silver!

White silver!

Uh, just see the sign hanging on the grocery store.

"The soap in this store is sold out"

You can imagine how popular the soap is.

Soap can not only wash clothes, but also wash your hands with oily soap. It can also wash them clean even if you have greasy hair.

However, in just over a dozen days, women in Nanjing discovered many uses of soap. The more they were like this, the more they had a demand for soap. The production restrictions were limited to the sales of soap. The more they were, the more they were sought after soap.

For a time, this soap was sold in Nanjing to Luoyang paper, and even reached a priceless point.

Even Song Renjie, who had a premonition of the best-selling of soap, was shocked by the best-selling of soap. He never expected that soap would have so many uses and would attract so much sought after by the people.

Surprised, Song Renjie thought about it for two days and sent someone to invite Shi Yiwen to the mansion.

Because his age is there, Shi Yiwen naturally has to hold the etiquette of his juniors.

"I've met Song Shibo."

"Hey polite Zhiyuan, please sit down."

Sitting down, tea, then making a fuss, making a polite, and being simple and kind, Song Renjie smiled.

"It's nothing big to ask Zhiyuan to come today. I just got the household registration for you."

What does a thin piece of paper mean?

Meaning identity.

It means that since then, Shi Yiwen is no longer a black man in this era.

"Zhiyuan, this household registration is temporarily placed in Zhongdu. According to the name you gave it, it has been three generations. It is also a pity that the military household registration management is now chaotic. If it is a civilian household, it would be really bad. After a while, I will hand over the household registration to Xiaolingwei and the matter will be done."

"I'm worried about my uncle!"

Shi Yiwen stood up again to thank him.

Song Renjie smiled.

"Zhiyuan doesn't have to be polite, this is just a slight effort."

Then he said again.

"Actually, if you let Zhiyuan come this time, there is another thing you want to discuss with Zhiyuan."

discuss?

Shi Yiwen said in confusion.

"Oh? I wonder what my uncle has to give?"

Song Renjie asked lightly with a smile on his face.

"Zhiyuan, how much does the daily production of the soap factory now?"

Song Renjie's question made Shi Yiwen's heart skip a beat, and he vaguely guessed what he meant.

"A total of ten large pots with a hundred pounds are produced, and 5,000 pounds of soap is produced every day."

"A half a pound of soap is 10,000 yuan a day. And the factory can be expanded at any time. Is Zhiyuan right? As long as you add iron pots, you can get a job, right?"

Nodded, Shi Yiwen didn't say anything. The factory's output is not a secret, and it can be calculated as long as you are a little careful, not to mention that the factory's accounting was still from the Song family.

"This is a saying, brothers settle accounts clearly, so please come here today to discuss this matter."

Here comes!

Even though he had never had any experience in doing business, a thought popped up in Shi Yiwen's mind - wealth is moving.

Soap is unexpectedly popular, and it will inevitably make the Song family tempted. No matter how big the Song family's family business is, it is not a big deal to worry about money, right?

Looking at the thin paper, Shi Yiwen vaguely guessed Song Renjie's intention.

In this world, there is still no free lunch!

Sighing in his heart, Shi Yiwen said with a smile.

"Your uncle, you have no discussion on this matter. You will follow your orders!"

Although the Song family's move to seize the soap factory made Shi Yiwen feel extremely uncomfortable, he, who is weak, does not want to fight for it.

It's just a soap factory!

But... thinking about the energy he devoted to the soap factory in recent times, Shi Yiwen was reluctant to leave. After all, he founded this soap factory by himself. Although it was not hard to say, this factory still made him feel a little proud. After all, it may be the first factory in the world.

He even had plans to renovate the factory, and by improving the equipment, he built it into a real factory.

But now...

Forget it!

Aware of Shi Yiwen's expression change, Song Renjie's smile became stronger and he said softly.

"Actually, this matter should have been done for a long time, but because Zhiyuan's household registration has not yet been left out, it has been delayed until now. Now that the household registration is completed, the factory affairs will naturally be handled. So, I asked someone to draft a factory registration procedure and apply for a license in Shangyuan County."

It turned out that people had done everything.

I asked myself to come today just out of "politeness" and say hello. No wonder Song Qiyu didn't show up. I guess he felt embarrassed.

"What Uncle Shi said is very good. Uncle Shi ordered that I dare to obey!"

Since the other party made his attitude clear, although he smiled bitterly in his heart, Shi Yiwen was quite quick.

"This is a license and procedure issued by the yamen. Please Zhiyuan should take it away."

Hold it?

Shi Yiwen's brow jumped and looked at Song Renjie in confusion. Seeing that he picked up the teacup, he smiled without saying a word. He looked down at the license plate and regulations placed on the tea table.

"Shiwang, this is..."

While doubting, Shi Yiwen saw that his name was written on the license plate.

"this……"

After picking up the journey and glanced at him, Shi Yiwen said anxiously.

"Shiwang, this is not suitable!"

“Inappropriate? Why?”

"Uncle Shi, the factory belongs to the Song family. The money used to run the factory was also from the Song family. Why are all mine now?"

Shi Yiwen felt even more ashamed. He originally thought that the Song family wanted to seize the factory, but unexpectedly, the Song family gave up the factory and even gave it to him.

"Oh, you said this,"

Putting down the teacup, Song Renjie said seriously.

"This process states that the money for purchasing land and running a factory is lent to Zhiyuan. It lasts for one year, with a monthly interest rate of one cent and six cents. Zhiyuan, this favor belongs to human favor, and the interest rate must always be reduced. Of course, if Zhiyuan is inconvenient in hand after one year, it can be extended at will, and this period will be determined by Zhiyuan."

Song Renjie's words made Shi Yiwen say seriously.

"Uncle, if this is the case, I can only refuse my uncle's kindness!"

While speaking, Shi Yiwen returned the license plate on the table with both hands.

"My nephew knows what my uncle is thinking, but it should never be done like this..."

Before Shi Yiwen could finish speaking, Song Renjie smiled.

"Zhiyuan, I was surprised that even if this soap factory was given to the Song family, the Yu Song family would be of no use. There is no need to say much about this. Besides, I haven't finished my words yet! Zhiyuan, you must know that the Song family has never done a loss-making business!"

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Song Renjie said seriously.

"Although my uncle doesn't want to be a soap factory, he has something to ask for. In the next five years, the oil and raw materials needed for soap must be purchased from the Song Family Store, and the output must be underwritten by the Song Family Store. I wonder what Zhiyuan thinks?"

Is this a business talk?

Faced with Song Renjie's "request", Shi Yiwen shook his head and said.

"In the matter of the soap factory, my nephew will not agree to the uncle, unless the Song family accounts for 50% of the people, otherwise..."

Stand up, Shi Yiwen said.

"My nephew can only say goodbye!"

"Are you sure? The 50% chunk of the 50,000 taels of silver in the future!"

Song Renjie reminded.

"If Uncle Shi didn't agree, then my nephew would have to say goodbye! Anyway, the factory managers and accountants belong to the Song family, so I feel at ease leaving!"

After saying that, Shi Yiwen was about to leave, and Song Renjie quickly caught him and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!