I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

According to the later records of "History of China": The climate during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty actually began to change in the tenth year. Qin Shang launched an attempt at ideological enlightenment that lasted for hundreds of years. History is called: Newspaper Revolution!

Ever since the first newspaper was sold, the waters in Yingtian Mansion seemed to have been muddied.

The low price, coupled with some academic content, attracted many literati, and the most important thing was the novel column at the end of the newspaper, which was extremely popular.

Ordinary people will ask when meeting: "Have you eaten today?"

After Jiangnan News became popular, the first thing people said when they met was: "Did you read it today?"

In common teahouses, storytellers began to tell stories from newspapers.

The sky is sunny, and the newly opened Qiong Tower is still bustling with people.

As a newly opened restaurant, it has become popular throughout Yingtian Mansion in just two months. From high-ranking officials to wealthy gentry, almost everyone with status will be proud to visit 'Qiong Restaurant' .

In the private room on the second floor, a group of idle second-generation ancestors were having fun.

"Fat man, what on earth is that North-South joint venture company you're talking about? My old man gave me the order. If I don't get the results back, I'm afraid I'll lose my skin!"

The person who spoke was a young man with an oily head and a pink face. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old and looked very careless.

The other boys who were also having fun nearby all stared at the youngest one.

The boy called Fatty was about ten years old, and he smiled like a little Maitreya Buddha.

When dealing with this kind of problem, Gao Cai could easily solve it. He smiled slightly and said: "How could it be in vain? I'm not bragging. The North-South Joint Venture is definitely the best project of our employer. If you don't talk about anything else, just look at this." Everyone knows about Qionglou, and Qionglou will be our main business in the future."

"Think about it, everyone. How much money can you earn in a day if Qionglou opens all over the country in the future?"

‘Qionglou’ is definitely a big game. After opening in Yingtianfu, it can be said that it is making money every day. I don’t know how much money I can make in such a short period of time!

"Yes, that member of yours is a headache," the greasy-haired and pink-faced boy nodded with understanding.

"That's right, 'Qiong Tower' was not originally open to the common people. It was only used as an operating club for dignitaries. We integrated an entertainment club integrating eating, drinking, and entertainment. The purpose is to open up the flow of resources among merchants and facilitate all goods transactions. Provide protection and convenience for all merchants.”

"In the future, the warehouses we built will also be put into operation simultaneously. At that time, all large-value transaction goods will have to leave our warehouses. For each successful transaction, we will charge 3% as a management fee. And will be responsible for the delivery of the goods.”

"Wait a minute," a voice suddenly came out just as the fat man was thinking boldly.

The young man with oily hair and pink face who was listening in rapt attention suddenly became unhappy, with visible anger on his brows.

"You're such an idiot, Chang Wenji. You can't even tell the difference between peeing and peeing. Can you understand what I'm saying?"

The words come out right out of the mouth and instantly make others smile.

The face of the young man named Chang Wenji turned red instantly. His grandfather was Chang Feng, the commander of the Nanjing Jinyi Guards, and his ancestor was Chang Yuchun, the founding father of the Ming Dynasty.

However, Chang Wenji's generation did not even have a title. He originally lived in the Yunnan-Guizhou area. Emperor Xiaozong couldn't bear it, so he gave him a hereditary position as the commander of the Nanjing Jinyi Guard.

In this circle of nobles who are either rich or noble, the Chang family's status is really not good.

"Zhu Xizhong, how can you be so rude!" Although Chang Wenji is young, he is still unwilling to bow his head.

Zhu Xizhong closed the fan in his hand and said with the utmost contempt: "We are martial artists, not those nerds. You, a martial artist, still want to cultivate and study to inherit the family, don't you? You smell like a nerd!"

"Zhu Xizhong, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Come and fight if you want!" Chang Wenji has lived in Yunnan and Guizhou for generations. The environment is harsh, and the family's martial arts inheritance has not been interrupted. He stood up angrily with some airs.

Zhu Xizhong's ancestor Zhu Liang was a hero who launched the army with Taizu, and was awarded the title of Imperial Guard of Thousand Households. His sixth ancestor Zhu Neng was a famous general in Jingnan and was awarded the title of Cheng Guogong. Now Cheng Guogong is Zhu Xizhong's father Zhu Feng!

Even the emperor must give courtesy to the Duke of the country. This is the title of a meritorious official who lives with the country.

As a leader of the younger generation, Zhu Xizhong is certainly extraordinary. He snorted coldly, put his fan on his waist, and his whole aura instantly became fierce.

The few remaining guys didn't dare to really let these two people fight. They were all in the same spirit, a noble family that was both prosperous and devastated. Wouldn't it be a joke if they got into such a quarrel?

Liu Shiyan, Zhang Rong, and a thin and frail Tang Shilong on the side all stepped into the battle and stopped the two of them.

Liu Shiyan, the ancestor of Liu Ji (also known as Liu Bowen).

Tang Shilong, the ancestor of Xin Guogong Tang He (King of Dongou).

Zhang Rong, the ancestor of Rong Guogong Zhang Yu (King of Hejian), lived in Shuntian Mansion in Beijing for a long time. This time he went south to visit the Wuxun family. He happened to catch up with this banquet and came to join in the fun.

Half of the Ming Dynasty’s nobles gathered at this table. If word spread, I don’t know how many people’s teeth would be knocked out.

The fat man is the organizer, and it is necessary to stir up the atmosphere, but it will not be beautiful if there is a fight, so he quickly becomes the peacemaker.

But how can ordinary words persuade these two noble disciples who look up to the sky?

"Qionglou's future business will earn a net profit of no less than one million taels of silver every year. How many of you can't get along with money?" The fat man didn't say anything, and he scared people to death when he did.

"One million taels?" Tang Shilong, the youngest, was the first to open his mouth in shock. Judging from his current monthly consumption of three taels, one million taels of silver was enough to make his little head spin.

You must know that the annual tax revenue of the Ming Dynasty only amounted to about four million taels. If other physical goods such as spring and autumn grain taxes are not included, how can one industry earn a quarter of the Ming Dynasty tax revenue?

Although the nobles present are all second-generation ancestors of the family, they are all second-generation ancestors who have seen the market.

Compared with ordinary people, they are born with different education and have different visions.

The scene that was once out of control suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes became hot.

After achieving the desired effect, Fatty finally narrowed his eyes. His goal had been achieved. Even without speculation, the value of the North-South joint venture would increase several times.

Zhu Xizhong thought for a long time, then looked back at the fat man and said, "How can we trust you based on just a few words from you?"

The fat man shook his head, drank tea with a relaxed look and said: "Whether you believe it or not, the North-South joint venture also needs to be invested and operated. Although I am rich and not talented, but give me a few more years, I may not be able to turn this Qionglou into a business." 'Open all over the country!"

Zhu Xizhong suddenly calmed down. He didn't know what was behind the 'Qiong Tower', but the rumors about the power behind the 'Qiong Tower' were daunting in small circles.

"In this case, brother, just talk about your investment..."

Hearing Zhu Xizhong's answer, Gao Cai suddenly showed a satisfied smile.

……

Everything in the "Qiong Tower" seemed to have been arranged in advance. Everyone took back a so-called North-South Joint Venture Plan and an incomprehensible contract.

The fat man stood at the window with a silly smile on his face, watching all the carriages leave his sight.

The young man behind him came forward, sat relaxedly on the chair and looked down: "How is it?"

Gao Cai curled his lips: "It's a bit tiring, but if you just invest and you get money, no fool would do it!"

"Don't take it lightly. Don't underestimate the greed of these nobles. If they can eat you all, they won't leave you any bones." The young man said with a cautionary tone.

Gao Cai took two steps, shook his elbow, closed the window a little and said, "I still don't know, but with so many distinguished people involved at the same time, without the participation of middlemen, this 'Qionglou' business will never work." .”

"Besides, this 'Qionglou' is not something that cats and dogs can offend!"

"Be more restrained. The layout has just begun. Don't break the thread that was finally pulled out!"