Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

Looking at Cheng Yaojin's leaving figure, shopkeeper Liu was confused: "Uncle, I just wanted to say that there are more than 300 kilograms of refined salt in the kitchen, but why did you say there are only 3 kilograms?"

Chu Mo glanced at Shopkeeper Liu, this guy is good at everything, cough, but sometimes he is too rigid.

"Old Liu, human greed is infinite. You saw Cheng Yaojin's behavior just now. If we knew we had 300 kilograms of salt, do you think he would be satisfied if we gave him 3 kilograms?"

Shopkeeper Liu nodded thoughtfully: "Uncle, do we really want to expand the production of refined salt?"

"Why not? I've already agreed with Cheng Yaojin that if you have money, you won't be a bastard."

"But uncle, what about the eldest lady?"

"I will go and talk to my wife. At worst, I will sacrifice some of my appearance..."

Before he finished speaking, someone walked in from the door, who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Hongyu.

"Really? Then I would like to know how you want to sacrifice." Yang Hongyu stared at Chu Mo with a dangerous light in her eyes.

Shopkeeper Liu saw this and slipped away without saying a word.

Damn it, the old guy has no loyalty. .

"Well, madam, I told you that you heard me wrong just now. Do you believe me?"

"Oh, tell me, where did I hear wrongly?" Yang Hongyu casually pulled a chair and placed it at the door, then sat down and blocked the door directly.

"What I just said was a slip of the tongue. What I want to say is that if I treat my wife better, she will definitely agree to my request." Chu Mo opened his mouth and said with a roll of his eyes.

"Really? What do you want me to promise you?"

Chu Mo wiped away the non-existent sweat and said: "Madam, actually, I just want to expand our salt production, and then earn more money to help the victims outside."

"Oh, didn't you say yesterday that you would help the victims? I see that you made a lot today, so how much do you plan to spend to help the victims?"

Chu Mo originally wanted to say: Didn't we agree yesterday to donate 10 taels per meal?

But it was wrong to think about it. How did the lady know that she had started to deceive people, and she came so timely? How much did she listen to what she had just said to Cheng Yaojin?

"Well, madam, I plan to donate 100 taels today, do you think it's okay?" Chu Mo planned to test Yang Hongyu.

"Oh..." Yang Hongyu stretched out her flawless white hands and looked around.

"Well, madam, 150 taels is already the limit. This money contains some of Cheng Yaojin's money."

Chu Mo decided to struggle a little longer.

"Oh...aren't you guys divided into nine points?"

Well. . .We all know this, but that’s not right. No one except Cheng Yaojin should know about this matter, but how could she possibly know about it?

"Are you eavesdropping on our conversation?" Chu Mo asked angrily.

"No need to eavesdrop. You speak so loudly that anyone who is not deaf can hear you?"

"Really?" Chu Mo glanced at Yang Hongyu doubtfully, and then continued: "This is my first pot of gold, and I earned it based on my ability. I will give you 200 taels at most. For the rest, you want Don’t even think about it.”

Seeing Chu Mo's expression of resignation, Yang Hongyu became interested.

"What if I say I want them all?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, this is my hard work."

Seeing Chu Mo's firm attitude, Yang Hongyu chuckled and stood up.

Chu Mo was so frightened that he immediately hid on the other side of the table: "Let's make an agreement first. A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. If you dare to do anything to me, I will scream loudly."

"Then try shouting."

Looking at Yang Hongyu who appeared next to him like a ghost, Chu Mo swallowed his saliva and said, "Madam, can we solve the problem without using violence?"

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Yang Hongyu agreed.

But before he could continue to be happy, Yang Hongyu's voice came again:

"Before, you promised Cheng Yaojin that you would share the spoils [-]-[-], so I will share the spoils with you in this proportion."

"That's impossible. I'm not as good as Cheng Yaojin, so I might as well quit."

Chu Mo refused without thinking.

She originally thought that Yang Hongyu would bargain, but unexpectedly, she nodded directly: "In that case, I will let shopkeeper Liu directly cooperate with Cheng Yaojin. Anyway, we are all aware of your tricks."

"Madam, you are trying to kill a donkey, you can't do this."

Chu Mo was really anxious now. If he followed Yang Hongyu's approach, he would lose all his coins.

Yang Hongyu frowned: "As I said, don't compare yourself with the donkey. You are better than the donkey. At least you have some brains."

"Uh, madam, can you not be so sarcastic? I am also your future husband after all."

"You also said something about the future, but it's not true. Maybe one day if I don't like you, I will just terminate the engagement with you."

"Madam, if you say such things again, you will lose me one day."

Seeing Yang Hongyu looking at him, Chu Mo continued: "When you talk about something often, over time, you will become numb to it."

"And every time you say you want to terminate our engagement with me, I will be heartbroken. If it happens more times, we will become numb to each other. Maybe you and I will make plans for an escape in the future."

Yang Hongyu is also a smart person. After hearing what Chu Mo said, she immediately understood. After thinking about it, she said to Chu Mo with a sincere face: "Thank you for telling me this, but I don't want to say I'm sorry."

Chu Mo chuckled: "It doesn't matter, madam, as long as your team is better in the future, just like this share, can you mention it more?"

"Hmph, what do you want so much money for?"

Yang Hongyu didn't expect that Chu Mo couldn't do without money, and she was suddenly dissatisfied.

"Well, madam, if I have money, I can buy a big house in the future, and then marry you in a glorious way."

Seeing the sincerity on Chu Mo's face, Yang Hongyu would have almost believed it if she hadn't known that Chu Mo had many secrets.

"Okay, then let's split it into [-]%."

"Madam, if you act like this, I will have no motivation to make money in the future."

"Oh, so you have other ideas for making money?"

"Yeah, I have a lot of ideas, but you smoke too much, ma'am, so I have no motivation."

"Haha, that's okay. The salt-making business will be divided into [-]%, and the subsequent business will be divided into [-]%."

"No, I still want five or five."

"The manpower is mine, the store is mine, you still want five or five?"

"Without my ideas and skills, your store wouldn't be paying for it."

It seemed that Yang Hongyu's words hit home. This time, she rarely refuted.

After a while, she said: "Four or six at most, this is my bottom line."