Chapter 87 Money can’t buy life

Author: no one porridge warm

Chapter 87 Money can’t buy life

As a profit-oriented businessman, Yishan simply couldn't understand Liu Bai's approach.

If such fine salt were in his hands, he would have to sell it for at least twenty copper coins per tael, which would still be a loss.

"Three copper plates and one tael. Can this price be enough to recoup the original cost?"

After listening to Yishan's words, Feng Quji laughed.

"Master Yi, I am following the official path, what do you think?"

Yishan was speechless immediately.

No wonder they dare to sell it at such a low price. Since they are taking the official route, it is not surprising.

"Maybe I can get their salt-making method?"

Feng Quji shook his head.

"I have sent people to try it before. The salt well is surrounded tightly by officers and soldiers, and it is impossible to get in."

“Furthermore, in order to prevent the secret recipe from being leaked, all those involved in making the salt were the consort’s subordinates…

"not to mention……"

Feng Quji glanced at Yishan, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

"Besides what? You should tell me quickly!"

"Besides, even if you have the prescription, can your price be cheaper than theirs?"

One sentence made Yishan choked and speechless.

Yes, there is no official way for them to go.

Just for transportation, the cost of three copper coins was not even recouped.

Not to mention the manpower and material resources involved in making salt, these are also huge expenses!

"Master Yi, let me remind you that the salt business may not be possible in the future. The Yi family should find another way out as soon as possible!"

Yishan stared at Feng Quji with a sinister look.

Looking for another way out?

Our family relies on salt, how can we find another way out?

In the past, I didn't say a word when I got benefits, but now I start to shrink back when something happens. Isn't it a little unkind?

"Prime Minister Feng, you also know that salt is what our Yi family relies on. If it stops for one day, thousands of people in the Yi family will go hungry... Or, we can cooperate with the consort?"

Although Yishan is angry, he is still trying his best to keep this business that is making money every day.

But in Feng Quji's view, his words and deeds were a little too naive.

"Cooperation? I have just said that the method of making this snow salt has been presented to His Majesty by the prince-in-law. You don't understand the meaning of this, right?"

"this……"

Yishan, who had been thinking about making a living at home, finally understood the seriousness of the matter.

Since the Prince Consort has the support of His Majesty, it means that His Majesty has taken action!

Based on Ying Zheng's character, once he takes action, he will not come back empty-handed.

In this way, the end of these private salt dealers has come...

Blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing one's parents, not to mention that what Liu Bai is blocking now is the path of these salt traders who disregard the law.

"Why don't we take that prince-in-law..."

Yishan stretched out his hand and made a beheading gesture.

Feng Quji was shocked.

"Are you crazy? Even if you kill him, what's the use? The Royal Salt Store will still be open, the snow salt will still be made, and you still have no way to survive..."

Yishan understood that this incident was the biggest obstacle that their Yi family had encountered over the years.

If you can get over it, the road ahead will be smooth. If you can't get over it, it's still unclear whether the Yi family will exist in the future!

It was a matter of family life and death, so Yishan forced herself to calm down.

He kept rubbing his hands, and after a while, the mouse's eyes glowed with light.

"Prime Minister Feng, your status in the court is inferior to one person and superior to tens of thousands of people. Is it impossible to imagine that?"

Feng Quji closed his eyes slightly and said after a moment.

"There is one way. You can take the lead and gather together the salt traders along the coast and give up that land to the imperial court. In this way, maybe everyone can have a sip of soup!"

"It's impossible...salt is our lifeblood. What can we eat and drink when we go out? Is His Majesty the Emperor just going to watch us starve to death?"

Feng Quji sneered.

"You know exactly what it is for! Don't be too greedy. With the current wealth of the Yi family, what kind of business can you do? I think the head of the Yi family is reluctant to make huge profits in the salt industry!"

After saying this, Yishan lowered his head.

The Yi family has some other businesses, but they are all run by the younger members of the family for fun.

In comparison, which industry can achieve huge profits from the salt industry?

Isn’t it human nature to not want to let go?

"Since Mr. Feng can't help, I'll take my leave!"

"Hey, this matter hasn't been discussed yet. Where are you going?"

Yishan returned to his previous good-natured appearance, laughing.

"Of course I have my own ideas, so Prime Minister Feng doesn't need to worry about it, right?"

Feng Quji rolled his eyes at him.

"What do you mean by that? I have invested a lot of money in your business!"

In order to tie Feng Quji to his ship, Yishan had to use his brain a lot.

Sending things and the like is just the most basic thing.

In the later period, the entire Feng family, including many people in the Feng Party, all received dividends.

Of course, they all paid for it.

"Prime Minister Feng, you always smile when you pay dividends every month. Now that something has just happened, you have offered to invest money. You want to cut off the relationship with my Yi family so quickly. You are a little too anxious!"

As the current prime minister, Feng Quji would naturally not ruin his career because of a businessman.

Now that the words have been spoken, there is no need to hide them anymore.

"Master Yi, I thought you were a man who could deal with things before big things happen, but it seems I'm overthinking it!"

"Since you are unwilling to give up the Haiyan business, from now on, I have nothing to do with you anymore!"

Seeing him being so straightforward, Yi Shan felt a little uneasy.

After thinking for a while, he tentatively said.

"Don't you want to give up most of the Prime Minister's family property?"

Feng Quji chuckled lightly, his face full of indifference.

"Family property? You want family property when your life is almost gone? Family Master Yi, for the sake of our many years of cooperation, I would like to remind you that sometimes money cannot buy life!"

"The money I invested in you, I gave it to you, is like buying your life!"

Yishan's face instantly turned pale, he said "goodbye" and returned to his house in Kyoto.

Feng Quji looked at his back, shook his head and murmured.

'Businessmen are so interested in profits that they really don't even care about their lives!'

In the Royal Salt Shop, people came in one after another with happy faces and went out satisfied.

Since the first person bought it, it has been passed down from one person to another, and there is an endless stream of people coming.

Wang Li led four soldiers to maintain order outside the store, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

I kept regretting why I didn't bring more people here.

Xiao He and Cao Shen were very busy in the store, and even Liu Bai and Sima Chang turned into waiters to help weigh the salt.

As night fell, several people were sitting in the shop, too tired to say anything.

Liu Bai closed his eyes slightly and listened to the system's voice in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for vigorously promoting refined salt. Qin’s national power has greatly increased. System reward: Glazed Manufacturing Method!]

Liu Bai's eyes lit up slightly, Liuli? It seems that the price of perfume can go up even higher!

Xiao He looked at the empty salt bucket with a happy smile on his face.

He has seen with his own eyes the poor life of the people. Now with this snow salt, the money saved should make their lives a little better!

Wang Li asked.

"All sold out?"

Liu Bai nodded, not only the ones placed before, but also the ones in the warehouse were sold out.

Wang Li slapped his thigh and said annoyed.

"It's over. I've been busy all day and I forgot to buy some for the house..."

Seeing his appearance, everyone laughed.

"Don't worry, I'll leave all those who came to help today with you!"

Several people clasped their fists together to say thank you, especially the four soldiers, who were even more grateful to the prince-in-law.

Seeing that it was getting late, everyone dragged their tired bodies back to their respective houses.

(End of chapter)

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