Those who have traveled from south to north to do business understand the truth that opportunities are fleeting. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info come early to eat meat, come late to drink the northwest wind. Along the way, the water and land were full of grain boats, and it can be seen that there are not a few people who want to get a piece of the pie after receiving the wind.

Li Chu only hoped that the boat boss hired this time would go faster, so that he could take a good time and take off the grain and rice in his hand at a suitable price.

It's not just shipping that can get to Guizhou.

Congjiang County is located in the southeast of Guizhou, at the junction of Guangnan West Road, thanks to the blessing of God, this year's wind and rain are smooth, and the grain and rice are abundant.

Song Qingnai is the largest grain merchant in Congjiang County.

At this moment, he was sitting on the ground next to the official road, gulping down the water in the water bladder.

Seeing that he was about to enter the boundary of Guizhou, behind him, hundreds of people looked at more than 170 carts of grain, and each sat down to rest.

Only a quarter of an hour later, the leader of the convoy whistled, beckoned people to get up and continue to walk forward, and did not forget to say: "All cheer up, if you can go to Guizhou City tomorrow, Song Ye will speak, one person will get two pieces of cloth and three strings of money!" ”

The convoy hurried slowly, and after walking seven or eight miles, it saw a long convoy stopped in front of it, blocking the official road so badly that it could not move at all.

One person stepped forward to inquire, and after a long time, he ran back and said, "There are more than a dozen cars in front of me that have overturned, blocking the middle of the road, and are on the road." He stammered, "I have been running forward for half a day, and I have counted, and there are thousands of grain trucks on this road alone. ”

As he spoke, he was surrounded by small traders, who drove donkeys, or mules, and ponies, all of whom were loaded with grain on their backs.

The convoy could not move, but these lone hawkers did not hinder, they drilled through the gaps in the carts, and some people walked in groups, shuffling their feet and chatting as they went, pointing at the convoy on the side of the road.

The cold wind was cold, but Song Qing was so anxious that his head was sweating.

He casually took out a sweat towel that he had used for two days, wiped it on his forehead and sideburns, and looked forward on his tiptoes, just hoping that his head could move.

Behind him came two small traders, one of whom was relatively tall, about forty years old, with a short beard, and a look at the dress he wore and the outfit he carried with him, and he knew that he was a sophisticated tooth wit. He said to a young man in his early twenties next to him, "I knew you were lazy like this, so I won't take you out this time!" Do you know how much more money you can make with one more trip? ”

The young man said a little unconvinced: "You are diligent, you have run back and forth several times, and you can't make as much money as Brother Zhang next door, people have a lot of vision, stay in Guizhou City and don't move, seeing that the price of food is rising day by day, you are running around, it is better to collect grain and resell it in the city in others!" ”

The old tooth took a sip and said, "Let your mother's stinky fart!" How much capital does Zhang Xiaosi have, and how much capital does our family have? With our little money, can you afford to collect food? How much is a bed in Guizhou City now? You keep it, you want to sleep on the street?? I don't have enough money to spend! ”

The two of them talked and talked, and the farther and farther they went, the voices became quieter and quieter. Song Qing pricked up his ears and listened to it all, and he was even more anxious. Half of his net worth is betting on these grains, and now he is about to arrive, but he is blocked in the middle of the road, don't get up early in the morning, catch up for a late market!

Fortunately, the convoy in front began to move after half an hour, and the next evening, Song Qing had already seen the gate of Guizhou.

The person who went to explore the road came back and reported the news, saying: "Uncle, there are still ten miles to go, let's hurry forward, we have to line up to enter the city, I will go and buy some food for the big guy and come back." ”

Song Qing waved his hand and said, "Buy anything to eat, don't buy it!" When I entered the city, I invited everyone to have a good meal, and it was hard all the way! ”

The person who came said with a bitter face: "There are eight or nine miles of road ahead, I will buy some dry food first, and when I enter the city, I am afraid it will be midnight." ”

Song Qing was surprised, he hit his horse and ran forward for three or four miles, and sure enough, the long queue began to line up from not far away, leading straight to the city gate, all of which were grain carts. He relied on himself to ride alone, and the distance was fast, so he started from the last car and counted all the way to the city gate, and when the count was completed, he calculated in his heart how much stone grain there was outside, and his mind couldn't help but chuckle.

The soldiers guarding the door were already shouting in front: "Those who have goods go to the left, those who have no goods go to the right, don't crowd!" ”

Song Qing hurriedly entered the city from the right, and while it was not dark, he hit his horse and went straight to the largest grain store in Guizhou City.

There was a long queue outside the grain store, all of them carrying rice on their backs to sell in bulk, looking at the clothes, many of them were nearby farmers, and some of them should be small merchants and hawkers who came to resell.

He counted the heads, and probably had a number in his heart, so he turned his head and sent the name post.

The men in the grain store hurriedly welcomed him into the door, and the big shopkeeper personally received him.

Song Qing exchanged a few words with the big shopkeeper, and then asked bluntly: "Third brother, you and I are our own people, and we don't beat around the bush, I have one hundred and eighty carts of fine rice here, what is the market price of Guizhou City now, and what is the price of your lord's family here?" ”

After speaking, he handed a purse to the other party's sleeve without a trace.

The big shopkeeper understood, coughed twice, and saw that there was no one in the guest room, and said in a low voice: "You might as well put it in your hand for two days, now the market has risen to 1,110 Wen 1 bucket, the yamen is 1,150 Wen 1 bucket, and we are here to collect 1,180 Wen 1 bucket, look at this market, there is still a rise." Our lord's family plans to collect another seven or eight days, and then start selling slowly. Whether it's a dragon or a worm, it's up to you! ”

Song Qing thanked him, turned his head and went out, and drove his horse to the wharf in Guizhou City, he threw dozens of dollars to a flower on the side of the road who asked for food, and asked the other party to help count how many grain ships were unloaded at the wharf from this time to tomorrow.

After doing this, he went to ask the price of the storehouse and lodging in the city, and then hurried out of the city.

After a long time, Song Qing's convoy was still only two or three miles away from the city gate.

The next day, after learning from Hanako that on this day alone, more than 300 grain ships had docked, he immediately went to the big shopkeeper and gave all the grain on hand at the price of 1,200 wen a bucket.

After getting the silver ticket, he invited the hundreds of servants in the car to have a good meal, and returned to Congjiang County with the empty car. Passing by the city gate, he met an acquaintance, so he stopped to say hello.

Wu Er, the landlord of Nanxi Mountain, was queuing up at the gate of the city with a grain cart, planning to store the collected grain into the warehouse in the city, and when he saw that it was Song Qing, he chatted with him with a smile. Knowing that the other party had sold out of grain and was rushing back, he was very surprised, and then he smiled, arched his hand, and praised: "Brother Tai is so courageous!" ”

Song Qing returned the salute and said, "Where is it, it's not as good as the Wu family's elder brother!" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, staggered past, and each scolded "stupid" in their hearts.