What Li Zhengdao drafted was probably a text contract of this era. Zhao Fuxiang took it and took a look at it. The contract was very simple. Both parties invested money to establish a business. Li Zhengdao invested one thousand taels, Zhao Fuxiang invested five hundred taels, and each party held half of the equity. Of course,

Each person also gets half of the investment income. Li Zhengdao also specified that Zhao Fuxiang is responsible for providing technology and production, and he is responsible for marketing.

Although the contract was relatively simple, the various responsibilities were clearly written. After reading it, Zhao Fuxiang smiled and said, "Brother, there are some problems with your articles of association!"

Li Zhengdao thought there was something wrong with what he wrote, so he quickly asked: "Brother Zhao, are you dissatisfied with anything? I will change it now!"

"Brother, yesterday I only promised you half of the profits from sugar, but I didn't say that this company would give you half. But because I work so hard, I can give you one share of this company's shares!"

One point equals one percent. Li Zhengdao stopped working when he heard that. He was obviously the big one. Zhao Fuxiang only got 500 taels of silver. Although Zhao Fuxiang held the key technology, it was really too much to only give himself one point of shares.

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"Brother Zhao, you're too greedy! I paid a thousand taels, but you just got some skills. Aren't you responsible for the purchase of all raw materials and the marketing of sugar? Why only give me one share of the stock?"

Zhao Fuxiang saw Li Zhengdao getting angry and smiled and said: "Brother, I don't just have the technology to purify white sugar. I also have the silver mirror that can reflect a complete face. I also have cheap bricks and tiles, and hundreds of refined steel, which is the same as green salt."

Pure white and non-bitter refined salt, ridiculously low-cost liquor, can you afford these by yourself?"

Every time Zhao Fuxiang said something, Li Zhengdao's little heart beat a little. Not to mention bricks and tiles, with the war in the north now, the price of pig iron has risen to the sky, let alone refined steel. There is also a large amount of white salt that Guangdong and Guangxi need.

Goods, green salt as white as snow in the Ming Dynasty were all produced in the salt mines of Shaanxi and Sichuan. Now Sichuan is occupied by Zhang Xianzhong, and Shaanxi is also in chaos. The amount of green salt that can be shipped out every year is really limited. If this fat guy in front of me can really do it

Producing salt that is not bitter is definitely a good way to make money.

But what interests Li Zhengdao the most is the mirror. In the Ming Dynasty, there were already mirrors of later generations. However, this kind of mirror was not produced by the reaction of later generations of silver mirrors, but was actually plated with silver. At the same time, this mirror-making process was mastered by the Folang Machine.

In the hands of ordinary people, a palm-sized silver mirror would cost hundreds of taels of silver if sold to Southern Zhili. If such things could be manufactured in large quantities, this would be a hugely profitable business.

Li Zhengdao's eyes turned red when he was tempted by Zhao Fuxiang. He glared and asked, "Brother Zhao, are you really good at making silver mirrors like Fo Langji's?"

Zhao Fuxiang did not speak, but took out a mirror the size of a book from his pocket. This was the rearview mirror that Zhao Fuxiang took from the car.

Li Zhengdao took the silver mirror with trembling hands and found that the surface of this silver mirror was very smooth and the quality was far better than the silver mirror shipped by Fo Langji. If this silver mirror were sold in Guangzhou, it would be worth at least

Thousand taels of silver.

"Brother Zhao, this silver mirror is so smooth, and the portrait reflected in it is not deformed at all. The key is that such a large mirror has no flaws at all. It is really a rare and top-notch product!"

During this period, European mirrors used mercury to coat the back of the mirror. Because mercury is toxic, and due to process problems, there was no large enough flat glass, so the quality of the silver mirrors shipped from Europe varied. The mirror in Zhao Fuxiang's hand,

Not to mention selling them in Guangzhou, even if they are shipped to Europe, they sell for sky-high prices.

Zhao Fuxiang chuckled: "Brother, this kind of mirror can be mass-produced, and it can also produce a mirror as tall as a person. You said that you want to occupy half of the shares with only one thousand taels of silver. Isn't it a bit fanciful?"

Li Zhengdao nodded repeatedly: "Brother is right, but I only have one thousand taels of silver in my hand. I can't get more than one thousand taels of silver!"

In order to let Li Zhengdao work for him, Zhao Fuxiang naturally couldn't be too harsh on him. He smiled and said: "Brother, to be honest, your brother, who has a thousand taels of silver, really didn't notice it. If he hadn't come here for the first time, he wouldn't be able to find him.

People who know how to do business will not look for you, my brother! In this way, my brother will increase your shares to two points. Except for giving you half of the profit from sugar, you can get a five-cent commission on all other products. What do you think? "

What Zhao Fuxiang said was to give Li Zhengdao 5% of the profits from all goods. Although the proportion was small, if you consider that these goods were bulk goods such as salt and steel, this 5% became a lot.

Li Zhengdao thought for a while, if according to what Zhao Fuxiang said, this mirror can be sold for one thousand taels in Guangzhou, he can get fifty taels. If it is like what Zhao Fuxiang said, and the mirror can be mass-produced, then he can make a lot of money.

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Li Zhengdao nodded repeatedly: "Okay, please wait a moment, brother, I will draw up a new contract right now!"

Zhao Fuxiang looked at Li Zhengdao going out and cursed in his heart that there was nothing he could do. He knew nothing about this era and could only rely on profit to tie Li Zhengdao to his chariot. Although five percent looked like a small amount,

But in Zhao Fuxiang's mind, this company was going to develop into a giant enterprise like the British East India Company, and the profits for Li Zhengdao would be astronomical.

"We can only do this now. When we get stronger, we can force Li Zhengdao to spit it out!"

Li Zhengdao quickly brought the new contract. Zhao Fuxiang read it over and found nothing wrong. He signed his name on the back of the contract, and Li Zhengdao also signed his name.

Seeing that he was about to make a fortune, Li Zhengdao was very excited. He smiled and said: "Brother, what are you going to name this company? I have a suggestion, how about calling it Rongchang Hao?"

Zhao Fuxiang thought for a while and said, "Let's call it Nanyang Company!"

Company? Li Zhengdao often dealt with Fo Lang Ji Ren, and knew that the company was the name of Fo Lang Ji Ren's business. It is estimated that Brother Zhao came back from Nanyang and learned those things of Fo Lang Ji Ren, so he insisted on giving a foreign name.

Li Zhengdao didn't care what the name of the business name was. It was not his property anyway. Li Zhengdao filled in the words "Nanyang Company" at the front of the contract. Such a colonial company would be powerful in Nanyang in the future, a company engaged in commerce, smuggling, slave trading, and war.

Monster was established in a small business in Qiongzhou City.

After taking over the contract, Li Zhengdao copied several copies according to the original. Seeing Zhao Fuxiang's doubtful face, he smiled and said: "Brother, this contract must be filed with the prefect's Yamen, and at the same time, taxes must be paid every year!"

Zhao Fuxiang became interested when this was mentioned. He knew that the main tax revenue in the Ming Dynasty came from land tax, but commercial tax was only levied by the emperor. Now that he has established a company, he naturally has to ask.

"Brother, who pays this commercial tax? Is it the Shipping Department?"

Li Zhengdao was stunned when Zhao Fuxiang asked this question, and asked: "Brother, have you heard of Shibosi in Nanyang?"

"Yes, I heard it from the merchants who come and go!"

Li Zhengdao, the Shipping Secretary, was mentioned with a bitter look on his face: "Brother, you don't know something. The Shipping Division in Guangfu is managed by the father-in-law who came from the palace. These disabled people are short of things and are not mentally sound.

Taxation is really a big deal, and the businesses in Guangfu have been bullied miserably by them, but these guys have the emperor as their backing, and even the governors of Guangdong and Guangxi don't look down on them, let alone us small businessmen and hawkers!"

"But brother, please rest assured. The tax collection department here in Qiongzhou Prefecture is managed by the magistrate's office and has nothing to do with the Shipping Department in Guangfu. I only need to pay a few taels of silver every year! But I have to pay taxes privately.

The ambassador of Si is a red flower, otherwise these guys will come looking for trouble!"

It turns out that the concept of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau already existed in the Ming Dynasty. It seems that the Taxation Department is such an organization.

Zhao Fuxiang rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother, do you know the chief of the Taxation Department?"

"Chief? What I'm asking about is the ambassador of the Taxation Department?"

After receiving a positive reply, Li Zhengdao smiled and said: "What kind of officials are they? They are just tax collectors. The leader is an ambassador named Lin, who is not a good person! If my brother wants to make friends with some people in the prefect's yamen,

, I can recommend Mr. Zhao who is in charge of the household to my elder brother!"

Zhao Fuxiang didn't know the specific internal structure of the yamen in the Ming Dynasty. He thought that such an important position as the Taxation Department was also a seventh-rank official. Now that he heard that it was not the case, he couldn't help but become interested.

"Brother, what grade is this Master Zhao you are talking about?"

Li Zhengdao laughed: "Brother has not returned to the Central Plains for a long time, so it is normal for him to not know the rules in the government! This Master Zhao is not an official, he belongs to the Master Qianliang, and he and Master Pan, another person in charge of punishment, are both secret friends of the prefect!"

What the hell is this weird setting? The deputy mayor who manages taxation is actually a temporary worker. Zhao Fuxiang also knows why corruption was so common in ancient Chinese officialdom. These officials are all the staff of the chief official. If they don't receive a salary from the court, they are naturally not responsible to the court.

At this time, Zhao Fuxiang had the intention to rectify the officialdom in the future.

Of course, this is because Zhao Fuxiang is not familiar with the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty. In fact, these masters are not statutory officials. The deputy mayor of Qiongzhou Prefecture is called Tongzhi. It is just that these masters are close relatives of the prefect, so they are important. They are not deputy officials in the actual sense.

mayor.

Zhao Fuxiang watched Li Zhengdao finish writing the copied contract, then signed and pledged it, and then asked: "Brother, are you ready with the list I gave you yesterday?"

When Li Zhengdao mentioned the list, he was a little embarrassed: "Brother, it's easy to say that grains, brown sugar, etc. are available locally, and sweet potatoes are used to feed pigs. They are available in Xuwen County across from the brown sugar. It just takes some time to transport them here, but

It takes some time to prepare pig iron. After all, this thing is in short supply, and we still need to get through some government connections. It will take about a month to ship it!"
Chapter completed!