A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 20 The Man Given by Heaven
Zhang Fangping has never done business.

He has never seen someone thank you for selling something to you at a high price.

Therefore, at this moment he was full of curiosity about Song Xuan's next move.

Song Xuan didn't explain much.

Many people cannot resist chasing rising prices and selling falling prices, and it can be extremely crazy.

Very few people are willing to buy something that is falling.

In this regard, Song Xuan has experience and lessons.

If I offer the product at too low a price, I'm afraid no one will be willing to come.

Zhao San went back to report and repeated Song Xuan's words.

Mr. Zhao felt that he was old and had seen a lot of things, so he had such experience.

But where did Song Xuan, a young boy, learn these principles?

The Song family has never provided any training or investment in him.

At most, he would be allowed to stay in the private school and not go out to cause trouble and ruin the reputation of the Song family.

It's still much better than his second brother who is a hopeless case.

"It's okay. What's two hundred and fifty strings of cash? Just give him three hundred strings of cash. That's my gift to Twelve Lang. Just tell him that."

After listening to what Mr. Zhao said, Zhao San understood this operation.

Everyone sends gifts in advance to those who have the hope of passing the imperial examination.

Although it is due to speculation, it is also normal.

Giving benefits to someone before he becomes successful is completely different from giving benefits to someone after he becomes successful.

But Zhao San didn't expect that his master would be so generous, and he was very confused.

Does Song Xuan really have a chance to pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi?
Compared to passing the imperial examination, Zhao San would rather believe that it would be easier for Song Xuan to establish himself as the boss in Ningling County.

It was just his master's order, so he just did it.

After Zhao San finished talking to Song Xuan, Song Xuan was greatly surprised.

Then he stood up and took the initiative to cross his arms and salute:

"Mr. Zhao is a man of high righteousness. With him at the helm, the Zhao family will likely rise to a higher level in Ningling County. Congratulations in advance."

"Hey."

Zhao San was immediately delighted when he heard this.

You also have to be an educated person who knows how to speak.

Local tyrants like them are too lazy to get involved in the affairs of higher authorities, or they don't have much chance.

It would be great to just stay away from home and make some money to live a rich life.

Everyone has different pursuits.

"It turns out that Shi Er Lang can say nice things."

After hearing what Zhao San said, Song Xuan laughed out loud:
"Brother Zhao, I've been running the shop by myself since I was young. If I hadn't shown my ruthless methods, I'd have been taken advantage of long ago. Actually, I quite like a situation where everyone benefits."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhao San also understood what Song Xuan meant.

If Song Xuan only relies on his smart brain but has no fierce means, then he is just a little kid holding a gold nugget. Who wouldn't want to snatch it?
Now that Song Xuan had managed to hold onto this legacy and even sell it for a high price, Zhao San couldn't help but admire his master's ability to judge people. The Song family's father had been so confused for so long, yet the Song family hadn't collapsed. Who knew how much longer it could hold out?

But this was not something he should worry about. Zhao San sat down again and asked:
"I hope Shi Er Lang can teach me how to make clean money."

"The money from the Zhao family gambling house cannot be taken out openly, and because of this, a lot of money is given away as tribute every year."

The gambling industry was very developed in the Song Dynasty and the people also loved to gamble, but it was not allowed by the court laws and was only allowed on specific holidays.

"Mr. Zhao bought my shop and can provide special drinks for the gambling house to cheer up the customers. In short, we want to advertise the therapeutic effects and charge a higher price.

For example, Cyperus rotundus drink, Poria cocos cream, etc.

Since the drinks are on special offer, the price will go up.

The money is transferred from one hand to the other, and some taxes are paid in the process. The money can be held in the hands openly without fear of investigation by the government.

The most important thing is to register the shop with the government and try to avoid having anyone from the Zhao family. Similarly, it's not just drinks, but also accommodation, food, and even going to a brothel if you win. I believe Mr. Zhao understands."

Many people would not do money laundering.

After all, why make things so complicated when you can just give officials some money to do it?

It was difficult to establish a family of nobles in the Song Dynasty. Even if no Jinshi appeared after three generations of the founding heroes, it would be difficult to maintain its glory.

Zhao San didn't understand, Song Xuan just chuckled:
“Third brother, the procedure is actually a bit complicated, and many people think it’s useless.

But the most important thing is that this money is your money, not money that the official deposits with you under an excuse so that he can take it from you whenever he wants.

If you implement this method, the decision of whether to give him money will be yours, not his. You can just make this clear to Mr. Zhao."

"I've made a note of it. I'll send someone to give the money to Twelve Lang when I get back, and then we'll go to the government office to sign the deed."

The circulation of copper coins in the Northern Song Dynasty was huge, and Jiaozi had not yet fully appeared, but bills that could be officially transferred to accounts had already appeared in Tokyo and became invalid after being redeemed.

Just like Yang Zhi, the Green-faced Beast, escorting the birthday gift, a large amount of copper coins had to be carried in baskets.

After all, one guan of coins weighs four and a half pounds.

"Thank you. If it's convenient, could you please exchange some gold for me? It's not very convenient to carry around a lot of copper coins."

"Okay, thank you Twelve Lang for letting me know. You didn't make things difficult for me, the messenger."

Zhao San didn't understand what was going on between his master and Song Xuan, but the deal was done after all.

Whether it is worth it or not depends on the owner.

"Mr. Zhao thinks so highly of me, I can't afford to offend him. As I get older, I have to rely on my reputation to make a living, unlike the younger generation like me who are shameless and don't care."

"Hahaha." Zhao San clasped his fists and turned to leave.

Song Xuan watched him go downstairs and shouted:
"Bring some cold drinks for Brother Zhao San and his brothers to drink on the way; it's hot."

After the people left, Zhang Fangping did see that the other party offered a high price and thanked him, but he didn't understand the trick and took the initiative to speak:
"Twelfth Brother, does the method you just mentioned work?"

"Whether it will be of any use or not depends on Mr. Zhao's own choice. After spending most of his life, he wants his descendants to continue to be exploited, or he wants to give a little money to the court so that the whole family can continue to live in peace.

Even if someone wants to shut down the gambling house in the future, it won't cause much damage to his overall layout, unless they want to punish the entire group, but breaking that law would probably be considered rebellion."

Song Xuan felt that at present, there were quite a few soldiers and horses in the entire Henan area, and since Tokyo was close at hand, it was unlikely that they would be involved in a rebellion.

Zhang Fangping nodded slightly. He really didn't expect that there would be so many things to do besides studying.

How did Twelve Brother figure out all these things when he wasn't even an official yet?

Could it be that there really are people in this world who are gifted by God?
Zhang Fangping didn't think Song Xuan was a fallen prodigy. He always believed that Song Xuan was imitating King Zhuang of Chu, preparing to make a stunning debut.

(End of this chapter)