The Three Kingdoms: Steamed Buns and Pickled Cabbage, I Became the Emperor

Chapter 42 Gongsun Zan is a true master of face-changing

A moment later, in Gongsun Zan's tent.

"Mr. Ye, I heard that you have a business you want to do with me?"

In the military tent, seeing Ye Chen coming in, Gongsun Zan, who was sitting at the top, asked indifferently.

Previously.

He had actually heard of some of Ye Chen's reputation.

The caravan guards ate meat for every meal.

This kind of food is far better than that of ordinary soldiers.

but.

This didn't seem like a big deal to Gongsun Zan.

The White Horse Volunteers under his command also ate meat for every meal.

How many guards can Ye Chen’s caravan have?

How many people does he have in his White Horse Volunteers?
Maintaining caravan guards and maintaining an army are simply not on the same level.

"Since the general has asked, I might as well speak directly."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he took out a bag of modern salt from his arms.

In later generations, iodized fine salt cost two yuan and fifty cents a bag.

This is the special item he had found in the system reputation mall not long ago.

"General, what I want to do with you is the salt business."

Hear this.

Gongsun Zan didn't even look at Ye Chen.

Just laugh.

"Since this is a business, what do you want to exchange the salt for??"

"Warhorse!"

"The more the merrier!"

Ye Chen stated his purpose directly.

"hehe!"

"How whimsical!"

Gongsun Zan looked at Ye Chen's young face and sneered.

"Not bad!"

"My north is indeed a land of horses!"

"But you want to trade salt for a warhorse!"

“For others, it might be a business!”

"But not to me, Master Ye, don't you know that Youzhou not only produces horses, but also salt?"

Gongsun Zan looked at Ye Chen mockingly, sneering at his ignorance.

His Youzhou was not short of salt and was rich in sea salt.

He wanted to exchange something that he had in abundance for a warhorse?

If this isn’t a fantasy, then what is?
Seeing the mocking smile on Gongsun Zan's face, Ye Chen was not annoyed, but laughed along.

He did not rush to argue, but walked forward to Gongsun Zan's desk and tore open the bag of salt.

Sprinkle the salt directly on Gongsun Zan's desk.

Then, a playful smile appeared on his face.

He smiled at Gongsun Zan.

"General, this salt is probably different from the salt you know!"

I saw crystal clear, impurity-free, snow-white pearls scattered on the desk.

Gongsun Zan's pupils shrank.

He stood up with a bang.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Chen with suspicion.

"You, you said this is salt?"

It’s not bad, Ye Chen explained.

Gongsun Zan stretched out his finger, dipped it in a little salt, and tasted it.

His expression changed immediately.

Full of horror.

"Salt, it's really salt!"

Gongsun Zan let out a strange cry of surprise.

There is not even a hint of bitterness in the taste of this refined salt.

Moreover, its color was as white as snow, totally unlike the salt from Youzhou, which was gray in color.

To know.

All the salt in the world today has a bitter taste.

Even if it was tribute to the emperor, it was the same.

But the salt in front of me, besides being salty, actually has a bit of other flavor.

Gongsun Zan was originally the largest private salt dealer in Youzhou.

Of course he knows.

The salt industry was one of the most profitable industries in the Han Dynasty.

This high quality salt is now available on the market.

Princes and nobles will definitely flock to it, and it will surely be sold at a sky-high price.

"What do you think of this salt, General?"

Ye Chen was not surprised to see Gongsun Zan's horrified expression.

The salt in his hand was just an ordinary seasoning that was essential in every household in later generations.

But it’s different in the Han Dynasty.

To put it bluntly.

It is equivalent to a national weapon.

after all.

People can go without food for a day, but cannot go without salt for a day.

If you want to have strength, you need to eat salt.

The salt in his hand was not only iodized, but also further purified to completely remove the impurities and bitterness.

Compared with the existing sea salt, well salt, rock salt, etc. in the Han Dynasty.

It's completely a dimensionality reduction attack.

When Gongsun Zan heard Ye Chen's question, he immediately changed his expression.

Extremely enthusiastic towards Ye Chen.

If you didn't know that this was the first time the two met, just look at Gongsun Zan's enthusiasm.

One must think that the two are close friends.

"Hahaha!"

"Master Ye, I was negligent just now!"

"Don't blame me, Master Ye! Don't blame me!"

"Come and take a seat!"

Gongsun Zan enthusiastically took Ye Chen's hand and directly pressed Ye Chen onto the seat he had just sat on.

He took another mat and knelt beside Ye Chen.

It made this place look like Ye Chen’s military tent.

"Mr. Ye, tell the truth!"

"If you want to do this kind of refined salt business, you have found the right person to cooperate with me."

"It's true!"

"I have already opened up all the channels for salt sales!"

"I just don't know, Brother Ye, how much do you want for this refined salt?"

Gongsun Zan asked anxiously, his eyes full of greed.

Even a fool knows what this grade of refined salt is.

Once it circulates in the market, you will definitely make a fortune.

Whoever has this grade of salt is like holding a hen that lays golden eggs.

It’s definitely the reincarnation of the God of Wealth!
"I wonder what the general thinks, how about eight hundred coins per stone?"

Ye Chen looked at Gongsun Zan meaningfully and named a price.

Heard the price.

Gongsun Zan was stunned.

In today's world, even the worst coarse salt.

When the price was the lowest, it was still four hundred coins per stone.

During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, trade routes were cut off and the price of salt rose to as high as 8,000 coins per stone.

And that’s just coarse salt.

The price of refined salt specially supplied to the children of wealthy families, princes and nobles can be three to five times higher.

At eight hundred coins per stone, it's like a fire sale!
"Brother Ye, just say it!"

"What do you need me for, brother?"

"Don't worry, I will do my best to complete whatever you ask for!"

"Who told us to leave our brotherhood here?"

Gongsun Zan patted his chest so hard that it made a loud noise while speaking.

It was so sincere and heartfelt.

"Ha ha!"

Ye Chen chuckled.

"It's the same thing I mentioned before!"

"Warhorse!"

Ye Chen brought up the old matter again.

"But, there is one thing I want to explain first."

"I won't pay for the warhorse. I'll pay 800 coins per stone."

"Exchange for a warhorse of equal value!"

"This is also my respect for General Gongsun's efforts in resisting foreign invaders!"

Both are smart people.

Ye Chen finished speaking.

Gongsun Zan understood.

Obviously, Ye Chen gave him 800 coins per stone of refined salt.

It's a friendship price.

The other party has given me enough face.

Next, I should give the other party face.

"it is good!"

"Since you are loyal, Brother Ye!"

"As your brother, I can't let you suffer any loss!"

"so!"

"15,000 coins for a war horse!"

"how!"

Hear Gongsun Zan's offer.

Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction.

The price of Han war horses is not cheap nowadays.

The expensive ones can cost around 100,000 yuan.

But in horse-producing areas such as Liaodong, you can buy a war horse for about 30,000 coins.

Now, Gongsun Zan offered 15,000 coins for a horse.

It is indeed a conscience price.

On this side, Gongsun Zan looked at the expression on Ye Chen's face.

Think for a while.

This is the final and most crucial question.

(End of this chapter)