After the meeting, Wu Changchun left the meeting place with a businessman's usual smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

The Thirteen-Line Shopkeepers who left with him also had smiles on their faces and left the meeting place, which was a huge difference from the sad faces they had when they came in.

They all look energetic.

In the eyes of these shopkeepers, the pedestrians passing by in the market seemed to have become fat lambs.

What I fear most when doing business is that there is no goal. Now that the patriarch has given a clear goal, the business can continue.

Business actually does not account for a large proportion of the Yun family. Although there are many businesses directly controlled by the Yun family and can make a lot of money every year, their status in the Yun family is still not high.

Whenever something big happens in a family, the first thing to be sacrificed must be business.

From the ancestor, to the patriarch, to the two mistresses, one is very unified, that is, business and business can be exchanged, which makes Wu Changchun and others quite disappointed with their status in the Yun family.

However, they also understand that in Yun's huge industry, business, business and other things are indeed not elegant.

Among the masters of the Yun family, the clan leader is the best business person in the world. He invested just a few taels of silver, and now he can generate hundreds of millions of profits every year.

Just this is still the case when the patriarch ignores his feelings.

If the patriarch did not become the emperor, even if he relied solely on doing business, he should become the uncrowned king of the Ming Dynasty.

Nowadays, all the Yun family's businesses in Guangzhou have become paupers!

And he is a well-known pauper.

If other businesses have this name, there is usually only one way left to Guan, Zhang, Daji.

But because of the royal background, Thirteen Banks' credit business can still be carried out in an orderly manner.

That's right, it's just credit.

From the supply, the company has a credit, and its attitude is extremely bad.

It's strange that even if they take credit to others with bad attitude, many people are willing to pay them credit. Everyone knows that the money in their hands is squeezed out by Queen Qian's warrant, so that they don't even have the money to purchase.

The current business of Thirteen Front is actually pretty good, but the shopkeeper of Thirteen Front thinks that if he doesn’t cry at Queen Qian at this time, what would he do if he comes back like this at the end of this year?

Prince Yao built such a large piece of land in Yaozhou. These shopkeepers had already understood one thing in despair. They could only become Queen Qian's lambs in their lives. Seeing her pulling wool from them little by little, and finally using these wool to weave a piece of wool underwear for the huge Yaozhou...

This is their destined destiny.

This time, the patriarch saw that they were pitiful and gave them a chance.

"I'm here to buy spices."

Yang Xiong's younger brother Yang Zhou came to the largest spice shop in Guangzhou. Shi Shiran sat on a chair and looked at the sun sitting on a recliner and said to the shopkeeper.

Guangzhou is hot all year round, which is just a little cooler in winter. However, after four consecutive days of rain, it became a little cold. Today, the sun rarely appears, and the shopkeeper wants to expose the mold on his body.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to get up to entertain the guests, the guy hurriedly brought the tea to Yangzhou and said, "I don't know what spices you want, it's not a small boast. As long as you are in the small shop, the young master can find all the spices you want."

Yang Zhou took the tea bowl and took a sip of the tea and said, "Give me a hundred kilograms of spices."

The guy looked at Yang Zhou strangely, then looked at the shopkeeper's face. Seeing the shopkeeper's lightly nodding, he smiled and said, "The good teacher learned that there are too many spices.

If you want one hundred kilograms each, the quantity will be very large."

Yang Zhou glanced at the guy and said, "Tell me, look."

The guy smiled and said, "There are some of the spices in the mainland of Ming Dynasty, including ginger, green onion, garlic, pepper, star anise, and chili peppers. I believe the young master doesn't want these spices."

Yang Zhou looked at the guy like a fool and said, "If you don't want a face, just fill me with 100 pounds of these spices."

The guy smiled and said, "This is naturally not possible. Our business only has Nanyang spices, such as laurel, cinnamon, cloves, peppers, vanilla beans, nutmeg, thyme, etc...."

Yang Zhou didn't seem to pick it up, and bounced his fingers and said, "One hundred pounds, just pack it for me."

The guy looked at the shopkeeper again with a difficult face.

He came to Yangzhou with the shopkeeper and bowed: "Young Master buys spices like this, please forgive me for not selling spices to your son. If you still want spices, please go to another house. The spices from other houses are also good. If you have distinguished guests like your son, they must like them very much."

Yang Zhou looked at the shopkeeper for the first time and said, "Why, you can't make money?"

He said with a smile to the shopkeeper: "The shop is different from other companies, and he really doesn't value making money."

Yang Zhou sneered: "What's the difference?"

He smiled with the shopkeeper and said, "The young master came to the shop to buy my royal signature, not to sell spices. Spices are priced, but my royal signature is priceless, so I won't sell it to the young master."

Yang Zhou continued to sneer: "It seems you know."

He told the shopkeeper: "Your Majesty is now lifting a ban on sea. I hope those who are capable can go into the sea to seize a large sea boundary for our Ming Dynasty. However, you, a young man from a noble family like the young master, can get a title and fiefdom as long as you go into the sea, but you don't go into the sea. In order to deal with Your Majesty, you can come to my royal shop to buy some spices at will, and just think you have gone into the sea.

I dare to ask the young master, is this your loyalty and politeness to Your Majesty?”

Yang Zhou waved his hand disdainfully and said, "Even a family slave like you dare to talk to my Yang family about loyalty and caution. My elder brother Yang Xiong is a high-ranking official in my Lantian Dynasty and has made great contributions to the Lantian Dynasty.

My Yang family just doesn’t want to go into the sea. How can you let people like you interfere with it at will?”

He was stunned for a moment with the shopkeeper, and then bowed deeply to Yang Zhou: "It turns out that it is Lord Yang Xiong's family. I am blind. Please forgive me. Come and send Mr. Yang on the boat."

Yang Zhou was stunned for a moment and said, "When did I say I was going to go to sea?"

He looked at Yang Zhou deeply and said, "The little old man in Hanzhong is under Lord Yang Xiong's command. He was so proud that Lord Yang Xiong looked up to him. Only then did he enter the Yunshi Trading Company after retirement.

It’s not unfair to repay kindness.

Now Young Master Yu has a huge fortune in front of him. How can the old man sit by and watch the young master miss it for nothing?”

Yang Zhou looked at the shopkeeper in confusion and said, "I just came to Guangzhou to buy 20,000 silver dollars of spices on my brother's order, and then returned to Guanzhong. As for the wealth that is so scattered, it has nothing to do with my Yang family."
Chapter completed!