Chapter 34: The Ming Dynasty's House Speculators, a Fatal Question
It was still dark, and the Jiajing Emperor, who was cultivating, looked at Yang Xi who was delivering the food box and said coldly, "What are you going to do, Third Brother?"
Yang Xi felt a chill in his heart and a heat on his back under the cold gaze of the emperor. He lowered his head and said, "Your Highness asked someone to light a fire in the middle of the night, and asked for mutton, and roasted it himself..."
"Idiot!" Emperor Jiajing became impatient.
Yang Xi said quickly: "His Highness said that when he was seven years old, he was very hungry in the middle of the night and started crying. It happened that His Majesty had just finished his training, so he roasted mutton himself... His Highness dreamed of His Majesty last night, with tears streaming down his face, calling out "Father, Father..."
That scene emerged in Emperor Jiajing's memory.
At that time, he still had many attachments to the world, and there was no such thing as two dragons that should not meet.
Therefore, he was very caring towards all his sons.
Even his third son Zhu Zaigui, whom he disliked, would be asked about from time to time.
That night……
The idiot wiped his tears while eating the meat I roasted myself. He looked up, smiled, and blew a big snot bubble.
There was a hint of reminiscence in Emperor Jiajing's eyes.
The surroundings were silent, waiting for him to scold Yang Xi.
Huang Jin was even prepared for Emperor Jiajing to kick over the food box and have someone clean up the place.
Emperor Jiajing stood up and walked over.
Yang Xi knelt down trembling all over.
Watching the pair of feet coming towards me and stopping in front of me.
Then, a pair of hands opened the food box.
Is this going to hit me in the face... Yang Xi's whole body tensed up, and he realized the tremendous pressure his master was under.
There were chewing sounds.
Yang Xi was stunned.
"You idiot, the outside is burnt but the inside is still red. You are stupid and don't even know how to grill meat. Don't say you are my son when you go out!"
what!
Yang Xi was stunned.
Emperor Jiajing finished eating a skewer of half-cooked barbecue and went back to sit down.
Squinting.
"What is the third brother doing now?"
"read."
"Tell him that if he wants to go to Qingzhi's place, he should go openly and not be secretive."
This...actually worked? Yang Xi was overjoyed.
……
The store was being renovated. According to Jiang Qingzhi's arrangement, the front and back were connected and the entire inside and outside were replaced.
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper!"
"Two hundred strings of cash. I bought this shop. I brought the money with me."
The veteran businessman walked into the store with a sullen look on his face.
"Where is the shopkeeper?"
The old senior offered a price of 150 strings of coins that day. After arguing for a while, the other party asked for a minimum price of 200 strings of coins. He thought of delaying for a few more days, so he went back.
But yesterday he heard that someone was going to take action, so he hurried over.
The front and back are connected, so they are two shops!
Two hundred strings of cash means one hundred strings of cash per shop, which means they are making a lot of money.
"Let's set up a counter here, and the shopkeeper can drink tea here leisurely when he has nothing to do. What do you think those big customers would think if they saw a leisurely shopkeeper instead of a courteous one?"
Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Fu Cheng thought about it and said, "I feel... a little mysterious and hard to understand."
"It's just a high-end feeling." Jiang Qingzhi pointed at the wall, "Buy some unknown but good-looking calligraphy and paintings, preferably works like Clouds, Mountains, and Mists, and hang them up. What will happen when people come in?"
"Elegant! No, it's the sense of sophistication that sir is talking about." Fu Cheng's eyes lit up.
At this moment, a hand reached out from the side and patted Jiang Qingzhi's shoulder.
Fucheng grabbed the wrist of the hand like lightning and pulled it with his backhand.
The senior brother knelt in front of Jiang Qingzhi.
Fu Cheng formed his right hand into a claw and grabbed the top of his senior brother’s head.
His eyes were cold and murderous.
What the hell!
These movements were so quick and agile that Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help but admire them secretly.
He is indeed a master.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"
The senior brother was so scared that his soul left him and he screamed.
"It's you?"
Jiang Qingzhi frowned.
The senior brother was startled, "It's you?"
After learning that Jiang Qingzhi had bought the store, the senior brother collapsed on the ground and said, "It's over."
Jiang Qingzhi continued, "Guys must be enthusiastic, but they must also have a sense of distance... Do you know what a sense of distance is? That's right. It means being neither too far nor too close, and being gentle but not flattering."
"Sir, wait a minute." Fu Cheng felt his mind was a mess and he quickly looked for paper and pen to take notes.
This man is incredibly skilled, but he knows nothing about business matters.
The senior brother looked up and asked, "Do you need to remember anything else?"
"Do you remember?" Sun Chonglou shouted.
"How difficult is that?" The senior brother spoke up and repeated Jiang Qingzhi's previous instructions word for word.
what!
interesting.
Jiang Qingzhi asked: "Why is it like losing one's parents?"
The senior brother sighed and told his own experience.
This man was called Jia Qian. He had been doing business for many years, but a while ago, his family had a change, which led to bankruptcy. He wandered around the capital and was arrested twice by the Wucheng Bingmasi for suspicious behavior. In the end, God rewarded those who worked hard and he found a way to turn things around.
"Someone wants to buy a big store, but he can only offer 300 strings of cash. I thought about buying this store and reselling it to him. I can make at least 100 strings of cash. I can then use the 100 strings of cash as capital to buy the store and sell it back..."
Isn’t this just a real estate speculation group?
Talent!
Jiang Qingzhi looked at Jia Qian with interest, "If you bought it for 200 guan, why would someone else buy it for 300 guan?"
Jia Qian said, "I have hired a few helpers to pretend to want to buy this store, and several people will compete to make offers..."
Isn’t this the trick used by real estate developers when real estate is launched?
When you walk into the sales office, you see a sea of people, but actually they are all agents, and you are the only real one.
Jia Qian looked at Jiang Qingzhi with a proud look on his face. "Why don't you start with a family emergency and sell off the popular shop, and sell off the goods in the store at a loss in the last few days..."
"Build up momentum!" Jia Qian's eyes lit up.
"Why sell it for 300 strings of cash?" Jiang Qingzhi said calmly, "A shop that is connected from front to back looks very transparent. I will also hire a famous and good fortune teller to come and spread the word that this shop is a good place to make money..."
"It must be very expensive to hire a fortune teller!" said Fucheng.
"That's just small change!" Jia Qian got up excitedly and saluted, "Master! May I ask your name?"
"My young master is Jiang Qingzhi from Suzhou!" Sun Chonglou said proudly.
Never heard of it... Jia Qian looked gloomy, "It's a pity that I can't spend every day with Brother Jiang. Alas! Goodbye!"
Play hard to get?
Jiang Qingzhi ignored him and said to Fucheng, "Old Fu still has to take care of the family affairs. As for the shopkeeper here, I will ask the palace if there are any unused ones..."
When Emperor Zhengde opened the Imperial Store, he left behind many shopkeepers. Time flies, those people are gone, and those shopkeepers are now in a state of decline.
Jia Qian laughed in his heart. He wanted to wait for Jiang Qingzhi to take the initiative to invite him, but Jiang Qingzhi boasted so much that Jia Qian decided to delay.
"We'll have someone keep an eye on this place for now. Lao Fu, you'll have to work harder and look after it on weekdays. We'll hand it over when the new manager arrives."
Jiang Qingzhi was preparing to go home. He had made some jelly in the morning and was waiting to enjoy it for lunch.
Soy sauce, vinegar, various side dishes, and finally a bowl of cooled kimchi soup... Jiang Qingzhi's mouth watered just thinking about it.
As I walked out of the shop, a eunuch came over, sweating profusely.
"Is Mr. Jiang here? Hey! I've met Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Qingzhi asked: "What's the matter?"
The eunuch said, "Your Majesty has summoned you."
"Go right away."
Jiang Qingzhi turned around and prepared to explain.
I almost missed something... Jia Qian looked straight at the eunuch and suddenly saluted.
"I am willing to serve you, sir."
Jiang Qingzhi laughed, "Are you not being so pretentious anymore?"
Jia Qian's face flushed. "In fact, when I first met you, I felt that you were extraordinary. But I'm used to being a businessman..."
"You just want to maximize your profits." Jiang Qingzhi pointed at him and said, "You have some talent, but the most taboo thing for businessmen is greed."
"I am willing to change."
"A dog will always eat shit." said Sun Chonglou.
This kid!
But you're right.
Jiang Qingzhi's face darkened, then he smiled and said, "Shitou speaks directly. So, Lao Fu."
"The old slave is here."
Jia Qian looked at Fu Cheng carefully and his heart skipped a beat.
What the hell!
Isn't this a eunuch?
How could a young man who can order eunuchs around be an ordinary person?
"You can sign a contract with Jia Qian later and I will give you better treatment."
Recruiting personnel must have a contract.
"Sir, you can add one more thing. If I betray you, I will be severely punished." Jia Qian wanted to restore his impression in the owner's mind, so he took ruthless action against himself.
Jiang Qingzhi did not comment, "That's it, let Jia Qian take charge of the store decoration later."
This is an inspection.
Jiang Qingzhi left in a hurry
Jia Qian was disappointed. "My Lord, you are so confident in me. I am so touched!"
You think too much... Fu Cheng said coldly: "If you betray me, even Lu Bing can't protect you! Why add unnecessary details to the contract?"
What? Even the notorious Jinyiwei commander Lu Bing couldn't protect him... Jia Qian lowered his head, "What is your identity, young master?"
"Your Majesty's cousin."
"what!"
Jia Qian slapped himself and said, "You were greedy and almost missed the true God."
……
Jiang Qingzhi entered the palace.
It was a rare day that Emperor Jiajing did not practice Taoism, but he looked a little tired.
"Come with me for a walk."
Emperor Jiajing stood up and walked out.
The sun was shining brightly outside, reflecting countless rays of light on the roof of the palace, making it look magnificent.
"Celebrate it."
"His Majesty."
Jiang Qingzhi followed beside him.
"What do you think of the current situation of the Ming Dynasty?"
This is a fatal question. If you answer "the situation is very good", you are deceiving the emperor. If you answer "there are problems everywhere", you are belittling the efforts of Emperor Jiajing in the past 27 years.
Huang Jin looked at Jiang Qingzhi with sympathy.
Jiang Qingzhi was also trying to figure out what Emperor Jiajing was thinking.
This problem is a bit troublesome.
How to respond to the question of peace and prosperity in the world? How to change the fate of the Ming Dynasty?
Jiang Qingzhi sighed and gave up the idea of praising the emperor.
"Why are you sighing?" asked Emperor Jiajing.
"I wanted to say that under your majesty's governance, the world is peaceful and everyone is fine." Jiang Qingzhi said sincerely, "But when the words came to my lips, I thought about your majesty's generosity and couldn't help but tell the truth."
"Oh!"
Emperor Jiajing raised his eyes, his gaze was calm and emotionless, as if he were a god.
Staring at Jiang Qingzhi.
"I am listening."
……
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