History chat group: I just want to make money

Li Chengjiu curled his lips, took out a stool from the store and sat outside the store, looking at Qiu Xiuru in a dazed manner.

"Did I sell it? Tell me, is it illegal to send salt?"

Qiu Xiuru looked embarrassed.

In order to avoid the prince's sight, he ran to the plaque and looked at it carefully.

【Member Benefits】

Activity 1: Register as a member for free on the eve of the opening and get a pack of fine salt as a gift.

Activity 2: All members of our store can enjoy a 20% discount on the entire store within 30 days of opening.

Activity 3: The first member who enters the store to make a purchase every day will receive a membership gift package worth two taels of silver.

Activity 4: Anyone who spends more than 10 taels of silver can get a lottery draw, and the winning rate is 100%, with no upper limit.

These activities are very tempting, either with discounts or gifts.

Qiu Xiuru's head was a little dizzy, and she became confused for a moment.

Just like this, what else can the prince earn?

Of course, Li Chengjiu would not tell him the mystery hidden in it.

Moreover, the store has not officially opened yet. On the opening day, he will be thrown into a series of blockbuster activities such as recharge and cash rebates, upgrades, red envelope draws, and everyone in Jiangli will probably faint by then.

Looking at the crowd that had gradually gathered on the street, Qiu Xiuru rolled her eyes and was the first to run to the small table for member registration and said:

"I register."

Li Chengjiu smiled slightly.

Okay, this old boy still has some eyesight.

He hurriedly asked Xiaozhu to help register, and then he took out a beautiful membership card from the wooden box and handed it over.

Qiu Xiuru took the membership card and flipped it over in his hand.

I don’t know what this thing is made of. It’s hard and doesn’t look like something made of copper or iron, and the patterns drawn on it are particularly beautiful.

If nothing else, this little card doesn't look like an ordinary thing.

worth collecting.

Qiu Xiuru smiled and carefully put the card away. It just so happened that the officer he sent to shake people arrived at the scene with a group of people.

Okay, it’s embarrassing again.

Fortunately, he had an idea and hurriedly asked these servants to line up and register members one by one. After completing the registration, he ordered them to start managing the order of the scene without stopping at all.

Li Chengjiu snorted, thinking that you, an old boy, know the current affairs.

However, Qiu Xiuru stood aside with a smile, and the expression on his face froze.

well?

Don't I want to stop the prince from doing this business?

Why are you rushing to support me?

Now it's better. He, the governor of Southern Xinjiang, took the lead in applying for membership. The people who were watching couldn't stand still and rushed forward to start the application.

Not for anything else, just for that packet of fine salt.

In ancient times, fine salt was known as white gold. Otherwise, there would not be a saying that "the grain that farmers earn all year round is not enough for the price of salt."

Now that the prince is giving salt on the spot, what is the difference between giving out silver on the spot?

Isn't it just a membership? It doesn't cost anything, so why not?

Seeing the people rushing to register, Li Chengjiu smiled and said nothing.

Although Dayun can be considered a relatively powerful dynasty, the household registration problem is still incomplete. Not to mention the problem of black households, there are already an overwhelming number of people who have not even given names.

So how do they register?

Of course Li Chengjiu has thought about this problem. He said he was a registered member, but he was actually handing out leaflets indirectly.

While the fine salt has not yet been mass-produced, just by doing this, all the people in the city can have a promotional card for the King of Xinjiang Snack City.

This is called spending the least amount of money to do the greatest thing.

Of course, suppressing the old guys like Li Shouren was just a side job. It can only be said that they were unlucky. Li Chengjiu really didn't want to target anyone.

The reason why they held the event a day earlier was to prevent so many people from being deceived.

As the saying goes, plans cannot keep up with changes.

Therefore, Li Shouren could only blame himself for being too late.

Li family mansion.

At this time, there were hundreds of baskets of fine salt placed in the courtyard. They had been stored for a long time, so he ordered people to take out all the fine salt to dry in the sun.

In the room, Zhang Guogui blushed, hugged a woman with his left hand, and held a wine glass in his right hand and said excitedly:

"Brother Li, the notice for selling salt has been up for three days. It is estimated that many people will come to grab salt tomorrow morning. They have been without salt for more than a month. This is a great trick."

Another old man next to him hurriedly echoed:

"Yes, even if we double the price, we will definitely sell out the fine salt."

Li Shouren smiled and said nothing, just stretched out his sleeves and silently raised the three sign.

"Three times, tomorrow we will sell it at three times the price."

"three times?!"

Several old guys were shocked by these words.

Zhang Guogui frowned and asked with some uncertainty: "Brother Li, is this three times the price... too high?"

"Is it high?"

Li Shouren hummed.

"The new policy of fine salt has been blocked everywhere. The current price of salt in various regions varies. Even so, the market is still in short supply. So, will people worry about the price of fine salt? No, they will only worry about whether they can eat it in the future.

Salted."

Hearing this, Zhang Baogui slammed the table.

"Yes! Brother is right!"

This time, the woman next to me was so frightened that she trembled, and the bad old man took the opportunity to pinch her.

The other two old men at the table also had smiles on their faces and drank from their glasses.

Following several bursts of laughter, several more screams came from the room.

At this moment, an old man who looked like a housekeeper ran into the house while shouting and staggering.

"It's not good! Master, something bad is going to happen!"

Li Shouren frowned slightly and said coldly:

"How indecent is it to yell and scream! Didn't you see that I was entertaining guests?"

The old man didn't care about being scolded, so he hurriedly leaned into Li Shouren's ear and whispered:

"Master, Xinjiang...His Royal Highness the King of Xinjiang is delivering salt in the streets of the city!"

"What?!"

Li Shouren stood up from his seat suddenly, thinking that he had just heard wrongly, he grabbed the old man's collar and asked through gritted teeth:

"What did you say? Say it again!"

The old man was so frightened that his Adam's apple trembled, and he still said word by word with trembling lips:

"Xiang...His Royal Highness King Xian is delivering salt on the streets in the city. As long as someone applies for membership in his snack city, a bag of fine salt will be given out on the spot, sir!"

"Are you telling the truth?"

"It's absolutely true, sir. Look, I brought a pack back specially."

Seeing the old man take out an oil paper bag from his arms, Li Shouren snatched it away, opened it and saw that it was indeed fine salt, weighing half a catty."

"Is this a gift from the King of Xinjiang?"

"Yes, as long as you become a member, everyone will have a share."

"Damn it! Where did he get so much fine salt?!"

"My lord, this old slave is hiding aside and observing secretly. In just a moment, the prince has given away thousands of kilograms. I heard the prince himself said that after finishing the delivery today, there will be more tomorrow."

"There's still tomorrow? What on earth is this Xinjiang King Laojiu going to do?!"

Li Shouren only felt a buzzing in his head, and the same was true for Zhang Baogui and others. They stood there dumbly, unable to believe their ears.

"Delivering salt on the street? Where did he get the money? He pays several thousand kilograms a day. Even if he empties the national treasury, he can't afford it!"

yes!

The king of Xinjiang, Laojiu, is uneducated and has no skills. How dare he deliver salt on the street when he can hardly eat?

Isn’t this a lie to a fool?

Li Shouren's eyes suddenly lit up. Li Chengjiu must be trying another trick. Humph, it's been four years, haven't you tricked enough people?

Thinking of this, his face darkened and he snorted coldly:

"Let's go and see what happens!"