"How much does it cost to buy his store?"

An Wensheng suddenly interrupted, and Zhou Liang's wine woke up immediately.

It's broken, there's another person here.

Su Dawei smiled and said, "Don't worry, An Shuai is not greedy for our business."

"Yes, my family also has a business, specializing in glassware from the Western Regions.

30% of the glassware in Chang'an, Luoyang and other places are supplied by my family. If I don't spend much money, I want to make up a handful of them."

Yes, An Wensheng’s father, An Xinggui, is a powerful man in Wuwei.

His family is in Liangzhou area, has extraordinary reputation, and it is normal to do business.

Zhou Liang glanced at Su Dawei and saw Su Dawei nodding to him.

"It's not necessary to use too much. Thirty or fifty taels are enough to settle his store."

"Thirty or fifty stakes, that's not too much. I can give a hundred stakes first. What do you think?"

A rich man!

Su Dawei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

An Wensheng looked shy and said softly: "If it's not enough, I'll find another way.

I rarely save money, and every month I spend as much as my family gives me, and I am too lazy to ask about it. So I don’t have much money now. But I can borrow it from my mother... Well, I probably can’t borrow too much. If it’s 200 to 300 guan, it’s fine, but it’s hard to get more."

You pretender!

Su Dawei couldn't bear it again and started cursing inwardly.

This is the son of a nobleman, and he can take it if he says he can take it for hundreds of steads.

Thinking back to the time when Su Dawei's family relied on renting a house to Di Renjie and had to buy food and wash clothes. In a month, it would only earn two cents. In addition, Su Dawei's income and Mrs. Liu did some odd jobs, the total amount would not exceed ten cents.

Damn, hundreds of stagnants, how heavy that is!

Su Dawei swallowed and smiled bitterly: "Shishuai An, enough!"

"It shouldn't be enough... You just said that asking him to buy fish oil from ten big fish is not a small amount of money.

I tell you, I have seen them fishing in Persia, and it is very hard. Although the Persians only take fish, if you want to take away the corpses of the big fish, it will cost a lot of money. I guess, it will cost a lot of money to come down with ten big fish."

"What should I do?"

Zhou Liang was a little confused.

In his life, the most money he had contact with was only 10 or 20 chunks of money.

Now, An Wensheng often looks like several hundred silos, which makes him a little dizzy.

"Then do it, how much does it cost?"

"Ten big fish, boiled fish oil, and transported to Chang'an... it is not less than five hundred stag, so it cannot be taken down."

Su Dawei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It was still a bit simple to think... He frowned and said, "An Shuai just said, how many can he take out?"

"I can get one hundred guan and then borrow one hundred guan. It's not a big problem to borrow one hundred or two hundred guan. Three hundred guan? I guess it's only that. But you have to figure it out clearly that you have to buy the store in the West Market, which will cost you normal operation. In addition, after buying the store, you have to wait until April next year to get the fish oil. Even if you make wax, you have to find a way to sell it. So, if you want to see the money back, you have to wait at least until this time next year.

It took a year for Su Shuai to take a year.

During this year, the salary of wax makers, management fees and taxes in the West City, and various miscellaneous expenses... the minimum is 800 guan, and one thousand guan is sufficient. In other words, we are still missing at least 500 to 700 guan."

"An Shuai, you can."

Zhou Liang's eyes showed admiration.

An Wensheng said shyly: "It's nothing, but I've seen so I'm more clear."

"Ami, why not for this matter, let's just forget it."

Even if An Wensheng got 300 stakes, he still lacked at least 500 stakes.

The five hundred stag is the payment for the goods, and it can be said that it will be gone... Moreover, Zhou Liang didn't know what the business would be like.

Think about it, why can’t Rong Xiaojiao’s store last?

Even if they make good wax, who will they sell it to? How to sell it? This is all a problem.

"Su Shuai, what do you say?"

Su Dawei didn't expect that there would be so many difficulties in doing a business.

He didn't think An Wensheng was sensational and scaring him. In fact, if he followed his statement, five hundred to seven hundred may not be enough. He thought that he had found a backer and thought of a solution, he could kill all directions. But he didn't expect that there were so many difficulties in front of him.

It’s all about Fang Jifan!

Su Dawei took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Do, we must do it!"

"How to do it? Where to find money?"

"I'll find a way to do money."

Take a try, and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. Fight, change a motorcycle into a Bentley!

Su Dawei said: "Second brother, please help me watch Simore. When I have a clue, you can go find him to make sure.

An Shuai, when will you be able to take out your money?”
Chapter completed!