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Chapter 106 I wonder where Qiuxiang is?

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    Early the next morning, Wang Wuyang reported everything to his master about his sister-in-law's visit yesterday.

    "The son of Taishi Hua, the son-in-law of Alliance Leader Wang?" Zhao Hao's heart moved and he couldn't help but laugh: "I wonder if Qiuxiang is still at their house?"

    Wang Wuyang was stunned when he heard this, not knowing who the master was talking about.  "Who is Qiuxiang? I'll ask him another day."

    "It's okay, I'm just talking nonsense." Zhao Haoxin said that Tang Bohu has been dead for decades, but Sister Qiuxiang is still here, and she is still an old woman. It's better not to break the beautiful fantasy.

    He waved his hand and said with a smile: "They also have good intentions, so don't go too far."

    "That's what the master taught me." Wang Wuyang hurriedly accepted the instruction respectfully, but he couldn't help but angrily said: "Just seeing how arrogant he looks makes me angry."

    "Weren't you like this before?" Zhao Hao smiled and gave him a false kick: "Stop making any noise and go help Qiaoqiao serve the food."

    Wang Wuyang carried the breakfast prepared by Qiaoqiao from the kitchen to the shade of the tree.

    As soon as Zhao Hao picked up the bowl of shrimp roe wontons, he saw Tang Youde walking through the door.

    "Haha, Boss Tang, are we making an appointment for lunch?"

    "Wow, it smells so good." Tang Youde took a deep breath and saw the alluring mixed aroma of lard and shrimp soy sauce, and said with a smile on his face: "Young master, if you are called, Old Tang will definitely hurry up sooner rather than later."

    ¡°Then let¡¯s eat wontons instead.¡± Zhao Hao smiled and asked him to sit down.

    Qiao Qiao then served Boss Tang a bowl of shrimp roe wontons in red soup.

    Tang Youde scooped up a delicate wonton and brought it to his mouth, blew away the heat, then ate it in one bite and savored it carefully.

    "Well, egg white is added to the dough, and the dough is kneaded just right. It just melts in your mouth." One look at Tang Youde's rotten belly, and you know that he is a gourmet. This is Mr. Zhao's meal, and it is the first time he has praised it.

    Hearing this, Qiao Qiao glanced at Zhao Hao proudly.  Because this guy's mouth is too difficult to serve, she specially learned the craftsmanship from a master chef who has a very delicious taste, and also added a very delicious secret shrimp soy sauce.

    Seeing Zhao Hao smiling with satisfaction, Qiaoqiao happily turned around and went to work.

    After the two of them finished breakfast, Wang Wuyang put away the dishes and made another pot of tea. Then Zhao Hao got to the point and said:

    "How about it, do you want to earn another vote with me?"

    "Ah, didn't the young master say that he would rest for two days?" Tang Youde looked at him in surprise. For a businessman, letting Qian sleep at home is simply the biggest crime.

    "We have found another good opportunity." Zhao Hao took a sip of tea.

    "What a great opportunity? Is it more enjoyable than last time?" Tang Youde laughed, but in his heart he didn't believe that there would be a better business than last time.

    "Who knows, Zhao Hao said confidently: "It's more enjoyable than last time, and this time I don't even need any capital."

    "Is there such a good thing?" Tang Youde was as happy as a 180-pound child, his cheeks trembling with laughter as he said, "If this continues, I won't even have the heart to open a southern goods store."

    "Forget it then." Zhao Hao joked: "Don't delay your opening of a century-old store."

    "No delay, no delay, Quan Zi can already hold up the store." Tang Youde waved his hands and said repeatedly: "I will just take my time to work with you."

    Then he slapped his thigh again and said: "I have thought clearly a long time ago. Only by following the young master can I do business all over the world!"

    "Hahaha, you old Tang is really good at talking." Zhao Hao smiled and enjoyed his flattery, and then said in a deep voice: "You turn around and say that you are going to open a large-scale silk weaving factory. Let's  When people go to inquire about looms and weaversespecially raw silk, they should inquire more from Suzhou merchants."

    "Ah? Master, are you planning to open a silk weaving factory?" Tang Youde asked doubtfully: "It's true that this business can make a lot of money, but it's not an ordinary waste of money. Without spending tens of thousands of taels of silver, you can't afford to open a decent factory.  ." He knew that with Zhao Hao's temper, ordinary small factories would definitely look down upon him.

    "Does it cost money?" Zhao Hao blinked and looked at him.

    Tang Youde also blinked and said, "Of course it's free."

    Zhao Hao patted his shoulder with a fan and said, "Then go and ask!"

    "Just asking but not buying?" Tang Youde asked.

    "That's right." Zhao Hao smiled and nodded: "Aren't you the best at bragging? When you ask, be loud and sincere, but don't let others see that you are joking."

    "Don't worry, young master." Tang Youde said with a smile, "Old Tang is an expert in this matter."

    ¡°Go ahead, come back to me if the situation changes.¡± Zhao Hao waved his hand to see the guest off.

    "What, why has the situation changed?" Tang Youde was puzzled.Tao.

    But seeing that Zhao Hao had no intention of clearing up the confusion, he knew that the young master was betraying him again.

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    Although he didn¡¯t know what Zhao Hao wanted to do, Tang Youde still regarded his instructions as a top priority.

    After returning home, Tang Youde announced in public that he was going to open a silk weaving factory, which made the people below confused.  Then he mobilized his capable forces and went around to ask if there were any workshops willing to sell; he ordered looms and how soon they could be delivered; and he signed up with various knitting shops to prepare for the long-term recruitment of weavers

    He himself also took the shopkeeper to visit Su Songchangzhen¡¯s Chamber of Commerce in Jinling, hoping to sign a long-term supply contract with the silk merchant.

    Although Nanjing is a large city, the silk weaving industry is very closely connected. Even the slightest disturbance cannot be hidden from the big guys at the top of the food chain.

    That night, the news reached the Suzhou Guild Hall.

    Suzhou Guild Hall was originally a villa of the Duke of Wei. It is located on the bank of the Qinhuai River, the most prosperous Confucius Temple in Nanjing. It is an exquisite private garden.  The water and rocks in the garden are quiet, the bamboo trees are beautiful, the painted buildings and corridors are wonderful, and the Jiangnan flavor is rich.  Although it is late at night, the stage on the small lake in the garden is brightly lit. On the stage, there are silk and bamboo trees, and famous Kunqu opera singers are performing Wang Shizhen's new work "The Legend of the Phoenix".

    "In the painting of the Minshan Mountains crossing the water, people gather together with sorrow and dispersion, and it is difficult to show their eyebrows. The tide widens the old riverside, and you can see sails, flowers, and lightning flying in an instant." The young man on the stage finished singing gracefully, and then said:

    "The heart of hometown is lingering, and the love of friends is nostalgic. From now on, the clouds and mountains are far apart"

    Just listen to the flowing and long-lasting singing tune, which is better than the three tunes. It was the Shuimo tune that the music saint Wei Liangfu finally set before his death.

    Across the lake, a group of guests listened in ecstasy at the waterside pavilion on the shore.

    At this time, a man dressed in casual clothes quietly walked up to Liu Yuanwai, who was sitting in the main seat.

    Liu Yuanwai is the vice president of the Dongting Merchant Gang and the leader of the Suzhou merchants in Jinling. He is currently the owner of the Suzhou Guild Hall.

    He nodded slightly in time while listening to the report from Chang Sui.

    "Tang Youde wants to enter the silk weaving industry?" Liu Yuanwai frowned slightly after hearing this, and whispered: "This man's name sounds very familiar."

    "It's the one who sold silk at Bailuzhou Pier yesterday" Chang Sui reminded Dong Jiadao softly.

    "Oh" Liu Yuanwai remembered.  He heard someone report yesterday that this man surnamed Tang produced 41,000 kilograms of raw silk in one breath, which caused quite a sensation.

    The Dongting Business Gang¡¯s control over raw silk is not entirely due to their wealth, but also their precise grasp of the industry.  Such a deal that went against the market naturally attracted the attention of Liu Yuanwai. He found out today that in addition to Tang Youde, the silk owner also had Master Xuelang from Dabaoen Temple, and Zhao Hao.

    Seeing that name during the day, Liu Yuanwai thought it was just the same name, but as soon as people investigated, they knew that it was indeed that annoying boy.

    Of course Liu Yuanwai would not believe that the entire process of selling and collecting silk was led by Zhao Hao.  He took it for granted that Tang Youde was in charge, Xuelang paid for it, and Zhao Hao just drank the soup.

    Although it is unclear why Tang Youde wanted to bring Zhao Hao to make a fortune together, even a blind person can see the close relationship between the two.  This time Tang Youde is going to open a silk weaving factory, and this guy will probably have a hand in it.

    Thinking of Zhao Hao¡¯s humiliation to him yesterday, Liu Yuanwai felt itchy with hatred.  Then he ordered in a deep voice:

    "We can't control the weavers and weavers, but we have the final say in the business of raw silk. Pass this down, not a single bit of silk is allowed to be sold to anyone named Tang!"

    "Yes." Chang Sui responded, turned around and left the waterside pavilion.

    Liu Yuanwai turned his gaze back to the stage and continued to listen to his play with relish.

    ¡°Young man named Zhao, I¡¯m waiting for you to come to my door!

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