Ming Dynasty: Domination of the World from the Imperial Examination

Chapter 109 Let’s Feel the Shout for the People First! (First Update)
"I understand." Wang Ziren suddenly looked downstairs, clapped his hands and said excitedly: "I know why Brother Xia doesn't care whether Da has reached 500,000 kilograms. He doesn't need to reach it himself. What he wants is these industrialists and businessmen to make the 500,000 kilograms reach the target."

"This is Brother Xia's true intention."

Wang Ziren had been thinking about it before, and now he finally understood it.

If it fails to reach 500,000, Kyoto Salt Industry will suffer a considerable loss in reputation. Although it still has considerable advantages, these reputations will be gradually eroded by the subsequent counterattacks of other salt shops. He has no experience in business, but he can understand this. Xia Zhibai cannot be unaware of this.

Xia Zhibai knew.

But he did it on purpose.

What Xia Zhibai wants is not for Kyoto Salt Industry to "stand out on its own", but for other artisans to join in this celebration.

He wanted to establish the unshakable position of Kyoto Salt Industry in Yingtian Prefecture.

That’s why this situation happened.

Lian Zining and Jie Min looked at Wang Ziren curiously.

Wang Ziren pulled up his sleeves and explained happily, "Brother Lian, Brother Jie, think about it, after Brother Xia's words, did the attention of the whole audience shift? From Brother Xia to other craftsmen?"

"Brother Lian also said that just now."

"All those businessmen are in this teahouse."

"That also means that as long as these people open the windows, they will receive a lot of attention and stares. To some extent, the people below hope that they will speak up. Under such circumstances of public expectation, if they speak up, they will win the favor of many people at the bottom."

“It’s also about making these stores famous.”

"Spread the word!"

"Under such circumstances, the businessmen above gained fame, the common people benefited, and Brother Xia's salt shop monopolized the salt trade in Yingtian Prefecture."

"It can be said that we achieved multiple goals at one stroke, and everyone is happy."

"Why not?"

“More importantly, there will be no reconciliation.”

"These businessmen in the teahouse can freely quote the amount of salt they want to buy."

"And it will definitely reach 500,000 kilograms."

“There were no surprises.”

Wang Ziren's tone was extremely firm.

As long as the first person speaks up, the nature of this "wide publicity" changes. The pursuit is no longer a simple 500,000 kilograms, but also includes satisfying the people and bringing fame to one's own store. In this case, even if the report is false, concealed or deceptive, the number will be said to be 500,000 kilograms.

People don't care whether it's true or false.

They just need to see the end result reach half a million.

Industrialists and businessmen don't care either.

What they care about is that after achieving their goal, the name of their own shop will be remembered by the people.

To gain a good reputation.

Just by simply opening your mouth and without paying any price, you can gain the favor and good reputation of the people. This is a business that is almost profitable. Which businessman would not want to do it?
What's more, Xia Zhibai gave him enough respect.

Lian Zining and Jie Min were stunned for a moment, then they figured it out in an instant.

There was a hint of surprise and horror in his eyes.

Jie Min sighed: "Brother Xia is really bold. It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. Originally, it was the style of the Jingdu Salt Industry. Under his management, he let the craftsmen and farmers from the folks participate in it. Now he wants to bring in some rich farmers and merchants."

"These industrialists and businessmen have only a small reputation."

"The name is still his."

"He also used this opportunity to complete his monopoly on salt sales in Tianfu."

The other Jinshi looked at each other, their eyes full of admiration.

really.

After a while of silence, a window of the teahouse opened.

A middle-aged man stuck his head out, a smile on his face, waved his hand and said loudly: "Wanshanju in Huadeng Square has ordered 50 kilograms of salt."

As this voice fell, other people began to speak.

"Haitian Pavilion ordered fifty kilograms of salt."

"Yan's Iron Shop ordered twenty kilograms of salt."

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Listening to the reported salt order quantities, the two clerks in front of the white cloth looked at each other, picked up their pens again, and continued to calculate on the white cloth that had already been filled with ink.

Seeing this scene, the people, who were originally a little anxious, shouted in joy again.

"Chun Xiang Pavilion has also been booked."

"I've also ordered from my favorite sesame seed cake shop."

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Amidst the cheers, not only the teahouse but also other houses across the street opened their windows and announced numbers one after another.

Looking at the boiling scene in front of him, a smile appeared on Xia Zhibai's lips.

What he wants is to share happiness with the people.

At the same time, it also allows these people to experience it for themselves.

What is serving the people?

The people have always been fair.

As long as you are nice to them, they will also be generous with their kindness.

Although they just shouted out a number and did not actually do anything for the people, the difference from seeking profits for themselves to speaking out for the people and actively seeking a certain level of welfare for the people will accompany these businessmen for a long time and will leave a deep impression on them.

Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground.

The road must be taken step by step. He does want to integrate industry and commerce, but at present he does not have the power or financial resources to do so. However, he can still get businessmen involved and give them a certain sense of participation and honor.

As more and more people spoke out, Luo Gan, Zhang Yuan and other salt merchants all looked dejected.

they know.

His career in the salt market of Yingtian Prefecture was over.

They could naturally sense that some of the craftsmen who came out to shout had not really ordered salt, but it was no longer important at the moment, because with this shout, those who had originally ordered salt from their salt shops would turn around and order salt from Kyoto Salt Industry in the future.

This is Xia Zhibai’s plan.

Step by step.

Luo Gan felt deeply powerless.

I have the strength but cannot use it.

When they heard that Xia Zhibai wanted to sell salt, they sneered and wanted to teach him a lesson.

As a result, Xia Zhibai directly offered an ultra-low price, which made all their calculations come to nothing. In just one month, he completely dominated the salt market. Everyone thought that Xia Zhibai would become a laughing stock today, but in the end, they witnessed the entire Yingtian Prefecture recognize Kyoto Salt Industry.

They regard Xia Zhibai as their lifelong rival.

But in Xia Zhibai's eyes, they didn't exist at all.

This feeling of being ignored and despised has completely transformed from the initial frustration and anger into powerlessness.

Xia Zhibai crushed them in all aspects, whether in terms of mental strategy or not.

A true dimensionality reduction attack!
Luo Gan looked around blankly, as if he could not hear any sound.

a long time.

Luo Gan regained his composure.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Open the window, so we can show our faces."

"Since you can't win, then let's make it happen."

Zhang Yuan looked at Luo Gan in disbelief, unable to believe that these were the words Luo Gan said.

Are they salt merchants?

Having been stepped on by Xia Zhibai like this, I have already lost all my face. Do I still have to continue to maintain Xia Zhibai's good reputation?

What is Luo Gan thinking about?
"Luo Gan, are you crazy?" Zhang Yuan said angrily.

Luo Gan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Manager Zhang, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"Xia Zhibai didn't even consider us as his opponents. We didn't even exist in his eyes. We couldn't defeat him at all. We were no match for him at all. Listen around us, we can hear shouts everywhere."

"Don't you understand what this means?"

"Kyoto Salt Industry has not only been recognized by farmers and craftsmen in Yingtian Prefecture, but also by wealthy merchants and businessmen. We have no chance of turning things around."

"What else can I do if you don't make it happen?"

"Go and fight?"

"It's embarrassing to speak up now, but at least you can still have some reputation and leave with dignity. If you do nothing, you will be driven away in disgrace."

"I can't swallow this." Zhang Yuan turned his head away.

Luo Gan said: "What if I can't swallow this anger? If I speak up now, I can still save face and maybe even gain a reputation of being magnanimous and open-minded among the people. If I really keep silent, I will lose even this reputation."

“The most important thing in business is reputation.”

"We should also express our position to Xia Zhibai in public. We have surrendered. We hope he will show mercy and stop killing us."

"We have a family to support."

Zhang Yuan's expression changed slightly.

Luo Gan shook his head and didn't argue anymore.

He went to the window, opened it, and said, "I'm ordering fifty kilograms of salt from Luo's Salt Shop!"

After hearing Luo Gan's words, the bustling crowd around them also froze for a moment.

Xia Zhibai also heard it.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the tea room on the second floor, and quickly looked away.

After Luo Gan spoke, the other salt merchants in the teahouse hesitated for a moment, then went to the window and added to the excitement.

Zhang Yuan also went.

His expression was full of loneliness and desolation.

Lian Zining and others also shouted secretly and quietly opened the window.

Feeling the surging crowd below and the lively cheers below, Lian Zining and others were also deeply moved.

Just looking at the crowded crowd below, I inexplicably felt a surge of excitement and passion, as if I had participated in something extraordinary, and my heart was filled with honor and pride.

This feeling is very strange.

I was even more moved than when I met His Majesty.

The shouting lasted for nearly half an hour, and all the windows of the shops around the Kyoto Salt Shop were opened.

The two clerks finally stopped writing at this moment.

The clerk who was still counting with symbols spoke first: "The data of one prefecture and eight counties have been recounted. The total is: 512,389 kilograms."

But not many people care about this exact number.

When the word "fifty" was uttered, waves of roaring thunder and sea instantly drowned out the entire Yingtian Prefecture.

It's a carnival.

Especially after being suppressed for a short period of time, this wave of sound was released more thoroughly and loudly.

It was deafening.

Xia Zhibai raised his head.

The newly born red light and purple mist seemed even more brilliant and colorful under this sound wave.

Xia Zhibai said with a firm gaze: "The will of the people is the will of heaven."

“This is what it means to govern the world.”

In the teahouse, looking at Xia Zhibai bathed in the red sunlight, Lian Zining and others were left with only admiration and awe.

They noticed.

A giant is slowly standing up.

(End of this chapter)