to make wine. At most, it was introduced from Egypt and used bread to brew beer.The common baijiu in China is too strong for the French, and they will spit out immediately after drinking it.

For this reason, he made a special trip to China, looking for a special and not strong wine, and finally found a traditional amber-colored wine called rice wine here in the south of the Yangtze River. There are many kinds of rice wine alone. There is Nurhong, which is only used for dowry delivery of daughters.

He didn't know how many times he got drunk, but he finally drank the winter brewed wine Yueliushuang from Zhao's family.

However, he was very dissatisfied with the container of Yueliushuang: "How can such a rough earthen jar be offered to His Majesty the Emperor."

Zhao Chengping promised him that he would provide him with exquisite porcelain altars, but the price would be more expensive.

"Money is not a problem." Nino said, "If you can find a container that satisfies me, I am willing to pay a hundred oceans for a jug of wine."

This is so extraordinary. Zhao Chengping suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said calmly: "A hundred oceans? We Chinese have a saying: Buy a coffin and give it back a pearl. I don't know if you have heard of it. Although the moon flows frost An altar only costs ten oceans, but if you make a mold and customize a porcelain altar for you, the cost may not be worth a hundred oceans."

Nino thought about it carefully. If the Chinese wine he paid tribute could be favored by His Majesty the Emperor, the future would be limitless. If he could get a few monopolized licenses, he would be able to get them all back within a year or two. , and there will be more and more in the future.

Risks and opportunities coexist. Two thousand years ago, someone from his family walked the Silk Road and came to Nino in the Han Dynasty. There is an adventurous gene in his blood, so why not give it a try.

He agreed straight away, [-] ocean jars of wine, ten days later, he will come to Changyu again, check and accept the samples, the samples are qualified, and pay for the goods in one lump sum, and the shipping of the [-] jars of wine back to France is all up to him. It has nothing to do with the Zhao family.

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"That's it." Zhao Chengping stopped the brush in his hand.

On the white rice paper is painted a bottle imitating an ancient wine vessel: 罍.The body of Yu is depicted in bright colors with distant mountains and near waters, fairies and scholars.Luo Luyuan looked at it for a long time: "There is no problem in making this kind of appearance, just need to try a few more times. This kind of shackle was originally made of bronze. If you use porcelain, you need to test the strength."

He paused: "It's just..."

"Just what?" Zhao Chengping asked.

"It's just that the colors are so gaudy, is it really good?" Luo Xinyuan's eyes were full of contempt.

Standing aside, Luo Sifang held her face and said seriously: "I think it's very beautiful. It's much more beautiful than those old-fashioned ink landscapes. There are only black and white. It's boring."

Zhao Chengping smiled: "Don't worry, just follow this color."

In the eyes of modern people, this color is not gaudy. It is just green trees, golden sunlight, blue sky, blue water, and goose yellow fairy dresses. Use more colors.Zhao Chengping has studied French art schools in the [-]th and [-]th centuries deeply, so he certainly knows what the French like.

The customer's aesthetic is the most important.

The next step is to discuss the cost and labor cost. Luo Xinyuan calculated carefully. When all the costs are added together, it takes 30 oceans to make a single sample, which is already considered expensive. If 2000 are produced in batches, each cost For 10 oceans.

Zhao Chengping nodded: "Yes."

From Xie Yun, he has learned that the price of the textile machine is 500 yuan, and if this business is sold, he can earn 36 yuan, and 500 yuan is nothing.

The sun is gradually setting to the west, and the Changyu should have closed, and it is time to prepare for inventory.

Zhao Chengping declined Ms. Luo's invitation to have dinner together, left Luo's house, and walked towards Changyu.

At the corner of the street, a figure passed by.

(End of this chapter)