Chapter 813 Recreating the Legend
Pei Xingjian's mouth was dry. He raised his head and glanced at Fang Jun beside him. He saw that the chief manager's eyes were slightly closed and he looked calm and calm. Suddenly, he felt at ease inexplicably. He was impetuous and excited. My mood actually gradually relaxed.
Yes, this man single-handedly created the legend of 1.6 million yuan in Chang'an City. He is already a figure standing in the clouds. What kind of person has not seen the storm?
Pei Xingjian laughed at himself and coughed lightly, but when he saw the numbers in his hand, his fingers twitched again for no reason...
Mother!
If this continues, it will cost more than 1.6 million yuan!
Taking a deep breath, Pei Xingjian suppressed his excitement and slowly said: "Wu Xing Shen, subscribe for 30 shares at a price of 20,000 guan per share."
"The Yangxian Zhou family subscribed for thirty shares at a price of twenty-three thousand guan per share."
"The Zhu family of Wujun subscribed for 30 shares at a price of 30,000 guan per share."
"Mr. Lu, subscribed for 30 shares at a price of 20,000 yuan per share."
"Xiao, subscribe for 30 shares at a price of 30,000 guan per share."
"The Qian family of Qiantang subscribed for twenty shares at a price of twenty thousand guan per share."
"The Huang family of Jiangxia subscribed for ten shares at a price of fifteen thousand guan per share."
……
Every time Pei Xingjian read a sentence, a scribe behind him would write the surname, price, and subscription amount with a brush on a large piece of cardboard on the wall. After a while, dozens of names were recorded.
There was a scribe nearby who quickly made statistics and calculations. After a little leaning, he sent the results to Pei Xingjian.
Pei Xingjian glanced at it silently and announced: "According to the rules of the highest bidder, the No. 1 salt farm will be owned by the Zhu family of Wujun, the Xiao family of Lanling, and the Zhou family of Yangxian, and the remaining ten shares will be owned by Qiantang Qian. "
The Xiao family and the Zhu family both purchased 30,000 guan per share, and the Yangxian Zhou family purchased 23,000 guan per share. In addition, the Qiantang family purchased 10 shares at 20,000 guan per share, and the No. 1 salt farm was sold. The sky-high price of 1.79 million yuan!
The scene immediately exploded!
Oh my god!
At first, Fang Jun shocked the world by selling 1.6 million guan in a small square in Chang'an City, but now he has gone to a higher level, selling a salt farm for a sky-high price of 1.79 million guan!
If all ten salt farms are sold...
Dizzy, dizzy!
At the last count, the whole audience was about to explode!
Even the old nobles were stunned.
I know Jiangnan is rich, but it’s too scary to be so rich...
Pei Xingjian forcibly suppressed his desire to shout loudly, licked his dry lips, and continued: "Everyone, be quiet. Next, we will sell the No. 2 salt farm... The rules remain the same, the one with the highest price will get it, and there is a limit for each house. Thirty shares.”
Officials again distributed quotations to individuals.
Of course, the Xiao family, Zhou family, and Zhu family had reached the upper limit of subscription. The members of the three families bowed their hands to Fang Jun and left. Someone would come to discuss the payment and transaction details with them later.
As for not paying the deposit in advance, whether each family would have enough cash for the transaction afterwards... Fang Jun was not afraid, he wished he couldn't even get the cash.
"The Xie family of Chenjun..."
"Wuxing Shen family..."
"The Qian family of Qiantang..."
"Jiangxia Huang Family..."
There was another round of quotations, and finally they were gathered together, and the No. 2 salt farm was purchased by the Xie family, the Shen family, and the Qian family. In the first two rounds, the most popular people were not the leaders of the noble clans such as Wang Xie Yuan Xiao and Gu Lu Zhu Zhang, but the two local powerful people from Jiangdong, the Wuxing Shen family and the Yangxian Zhou family.
In fact, the reason why the reputations of the Shen family and the Zhou family are dim is simply because these two wealthy families have gradually fallen silent since the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and their reputations have not increased. If we talk about the Wei and Jin Dynasties, these two families are famous for their military power.
The Zhou family descended from Zhou Yi, the governor of Poyang in the Three Kingdoms, and the Shen family descended from Shen Ying, the governor of Danyang in the Three Kingdoms.
People at that time called him: The tycoon of Jiangdong, Mo Qiang and Zhou Shen...
This shows the brilliance of that time.
However, after this incident, the two powerful men who had always kept a low profile once again came into the eyes of the world, and their tyrannical background was impressed with them.
Fang Jun had no impression of these two families. He only knew that the Wuxing Shen family later gave birth to Shen Wansan. Oh, and there was also a "Wuxing talented girl Shen Zhenzhu" who disappeared during the Anshi Rebellion and whose son later became the emperor...
Without the two big "entrustees", Xiao and Zhu, the price of Salt Farm No. 2 dropped slightly, but it still reached a high price of 1.55 million yuan.
Immediately afterwards, the sales of salt pans No. 3 to No. 10 continued.
The aristocratic families with a strong foundation and spending a lot of money have withdrawn one after another after reaching the upper limit of the purchase limit. The remaining ones are some weaker nobles, squires, or merchants. Among them is the Langya Wang family, which is famous but in decline...
As for the Lu family, it was obvious that the status of the Lu family was much higher than that of the Wang family in Fang Jun's eyes, so Fang Jun's promise was "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, just ask for the price, and you will pay it back slowly when you have money in the future." This made Lu family burst into tears of gratitude.
Throughout the morning, all ten pieces of salt were sold out.
When we finally counted the numbers, the entire venue exploded!
15.87 million yuan!
This is the total selling price of ten pieces of salt farm!
Even the Jiangnan nobles present were dumbfounded. They knew that Jiangnan was rich, but they had never thought that it was so rich!
How much was the national tax last year? Well-informed people know that the rough figure is 29 million yuan. It is said that when the end of the year was compiled, His Majesty Li Er once twirled his beard and laughed, feeling very satisfied.
This is equivalent to the most prosperous period of the Sui Dynasty!
But now...
Ten pieces of salt farm sold half of the country's tax revenue.
Everyone was shocked on the spot and looked numb. They were so frightened by this super astronomical figure that they were at a loss.
When the crowd disperses, the news will blow up the entire Jiangnan like a nuclear bomb, and it will soon spread all over the world!
Back at the town office, before Fang Jun could sit down on his chair, a strange scream behind him scared him so much that he almost slipped under the table...
He turned around and glared at Pei Xingjian who was yelling strangely: "Why are you so crazy?"
Pei Xingjianjun's face turned red, and he was so excited that he danced as if he had taken medicine: "General manager, Mr. Marquis, my dear brother! Isn't this a dream?"
Fifteen million dollars, Pei Xingjian felt as dizzy as falling into the clouds, and even his steps were trembling lightly...
Fang Jun waved and said: "Come on, come on, I will tell you if you are dreaming."
As soon as Pei Xingjian came closer, Fang Jun kicked him on his hip. He staggered and said in shock: "Why are you kicking me?"
Fang Jun asked: "Does it hurt?"
Pei Xingjian rubbed his crotch: "Of course it hurts."
Fang Jun said matter-of-factly: "Then it's not a dream."
Pei Xingjian was still very excited: "But it's still unbelievable! With so much money, Master Editian..."
"Then you come here and let me kick you again until you believe it."
Pei Xingjian was not stupid, so how could he continue to kick him? He just held the account book in his hand and kept giggling, almost laughing...
"Hey, what are you two doing?" Kong Yingda appeared at the door, looking at the two people with different expressions in the room, and asked strangely.
The old man is getting younger and younger these days. His gray hair seems to be a bit anti-black. He has a healthy body and a strong spirit. After being immersed in a scholarly family all his life, he suddenly arrived in a place full of vitality like Huating Town. The old man didn't even read a book. He wandered around all day long, looking at the shipyard, the dock, and the city. Walking around the streets of Bosi, you don't have to think about anything, don't have to worry about anything, and live a carefree and comfortable life.
Fang Jun turned around and sat on the chair behind the desk, leaned back on the chair, raised his legs on the table, and proudly said to Pei Xingjian: "Keep your promise, tell this guy how much the salt farm just sold for." Old man, everyone is happy.”
Kong Yingda glared at Fang Jun, very unhappy with this "disrespectful" tone, and very disdainful of this kind of behavior that looked more like a street gangster than sitting still. However, the two often bickered in their spare time. Most of the time, Kong Yingda, who was full of knowledge, could not argue with Fang Jun, who was full of crooked ideas. Naturally, he was too lazy to pay attention to him at this time.
With a smile on his face, Pei Xingjian opened the account book in his hand and stopped at the summary page. He held it up with his hand and showed it to Kong Yingda: "Master, just ten pieces of salt farm were sold for 15.9 million yuan." .”
Last month’s monthly tickets were very impressive. Although they didn’t make it into the top six in the classification list, the brothers were satisfied. This month, how about we continue? Please give us your monthly votes and recommendation votes, thank you!
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