The fleet was repaired in Yangzhou, not repaired, because a large part of Lingnan people can not adapt to the cool autumn weather in Yangzhou, September here is already comparable to the coldest season in Lingnan, many people have symptoms of cold and typhoid, so the whole fleet stopped to treat them, it is inevitable to buy some clothes, Sun Xiangfu planned to sell those leather boots in Yangzhou do not need to be sold directly, directly take it to everyone to wear, a delay of a day, the next day is free, Sun Xiangfu came to the farm outside Yangzhou.

Lu Quanyou looked forward to the stars and the moon and finally gave Sun Xiangfu to hope, and basically didn't care about it after the dogwood was planted, so in the past half a year, he just burned clay pots in Yangzhou, more than 200 households, more than 1,000 people, burned for half a year, and the finished products were almost piled up into a high mountain, but I didn't see any use.

"All of them! You're going to be busy. Sun Xiangfu smiled and glanced at Lu Quanyou, who was full of charcoal, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I've been waiting for this day for too long, village chief, just tell me what you're busy with! Luoyang's Erniu and Yizhou's Ma Zhong have produced, just me, planted a bunch of dogwood, and did not give it to takeaway, so many people ate and drank, all of which were spent on the old capital brought from the village, and there must be no dividends at the end of the year. ”

There is no food in the field, except for some fish cages, Yangzhou's farms can be said to have no output, Sun Xiangfu is not allowed to shorten the food and drink of the villagers, this more than 1,000 people have eaten for more than half a year, naturally it costs a lot, watching others make money at home, but they are spending money outside, Lu Quanyou is naturally not a taste in his heart.

"Don't worry, there will be everything, tomorrow, organize people, organize cars, go to the dock to pull spices and salted fish, this time I brought you two boats of salted fish, six thousand stones, you all chopped into pieces, added to the soybean paste made later, sealed with clay pots, in the future, your farm will mainly do this work."

Lao Gan Ma even in later generations, but also made a world-class township enterprise, not to mention that in this era, Sun Xiangfu has designed three products for this industry in different grades, one of the most common is the soybean paste with diced salted fish with dogwood, and there is an upgraded version of these soybean paste with various spices, the most luxurious is of course the canned sea fish with more fish than soybean sauce, the fish used are small sea fish without thorns, the taste is very particular, even in Wangjiang Tower, it is also a delicious dish that can be served on the table.

The finished product of salted fish and bean sauce Sun Xiangfu has been tried in Lingnan, the taste is absolutely delicious for people in this era, just eat the sauce can also be eaten, and can be used as a seasoning into the dish, and the price is not too expensive, the farmers who have lived at home have basically bought it, Yangzhou Farm has been gathering momentum for more than half a year, just waiting for this to break out.

After distributing the secret recipe and some of the work to be done later, Sun Xiangfu rushed to the mansion of the warrior Tong in the city, and in Yangzhou, he was still the official in charge.

"Ying Gong seems to have eaten a lot of wine."

In front of the desk in the study, Sun Xiangfu looked at the samurai who was sitting opposite him.

"Hehe, the old man is now a magistrate, and if he is passing by, he naturally wants to be entertained." The red-faced warrior Tong smiled indifferently, but there was a little loneliness in his expression.

When he was in Chang'an before, he hadn't looked at Wei Shuhuan and Li Gongyan with his eyes, and the officials were not at the same level at all, but now! As soon as they came, they still needed him, an old man with a grade above them, to greet them, and there was inevitably a gap in his heart.

"In fact, Ying Gong doesn't have to be so careful, the more worried people are, the more physically and mentally unhealthy, and it is easy to accumulate depression and become ill!" Sun Xiangfu persuaded from the side.

Wu Shi Tong is not a mediocre person, he is very smart, but some smart people are mistaken by smart, smart people often trust their own judgment, so when he mislooked at Li Shimin, he was destined to be in a bad mood for the rest of his life.

"Okay, the old man knows that you are not here to chat, let's talk about things!" Samurai Tong said straightforwardly.

"I want to know the situation of soybeans on the market in Yangzhou." When Sun Xiangfu heard this, he didn't turn around and asked directly.

"After the autumn, the soybean harvest in Yangzhou is bumper again, the average yield per mu is nearly four stones, of course, with this harvest, the price of soybeans has also fallen to eighty wen one stone, but the market squeezes too much inventory, but there are few people who buy, in order to avoid ordinary people because the price is too cheap and damaged, Yangzhou government from the hands of the people to buy 1.5 million stones, has been included in the official warehouse, in addition, there are almost two million stones of your food supervision department, as for the market, there are at least three hundred to five million stone soybeans, basically Tun

Waiting for sale in the warehouses of those family landlords. ”

Hearing this data, Sun Xiangfu was a little surprised, he had heard that the land of Huainan was fertile, but he didn't expect that it would be like this, only one state land, one season can grow seven or eight million stone soybeans.

"The Food Supervision Department received two million stone soybeans? Lin Wenfu has such a lot of courage? ”

After only walking a little, Sun Xiangfu felt that something was wrong, you know, even if the tofu of the Food Supervision Division is sold well, it will not be able to use up two million stone soybeans, and the population of Yangzhou will eat more than 1,000 stone beans a day, which is thousands of stone tofu, hundreds of thousands of catties, enough for each family to eat one or two catties.

How much is 2 million stones? Every month, he beats 50,000 stone of soybean tofu, which is enough for all the people of Yangzhou to eat for more than three years.

"Hehe, your subordinate Lin Wenfu has received a lot of food invitations from the four major families, and he has taken a lot of benefits!" Samurai Tong smiled.

The Food Supervision Department is not a royal court yamen, but an industrial institution of the royal family, so even if Wu Shi Tong knows about these situations, he can't care about it, but he is angry with Sun Xiang.

"Short-sighted, I see how he can consume these two million stone soybeans."

Sun Xiangfu broke a sentence, but he didn't dwell on this issue, and said, "Now, I want to start a soybean industry in my farm in Yangzhou, and I want to harvest a batch of soybeans, what do you think is the right price?" ”

"If the amount is large, the old man estimates that sixty wen and one stone will be sold, you know, as long as the imperial court decree is not revoked, the old man can still let them plant soybeans in the fields next year."

This is the benefit of having a policy, Wu Shi Tong is not afraid of the impeachment of the four major families in the court, he came to Yangzhou specifically to do these things.

And for the imperial court, Yangzhou's soybean planting is a great thing, soybeans can be used as soybean products, or the main material for raising horses, more soybeans, the price has dropped, and the cost of raising horses in the imperial court has also decreased, the same investment, can support more war horses, cavalry, Li Shimin is naturally happy to see, so, as the landlord of the Huainan family, now can only eat this bitter fruit with their heads stuffy.

"Hehe, sixty wen? It's too high, now the price of grain in many places has dived, and it can only be sold for more than 100 yuan and one stone, now, if anyone can buy the backlog of soybeans in their hands, who is their savior, I feel that this price can be pressed again, I don't know if I can ask Ying Gong to help, and ask their several big families to come out and talk. ”

After the grain of the Tang Dynasty arrives in the Zhenguan Dynasty, it will decline in a stepwise manner, which is related to Li Shimin's political ability, under his rule, the officials ruled Qingming, and there were few people in the land, and there was no major defeat, and after the difficult times of the first few years, no one was worried about eating at all.

"It's not a difficult thing, tomorrow at noon, Chunjiang Tower!"

No matter how Wu Shi Tong said, it is also the long history of Yangzhou power, no matter how good the four families are, they dare not give him face, they only need a message, and the people of those families will arrive tomorrow.

"In addition, there may be a large amount of shipping expenses in the farm, and a wharf will be built for their own use, and please allow them to build it for their own convenience."

Yangzhou waterways are crisscrossed, and the farms outside the city are naturally waterfront, but the wharf is related to the imperial court tax, and it is not something that can be built by a private person, especially the cargo throughput of the wharf that Sun Xiangfu wants to build in the future may be very large.

"Since it is a self-use wharf, then after reporting to the yamen, you can pay a certain fee." The warrior nodded, that is, he would help with this.

Sun Xiangfu was a little embarrassed to make such a request to Wu Shi Tong but didn't give him half a benefit, so he said, "I want to give 10% of the output of Yangzhou Farm to Ying Gong, I don't know if Ying Gong is willing to laugh at it?" ”

Wu Shi Tong didn't say to accept it, nor did he say that he wouldn't accept it, Sun Xiangfu took it as his acquiescence, in the case that the local forces in Yangzhou were not credible and he had no foundation, Sun Xiangfu could only rely more on Wu Shi Tong.

"By the way, the old man has recruited some people for you before, and those people are all raised in the old man's mansion for white rice! Would you like to meet? ”

"Well, in a few days, I will return to Chang'an in the next day, so let's take this opportunity to take a look!"

Speaking of this, Wu Shi Tong sent someone to pass the order, and a group of singing and dancing artists and servants were soon gathered by the housekeeper of the house, and when Sun Xiangfu and Wu Shi Tong came to the middle courtyard, there were already two or three hundred people gathered here, but it was very lively.

Sun Xiangfu didn't test these artists one by one, roughly let them show their strengths, and knew what they lacked, what kind of training they needed to give, and after that, he would take all these people to Luoyang, and in the Luoyang branch, follow the artists who came from the Chang'an head office to learn, which takes at least half a year cycle, so these people don't need it this year.

There was such a big movement in Wufu, which naturally alarmed many people, and two little girls of three or four years old came to the middle courtyard to watch the excitement.

"What a spiritual little girl, but Ying Gong's daughter?"

Sun Xiangfu looked at the two little girls who were holding the lower legs of the warrior Tong and looked timidly into the crowd.

"Hehe, this is the old man, the eldest daughter Shunniang and the second daughter Mei Niang, I haven't seen your eldest brother Sun yet." When the samurai saw his two daughters, he said with a rare happy smile.

The older Shunniang may be shy, but she owes Sun Xiangfu the appearance of an adult, but the younger Mei Niang doesn't recognize life at all, and runs to Sun Xiangfu and pulls his sleeve and says, "Brother Sun hug." ”

Hearing this, Sun Xiangfu Waner, it turned out that this girl was tired of standing and watching the artists perform, but when she thought that she was holding the only queen in history, Sun Xiangfu felt honored, but his butterfly had already used her wings to fan the world to pieces, and she didn't know if she could still be the empress.

"Brother, you smell so good."

Before Sun Xiangfu got on his body, Wu Meiniang's little nose twitched.

Sun Xiangfu then remembered that he was carrying a lot of agarwood ornaments, such as bracelets, belt buckles, and a piece of agarwood carving hanging around his waist, so he simply took it off and handed it to Wu Meiniang's hand and said, "This agarwood carving pendant should be a gift from my brother to you!" ”

Wu Meiniang took the wood carving pendant as a matter of course, and said happily, "Oh, Mei Niang has a meeting gift, but the eldest sister doesn't." ”

Well, since it was given to Wu Meiniang, of course, Wu Shunniang could not be missing, so Sun Xiangfu also took off the bag hanging from his waist, which contained a small bottle of flower water, and even gave Wu Shunniang the flower water with the bag.

The performance continued, and after Sun Xiangfu watched it, he asked the accompanying guards to arrange boats for them, and many artists packed up and prepared to go to Luoyang under the leadership of Sun Xiangfu.

"Hey, no, it looks like there's something missing."

When Sun Xiangfu walked out of the courtyard of the martial arts family, he was shocked to realize that this young Wu Meiniang was such a chicken thief, not to mention his two things for nothing, and also touched a small box of lychee rock candy in his arms.