Chapter 181

The Wang family was really bitten, and it was so painful that they couldn't take their hands off guard.

Under Merton's unexpected advertising offensive, the Wang family's Yuncheng fine salt has been losing ground. It has lost half of the market of Chang'an City for half a month, and is still losing the market and even reputation at a terrible speed.

If this continues, I'm afraid Yuncheng fine salt will be completely defeated by Mohist snow salt in a short time. You know, Chang'an city is the most prosperous and richest place in the whole Tang Dynasty. The annual fine salt will bring astronomical profits to the Wang family. If you lose Chang'an market, the loss to the Wang family will be incalculable.

"Waste, it's waste!"

In the king's manor, Wang Zhe was furious and roared.

"Young master, forgive me!"

Wang Dongzhan, the shopkeeper of Yanxing, knelt down in front of Wang Zhe and begged for mercy. He knew Wang Zhe's temper. In a rage, he couldn't listen to anyone's explanation. If he had to defend forcibly, he might end up worse,

"My Wang's Yuncheng fine salt has been selling well in Chang'an City for a hundred years. Any rich family in Chang'an city doesn't eat my Yuncheng fine salt, but now it has lost half of the market in my hands for only nearly half a month. If you want me to forgive you, how can I explain it in front of the Wang's eldest house?" Wang Zhe said in a cold voice.

"I..." Wang Dong couldn't answer.

He can't say that if you Wang Zhe hadn't insisted on breaking the fine salt of Mohism, how could the scene of Mohist snow salt seizing the fine salt of Yuncheng happen today? As a servant, he can only carry the pot on his own.

Wang Ningcheng, the shopkeeper of sun YangZheng's shop, could not bear to see that Wang Dong was so miserable. Moreover, Yan Xing had close contact with sun YangZheng's shop. He was already prosperous and could not sit and watch Wang Dong's misfortune. He had to stand up and say: "Young master, the quality of Mohist snow salt is not much better than that of Mohist snow salt. It's just that Mohist snow salt is white and pleasing in appearance. Coupled with half a poem of Mohist Zi, it has caused a temporary sensation. As long as we operate properly in the future, we will be able to recover most of the market. After all, the people of Chang'an City have eaten our Yuncheng fine salt for many years. How can they easily give it up."

In fact, Wang Ningcheng knows from the bottom of his heart that even if he grabs back part of the market, it is difficult to return to the dominance of the Wang family in Taiyuan. Even with the choice of Mohist snow salt, major restaurants will have the confidence to negotiate with the Wang family. They will no longer allow the Wang family to extort at high prices as before, and the high profits in the past are estimated to be gone forever.

In terms of appearance, Yuncheng fine salt is slightly green. Of course, it is much better than coarse salt. Once the Mohist snow salt is produced, it completely beats Yuncheng fine salt in terms of appearance and taste.

Your Wang's fine salt is not as good as Mohist snow salt. The price is still so high. If you still sell it at such a high price, don't blame us for ignoring our friendship for many years.

"Yes, yes, young master, after a period of heat, the people of Chang'an city will certainly remember the good of our Yuncheng fine salt, and the output of our Yuncheng fine salt has not decreased, even increased slightly!" Wang Dong hurriedly saved himself.

The reason why Yuncheng fine salt has not decreased is that the popularity of cooking has greatly increased the overall demand for fine salt. In addition, Wang Dong saved himself in advance and made use of his friendship. During this period, a large number of shipments have been made, which can maintain the situation in the short term. However, it has become an established fact that Yuncheng fine salt is weak in Chang'an city.

Wang Zhe also knows how popular the two poems of mojiazi are in Chang'an city. It's almost the point of universal participation. Wang Zhe hates mojiazi's behavior of racing poetry when he doesn't agree.

The last "Ma Shuo" made him lose 500 horses. This time, only half a poem in the ink magazine made Yuncheng fine salt lose half of the market in Chang'an city.

Isn't it just a little talent? As for you!

Wang Zhe's face is a little slow, and the salt output has not decreased, which means that the overall profit is not much different. He still has more room to explain to his family in Taiyuan.

"However, the momentum of Mohist fine salt cannot be allowed to continue. We must find ways to curb it!" Wang Zhe said sternly.

"Yes, young master! After I go back, I will immediately contact my old customers and take some promotional measures to make sure I can get the market back!" Wang Dong quickly promised.

"What about sun YangZheng's store? How about this business?" Wang Zhe suddenly pointed the spear at Wang Ningcheng.

Wang Ningcheng panicked and said, "back to young master, since we sun YangZheng store had the help of the public loser and made disposable chopsticks and sterilized dishes, the passenger flow has gradually recovered! However, many customers call for cooking, but due to the lack of iron pot, we can't make it, so we are still affected."

With disposable chopsticks and sterilized dishes, although the business of sun YangZheng's store has recovered, it is not as good as Wang Ningcheng said. In fact, all major hotels and restaurants have launched cooking, leaving only sun YangZheng's store still fighting hard, and the business will inevitably lose.

Originally, Wang Ningcheng also wanted to secretly buy several Mohist village frying pans and put them in the back kitchen, but who knows that each Mohist frying pan has a Mohist logo on it. Wang Zhe, who is desperate for face, angrily refused to enter the Wang's territory with Mohist logo and resolutely refused to use Mohist frying pans, which caused the current situation of sun YangZheng's store.

This time, Wang Zhe also knew that it was his own reason. If it were not for his face, sun YangZheng store would not be affected.

"You don't have to worry about the iron pot. My young master has arranged the public loser to do it!" Wang Zhe was full of confidence when he thought of the public loser's reputation in Chang'an city these days.

"Young master, Mr. Gongshu is coming!" shopkeeper Ma Xingwang came in and reported excitedly. Mr. Gongshu in his mouth is, of course, the owner of Gongshu family, Gongshu Hong.

"Wang Zhi!" shopkeeper Wang Dong of Yanxing and shopkeeper Wang Ningcheng of sunyangzheng store could not help gnashing their teeth as they looked at shopkeeper Wang, who was successful in small people.

If the villain had not made a bad relationship with the MOH family at the beginning, provoked discord in front of the childe and repeatedly clashed with the MOH family, how could they fall into such a dilemma.

However, Wang Zhi is the popular man in front of the childe at this time. He has the credit of inviting the public loser, and the two do lose face in front of the childe one after another. Now they can only break their teeth and have to swallow them into their stomach.

"Mr. Gongshu is coming! Please come quickly!" Wang Zhe said with a happy face.

In addition to estimating his own face, there is another reason why he can have the confidence to fight against Mohism in the era of hundreds of schools of thought. Naturally, he has his own unique skills.

After a while, the strong Gongshu Hong came in under the leadership of Wang Zhi.