Yang Qingzhi nodded.
Zhao Cheng asked doubtfully, "My business is private, not with the Great Jing Dynasty. Isn't this too frivolous?"
“No joke!” Yang Qingzhi said solemnly, “The Eastern Chamber of Commerce’s soaps and cologne, as well as your immortal wine, are all good things in Nanzhou now. Rather than letting dealers secretly buy them from Dajing and resell them, it’s better to sell them openly. This is something the people of Nanzhou would like to see. By the way, these are Zhou Jinghuan’s exact words!”
Zhao Cheng looked at Yang Qingzhi suspiciously and asked, "If Zhou Jinghuan gets involved in the business, you won't be earning as much."
Yang Qingzhi sighed and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. What other way out can we find? Ask your Jing Kingdom to provide a bridge? Cede territory? Your father and Yuan Zhang would probably attack us then, wouldn't they?"
“That makes sense.” Zhao Cheng understood Yang Qingzhi’s helplessness.
Both sides have amassed troops along the southern border, and a major battle could break out at the slightest provocation.
The Southern Zhou emperor was unwilling to launch a large-scale war, and even if the Great Jing gave him nothing, Zhao Cheng should still be released.
It's just a way to save face.
Yang Qingzhi tentatively asked, "So... you won't go back on your business deal, will you?"
"I'm a businessman of integrity!"
Having understood the situation, Zhao Cheng got out of bed, stood up, and stretched, saying, "It's settled then. You forced me to do this business, so the Nanzhou market will be yours from now on. As for how you and Zhou Jinghuan divide the profits, and how you deal with your court, that's your business and has nothing to do with me."
"Like I said before, I'll ship the goods, you'll find a way out."
“Okay, deal!” Yang Qingzhi also stood up and reached out to give Zhao Cheng a high five.
Zhao Cheng ignored him and spread his hands, saying, "Let's get a few million taels of silver first?"
"What?!" Yang Qingzhi was completely bewildered and exclaimed in surprise, "Why should I give you money??"
Zhao Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "Your Southern Zhou is a country of ten prefectures. Just think how much demand there is for goods? Xiao Luomu and I are currently struggling to keep up with just two prefectures at our factory in Dajing. So I need to build a factory as soon as I get back."
"Building a factory requires buying land, right? And hiring workers, right?"
Does buying land cost money?
"Does hiring cost money?"
Does building a factory cost money?
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