Chapter 35: Breaking the Dog Food Bowl (Part II)

Originated in Shanxi, Jufeng silver can be economically developed, silver number in the city of Beijing to gain a foothold, relying on three magic weapons, the first magic weapon is of course credit, although the previous bosses are all sonorous people, but everyone has the word credit as a god, holding the silver ticket of the silver number, not only can be in the silver number of the five provinces of the sixteen branches of the silver number at will to withdraw the silver two, but also to get other silver numbers to extract cash, only this point, there is no second silver number to compare.

The second magic weapon of Jufeng Silver is security, located in the Yongxing Street of Donghua Gate, the Jufeng Silver Treasury, with more than 700 Kuding protection, tightly guarded, no less than the official treasury of any state and county in the country, since the opening of the capital during the Wanli period of the previous dynasty, there has been a theft, not to mention that the silver treasury was robbed. Therefore, not only the merchants and wealthy people like to deposit the silver into the Jufeng Yinhao, but even the economic exchanges between the dignitaries and nobles like to use the silver ticket of the Jufeng Yinhao, as for the subordinates to bribe and give gifts to the superiors, the silver tickets to the Jufeng Silver are even more hidden and safe, and the boss can really get the silver, which is really the best choice.

As mentioned earlier, the first two magic weapons of Jufeng Yinhao, the third magic weapon of Jufeng Yinhao, that is, the most critical magic weapon is the counterfeiting technology of silver tickets, even if Wu Sangui is in Beijing's pervasive intelligence network, it can only be found that Jufeng Silver is the use of secret seal anti-counterfeiting, the first secret seal has twelve words, representing the twelve months of the year; The second code word is thirty words, representing the thirty days of the month; Then the third code word represents the amount and place of the deposit, which together is how many taels of silver were deposited when and where. The secret seal code is changed every once in a while, and it is kept by the successive bosses of Jufeng Yinhao, and others have no way to know, and naturally there is no way to forge it, and there has never been a case of fraudulent payment in a hundred years, and the unique anti-counterfeiting technology is indispensable.

Relying on these three magic weapons, Jufeng Silver is invincible in the capital silver, and naturally controls the economic circulation of the people and officialdom in the capital, and has become the first choice for dignitaries and wealthy businessmen to deposit silver. But what no one expected was that on the eleventh day of the first month of the eighth year of Kangxi, a huge and dirty black hand shrouded the head of this century-old Jufeng Yin, and the first place where the black hand fell was actually the silver kitchen of Jufeng Silver outside Donghua Gate......

It happened that after breakfast, all the Kuding were full of food and drink and went to stand guard duty, but the master and the little handyman in the kitchen were busy preparing lunch for them, carrying firewood and water, washing dishes and pots, and being very busy. In the meantime, the first thing to investigate in the kitchen is whether the kitchen is enough, not to see it, but it's okay, at a glance, Dong Datou suddenly scolded angrily, it turned out that when he was busy in the morning, I don't know who poured half a bucket of swill into the sauce jar by mistake, and the remaining half of the sweet sauce in the kitchen was completely ruined, and the seasoning for cooking at noon was also soaked in the soup.

"Are you blind? How do you pour swill into a sauce jar? Dong was so angry that he slapped the table and slammed the bench and shouted: "What do you fry the shredded pork in Beijing sauce at noon?" Hundreds of brothers have long been complaining that our dishes are out of oil and water, and it is rare for the big boss to be kind enough to let his brothers open meat, how to cook now? "Qian Cheng, the owner of Jufeng Yinhao, nicknamed the first iron rooster in Beijing, is a master who takes off his shoes when he encounters a puddle and borrows an umbrella when he meets a rain, and it is indeed rare to send a kindness to Kuding to eat meat, and this meal of shredded meat with Beijing sauce is still won by Kuding shouting for a few days.

Dong scolded nearly two pillars of incense, but none of the cooks and servants in the kitchen admitted to doing this, but the chef seemed to remember that a Kuding had entered the kitchen, but the kitchen was too busy at the time to see his appearance, let alone his actions, and he was not sure that he did it. Dong Dagang had no choice but to put down his work and take a small handyman with him, and personally drove the car to the market to buy sweet sauce - Dong Dagang would not give others the opportunity to take kickbacks from it.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when he arrived outside the Wangjia Oil and Salt Shop, where Dong and his gang often bought spices, Dong and his gang just wanted to get out of the car, when a middle-aged man who 'happened' to pass by suddenly greeted him and said, "Brother Dong, are you out to buy things again?" Dong Da squinted his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, and saw that he was dressed as a businessman, but he couldn't remember seeing him there, so he had to hum politely: "Oh, I'm out to buy sweet sauce." ”

"Buy sweet sauce? Come to my shop. The middle-aged man blinked his eyes, revealing a shrewd look unique to a businessman, and leaned in front of Dong and everyone and whispered: "Brother Dong, I heard that the Wang family will give you a rebate of one percent, if Brother Dong changes to take care of the brother's small shop in the future, the brother will give you a rebate of three percent, and the filial piety will never be lower than that of the Wang family during the New Year's holidays." ”

"Is your seasoning of good quality?" Dong Dagang glanced at the middle-aged man suspiciously, and said that the profits of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are not high, and if you give a rebate of 30%, the goods will be defective. The middle-aged man smiled, patted his chest and said, "Brother Dong, see where you said you went?" Do you dare to give it to you? You can rest assured, no matter oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, you can use it first and pay later, and if the quality is not good, the younger brother will not charge a penny. After that, the middle-aged man pouted again: "Brother Dong, my Wujia oil and salt shop has also been open in the capital for fifteen years, you go and take a look, you will leave if the goods are not good." ”

"Wu family's oil and salt shop?" Dong thought about it for a while, and in his memory, there was indeed such a store in the capital, and it had indeed been open for more than ten years, but he had never dealt with it before. Dong nodded and said, "Okay, let's go and see your goods first." But I said ugly things in the front, the goods are not good, you don't want to give them to me for nothing. The middle-aged man replied with a smile on his face: "Brother Dong, don't worry, you are satisfied, my brother's shop is not far in front, and my brother will show you the way." ”

When I arrived at the Wujia Oil and Salt Shop with a long history, the quality of the sweet sauce could not be regarded as reluctant - because the quality was exactly the same as the expensive Liubiju sweet sauce, and the Dong people were not satisfied with the bones in the eggs. However, the Dong guy still didn't believe that the middle-aged man who sold such a good product would really give a kickback of 30%, and just wanted to confirm, the middle-aged man who was bold and easy to make friends said again: "Brother Dong came to the shop for the first time, the little brother is not respectful, even if this vat of sweet sauce is given by the younger brother, you don't have to pay." ”

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Dong was overjoyed and scolded himself for not coming to this store to buy things earlier. The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Why are you embarrassed?" The younger brother will have to take care of the eldest brother in the future, and if the eldest brother does not accept it, it proves that the eldest brother does not want to take care of the younger brother's business in the future. ”

Having said that, Dong Datou would be embarrassed if he didn't accept himself anymore, and promised that after Jufeng Yinku's future oil, salt, sauce and vinegar were all ordered in Wujia Oil and Salt Shop, Dong Datou finally left happily with the vat of sweet noodle sauce. Before leaving, the middle-aged man also forced Dong and the others to stuff two jars of Shaoxing's daughter red, and the little handyman brought by Dong and the others also got a reward of 200 Wen, which can be said to be very happy. But the happiest person is still the middle-aged man who is generous and bold, as soon as Dong Da and the others left, he happily slipped into the back hall and said to Wu Lu, who was already waiting in the back hall: "Go and report to the world, the vat of Liubiju sweet sauce mixed with leaking medicine was successfully sent out." ”

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Although in the past two days, Wang Xu, the head of the household department, has 23,000 taels of relief silver presented by Wu Yuanming, if all of them are used on the heads of the refugees, they can let nearly 100,000 refugees in Beijing drink gruel for ten days and half a month, so that they will not freeze and starve to death. But there are not many Qing officials like Wang Xu in Beijing after all, and the disaster relief money is not from the imperial court, and the officials in the household department and Shuntianfu who have green eyes when they see the silver are even more unscrupulous when they stretch out their hands, and they are deducted layer by layer all the way, and the eight thousand taels of silver that Wang Xu pulled out in advance were all used up after only one day's porridge for the refugees, so angry that Wang Xu is blood pressure increased, his eyes rolled white, and he almost couldn't breathe down. If it weren't for the busy official work in the household department in the New Year, Wang Xu would really want to go to the porridge shed to give porridge in person, so that the hard-won silver would be completely used on the heads of the refugees.

After the morning court, wearing the only set of old official clothes without patches in the family's clothes, Wang Xu stopped Jin Zhengque, the right attendant of the household department, outside the Yangxin Palace, and pulled out the five thousand taels of silver tickets given to him by Wu Yuanming from his sleeve, and said with a sigh: "Lord Jin, Wang has something to ask you, you see, the northwest wind has not stopped blowing since yesterday to today, and the snow is falling one after another, and the refugees outside the Hade Gate are going to have a hard time, these five thousand taels of silver are the prince of Pingxi who asked me to transfer the refugees, but the emperor will call me to ask for questioning. I would like to ask you to go and make a hard trip, exchange the five thousand taels of silver for food, and arrange for the twelve porridge shacks outside the Hade Gate to be placed for the refugees. ”

"Lord Shangshu's orders are a matter of doing good and accumulating virtue, how dare the villain obey?" Jin Zhengque stared at the silver ticket in Wang Xu's hand, and replied with a heroic and righteous face. But Wang Xu did not immediately hand the silver ticket to Jin Zhengque, and said bitterly: "Lord Jin, don't be angry if Wang says a few unpleasant words, at present, the imperial court is tight on money and is unable to come forward for disaster relief, this silver is not easy to come by, Wang wants to ask you to exchange this silver for food and put it in the hands of the victims, don't learn from the left waiter of the household department, eight thousand taels of silver, and there is no porridge for only one day for the refugees." ”

"Of course, Lord Shangshu can rest assured." Jin Zhengque's face was full of seriousness, and he said impassionedly: "Lord Shangshu loves the people like a son, is honest and self-controlled, and is exactly what the lower officials are learning!" The lower officials must take the adults as an example, be loyal to the monarch and love the people, not afraid of sacrifice, overcome all difficulties, be anxious about what the refugees are anxious about, and think about what the refugees think! The refugee's life-saving money was exchanged for food, and all the grains were delivered to the refugees one by one. ”

"Then I'll be relieved." Wang Xu sighed insincerely, Wang Xu didn't know if his left and right attendants were not fuel-efficient lamps, what Wang Xu expected was just that Jin Zhengque was not as greedy as Ge Qian, and could spend a little more money on the heads of refugees.

"How much did the fool take out this time?" As soon as Wang Xu rushed to the Wuying Hall on his front foot, Ge Yan, the left attendant of the household department, sneakily drilled into the side of the right attendant Jin Zhengque and asked. Kim Zhengque smiled and showed the silver tickets, the 5,000 taels of silver tickets were drawn 2,000 each, and the remaining 1,000 were used by a household department to buy grain for the steward of the porridge shed. Of course, there is the example of the two great servants of Jin Ge, and the pen paste style inevitably put five hundred taels in his pocket, and then the steward, purchaser, and servant of the porridge shed...... In short, in a word, the 5,000 taels of silver tickets were still exchanged for grain and distributed to the refugees who were waiting to be fed.

"The porridge is gone, it's all gone. Disperse, disperse. ”

In the cold and windy ice and snow, in the porridge shed outside the Harder Gate, the soldiers of the soup soup bowl waved the porridge spoon of the tea bowl, and shouted and drove away the tens of thousands of refugees who were looking forward to the soup kitchen. These days, all their hopes for survival are pinned on the big porridge spoon in the hands of the soldiers, hoping to get a bowl of gruel like clear water to save their lives, but now that their hopes are shattered, they don't know how long they will have to wait for a new hope of survival.

"Master Jun, my family of six hasn't eaten for two days, please scrape the pot again and scrape a little rice grain for me." There were also refugees who did not give up and squeezed to the side of the pot with broken bowls to plead, but to their disappointment, the iron pot more than one person wide was empty, and there were few rice grains left. Just this grain of rice, there are countless refugees rushing forward to fight, fighting for rice grains and shabu-shabu water, the scene is chaotic and desolate.

"There is a new porridge shed on Yongxing Street in Donghua Gate! And porridge! Just when the refugees were hungry and cold, someone in the group shouted, and then a new shout sounded, "There is porridge on Yongxing Street in Donghuamen!" And porridge! Hearing this voice, the refugees who were so hungry that they didn't have the strength to consider whether the news was true or false became commotion, and the refugees, who were already so hungry that they couldn't stand steadily, didn't know where to come out, and struggled to rush in the direction of Donghuamen, the dense crowd was very scary, and there were still people in the refugee group shouting from time to time, "There is porridge on Yongxing Street in Donghuamen!" There is something to eat! ”

"Go back, go back, don't go into the city!" The soldiers guarding the Hade Gate dared to let so many refugees into the city, and while raising knives and guns to stop the refugees, they asked the city gate official whether to close the city, but at this critical moment, the responsible Hade Gate city gate official disappeared. After a little hesitation, a few strong men wearing tattered clothes and mud all over the refugees had already come out, and took the lead in overthrowing the rejection of the refugees, smashing over a few soldiers in front of the city gate, and countless refugees took the opportunity to pour into the city.

"Oh no, the city gate official has been killed in the latrine!" The city gate officer in charge of guarding Hade Gate was finally found, but it turned into a corpse still with residual warmth, and at this point, who else could not understand the soldiers guarding Hade Gate, this is someone deliberately inciting refugees to make trouble? But when they realized that it was too late, tens of thousands of refugees had already poured into the Hardmen Gate, and the guards were being pushed out of the crowd......

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up and inform Lord Wu, the Admiral of the Nine Gates, and ask him to send troops to suppress the victims!" The new prefect of Shuntianfu, who rushed to hear the news, saw the black crowd of refugees, and knew that with more than 100 servants in his hands, he could no longer stop it, so in order to keep the eight and a half catties around his neck, he had to send someone to Wu Liuyi, the commander of the Nine Gates, for help. But what he didn't know was that Wu Liu, the commander of the Nine Gates, was unable to provide him with support for the time being-Wu Liuyi's great benefactor, Cha Yihuang, was suddenly kidnapped by two men in black at home about half an hour ago, and now Wu Liuyi was sending a team of soldiers in his hand to search for the whereabouts of Cha Yihuang and the kidnapper, even if Wu Liuyi could ignore the life of his benefactor, it would be too late to gather an army to rescue......