MTL - Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty-Chapter 57 God hates it

  Chapter 57 Tianyanzhi

Xishan is relatively close to the capital, which is why Fang Jifan is full of confidence. There are many veins of anthracite, especially in Shanxi Province, which is now the Datong area of ​​Xuanfu, but it is far away after all. If you really want to mine it, and then transport it to the populous city of Gyeonggi, it will cost a lot of money.

But Xishan is different here. It is only ten miles away from the densely populated area of ​​the capital. It can be mined at any time, and after simple desulfurization, it can be made into briquettes or sent to the capital on the same day in the form of briquettes. There is almost no transportation. cost, and this is a shallow coal mine, and there is no need to drill coal wells, just open-pit mining.

Here in Xishan, dozens of people have been hired to roughly explore the veins. Some coal has been mined. After processing, the first carload of coal has been sent to Zhan Shifu. Zhu Hou looked after the coal and danced with excitement: "Brother Fang , coal can be sold for money, right? Ben Gong looks at this coal, um...it looks very good."

  Liu Jin couldn't bear to tell Zhu Houzhao that there is actually a lot of coal near the capital, so how can you sell it for money? Just put it there and let people pick it up for nothing. Of course, he dared not say it.

  At this time, Fang Jifan's eyes were shining brightly, and he said confidently: "Your Highness, it's time to get rich."

  Zhu Houzhao rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "It's not cold enough these days, it hasn't snowed yet..."

At this moment, even Fang Jifan couldn't help but roll his eyes, your uncle, you don't feel cold, it's because you are wearing a jacket and a cotton padded jacket, and you are covering your whole body tightly, go and see For those refugees on the street, Shuntian Mansion collects more than a dozen corpses every morning, all of them died of freezing, and ordinary people are not much better.

But after all, he is a major shareholder, and he needs to treat shareholders with warmth like spring. Fang Jifan apologized and said with a smile: "Your Highness, it will snow soon, not only that, I am afraid that the river will freeze. The ground is freezing, and it's hard for His Highness not to get rich."

  Zhu Houzhao nodded enthusiastically: "Brother Fang, what do you want to do when we get rich?"

  Fang Jifan didn't expect His Highness the Crown Prince to think about such a long-term issue, so he thought for a while and said, "Earn more money, so that everyone can think highly of you."

  Zhu Houzhao couldn't help laughing: "Sure enough, heroes see the same thing, and so does I."

  In addition to mining, you need to have a good reputation in the city, otherwise how do you contact people for business?

   After recruiting a group of people to start mining, Fang Jifan repaired the shop in Dongshi at the same time, and the first batch of anthracite briquettes began to be transported into the warehouse in the backyard of the shop.

  Since it is a business, it must have a famous name. Fang Jifan thought hard, and finally ordered someone to hang a signboard of "Zhen Guo Coal Industry" on the face.

  The word "Zhen Guo" is the suggestion of the major shareholder Zhu Houzhao. He is the prince and the major shareholder who contributed nearly half of the capital. Well, of course he has the final say.

   With the signboard and the briquettes, everything is going well. Next, there is the issue of the organizational structure of Zhenguo Coal Industry. Fang Jifan is naturally the big owner, but who will be in charge of the business?

  Fang Jifan thought of someone, Wang Jinyuan.

  Wang Jinyuan was dragged to Fang's house.

  He was originally full of fat, but in the past few days, he lost tens of catties all of a sudden. If it weren't for his haggard look, Fang Jifan would have suspected that he should become a weight loss coach.

As soon as he saw Fang Jifan, Wang Jinyuan howled and waved his hands: "Master Fang, Mr. Fang... Please spare me, please do me a favor, I can't stand this... Oh my god..." He covered his heart and roared to the sky: "What sin did I do? After running around for Mr. Fang, I bought ebony in partnership with others. After finally selling the goods, His Royal Highness held a three-foot-long knife on his neck and insisted on me buying it. His treasure, it's useless for me to beg for mercy, I handed over two hundred thousand taels of silver, and bought that big box of imperial objects, said to be rare treasures, the treasure of treasures. But I Cowardly, even if I dare to sell these imperial items, someone must dare to buy them. Not only am I afraid to sell them, but I am also afraid that these treasures will be slightly damaged. When the palace thinks of these treasures, if Come to ask for it, then am I not guilty of deceiving the king?"

   His eyes were full of tears, and then he started howling, holding his hands up to the sky, crying to the point of grief, Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

So Fang Jifan comforted him: "Hey, don't cry, isn't it just two hundred thousand taels of silver? Wherever we fell, we got up from where we fell. Now I have a business and I want to do it with you. You will be the big shopkeeper and help me. The young master sells coal, which is a huge profit, how about this, the annual net profit, the young master will give you half of the dry stock, and we will make a fortune together, okay?"

   It was the first time that Wang Jinyuan saw Fang Jifan being so kind.

  Half percent is just a 5% profit, but for Wang Jinyuan, who has lost all his wealth and is in decline, it is nothing more than a life-saving straw.

  Wang Jinyuan is quite commercially acumen, and he is handy in doing business. In fact, he is a rare talent. If His Royal Highness did not cheat him, even if he is not the richest man, he would be one of the most outstanding merchants in Beijing.

It's just that without the two hundred thousand taels of silver, he has completely returned to poverty. At the beginning, he was able to spend a million taels of silver to buy ebony, but it wasn't all his money. It was all borrowed everywhere and manipulated by some people behind him. It's just the people in front of the stage.

  But Wang Jinyuan was still in tears. When he heard that Fang Jifan was going to sell coal, he cried with undiminished sorrow: "Sell... sell coal...there is coal everywhere in this world, can you sell it? No... no..."

  He shook his head like a rattle, he was scared by these **** powerful people, and now he just wants to live the rest of his life quietly, and he can't afford to worry about it.

  Do you think I, Wang Jinyuan, are two?

  Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes, sighed and said: "If you have something to say, talk about it, brother Wang, there is no righteousness in business, we are old friends, brother Wang really refuses to cooperate with this young master?"

   "No." Wang Jinyuan was determined, and there was no room for negotiation.

Fang Jifan sighed again, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, I am not the kind of person who makes things difficult for others, oh, yes, Brother Wang, His Royal Highness is really like that... like a robber, actually And took a big knife and put it on your neck?"

  Wang Jinyuan sobbed again when he thought of this sad thing, and said: "Hey, don't mention it, the three-foot-long sword, the hair is blown and the hair is broken, the small... the small ones can't be helped... I am miserable... I am miserable..."

  Wang Jinyuan was about to cry again.

  Fang Jifan suddenly yelled: "Deng Jian, don't anyone stop me, go, and get my sword that beheads the crown prince and kills profiteers!"

   "..." Wang Jinyuan was stunned, and for a while, he stopped crying: "Mr. Fang, what does this mean, what does this mean? Didn't it mean that there is no benevolence and righteousness in business? Didn't it mean that you can't force others to be difficult."

Fang Jifan comforted him with a pleasant face: "Old Wang, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, be good, it's just a joke, you also know that this young master likes to joke, it's okay, it's okay, take it easy, don't be impatient, come, sit, let's drink tea, drink tea. "

  Wang Jinyuan shuddered, smelling a dangerous breath, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Fang, you have to make it clear, you have to make it clear, what Yujian, what profiteer?"

  Fang Jifan said gently: "I said it was just a joke, come on, drink tea first, who am I, don't you know, Brother Wang? I like to joke."

  Fang Jifan had a peaceful face, but Wang Jinyuan broke out in a cold sweat. Everyone knows who Fang Jifan is.

  So he wailed: "Killing is against the law!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Fang Jifan nodded with a chicken pecking at the rice: "My young master hates beatings and killings the most. My standard of conduct is to obey the law. That kind of nonsense is really scary, brother Wang , why don't you drink tea?"

Old Wang Jinyuan's face twitched, his pupils contracted and enlarged crazily, and suddenly his neck stretched out, his fart slipped from the chair, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud: "I... I can't do it, I did it, the little one is willing to sell coal for Mr. Fang , this small coal was sold."

Fang Jifan looked at him in surprise and said: "Brother Wang, this...is it from your heart? You must not force it, as you know, I hate those who force others, like His Royal Highness, who actually threatens People who buy and sell by force, I feel ashamed even thinking about it, and am ashamed to be with such people."

"Absolutely sincere, Mr. Fang..." Wang Jinyuan took a deep breath: "The villain has admired Mr. Fang for a long time, and he is really lucky to be able to serve Mr. Fang. Why is there no reluctance? Don't say that he is just doing business for Mr. Fang. Even if we go up the mountain of knives or down into the sea of ​​fire, if I, Wang Jinyuan, frown, I will be inferior to pigs and dogs, God hates it!"

  (end of this chapter)