The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

Many shrewd salt merchants have begun to calculate how much money they can earn after a few operations if they can get such salt!

For a moment, the interest of all the salt merchants was aroused and they talked a lot.

At this moment, even Li Kui couldn't sit still.

I also learned to taste some from others.

It's so salty! It's definitely salt!

I felt unwilling!

As a man who has been in the officialdom for a long time and is well versed in officialdom, how could he not understand what Lin Ruhai's taking out such salt meant?

If Lin Ruhai could come up with this snowflake salt, or Qingfeng Village must have more snowflake salt.

If the output is large, relying solely on this snowflake salt, then all salt merchants will have to obey Lin Ruhai's orders.

If salt merchants want to make money, then first of all, Lin Ruhai has to pay the heavy salt tax every year!

Otherwise, if your competitors are all selling snowflake salt, and you are still buying the old salt with a high impurity content, who would buy it?

The sudden emergence of snowflake salt directly disrupted Li Kui's several months of planning in Yangzhou.

But there was nothing he could do.

It was also impossible for him to force all the salt merchants in Yangzhou not to cooperate with Lin Ruhai or Qingfengzhai.

Destroying someone’s financial resources is like killing his parents!

Moreover, these salt merchants are not without backers.

Looking at the excited expressions of the salt merchants, Li Kui felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as this thought came to my mind.

Several salt merchants immediately stood up.

He bowed to Lin Ruhai and asked excitedly,

"Master Lin, may I ask if the contents of this box are truly snowflake salt?"

"Master Lin, does Qingfeng Village really have such snowflake salt?"

"How could such pure white snowflake salt exist in this world? Is it possible to mass-produce it?"

"Master Lin..."

Listening to the earnest and enthusiastic voices of the salt merchants,

Lin Ruhai felt relieved and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He pressed his hands down and said,

"Qingfeng Village not only has this fine snowflake salt, but also has the method to refine this refined salt!"

With a "wow", all the salt merchants, big and small, were excited, their eyes shining.

If it weren't for the fact that it was in front of all the officials in Yangzhou, they would have rushed forward and wanted to eat Lin Ruhai.

Lin Ruhai saw this and changed the subject.

"Of course, Qingfeng Village is not without conditions for this method of producing salt!"

After hearing Lin Ruhai's words,

The excitement in everyone's hearts cooled down a bit, and they were also worried that Qingfeng Village would ask for an exorbitant price.

But looking at the white snowflake salt in the box,

But he still listened carefully to every word Lin Ruhai said.

Then Lin Ruhai told Li Qingfeng about the deal he had reached.

If you want to use the method of refining snowflake salt, it is very simple. Every year, you need to give 10% of the annual net profit to Qingfeng Village as patent fee.

After hearing Lin Ruhai's words, many people felt as if they were poured with a bucket of cold water.

That’s a 10% net profit!

As a salt merchant of any size, the net profit per year would be ridiculous.

Qingfeng Village just came up with a recipe, and they dared to ask for 10% of the net profit?!

However, none of the salt merchants dared to refuse.

After all, everyone is worried, what if I don’t want it but you do?

As experienced businessmen, they can naturally see the huge potential business value of this snowflake salt.

But no one spoke up at the first time.

For a moment, the atmosphere became eerily quiet.

Li Kui breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

Then he said with a little dissatisfaction,

"Master Lin, for just a simple refining method, you're actually asking for a 10% net profit?"

"Isn't this too much?"

Upon hearing this, all the salt merchants echoed and commented.

"Yeah! One percent is too much!"

"So, we've lost 10% of the money we worked so hard to earn all year before we even get it?"

"Yeah, it's just a refining method, but they actually want a 10% profit. This is simply cannibalism."