On the second day of February, boats of all sizes can be seen everywhere on almost all rivers.

A small canopy boat tried to swim upstream on the Qiantang River, but fortunately it was a southwest wind today, and it was not small to borrow, but it did not arrive in Hangzhou until the afternoon.

"Pack your belongings, don't miss them!" The boatman shouted loudly at the bow of the boat, and a dozen men came out of the cabin with packages, including a young woman with a child, a strong man with rough hands and feet, and finally a wrinkled old man disembarking with a young man carrying a large bag on his shoulder.

"Uncle Tian, it's still here at dusk, and I won't accept it on the return trip." The boatman helped, "Tsk, the third uncle in the village has this ability, such a big muntjac, don't make a move if you don't have two taels of silver later!" ”

Tian San smiled, greeted his son and walked towards the market, but he was scolding: "A lazy ghost, you have been so lazy after going to Zhenhai for more than a month, and you haven't eaten enough whips?!" ”

Tian San's son muttered: "Who knew that you would be able to bump into this muntjac in the mountains in the morning, and you would have to get it to Fuyang to sell ......"

"Xiaoshan can only sell for one or two silver at most, why don't you run a few more steps, you lazy bones!" Tian San scolded, his face was full of wrinkles...... In later generations, it is said that sixty people believe it, but in fact he is only in his forties this year.

Xiaoshan later belonged to Hangzhou City, but in the Ming Dynasty it was in Shaoxing Mansion, and the county town could not sell at a price, either along the Xixing Canal to Shanyin Huiji, or along the Qiantang River to Fuyang, in comparison, it was natural that Fuyang could sell at a high price.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Tian San took his son all the way to the county office not far away, and finally found a fellow villager to make up a place to put out a yellow muntjac that was still alive in the bag, and the fresh spring bamboo shoots dug in the morning in another bag.

Yellow muntjac is not a particularly rare game, but live yellow muntjac in the market is rare, and soon someone will come up to ask the price? Tian San quoted a price of two or five dollars? They scared everyone away.

Two or five dollars is not much, but it is really not a small number in ordinary people's homes, almost equivalent to four stones of rice? About 600 catties in the future? A family of five has been able to eat for a few months!

"Huh? Live yellow muntjac. A middle-aged scribe stopped and looked at it curiously. How much? ”

Tian San glanced at the other party, and then looked at the other scribe beside the other party? Stretch out three fingers, "Three two." ”

"Zixiu ......" Zhao Zhenji stopped as soon as he opened his mouth, and Master Huang had already taken out the silver.

"This bamboo shoot is also good, quite fresh." Master Huang looked down, "Dong Weng, I have a good mouth tonight!" ”

The two of them went out of the house in civilian clothes, and someone followed them? Two men followed and carried the bamboo shoots and yellow muntjac.

Master Huang patted Huang Muntjac's head with satisfaction, "Dong Weng? Let's go. ”

"No need to go." Zhao Zhenji mouthed Nunu in the distance? "That Beacon Hill just left."

Beacon Hill naturally refers to Hai Jui? This Hai Qingtian is now famous in Hangzhou? So much so that many peasant households specially choose to set up stalls around the county government to buy and sell, once they encounter problems...... Hai Qingtian would rather wronged the big people than the small people.

Zhao Zhenji was very interested in this Hai Gangfeng, because he found it in the audit? Fuyang County is the only one who does not pay the usual amount of money to his superiors, either because he is very greedy and stupid, or he is very honest.

Zhao Zhenji thought for a while, turned around and squatted down to the stall just now and asked, "Today's February 2nd Spring Ploughing Festival, doesn't the old man go to the field to cultivate?" ”

Tian San's son glanced at Zhao Zhenji and muttered in his heart, "The elder...... Look at you, you may not be as old as your father!

Tian San grinned and showed his mouth with three missing teeth, "It's time, it's time, it's better this year, I sold this muntjac, and I can get more mulberry seedlings when I go back." ”

"Sang Miao?" Zhao Zhenji frowned, "Don't you grow rice?" ”

"I can't afford to grow rice." Tian San sighed, "A few years ago, my family planted mulberry trees and cotton, but unfortunately the days have not been peaceful in recent years...... In the end, they had to cut and plant rice instead. ”

Speaking of this, Tian San's eyes flashed with tears, and the family was crying when he cut down the mulberry tree.

"Growing rice is at most starvation." On the side, Tian San's son complained: "There is also a ...... Not to mention adding a few clothes for the New Year, even salt and oil are reluctant to use it on weekdays! ”

"The grain hurts the peasants?" Master Huang muttered in a low voice.

"But this year it's better." Tian San rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his black hand and said with a smile: "Many people come to the village to harvest mulberry leaves and cotton, and this year the family has rented a few acres of land, all of which are planted with mulberry trees and cotton, and they are also preparing to raise silkworms, and the sale of silkworm cocoons is another sum." ”

Zhao Zhenji frowned, if all the farmers in the southeast were like this, food would become a big problem.

Master Huang is a native of Zhejiang, and asked: "Mulberry seedlings and cotton seeds are not cheap, how much can the old man buy?" Young silkworms are not sold everywhere. ”

"I don't need to buy it." Tian San's son rushed to say: "Someone gave us credit, but the cocoons could only be sold to them." ”

"You know!" Tian San reprimanded unhappily.

"Daddy, if it weren't for the fact that my son heard in Zhenhai that he could give young silkworms on credit, you wouldn't know about it in the village."

"Zhenhae?" Master Huang asked with interest, "You went to Zhenhai?" Do you sell goods? I heard that there is now a market for trade, and it is very lively. ”

Tian San and his son shook their heads in unison, and said in unison: "The government conscripted conscripts to build roads." ”

"But it's not a batch, Xiao Lao'er was in June last year, and he was in October last year." Tian San sighed: "Conscription is done once every few years, which time is not to bring your own dry food, in case you fall ill, there is a chance that you will die in a foreign land, but this time...... I've never heard of it! ”

Master Huang glanced at Zhao Zhenji, smiled and said a few words, and then wrapped the bamboo shoots on the ground, and then Tian San continued.

"Every day is rice polishing, there is a meal of fish and meat every two days, although the work is tiring, but the food is good, and no one scolds ......"

"Who said there was no ......"

"That's your lazy bones, hiding in the corner and sleeping in the sun, who will you smoke if you don't smoke?!" Tian San gave his son a look at the back of his head, "He went in October, and he mixed a winter coat."

Zhao Zhenji's eyes fell on the young man's body, the style was a little strange, and the stitches were not delicate, but they were bulging and looked very warm.

"It's the day I was whipped ten times...... Tian San's son said with a smile: "Everyone else has finished work, and I'm still in the dark, and I happened to meet a big man who came to inspect, and I was rewarded with a winter coat, what is this called......

"Seon is not blessed." Master Huang smiled: "Have you met any big people?" It can't be money cutting off heads, right? ”

Tian San's son said regretfully: "But there is no such blessing, he is the owner of the Wufeng ship." ”

"Speaking of which, the owner of the Five Peaks is not a wolf, right?" Tian San touched his head.

"Daddy, of course not." Tian San's son pouted and said, "The Japanese are here to rob, which one have you ever seen who gives food and clothing?" The rice and fish on the construction site were all bought by the owner of Wufeng! ”

Zhao Zhenji and Master Huang glanced at each other, and they both knew in their hearts, not to mention polishing rice and fish, Wang Zhi also paid silver to build a wharf, but later deducted tax silver.

Master Huang sighed, speaking of which, in the years between the 30th and 32nd years of Jiajing, the life of the people was the best.

Zhao Zhenji also sighed, but he didn't expect Wang Zhi's reputation among the people to be good.

At the end of the day, Zhao Zhenji began to think about whether to bypass Hu Zongxian and Qian Yuan and contact Wang Zhi directly.

There is no doubt that Wang Zhi is the most critical person, who was recruited to surrender, offered Xu Hai's head, and set up a city for trade.

But in Zhao Zhenji's opinion, Wang Zhi is likely to be the easiest person to break through, as long as he can break through Wang Zhi, the secret between Hu Zongxian, Qian Yuan and Wang Zhi will be completely exposed in front of Zhao Zhenji.

Stretched out his hand and pressed down on the ground, squatting down for too long, Zhao Zhenji's legs were sore, and Master Huang was counting the money, wrapping all the dozen or so spring shoots left on the ground.

"Stupid!" Tian San took the copper plate and bumped his elbow against his son, who was staring at his son not far away.

"Daddy, that's the owner of the Five Peaks."

With these words, Zhao Zhenji turned his head with bright eyes, and a middle-aged man with slightly white sideburns and square head and big ears was strolling around with great interest, and the entourage around him threw out a few dimes of broken silver from time to time to buy something.

This is Wang Zhiwang Wufeng, the largest maritime business leader in the southeast in the past ten years?

Although Wang Zhi was not directly involved in the raiding of the coastal areas, many of his maritime merchants attacked the coast, and after the Battle of Ligang, he was recognized as the most powerful leader among the Japanese pirates.

Receiving Zhao Zhenji's eyes, Master Huang walked away lightly, and after a while, the two men followed Wang Zhi from afar, watching the group cross the Qiantang River and settle down in an inn in Qiantang County.