The next morning, Wang Wuyang reported to his master all the things that his sister-in-law came yesterday.

"The son of Master Hua, the son-in-law of Alliance Leader Wang?" Zhao Hao felt aroused in his heart and couldn't help but smile: "I don't know if Qiu Xiang is still in their house?"

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

"It's okay, I'm talking nonsense." Zhao Hao thought to himself that Tang Bohu had passed away for decades, and Sister Qiuxiang was still here and was an old lady. It's better not to break the beautiful fantasy.

He waved his hand and smiled, "They are also kind, so don't go too far."

"What Master taught me is." Wang Wuyang was busy receiving the teachings respectfully, but he couldn't help but say angrily: "Just seeing his arrogant look, I'm angry."

"Aren't you the same before?" Zhao Hao smiled and kicked him: "Stop talking nonsense, go and serve Qiaoqiao's food."

Wang Wuyang brought Qiaoqiao's breakfast 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 enter the door happily.

"Haha, Boss Tang, we're having lunch, right?"

"Wow, it smells so good." Tang Youde took a deep breath, and the tempting aroma of lard and shrimp soy sauce was mixed with smiles on his face: "Young master is summoned, so Old Tang must be early or late."

"Then let's change to eating wontons." Zhao Hao smiled and asked him to sit down.

Qiaoqiao also brought a bowl of red soup shrimp roe wontons to Boss Tang.

Tang Youde scoops a delicate wonton and delivers it to his mouth, blows it away, and then savors it in one bite and tastes it carefully.

"Well, the noodles were added with egg whites, and the noodles were kneaded just right, and they melted in their mouths." When I saw Tang Youde's corrupt belly, I knew that he was a gourmet. This was the first time I got his praise from Mr. Zhao's family.

Qiaoqiao glanced at Zhao Hao proudly when she heard this. Because this guy's mouth was too difficult to serve, she was a skill specially learned from the master of Weijixian, and added Weijixian's secret shrimp soy sauce.

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

After the two finished their breakfast, Wang Wuyang cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks and brewed another pot of tea. Zhao Hao then got to the point:

"How is it, do you want to make another vote with me?"

"Ah, didn't your husband say he would take a break for two days?" Tang Youde looked at him in surprise. For the businessman, letting money sleep at home was simply the biggest crime.

"I've found another good opportunity." Zhao Hao took a sip of tea.

"What a good opportunity? Is it more satisfying than last time?" Tang Youde said with a slight smile, but he didn't believe that there would be a better business than last time when he collected silk.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hao said confidently: "It's more satisfying than last time, and this time I don't even need capital."

"There are such good things?" Tang Youde was so happy that he looked like a 180-pound child. His cheeks trembled with a smile: "If this continues, I don't even have the heart to open a Nanfu store."

"That's it." Zhao Hao joked: "Don't delay you from opening a century-old store."

"No delay, no delay, the dog can already support the store." Tang Youde hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'll just pull out and have sex with the young master."

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

"Hahaha, you old Tang really knows how to talk." Zhao Hao smiled and enjoyed his flattery, and then ordered in a deep voice: "You turn around and release the wind, saying that you are going to open a large-scale silk weaving workshop. If you ask for a price loom, weaver...especially raw silk, you should inquire with Suzhou merchants more."

"Ah? Is the young master planning to open a silk weaver factory?" Tang Youde said in confusion: "It's true that this transaction can make a lot of money, but it's not just an ordinary fee. If you don't spend tens of thousands of taels of silver, you can't afford to buy a decent factory." He knew that with Zhao Hao's temper, he would definitely not look down on small factories.

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

Tang Youde also blinked and said, "Of course, that's not money."

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

"Do you just ask if you want to buy it?" Tang Youde asked.

"Yes." Zhao Hao smiled and nodded, "Aren't you the best bragging? When asking, you should be very loud and your tone should be true, but don't let people see that you are playing tricks."

"Don't worry, this young man." Tang Youde smiled embarrassedly: "Old Tang is an expert in this matter."

"Go, come and see me if there is any change." Zhao Hao waved his hand and saw him off.

"What, what's the situation changed?" Tang Youde asked in confusion.

But when he saw that Zhao Hao had no intention of solving the problem, he knew that the young master had been kept in hiding again.

Although I don’t know what Zhao Hao is going to do, Tang Youde still regards his instructions as a top priority.

After returning, Tang Youde announced in public that he would open a silk weaving workshop, which made people confused. Then he drew out his capable force and asked everywhere whether there were any workshops that were willing to sell; how long it took to order a loom to deliver; and he also posted a number at various dental stores to prepare to recruit weavers for a long time...

He himself also brought the shopkeeper's shopkeeper to visit the Chamber of Commerce in Jinling in Susongchang Town, hoping to sign a long-term supply contract with the silk merchant.

Although Nanjing is big, the silk weaving industry is very close. If there is any slightest change, it cannot be hidden from the big bosses at the top of the food chain.

That night, the news spread to the Suzhou Guild Hall.

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

"In the paintings of the mountains and rivers of Fujian, people gathered and dispersed sorrows and eyebrows were hard to show. The tide was flat and wide, and the old riverside was wide, and sails were flying and lightning were seen instantly." After the young actor on the stage sang elegantly, he said again:

"The hometown heart is lingering, and the friendship is nostalgic. From now on, the clouds and mountains are far away..."

I heard that the singing style was flowing and distant, beyond the three tunes. It was the water-melting reunion that Qu Sheng Wei Liangfu had set the last tone before his death.

The guests were so fascinated by the waterside of the shore, across the lake.

At this time, a man dressed in a long dress quietly walked to Mr. Liu who was sitting in the main seat.

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

He nodded slightly while holding the beat, listening to the long report.

"Tang Youde is going to enter the silk weaving industry?" Liu Yuanwai frowned slightly after hearing this and whispered: "This person's name sounds so familiar."

"It's the one who sold silk at Bailuzhou Wharf yesterday..." Chang Sui whispered to the boss.

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

The Dongting Merchants’ Gang’s right to speak in raw silk is not entirely due to their wealth and integrity, nor is it from their accurate grasp of the industry. Such a transaction against the market naturally attracted the attention of Mr. Liu. Today he figured out that in addition to Tang Youde, the Silk Master also had Master Xuelang from Dabaoen Temple, and... Zhao Hao.

When I saw that name during the day, Mr. Liu thought it was just the same name and surname, but when someone investigated, he knew that it was indeed the annoying boy.

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

Although I can't figure out why Tang Youde wanted to bring Zhao Hao to make a fortune, the close relationship between the two can be seen by the blind. This time, Tang Youde wanted to open a silk weaver workshop, and this kid would probably get involved.

Thinking of Zhao Hao's humiliation to himself yesterday, Mr. Liu was so angry that his teeth itched. He ordered in a deep voice:

"We don't have any control over weavers, but we have the final say in the raw silk industry. If we pass on the words, we will not be allowed to sell a single silk to someone named Tang!"

"Yes." Chang Sui responded and turned around and came out of the water pavilion.

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

The boy named Zhao, I'm waiting for you to come!
Chapter completed!