There are many mountains near the capital, the Taihang Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles in the west, and the Yanshan Mountains in the north.

The price of logs has not been high, and the price of timber has not been able to rise, roughly remaining at three taels of silver per material.

Since the beginning of the year, the amount of timber in Beijing has gradually decreased, and the price has gradually risen.

After the beginning of winter, the timber on the market was swept away, and all of them were bought out by a big businessman.

The premium of timber has indirectly led to the increase in the price of dry firewood, straw and coal.

A load of firewood rose from six cents of silver to one penny of silver, a load of straw rose from seven cents of silver to nine cents, and coal rose from one penny per catty to five cents of silver.

Seven things to open the door, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea.

As long as they eat, they will use this firewood, so that the common people in the capital complained, cursing the profiteers who hoarded wood for having children without fart holes.

This profiteer who hoarded timber was none other than the Zhai family, one of the six Jin merchants.

Old man Zhai was regarded as the older generation in the original Eight Jin Dynasty merchants, and he was already old, and he had already handed over the family name to the eldest son of the Changfang.

Planting bananas can invite rain, planting willows can invite cicadas, and planting bamboo can invite snow.

Old man Zhai has a good taste, like the great scholar who likes to plant bamboo, and planted a large bamboo forest at home.

The old man Zhai planted eight acres of bamboo forest in his own garden, and the self-proclaimed old man of Zhuhai lived in the bamboo forest all day long.

Wormwood was burning in the Xuande furnace, and a raccoon cat was in his hand.

Sit cross-legged in the ashram and watch the snowflakes crashing in the bamboo forest.

It didn't take long.

There was a crunching and crunching footsteps in the bamboo forest.

An elegant middle-aged man, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked over from the wind and snow in the distance.

The middle-aged man stood under the eaves of the ashram, shook off the snow on his body, took off his boots and walked into the ashram.

The Jingshe is a greenhouse built by a middle-aged man for his father in imitation of the Jiaoshu house in the Han Dynasty.

Even in the cold winter months, the house is still as warm as spring, although it costs dozens of taels of silver every day, nearly two thousand taels of silver a month.

The Zhai family, who has a big family, will not feel sorry for this little money.

The middle-aged man sat on the ground covered with a layer of felt, picked up a cup of hot tea, and covered it in his hand: "Father, as you expected, the Yongding River has begun to expand on a large scale. ”

"According to your orders, the wood in the capital has been swept away by us, and when the wood of the Beiping Machinery Bureau is consumed, the child will immediately take action."

Old Man Zhai raised his eyelids and glanced at his eldest son, who looked as usual, and was quite satisfied with the eldest son's quietness: "Chong Jian, don't take it lightly until the day the results come out." ”

"The lessons of the Huang family and the Wang family are there, although Zhu Shun is young, he is not a good character."

Old man Zhai had a very high status in the original eight Jin merchants, and was regarded by the Jin merchants as the only remaining old offering, Zhai Chongjian didn't expect his father's evaluation of Zhu Shun to be so high: "The child will, father." ”

Old Man Zhai paused for a moment and continued: "Chongjian, as early as the Zhu's spinning machine and Song's loom hit the cotton price in the capital, there will be this day. ”

"Shopping malls and officialdom are equally complex and involve the interests of too many people."

"Zhu Shun desperately bites interests, or eats alone and does not leave a little way for the bureaucrats and squires and Jin merchants to live, which offends too many people."

"It looks like a stunned young man, but in fact, he should have a back hand a long time ago."

"For his father, he worked out three strategies, the upper and the lower ones, the upper policy is to share the profits to the bureaucrats and gentry, open up two new machinery, and the two sides will become party members together."

"The middle strategy is to share the benefits to the princes of the Ming Dynasty through the blessing of the princes, which is actually what the father wants to see the most, first of all, he has completely formed a mortal enmity with the bureaucrats and gentry, and secondly, he will bury a trace of rift between him and the emperor, as long as it is operated a little, this rift can be torn into a hole."

"Unexpectedly, Zhu Shun chose the next strategy and gave the profits to a group of seed brothers."

Zhai Chongjian often thinks of himself as Zhu Shun, thinking about what he should do next, and nine times out of ten he will choose the best policy, but he has a trace of respect for Zhu Shun who chose the next policy: "Father, from the day he chose the next policy." ”

"The child finally understood why his father had such a high opinion of him, and he used Hu Lian's talent."

"The next policy seems to be the next policy, but in fact, there is a very deep upper policy hidden behind it, but it is not easy to see it, and it is extremely difficult to turn the lower policy into the upper policy."

"But from this official request, I think those old Shangshu have already seen that Zhu Shun has not only reversed, but also twisted perfectly."

"But ........."

Zhai Chongjian's face suddenly appeared with a smile that his opponent would meet a good talent, and his heart was inexplicably agitated: "Wood is not light cotton cloth, nor is it soft potatoes. ”

"There is no machinery that can cut hard and heavy logs into lumber in large quantities."

"This time Zhu Shun is decided."

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