The reason why saints are called saints is because most people in the world cannot be saints.

For people of this era, the so-called family and country must come first and then the country.

The more people come from a big family, the stronger this mentality becomes.

For example, Zhang Jiu, although he once suffered a huge setback at the hands of King Feng Gui, as long as the family can gain long-term benefits, it is not impossible to pretend to forget this person's grudges.

As the head of the Zhang family, a wealthy family in Liangzhou, Zhang Gong was able to take into account the overall situation and put public affairs before private affairs.

On the premise of not violating the righteousness, it is rare to provide benefits to yourself or your family compared to other aristocratic families of the same era.

But to say it so bluntly and without shame...

Anyway, Liu Hanzi opened his eyes.

He secretly reflected in his heart: My knowledge is still a little shallow. If I had the shamelessness of Zhang Gong back then, I wouldn't have suffered so much in vain.

At the same time, Liu Liang sorted out his thoughts and said:

"Zhang Gong has a long-standing reputation in the Western Regions, so from now on, we will still have to rely on Zhang Gong for matters in the Western Regions. This wool material is the same as brown sugar, and Zhang Gong can choose it at will."

"As long as Zhang Gong chooses it, within the next three years, all caravans going to the Western Regions that want to get this cargo can only go through the Zhang family."

To put it bluntly, it means giving Zhangjia wool or brown sugar the sole exclusive agency in the Western Region for three years.

"Of course, if Mr. Zhang doesn't want it, Feng Junhou has a batch of silk in his hands every year, and he can sell it to the Zhang family at a low price for three consecutive years."

"But if there is another caravan transporting silk to the Western Regions, the monarch has nothing to do with it."

As soon as Liu Liang finished speaking, before Zhang Gong responded, Zhang already made a "gudong" sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In fact, these three things are extremely profitable.

However, it should be noted that if these three things are placed in different places, the profits will vary greatly.

Take the Western Regions as an example, why didn’t Liu Liang mention spirits?

Because the Western Regions originally produced peach wine, and the spirits were transported there, it was not that there was no profit, but that it was far inferior to the three items above.

What's more, from Yumen Pass to the Western Regions, you have to cross the Sea of ​​Death. The longer the journey, the higher the transportation cost, and the more convenient it is to transport goods.

In this regard, silk is definitely much more cost-effective than wool.

Because after reaching a certain amount, silk is much lighter than wool.

What's more, silk is more expensive than wool.

But if the Zhang family chooses silk, then there is no way to do exclusive trading.

So in Zhang Ju's opinion, the best choice for the Zhang family is naturally brown sugar.

Brown sugar is even more convenient than silk in terms of transportation, and the profits are equally crazy.

At the same time, we can maintain exclusive sales in the Western Region for three years. We can sell as much as we like and as much as we want.

Doubling the family fortune in three years is not a dream at all.

Of course, if you can be more careful and raise the price, it is possible to double or triple it.

Thinking of this, Zhang looked nervously at his master.

Zhang Gong thought for a moment and made a decision quickly: "The Zhang family wants brown sugar."

Hearing this, Zhang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Liang on the side also thought: The result is not what I expected.

Just as he was about to answer, Zhang Gong raised his finger again: "One year, our Zhang family only needs one year."

This time, Zhang finally couldn't control himself and blurted out: "Sir?"

Sir, could it be that you are old and confused?

Zhang Gong looked at his son who couldn't hold his breath and said angrily: "Shut up, Shuzi!"

Really worthless!

a shame!

Then he looked at Liu Liang again, "But I have one more request."

"Mr. Zhang, please speak."

"Liu Langjun must also know that there are so many barbarians in Liangzhou and they often cause chaos, which is really a headache."

"Although Feng Junhou has always had methods for governing the Hu people, Liangzhou is vast, and Feng Junhou may not be familiar with Liangzhou, so it is inevitable that he will not be able to take care of it."

"My Zhang family has some reputation in Liangzhou, and I am willing to help you, as long as you can grant me a place in the Zhang family's workshop..."

Why did Feng Yong manage the Hu people into obedience?

Why do the Hu people in Liangzhou who are close to Longyou dream of going to Longyou?

Those workshops in Pingxiang are definitely impossible to bypass.

But Liangzhou is so big and there are so many barbarians, so we can’t always transport wool to Pingxiang, right?

This time, the transportation cost alone is too much to bear.

Therefore, Zhang Gong thought that if Feng Yong still governed Liangzhou according to Longyou's method, he would definitely open another workshop in Liangzhou.

With the workshop, the Zhang family has a source of wool, and it is also wool at cost price.

With the reputation of the Zhang family in the Western Regions, are you afraid of making less money by transporting wool to the Western Regions?

No matter how profitable silk is compared to wool, it can only last three years.

Although the profit of woolen material is not as good as that of silk, it can last for a long time!

This is a family business that has been passed down.

Between three years of huge profits and more than two generations of long-term dividends, everyone knows how to choose.

Zhang Gong's idea was brilliant, but Liu Liang was so shocked that he almost jumped up.

Because he knew that Feng Yong did have plans to sell a few workshop places in Liangzhou.

And among these workshops, the largest one was definitely built by the Xinghan Hui.

Liu Liang even knew that this largest workshop in the future would have his own share. Otherwise, why would Liu Liang work so hard and sell himself?

"This, Mr. Zhang, this matter is of great importance. Mr. Zhang should think about it carefully."

"As far as Liang knows, just for this workshop quota, even if it were released a few years ago, the cost would be huge. Even an ordinary wealthy family cannot afford it alone."

Not to mention that in the past few years, woolen fabrics have been selling well all over the country. Anyone who has a share in the workshop can make back their capital in two years and make a profit in three years.

Who wouldn't be jealous of anyone in this business?

Waiting for the Liangzhou workshop quota to go on sale, I don’t know how many people are going to grab their heads.

"And even if you have a workshop quota, you still have to invest a lot of money and food, textile machines, looms, weavers, handymen, and the barbarian tribes also have to take care of it..."

Before Liu Liang finished speaking, Zhang Gong interrupted him: "Liu Langjun, what I want is exactly that quota. As for money and food, the Zhang family still has some foundation."

Using two years of brown sugar's exclusive profits from the Western Regions to exchange for a place in a workshop is a huge profit for the Zhang family.

Moreover, the Zhang family has secured a position in advance and does not have to compete with other families for spots. In the eyes of others, this is how much Feng Guiwang values ​​the Zhang family.

Although reputation is intangible, it can be accumulated bit by bit.

Liu Liang knew that the old fox in front of him had figured out his bottom line, so he could only grit his teeth and nod: "Okay, I will be bold and accept Mr. Zhang on behalf of Feng Junhou."

Hearing this, Zhang Gong smiled slightly: "Refreshing! Since Liu Langjun is like this, our Zhang family can't let others laugh at us."

With that said, he turned to Zhang Jue and said, "Go, let your uncle come in."

Zhang Jiu's uncle is also Zhang Gong's younger brother, Zhang Hua.

At that time, he was ordered by Zhang Gong to attack the rebels eastward and welcome the governor sent by the imperial court.

At the same time, when I was in Jincheng a few years ago, I was cheated by someone with Zhang Jiu, and I couldn't tell you the pain.

Zhang Hua quickly opened the door and came in.

Zhang Gong asked: "Where is the prefect?"

"Brother, I have been discussing with everyone in the front hall and have never left."

Zhang Hua replied.

Zhang Gong nodded, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Let's do it."

Zhang Hua clasped his fists heavily, turned around and walked out.

After a while, the people guarding outside saw the door of Zhang's mansion closing tightly with a loud bang.

Then, in the mansion that they couldn't see, more than a hundred servants wearing leather armor and long knives appeared from every corner and surrounded the front courtyard.

Zhang Hua, wearing armor and sword, led the people into the front hall.

The people who were arguing endlessly in the front hall suddenly became quiet, and they all looked at Zhang Hua hesitantly.

Zhang Hua looked around at everyone with his sword in hand and said:
To be continued...