Chapter 10 The Strength of Sun Baohu

Thinking of the four words of industrial crushing, Wang Youzhen's breathing couldn't help but be a little heavier, and his blood was boiling inexplicably.

calmed down a little, and Wang Youzhen finalized the time and place of buying and selling spindles as quickly as possible.

and left the cottage as quickly as possible, and the longer they get along, the more likely they are to have flaws.

Fortunately, the buyer of the bulk spindle is Xiangma, and there is no need to go to the yamen to invite a public official, sign and draw a pledge under the witness of the public person, and make a stack order.

If you still have to go to the yamen, needless to say, some filial piety will have to be delayed for three or five days.

The palm of the plate personally sent Wang Youzhen to the door of the house, looked at the backs of several red-haired ghosts leaving, and suddenly said: "Arrange a clever brother to follow me." ”

The palm of the plate obviously did not trust Wang Youzhen, and out of prudence, he sent the ringing horses in the cottage to investigate the situation.

After saying this, the palm plate walked back to the justice hall in a good mood, and drank two glasses prepared tonight.

As soon as the palm plate lifted his feet and left, the little palm plate immediately arranged for a clever brother to follow, and before he could speak, Ma Liu took the initiative to take the next step.

It is not a good errand to investigate the situation behind the back of Western businessmen, and it is not good to eat and sleep well all day long.

Xiao Zhangpan didn't want to arrange his descendants to do this thankless errand.

If the Western merchants found out that someone was spying on them, the brother might be killed by the Western merchants.

Ma Liu took the initiative to take over this matter, but it saved him a worry, and the little palm nodded and signaled him to hurry up.

Ma Liu's face was full of flattery, nodding and bowing, as if he had gotten a good errand to give a gift to the yamen.

When Ma Liu left the village and followed the rugged and steep mountain road to the foot of the mountain, his flattery turned into resentment.

He didn't even bother to spy on the Western merchants, walked to the valley where the stables were located, and rode a fast horse in the direction of Yanchi Village.

A few days later.

The Sun family's house.

In a rather elegant side room.

Sun Baohu sat on an ordinary hardwood official hat chair, gently shaking the Oriental dance fan in his left hand, holding a cup of high crushed in his right hand, and drinking slowly.

Gao Sha said that it sounded good, but in fact, it was just the worst tea powder.

Porters, boatmen, and coolies often drank inferior tea for a penny and a big bowl.

Ma Liu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but be amazed, if he hadn't smelled the smell of tea leaves, he would have thought that he was drinking the best mustard tea from Songjiang Mansion.

That thing costs a whole two taels of silver a pound.

The days on the mountain are not easy, even the most inferior tea leaves, Ma Liu can rarely drink them, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Sun Baohu saw Ma Liu's greed, and gave him a cup of distress: "What's going on, tell me in detail." ”

Ma Liu hurriedly took a cup of high crush, drank it dry in one gulp, smacked his lips and said, "Sun Yuanwai is amazing." ”

"A few days ago, a red-haired ghost came to the mountain, and sold a lot of spindles to the palm plate for a pound of silver at a price of seven and a half cents of silver......

Ma Liu was about to add a few more words to highlight his great merit, so that he could receive a few more taels of silver from Sun Baohu.

Sun Baohu suddenly closed the Oriental dance fan and frowned tightly: "This is true." ”

Ma Liu saw that Sun Baohu didn't believe what he said, and immediately became anxious, and his voice was much louder: "It's true, this matter has spread all over the village. ”

"It is said that the palm plate can bring hundreds of thousands of catties of food to the village every year, and those little palm plates who have been careful have all stopped after hearing the news."

When Sun Baohu heard this, he was still a little skeptical.

It's not that he doesn't want to believe it, it's that the price is too low, unbelievably low.

The price of sevenths and a half percent of silver is just stuck on the cost line of all the yarn ingot workshops in the Ming Dynasty.

The cotton was said to be five cents a pound of silver, but it was the price of silver that the squires had received from the tenants.

The real price of cotton is about six and a half cents of silver.

In the process of spinning into spindles, including the rations of the spinning women, the damage to the spinning machines, etc., the cost price is about seven and a half cents of silver.

The price of the spindle sold by this Western merchant was just stuck at the cost price of sevenths and a half cents of silver, so that Sun Baohu had no room for bargaining.

If it is nine cents of silver and a catty, it is good to say, in order to snatch back the yarn ingot business, Sun Baohu can temporarily change the price of the yarn ingot to eight and a half cents of silver, or even eight cents of silver.

At least five cents of silver can be earned.

Now if you want to buy and sell the spindles, you can only lower the price of silver than seven and a half cents of silver.

But this is absolutely impossible, in this way, the more you sell, the more you lose.

Sun Baohu was silent for a bag of cigarettes, and slowly calculated the account in his heart, waiting for him to figure it out clearly.

Instead, he smiled.

Sun Baohu waved his hand and made a hidden gesture: "Go to the account and give Brother Ma ten taels of silver." ”

When Ma Liu heard that he had actually received a reward of ten taels of silver, he hurriedly surrendered his hand: "Thank you Master Sun for the reward." ”

Seeing this gesture, the steward nodded in understanding, and led Ma Liu to the backyard.

After a stick of incense, he waited until the steward came back and said casually, "I have been strangled to death." ”

Sun Baohu nodded and said, "Since those red-haired ghosts dare to rob our business. ”

"Then let's let them see what it means to have a life and death for Yanding."

When the steward heard Wen Xuan's words of life and death, he understood it again, but this time it was a rare smile of understanding.

In order to firmly control the salt class and prevent the salt masters from making trouble because of the exploitation too ruthlessly, the Sun family raised fifty or sixty family members.

These fifty or sixty family members are not engaged in production, and they practice martial arts every day, and they are all strong and ruthless characters.

In addition, the Sun family also has more than a dozen bird guns, which greatly enhances the strength of the Sun family.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is easy to destroy the family of the old man of the thorn king in Yanchi Village, and it is not a problem to kill the entire Yanchi Village.

Sun Jiaen has raised so many ruthless characters, and the steward is still a little uneasy, and asked: "Do you want to ask a few general flags from the military room to help." ”

When it comes to the general flags of the barracks, Sun Baohu has a headache, and the cost of asking them to make a move is not light.

A few years ago, there was a gang of horses selling spindles, and that gang had more than a dozen soldiers who had escaped from the border pass.

The strength is much stronger than the old man of the thorn king in Yanchi Village, and he has no choice but to ask a few general flags in the military room to help.

Sun Baohu spent a full five hundred taels of silver, and he was still distressed when he mentioned these things, and refused: "No need." ”