"Besides, the surrounding countries are all poor. Regardless of whether we can win or not, even if we win, the things we get may not be worth the money we spent, right?"
"As for the Xiongnu, the only one worth robbing, it seems that the Great Zhou..."
Qin Yuan took back all the copper coins in his hand and said with a smile: "You are right."
"But, do we have to use force to rob things?"
"Think about it again. When I was making money selling Tianxian Salt, did I use knives, guns, sticks and clubs to force them to buy it?"
Murong Yanran frowned and asked suspiciously, "Do you mean to sell the Celestial Salt to the Xiongnu and the small countries?"
"But didn't you say that scarcity makes things valuable? This Celestial Salt is in short supply even among the high-ranking officials of the Great Zhou."
"Where can we squeeze out a share to sell to outsiders? If we increase production and hire more people, it will easily lead to leaks."
Qin Yuan sighed.
I originally seemed to be a very smart and capable person, but why is he as stupid as a fool when it comes to doing business?
Yan Jiaoran on the other side was obviously completely confused about the situation.
Qin Yuan could only shake his head and explain: "Think about it, why is Tianxian Salt so popular?"
Murong Yanran said in a deep voice, "Because it tastes good, you've turned it into a status symbol. Everyone wants to use it to gain superior status and recognition."
Qin Yuan asked again: "Then why do you want to sell salt?"
"Well... because they don't lack money, but we need money..."
As she spoke, Murong Yanran seemed to have thought of something and asked uncertainly:
"You mean, different regions have different products, and the item A that is extremely cheap here may be in short supply elsewhere."
"Exchange item A for item B, which is cheaper elsewhere."
"Both parties feel they've made a profit, so a deal is reached. And since both parties receive low-value items, is that equivalent to an increase in income?"
Qin Yuan nodded. It seemed that he was not too stupid and there was still room for recovery.
In the future, you will definitely be a good labor force.
He continued, "That's right. Then let me ask you, did we fight?"
"Without resorting to force, have I achieved the same effect through trade and made the watermelon bigger?"
“Trade can also make money.”
"Indeed..."
Murong Yanran muttered to herself.
She felt as if she had stepped into a brand new world.
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