On June 15th, the midsummer season was already in full bloom. The Zhaojiatun land was full of crops. The growth of these crops was very gratifying. At this time, the local warriors had no farm work and were all training enthusiastically.

A few days ago, many businessmen came to Zhaojiabao, all of whom were staying in the guild hall. A total of dozens of businessmen came, some of whom were really unable to separate, so they also sent their shopkeepers to come.

In the past, the Zhao family invited them to meet and gave them a way to make money, and this time it must be the same. At this time, Zhao Yan was already an important member of the Shandong Business Gang.

At the same time, some Shandong businessmen who had not been invited before were invited were invited. These businessmen generally had little capital and were not qualified to intervene in the sale of glass mirrors before.

The next time the Zhao family invited them, they all ran over happily.

The merchants staying in the guild were talking before, guessing what way the Zhao family would give them a fortune this time, but this thing is really hard to guess.

On the fifteenth day, Zhao Yan set up a few tables of banquets and invited the merchants to the table.

Before joining the table, Zhao Yan and several close-knit Shandong businessmen greeted each other, greeted each other for a while, and then all of them were on the table.

"This time, Zhao asked everyone to take time out of their busy schedule to meet. Please forgive me for any inconvenience caused." Zhao Yan stood up and shouted to the businessmen at several tables.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

"Mr. Zhao invites me, and we are so happy."

The big merchants said quickly with a smile. Zhao Yan nodded with a smile and continued, "I believe everyone knows that I, Zhao Yan, will not cause such a big battle without any major. I invite you to come this time to discuss a plan to make a fortune with you."

Zhao Yan's words made everyone's eyes lit up. A businessman smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, what is the plan to make money? Tell everyone quickly."

Amid the anticipation, Zhao Yan waved with a smile. The servant of the Zhao family walked up with a large porcelain bowl, which was filled with white sea salt.

Zhao Yan pointed to the sea salt in the porcelain bowl and asked, "Dare you guys, how profitable is the world's salt?"

"The profit of salt in the world is immeasurable. Everyone needs to use salt, and everyone cannot do without this thing." Zheng Shilian couldn't help but feel illuminated when he saw this sea salt. He started his business in this private salt business. After the Kong Youde Rebellion, Shandong's salt industry was sluggish, and the accounting in this area shrank a lot.

"The Lianghuai salt merchants are all rich. The rich family has no less than tens of millions, the middle-rich family has millions, and the small family has hundreds of thousands. The richest person in the world is the Lianghuai salt merchants."

Zhao Yan nodded and continued to ask: "Why is my Shandong merchant gang free of salt and profitable?"

"No salt! There are only a few salt farms in Shandong, and most of them are not well managed. Small households have low production in private cooking. It is a problem to buy salt. How can you make any profits of salt?" A salt owl said loudly.

"Zhao opened a salt field in Laizhou Bay. If it is fully developed, it will be no problem to produce hundreds of millions of jin of salt per year. Zhao has always followed the principle of having money to make money together. Today, Zhao came to everyone to talk about the salt trading with you." Zhao Yan just finished speaking.

Zheng Shilian couldn't wait to ask: "My nephew is serious?"

"Of course, my nephew will not only beat the chuck but not sell goods. I can make the best of people to sell as much as I can." Zhao Yan said with a sigh.

"Stop the team." Zhao Yong shouted loudly, and the team quickly put away their weapons and ran over in an orderly formation. A spearman in front of Zhao Yan waved to him, and the spearman immediately ran over.

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and tapped the plate armor on the chest with his fingers. Suddenly, a few crisp collisions came out, saying to the merchants: "This kind of plate armor cannot be cut into ordinary weapons."

Then he took another musket and weighed it in his hand, "Those who hit a hundred steps in this musket will die."

"What does Lord Zhao mean?" a businessman asked carefully.

Zhao Yan smiled happily and said, "Are you all short of manpower? Are you afraid of being black-blooded? If you all have such a team, will the official army dare to move? If you meet Lianghuai Yan Owl, are you still afraid of them being black-blooded? Then the people who are black-blooded will be the ones!"

"Mr. Zhao means..."

"If you lack manpower, you can send someone to me. I will help him train his troops. I dare not say that I have other abilities, and training is definitely good. If you lack weapons, you can also buy them from me, and the price will be better." In order to expand sales, Zhao Yan proposed to help them form private salt armed forces.

The price is better than the King of Hell, and there are endless nonsense.

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