Inside the Savant's Restaurant.
Cheng Chumo grabbed a piece of cake and bit off more than half of it. The delicious taste spread from his tongue to his entire body, and a satisfied sound came from his throat.
Qin Huaiyu and Yuchi Bao Lin were also like wolves and tigers, gobbling down the food. It was as if they had been starving for three days, and the food on the table disappeared quickly.
"Is this necessary?" Meton could not help but click his tongue.
"If you train hard every day and don't let me eat well, you can try it!" Cheng Chumo mumbled with food in his mouth.
The other two nodded. Training every day would increase the body's digestion, and the food was very simple. Although it was not bad, it was definitely not delicious. If it was before, it would have been fine, but after getting used to the food in the Mo Family's Gourmet City, the food was simply too hard to swallow.
After swallowing the food in his mouth, Cheng Chumo subconsciously reached out to take more, but suddenly stopped.
Meton asked in surprise, "What's wrong? If it's not enough, I'll get the waiter to send more."
Cheng Chumo said resentfully, "Forget it! If I eat too much, I'll just suffer. "
Thinking of the pain he had suffered during this period of training, Cheng Chumo could not help but shiver. After all, he did not want to be beaten by his father again and then dragged home to train hard.
"Sigh!"
Qin Huaiyu and Yuchi Bao Lin also sighed and put down the food in their hands.
Putting down the food, Cheng Chumo looked at Merton with hidden bitterness, "Meton, although you saved us, but the method you used was a bit too insidious. It was like killing eight hundred enemies and losing a thousand of your own!"
"That's right!" Yuchi Bao Lin also nodded heavily. Thinking of the heavy feeling of the sandbags tied to his body, he knew that he would have to suffer in the future.
Qin Huaiyu looked at his two bad friends pouring out their grievances, and his heart suddenly felt better.
"Why would I cheat you? These sandbags can guarantee that you will continue to train for a year and a half, and your martial arts will improve greatly. When the time comes, you will be free." Meton said with grievance.
"My martial arts will really improve greatly!" Cheng Chumo said doubtfully.
"When have I ever lied to you!" Meton said.
"Oh! Then I will continue to practice when I get back! "Cheng Chumo nodded.
Qin Huaiyu and Yuchi Baolin nodded silently. The trust between friends was that simple. Since Meton said that it would be useful, they would do as he said.
"Don't worry, I promise you'll be surprised," Meton said confidently.
This was the most effective training method that had been verified by the market. Of course, it would not disappoint them.
"I heard that the Zhangsun family is looking for trouble with the Mo family?" Qin Huaiyu asked casually.
Cheng Chumo and the other man stopped what they were doing and looked at Meton. Obviously, they had also heard the news.
Meton smiled and said, "It's just a small trick. I didn't take it to heart at all."
The three of them nodded silently. Since Meton said so, it was obvious that he didn't want them to get involved in this matter.
Even though Meton made it sound so easy, in reality, the Mo Family was facing an extremely dangerous situation.
After sending off Qin Huaiyu and the other two, Xu Jie immediately came up to him.
"Young Master, the iron industry in Chang 'an City has banned the sale of iron to the Mo family on the grounds that they have too much iron," Xu Jie reported with a frown.
Meton raised his eyebrows. This phenomenon was obviously caused by the Zhangsun family. He asked, "Have you given the records of Mo Jiazi's iron use to the iron industry?"
Xu Jie nodded and said, "It has been sent over, but it is useless. The iron industry didn't even look at it. They just said that the Mo family has too much iron, causing the price of iron to rise. Without the permission of the government, they can't sell iron to the Mo family."
Meton snorted. In the end, the iron industry would benefit from the rising price of iron. Obviously, they didn't dare to offend the Zhangsun family, so they deliberately said that.
"What about the Administration of Equalization? What did they say?" Meton asked. The Administration of Equalization was the Bureau of Commodity Prices in the Tang dynasty. It was responsible for the price of goods in the eastern and western cities.
"The Administration of Equalization has accepted the records of our iron use, but they haven't relented," Xu Jie said helplessly. Obviously, the Zhangsun family's influence was at work. The high price was the fault of the iron industry. How could they blame the Mo family?
"How much iron do we have left in storage? How long can it last? "Meton asked.
Xu Jie calculated and said, "After the boss gave the order, the Mo family hurriedly imported a large batch of iron. Now it can only last for a month."
Meton narrowed his eyes and nodded. "One month is enough! Immediately spread the news in Chang 'an City that the Mo family is buying iron at a 10% premium. "
"10%?" Xu Jie exclaimed.
Ten percent was one-tenth. One must know that the Mo Family's monthly consumption of iron was not a small amount. If they were to add another ten percent, it would not be a small amount.
"People die for wealth and birds die for food. With 10% profit, there will naturally be people who will send the iron to the Mo family." Meton sneered.
"Then we will lose too much money!" Xu Jie said with heartache.
"Problems that can be solved with money are never problems!" Meton said meaningfully.
After all, the Mo family was not as poor as it used to be. Spending more money would not hurt the Mo family. Moreover, after the iron was turned into steel, the price would increase several times. At most, they would make less money, but they would not lose money.
"What about the Administration of Equalization?" Xu Jie asked hesitantly.
Meton sneered. "The Administration of Equalization can control the selling price, but they can also control the price we buy."
"Yes, young master!" Young Master! "Xu Jie replied.
…
Soon, the news that the Mo family was buying iron at a 10% premium spread throughout Chang 'an City.
"10% premium?" Many people could not help but click their tongues.
Chang 'an City was the city with the strongest business atmosphere. While people were clicking their tongues at the Mo family's generosity, they were also keenly aware of the business opportunity.
As long as they bought a bolt of iron from the iron shop and sold it to the Mo family, they could make a net profit of 10%. The price of iron was not low. With 10% more, they would still make a lot of money. Where else could they find such a profitable business?
"Giddy up."
A four-wheeled truck, fully loaded with heavy iron, slowly drove out of the Zhangsun Iron Company.
Blacksmith Xu and his son looked at the truck full of iron and nodded with satisfaction. The four-wheeled truck of the Mo family was indeed practical. Usually, they would have to make four or five trips to get all the iron. Now, they could easily finish it in one trip. It was so much more convenient.
Not long after they left the East Market, Blacksmith Xu's son, who was in charge of driving, whispered something into Blacksmith Xu's ear.
"Really?" Blacksmith Xu asked in surprise.
"Don't worry, father. I heard it with my own ears. The Mo family is buying iron at a 10% premium. " Blacksmith Xu's son looked at the iron in the truck with burning eyes. There were at least 40 stones of iron and more than 4,000 kilograms of iron. If they sold it to the Mo family, they could make at least five strings of money even if they only made a 10% profit.
That was five strings of money! The Xu's Blacksmith Shop could only make that much money after working hard for a month. Now, they could make the same amount by selling it.
"That's not good. It's a fight between immortals. Why should we get involved? If we offend the Zhangsun family, we will have to bear the consequences." Blacksmith Xu shook his head.
Blacksmith Xu's son said, "Although the Zhangsun family is the biggest iron shop in Chang 'an City, there are other families. Each of our shops will only buy one truck and sell it to the Mo family. Who will know?"
Blacksmith Xu hesitated for a moment. Finally, his desire for money took over. He nodded and said, "Let your brothers go together. Each family will take one person. Don't expose the name of the Xu's Blacksmith Shop."
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