“…… Don't the squatters know? It's not me who really ruined the reputation of Song goods. ”

She avoided his hint to ask for a boat, leaned slightly, and reached out to pick up a finely embroidered sachet.

While playing with it in her hand, she looked at Ah Chi with a smile and said:

"The owner of the liao took me to the port to see the fake sachet back then, is there such a process?"

Ten years ago, whenever she had the opportunity, she pestered the master of the temple to take her down the mountain to the port.

At that time, Ah Chi didn't realize:

It was precisely because he often talked about the things of the Song boats and goods on the seaside that she felt that he liked these business things very much, so she begged the Lao master:

She came out with him every time.

He thought that she was just giving him a chance to see his parents.

Therefore, in order to repay her, he held her hand when he was in the port.

She knew that he was worried that she would be frightened when she first saw the huge Song boat, that she would be accidentally squeezed into the sea;

And when she saw Song Ren, he would catch up and talk, and he would follow her closely and tell her not to be taken away by the bad businessmen;

He would even remind her not to regard fakes as genuine when she was excitedly looking at all kinds of Song goods.

His eyesight surprised her, who didn't realize that there were fakes in ancient times.

At that time, fakes such as Bazhenzhai Tang cabinets were indeed made by Fuso craftsmen at the Yoshizumi Warehouse.

Merchants who are really familiar with Song goods are easy to distinguish.

But in her opinion, Ah Chi, a child who has never been to the Great Song Dynasty, also has such eyesight, which only shows that he is born with the agility of a businessman.

……

By the light in the room, his gaze fell on the purse in her hand.

His vision swept from the broken bridge of the West Lake and the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River connected by the Heling. I was speechless for a while.

He grew up near Chikushi Port since he was a child, and he knows the inside story of maritime trade better than Ji Qingchen, a fake local.

Of course, the fakes made by Xifang Jizhu Warehouse are far inferior to Tangfang. After all, her knock-off goods were first used by Tangfang craftsmen, and later used the Seiko craftsmanship of the Song people who moved from the north.

"It seems that the two stewards of Bazhen Zhai. Have you made the most of it? ”

He had long doubted it, but now when he saw her like this, he knew that he had not guessed wrong.

"Ten years ago, in addition to selling goods for Ba Zhen Zhai in Fuso, those two stewards were also responsible for searching for popular patterns in Fuso and sending them back to the head office. The old craftsmen of Fujian are all according to the patterns they sent back. Redesign Bazhen Zhai Tang goods. ”

It is not uncommon to order all kinds of popular goods combining Chinese and foreign goods according to the requirements of foreign businessmen.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Changsha kiln burned Arab export porcelain according to the order patterns of Arab merchants, and this kind of customized foreign trade business had begun.

The list of such ancient porcelains she had seen was endless.

He patted the fine makeup box. The figures depicted on the autumn moon jade platform of the fan are clearly Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei who are holding hands to watch the moon.

Such a design was of course designed by Fujian stewards who were familiar with the preferences of the Fuso aristocracy.

It was then made by the craftsmen of the Song Dynasty.

Bai Juyi is the most popular Chinese poem in Fusang.

When she saw that he had guessed, she smiled and did not answer, but talked about things that he did not know.

"It's not surprising to me that the Lao lord is now doing a big weapons business with the Kanto foot merchants. Who asked me to take me to Honglu Pavilion and tell me that there are many Song merchants there, that is, you, the lord of Liao? ”

She doesn't have memories of ten years ago......

Even though she is now fidgeting about Saburo's affairs, she hasn't had a chance to say anything for ten years. But I can't help but say it.

There may not be a chance in the future.

-- That was an apology 10 years ago.

Ji Mo, who was pricking up his ears, couldn't help but be shocked when he heard it, he didn't expect that the owner and this temple slave still had such a long-term relationship. It sounds like the owner of the house is a businessman who has been thinking about business since he was a child.

Ah Chi laughed, sarcastic. Road:

"That's right—you remember."

She looked at Ah Chi's pale face and sighed secretly in her heart.

Putting down the sachet, putting down the fan, and stacking the lattice, she said slowly:

"How could I have forgotten jì. A few days after I entered the temple, the Liao master knew that I had secretly gone to Master Kongming's room to peek at Hanshu. Just gave me an idea. It was you who told me that as long as I copied Han books and imitated Han paintings, I would definitely earn gold dust—"

She stared at Ah Chi.

looked at this person who gave her the idea to make money ten years ago and once coincided with her.

Ah Chi. In her eyes, she is far smarter than him Ji Qingchen, and she is a person who is born to do speculative business.

Although his dream in life is only to be a wild monk.

However, the shy ten-year-old boy in the memory. But because of her fault, she has become the pale face and indifferent eyes she is now.

and in his heart, there is a complicated and inexplicable mind that people can't guess.

――Ji Chenhu chose to support the Ping family, of course, Ah Chi made an idea for him.

Who knows if it's another bad idea?

It's the same as Ji Chenhu changing his surname.

"Later, when I sued the lord of Liao that I still had two younger brothers to support at the foot of the mountain, it was the lord of Liao who advised me to carefully make the old writing and pretend to be an ancient Chinese book. In this way, you can buy it from the smugglers outside the Honglu Pavilion and earn more gold dust......"

She spoke softly about the past.

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and there was a smile on his pale face.

But it was like the desperate cry of the shy boy at the beginning.

He still said calmly:

"That's true."

“……”

The tips of her fingers caressed the surface of the box to imitate Song paintings, staring at the expressionless Ah Chi,

"The first time I went to sell goods, I was spotted by the Dazaifu Koho Samurai who was patrolling and had two iron whips on his head. The injury is too serious to walk. Isn't it also the lord of Liao, you waited left and right and didn't wait for me, and let your parents go down the mountain to inform San Lang and ask him to look for me? Only then did Saburo get the news and carry me back to Zhuma Temple, so that he could take back my life-?"

He also looked back at her, and the smile on his lips did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he showed a cold and pale color, and said:

"I was only the owner of the house, you were too young and lost too much blood. So forget about all that. ”

That time was also the first time he and Saburo got acquainted.

"How dare you forget jì ......"

She slowly stood up under the porch, as if she didn't want to talk to him anymore,

"If the Lao Lord regrets that he helped me in the first place, I am ungrateful and did not rescue the Lao Master. Whatever the squatter wants me to suffer, I'll continue—"

Ji Mo listened to the cause and effect on the side, and guessed the things between them.

Now that he saw her standing up, he hurriedly stepped forward, intending to quickly escort her away from this obviously ill-intentioned old friend.

He finally understood that she had ignored San Lang's private soldiers outside the workshop all these years. It's completely because these private soldiers are taken care of by this Ah Chi.

She had just taken two steps when she heard Ah Chi's cold voice behind her, saying:

"It makes no difference whether you suffer or not. The troubles you have brought on yourself in the past ten years are enough for you. I just want to see. Now when you have to give up one of your precious brothers, who are you giving up? ”

With that, he jumped off the porch, and without saying anything more to her, he strode out to the courtyard gate.

The six Kudin and the little temple slave could not hear their conversation, so they also dispersed, and the little temple slave hurriedly stepped forward to open the door for him. And when he came to the door, he turned his head again and said:

"I don't want to pay attention to your brother and sister - I heard that you have a secret pact with the Ezo people. Now you don't need Saburo to protect Tang Fang for you. It's just that the ship you built in the Ezo harbor hasn't been doing business with the Jurchens in the East China Sea recently? Since you can trust Saburo, why don't you hand over such a big business to him? San Lang is also a great joy, and he can't sit still in the workshop, so you let him lead a few sea boats. Are you still reluctant? ”

She sighed inwardly, knowing that this was the only one who stopped her halfway. Really want to talk to her.

In any case, Saburo needed a boat to support the Heike.

And her ten boats. First of all, it is necessary to relocate the people to Taiwan in order to ensure that Tangfang is not guaranteed.

Then transfer in Taiwan to see if Da Song is safe enough. Will she be able to find enough settlement and household registration to allow the residents to move to Mingzhou, Quanzhou and other ports to live?

Before that, she couldn't give up the boat to Saburo right away.

She took a step forward and explained in a slow voice, saying:

"I ......"

"What's so good about the big Song boy?"

After all, Ah Chi took a step closer, and his originally cold eyes also had a trace of disdain when he looked at her.

"The kid surnamed Wang hasn't made you suffer enough? Three years ago, he sent someone back to Zhuma Temple to check on your past. I've covered it up for you. He just heard some unfounded rumors, and he can dump you to marry a Song woman. ”

He sneered,

"Is Chen Wenchang much stronger than him?"

She looked at Ah Chi for a long time, only to see Ah Chi impatient by her and frowned.

She laughed.

It was not easy for her to live in Zhuma Temple. Even if she had a clear shelter, the monks in charge wanted to ask her to sell grain and settle accounts.

It can be said that he gets along with her day and night.

The young monks took a fancy to her, and used money to lure and lure her, and asked her to support her to give birth to children for them outside the temple, and there was no less.

Even if she went down the mountain to build the Tang Fang, and went back to the temple to rent mountains and forests and open fields, she had to deal with the stewards and monks.

Not to mention all kinds of rumors in the temple.

Wang Shiqiang didn't hear a trace of wind. It's all because there is Ah Chi in the temple.

If I can talk to Ah Chi about this tonight, even if the generals of the Lou Mansion take the lead and take away the mailbox. She doesn't regret it.

It's a pity that Ah Chi, like San Lang, never thought about returning to the Great Song Dynasty at all.

"Wang Shiqiang is just deceiving me to stay away from the Great Song Dynasty, and Tang Fang's business must be with the Great Song Dynasty, he doesn't worry that I will turn against the enemy."

She could only try her best to explain, so that he could understand the reason why she didn't give the boat to Saburo,

"The East China Sea Jurchens of the Jin Kingdom have always had the habit of trading with overseas countries. Their products in Liaodong, the business relations between the tribes, and the selling price of their horse farms. I'll have to wait for Jiro to come back from Goryeo to find out—"

It's not that she didn't look for a future financial path for Tang Fang.

She also hopes that if Saburo has regular contact with the Jurchens who raise horses, he will know:

It is impossible for Ma Zhan to rely on him alone.

Ah Chi's eyes flashed slightly, revealing a look like "I already knew that it would be no good for you to kick Ji Chenlong to Goryeo to study". (To be continued)

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