Chapter 103 You and I are different! (First update)
Kyoto Salt Shop.
Today’s sales have been calculated.
Three thousand two hundred and twenty pounds.
Fang Mo is also preparing to add today's sales to the total.
After this period of study, he has become more and more comfortable in using this set of symbols and numbers, and he feels more and more practical and convenient.
He also admired Xia Zhibai more and more.
If it weren't for Xia Zhibai, he wouldn't have known that numbers could be calculated so conveniently and quickly. It was much faster than ordinary calculations, and it could also perfectly adapt to the nine-nine multiplication tables. Now Fang Mo even felt that he was His arithmetic skills are no worse than those of the old academics in the Ministry of Household Affairs.
This is the confidence that Arabic numerals bring him.
Bang!
Bang bang!
Just as Fang Mo turned over the counting cards, there was a knock on the door.
It disrupted Fang Mo's mood.
Fang Mo frowned.
He looked at the door suspiciously, wondering if he had heard wrongly.
After the salt shop closes, it will no longer operate.
It has been a month since the Kyoto Salt Shop opened. Everyone in the market knows this rule. There is no reason why anyone would come here at this time.
But as another knock on the door sounded, Fang Mo finally confirmed that he was not hallucinating, but that someone was really knocking on the door outside the house.
Fang Mo stood up and went to open the door.
Into the eyes.
Fang Mo's pupils shrank slightly.
It was the servant butler Zheng Ao who came to cause trouble today.
Fang Mo looked towards the backyard with a troubled expression, and said bravely: "I've seen the steward butler. It's so late. I wonder why the steward came to our salt shop?"
Zheng Ao snorted coldly, without looking at Fang Mo, and said calmly: "Since I came to your salt shop, I naturally came to sell salt."
"Where is Xia Zhibai?"
"Call him out and tell him that our master wants to buy a thousand kilograms of salt for special supply."
"But there is one request."
"That is, he must deliver the salt to the house in person. "Come on."
Zheng Ao threw a cloth bag on the table, and heard a crisp ringing sound, which was obviously the sound of silver coins colliding.
Fang Mo glanced at the gray cloth bag carefully, and could vaguely see some silver. He suddenly became more nervous. One thousand kilograms of salt was specially provided, and their store couldn't get it out at all now.
And this is a thousand pounds.
Even if Xia Zhibai is born with divine power, he can't send it to just one person, right?
Isn’t this just plain embarrassing?
In Fang Mo’s opinion, Zheng Ao selling salt is fake, but finding trouble is real.
A smile appeared on Fang Mo's face, and he was still ready to shirk: "I'm sorry, our salt shop is closed. It's better to buy salt the day after tomorrow. This is a rule set by our Kyoto salt shop long ago. When doing business, The most important thing is credibility. Although our salt shop is a little flattered by the minister’s generosity, the rules cannot be broken.”
Zheng Ao glanced at Fang Mo coldly and said disdainfully: "Am I talking to you?"
"I want Xia Zhibai's answer."
Fang Mo had a look on his face Awkward.
At this time.
Xia Zhibai also heard the movement outside the house and walked from the backyard to the front hall.
Zheng Ao repeated his intention, but his attitude was obviously much lower-key: "Xia Zhuangyuan, what I said today was indeed inappropriate and offensive. My master specially asked me to buy salt to apologize, but my master also said , since you are buying special salt, you must have a special attitude."
"One hundred taels buys a thousand catties."
"That's a lot."
Zheng Ao stared straight at Xia Zhibai with a bit of arrogance and dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Zheng Ao was obviously not convinced.
Xia Zhibai didn't answer.
He went to the counter and checked the money.
It is indeed one hundred taels.
Xia Zhibai showed a gentle smile, put away the money, and said: "Since a big customer comes to ask for business, I naturally have no reason to refuse."
"Fang Mo, go get a thousand catties of salt and I will deliver it to Mr. Guo myself.”
"Sir, one thousand catties." Fang Mo looked anxious, tugged at the corner of Xia Zhibai's clothes, and reminded in a low voice: "Sir, we don't have one thousand catties of special salt in the store now, and the other party is obviously a bad person. , I'm afraid you'll be in danger if you go."
Zheng Ao is not a good person, but Xia Zhibai goes alone. Isn't this a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
Xia Zhibai gave Fang Mo a reassuring look and said with a smile: "When did our store order a special supply of 100 yuan a pound of salt? Since Shilang Guo has given such sincerity, Naturally, I want to send the best salt from our store, one hundred taels per catty. Go to the warehouse and get one catty of the best salt."
"I will send it to you personally."
Fang Mo's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Xia Zhibai in disbelief.
Some couldn't believe their ears.
One hundred taels per catty?
Is this salt?
Isn’t this more expensive than gold?
“Go quickly.” Xia Zhibai urged.
Fang Mo nodded blankly and ran towards the warehouse quickly.
It’s just that the person staggered a little and has not yet woken up from the shock.
Hearing Xia Zhibai's words, Zheng Ao was also stunned for a moment.
One hundred taels buys a pound of salt. How could Xia Zhibai say this?
This is one hundred taels.
Zheng Ao looked at Xia Zhibai with an unkind look, but just snorted coldly and didn't make much statement.
Before leaving, Guo Huan said that the amount of salt is not important, but bringing Xia Zhibai to his house is important. Although he was very angry in his heart, he did not dare to get angry on the spot. He just looked at Xia Zhibai's face. His eyes became colder and colder.
Not for a while.
Zheng Ao came back holding a jar of salt.
Xia Zhibai put the jar of salt in the basket without weighing it.
Then he followed Zheng Ao out.
Fang Mo watched the two people leave, and when they were completely gone, he pinched his thigh violently.
“Hiss!”
“I didn’t dream, this is actually true?”
“One hundred taels and one catty of salt are for the third-rank officials of the imperial court. ""Isn't he afraid of completely angering Guo Shilang? "
"That's the Minister of Household Affairs."
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Fang Mo looked at the empty street worriedly, feeling a little confused.
He only hoped that Xia Zhibai could restrain himself.
Otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable.
A quarter of an hour later.
Xia Zhibai followed Zheng Ao to Guo Mansion.
Guo Huan’s residence is not so magnificent, and even looks a bit quiet and elegant.
The decoration in the house is not luxurious, and there are few servants and maids in the house.
Zheng Ao took Xia Zhibai to the lobby.
There is a person standing in the lobby, with his back to the door.
Zheng Ao bowed respectfully, let Xia Zhibai in, and then withdrew.
Xia Zhibai entered the lobby.
He glanced at the lobby and went to the chair in the middle of the main hall. However, he did not sit down. Instead, he took out the salt from the basket and placed it squarely on the chair.
Xia Zhibai cupped his hands and said: "Shilang Guo, the special salt you requested has been delivered."
"One hundred taels and one catty."
Guo Huan slowly turned around and looked up and down. Looking at Xia Zhibai, a smile appeared on his thin cheeks: "You are really smart."
Xia Zhibai smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, Minister."
Guo Huan shook his head. , snorted coldly: "This is not a compliment."
"I'm very dissatisfied with you. For one hundred taels of silver, you just sent me a pound of salt?"
Xia Zhibai said calmly: "The Kyoto Salt Industry has its own rules. This time it's The minister didn’t follow the rules first, so I can’t abide by the rules anymore.”
“And the minister asked me to give him a thousand catties of salt. I’m afraid he was deliberately trying to make things difficult.”
Guo Huan sneered. Said: "I am a buyer, and you are just a businessman."
Xia Zhibai shook his head and said: "I am just a businessman, but I am still an official at heart."
"It's just that there is no specific imperial position."
"But an official is an official."
"In business, talk about business, and in officialdom, talk about officials."
"If the minister really I will personally come to make up for the lack of salt tomorrow.”
“It’s just that the servant’s family is really short of salt.”
Xia Zhibai looked at Guo Huan with a half-smile.
Guo Huan had no expression on his face and just stared at Xia Zhibai closely, as if he wanted to see through the person in front of him.
Xia Zhibai cupped his hands and said: "I have delivered the salt that the Minister asked for. If the Minister has nothing else to do, I will go back first. When the accounts of the salt shop are completed tomorrow, I will also give the account to Your Majesty sent it, time is very tight, I don’t have much time to chat with the minister.”
Guo Huan’s eyes darkened.
He glanced at the salt shaker placed in the center.
In his eyes, this salt shaker was like a spiritual tablet.
More like an urn.
And that's where Xia Zhibai should be sitting.
Guo Huan's face relaxed and he said calmly: "I heard a piece of news recently."
"You provided Hua Lun with a new way of settling accounts."
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"As the Minister of Accounts, I am in charge of the world's accounts, so I should also master this new way of settling accounts."
Xia Zhibai nodded, then shook his head.
“Yes.”
“But it’s meaningless.”
Guo Huan frowned and said noncommittally: “It’s meaningful, and it’s very significant.”
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"The accounts of the imperial court are complicated. If there is a new way of review, it will be of great help to the imperial court to clarify the situation in the world."
"You don't understand."
Guo Huan still remained calm. .
He was actually a little surprised that Xia Zhibai would agree so easily.
Judging from the previous trials, Xia Zhibai is obviously very witty and not easily fooled, but since Xia Zhibai didn't notice, he was happy to see this happen.
Xia Zhibai looked at Guo Huan with a complicated expression, and sighed softly: "Guo Shilang, why are you so secretive now? I can give you those accounting methods, but they don't mean much to you anymore. Because in addition to giving it to Hualun, I will also submit the accounts of the salt shop after they are processed."
"At the same time."
"I will also present another kind of accounting. "
"You can't help it!"
Guo Huan's pupils shrank, but he still had a smile on his face. He didn't seem to understand what Xia Zhibai said, and said with an upright face. I don’t understand what you mean? As the minister of household affairs, it’s my duty to help the court. Why can’t I prevent it?”
Xia Zhibai sighed: "Shilang Guo, why do you need to tell the truth about some things?"
"Do you really want to master the new accounting method?"
"If it doesn't involve your own Official hat, who among the ministers in the court would be interested in new things? "
"With these one hundred taels, what you are buying is not salt, but your official hat."
"It's just that you overlooked one thing."
"You and I are different!"
Xia Zhibai raised his head and looked directly at Guo Huan, his eyes full of aggression.
Xia Zhibai continued: "I know what your purpose is and what you want to do. I can even not tell you that and force you to fight for the ground, but I didn't choose to do this. Do it, because what happened to you has nothing to do with me.”
“I am also happy to see you continue to struggle.”
“Because the more you struggle, the more you prove that I am right.”
(End of this chapter)