Chapter 145 Commodity Meeting (1)
In a blink of an eye, the fifteenth day came, and the commodity fair was held in Qingfeng Town as scheduled, and more than 30 consortia, including the God of Wealth in various states, arrived as scheduled.
The first to arrive was Ma Kuan, the great steward of the god of wealth and wealth of the Daimyo Mansion, who came with his people on the 14th. Ma Kuan is the first financial thinker under Qiancai, he has many means, and he always has a lot of money to earn a lot of money for money. Although he is the chief steward, he has great power in the Qian family, and he controls a lot of funds. There is one biggest difference between him and the money that claims to be millions, he is stingy with money, he is an out-and-out miser, he is a spendthrift, and he is a spendthrift.
The god of wealth of the Daimyo Mansion is notoriously stingy with money, he sees money with an open eye, loves money like life, and is a typical miser. Money is known as millions of money, but in fact, the money is not only a million, but he himself wears coarse cloth clothes on weekdays, and the food and clothing of his wife and concubines and children are restricted by him.
Qian Cai also has a lot of complaints about Ma Kuan's generous hand, and often worries about Ma Kuan's money numbers when he goes out to report the account, but the money million who is the God of Wealth is also very jealous of Ma Kuan, and he would rather let Ma Kuan squander the silver that is regarded as the meat of his heart, rather than lose Ma Kuan. Because he understands that if he loses Makuan, he will lose more silver, and Li Gu is a typical example. Li Gu, who was dissatisfied with money, left in a rage, and now works as a housekeeper by Lu Junyi's side, and has earned a lot of silver for Lu Junyi in recent years, so that Lu Junyi is known as the richest man in Hebei. In fact, Lu Junyi's wealth is not as rich as rich, but the money is reluctant to be spent, and many people ignore it.
Jeju God of Wealth Gu Yeyan, Yizhou God of Wealth Hu Qiuhui, Laizhou God of Wealth Chushan Gu came in person, they have a very good relationship with Kong Bin, and the meaning of coming to Qingzhou to reminisce is very heavy. So they handed over the matter of the exhibition and sale of goods to their subordinates, played with Kong Bin, and Kong Bin was also happy to be idle, handed over the matter to his son, and reunited with old friends.
This exhibition nominally belonged to Kong Bin, and Song Jiang and others could only secretly observe in the flow of people, and at the same time look at the goods exhibited and sold by the rest of the consortium.
Canned food and wine are free to taste on the spot, and there is an endless stream of people sitting on the seats next to you to taste the canned food, of course, just to taste the taste, so that you can let go of your stomach and feast on it. Despite this, there are a few people who take the opportunity to taste it after a while and feast on it.
The water under the runway showcased was impenetrable, and people watched as these offbeat dressed stunners walked around the stage. Since the advent of men's clothing, Hou Jian has selected male models from among the soldiers, and the soldiers who have been on the battlefield wear fashion and walk on the catwalk, their cold and resolute expressions show a cool masculine beauty.
The cement exhibition is to pave the road on the spot, and various buildings are made on the spot, and because people do not have a deep understanding of this object, there are few people who watch it.
Song Jiang saw that other people's goods were all daily necessities, and there was no novelty, so he turned to a display with the words "Jeju Gu" written on it, and couldn't help but stop.
"How can there be such a thing in this era, it can't be a mistake, right?"
Thinking to himself, he walked over and asked, "What's the name of this cargo?" โ
This is the exhibition stall of Gu Yeyan, the Jeju God of Wealth, and it is his eldest son Gu Xiaoran who manages it, and he got up and said, "This is a sweet potato." โ
Song Jiang was puzzled and asked: "The Central Plains will not produce sweet potatoes, I don't know how you got this?" โ
Gu Xiaoran said: "My father went to Liangguang to do business a while ago, and an old friend's house planted this thing for ornamentation, and my father brought some novelties. According to my father, I was also brought to my country by a ghost guy. โ
Song Jiang said: "Do you have anything similar here?" โ
Gu Xiaoran asked his subordinates to open a small cloth bag and said, "Corn is also a thing." โ
Song Jiang was also shocked when he saw it, isn't this corn?
These are two good things, buy them and try them in Liangshanbo, and after they are successful, they will be passed on to the people, and a large number of people will not starve to death in disaster years.
Song Jiang asked, "How do you sell these things?" โ
Gu Xiaoran said: "We also want to show it strangely, it's not worth a few dollars, if Mr. wants to give some silver casually, just take it." Song Jiang instructed Li Ying beside him to buy it, and then went elsewhere.
At the cement exhibition point, Ma Kuan was watching the performance intently, several big men were holding hammers and smashing blocks made of cement, the big men were panting tiredly, and the cement products were still not broken. Ma Kuan suspiciously asked one of his bodyguards to try, and the result was the same.
A smile appeared on his face, and he said happily in his heart: "I have made a lot of money, go back to the inn and pass on the book to Master Qian!" โ
It happened that Song Jiang was also beside him at this time, and when he saw Ma Kuan going back with a smile, he secretly wondered in his heart, so he asked the spies to follow him to see what they were going to do.
Half an hour later, the spies came to report, and Ma Kuan came out a moment after he returned, and asked one of them to tie the note he had written to the pigeon's leg and release two pigeons. Song Jiang was shocked when he heard this, he used flying pigeons to pass on books in business, no wonder money can make a fortune.
He thought for a moment and said, "The pigeons must have been specially trained by them, and this way of transmitting messages is easy and quick. โ
The spy said: "I see that they may have a special person to manage the pigeons, and the rest of them do not go to the pigeon cage, only one of them is feeding the pigeons, as if the status is very low, and Ma Kuan's men kick them casually." โ
Song Jiang thought about it and said: "If we use flying pigeons to pass on the book, it will save a lot of things, let Shi Qian and Baili Feng fly to their inn to have a look, it is best to dig up the talents who train pigeons!" โ
In a small forest in Qingfeng Town, Lu Ming stared at the sky angrily, he was used to this kind of humiliating life, numb as rotten wood. He had resisted, but in exchange for more severe punches and kicks, he slowly got used to the calling.
The only thing that added color to his ordinary life and made his calm heart ripple was his pigeons, and training and feeding them was his greatest joy now. The pigeon is his favorite, his sustenance, because the pigeon does not insult him and listens to his teachings very obediently. It can be said that the pigeon is like his child, a part of his life.
Today was the first time he had a physical fight with someone else after he became numb, in order to save an old carrier pigeon who had retired.
Xiaohua is old and no longer suitable for flying around to deliver letters, but Lu Ming still carries it with him. But Ma Kuan's bodyguard wanted to eat it secretly, and Lu Ming fought for it after finding out, fighting all over his body, and he snatched back a dead pigeon.
Lu Ming dug a pit next to the tree with his hands, put Xiaohua's body in it, and silently shed tears. His mind was full of Ma Kuan's scolding just now, and the heart-piercing words made him feel more pain in his heart than the pain in his body.
"You're fighting over a useless flat-haired brute?"
"Manager Ma, Xiaohua has been through ups and downs over the years, how many letters have been sent to the north and south of the river, there is no merit and hard work, you must treat it well, don't eat it!"
"A brute, born with this life, is of no use now, and keeping it will only waste food!"
"But you will also be old, and when you are old, you will only waste food, will people eat you?"
"You pickled and sloppy, you actually compared us to brutes and beat me! If you don't see how to raise pigeons, you would have been killed and fed to the dogs! โ
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Lu Ming slowly scattered the soil on Xiaohua's body, and cried: "Xiaohua, I chose a good place for you, you live under the big tree, the sun can't shine, the rain can't get wet, you can go with peace of mind!" โ
Slowly piling up a small grave bag in the soil, Lu Ming sighed after patting the porcelain: "If you go today, I will bury you, and I will bury him when I die!" โ
After speaking, tears welled up.
"A manly man, I don't go looking for an opportunity to make a difference, but I secretly cry here, and I'm not ashamed!?"
Hearing that someone was counting, Lu Ming turned his head and saw two men standing behind him. He got up and arched his hand and said, "Touching the scene in the next place, let the two of you laugh!" โ
After speaking, he turned around and wanted to go back to the inn, but one of the men said: "They bullied you so much, what are you going to do back?" โ
Lu Ming was surprised: "If you don't go back, where else can you go?" โ
The man arched his hand and said: "Your Excellency has such a talent, my eldest brother appreciates it very much, and I am willing to lead you a clear path in the next time!" โ
Lu Ming smiled bitterly: "Brother Shi doesn't want to laugh, he can't pick up on his lower shoulders, he can't lift his hands, he can't read a liter of words, he doesn't know a liter of words, and he has no talent except for raising pigeons." โ
Shi Qian said: "My eldest brother is looking at your talent in raising pigeons, your job is to specialize in raising pigeons, no one will point fingers at you, and there is a good reward!" โ
Lu Ming said: "Brother Shi was kind to me, but I was bought into the Qian family since I was a child, how can I find another owner casually." โ
Shi Qian laughed and said: "The Qian family doesn't treat you as a human being, you still keep your promises, it's really pedantic!" As long as you come, my eldest brother will redeem the slave for you. โ
Lu Ming didn't speak after hearing this, thinking blankly, Shi Qian said: "If others are unkind, you will be unjust, and the man's husband would rather die standing than live on his knees." Hold up your chest and do a vigorous career, like a humble living in the Qian family! โ
Lu Ming asked as if he didn't believe it: "If you can raise pigeons, can you also make a career?" โ
Shi Qian said: "Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion, your talent is irreplaceable by others, you will definitely do a career, please believe that there is a rainbow after the storm!" โ
Lu Ming's heart was moved, and after he pondered, he said, "I'll go to the inn to get the pigeons, and then I'll go with you!" โ
Shi Qian said: "I'll go to the inn to redeem you once, and bring the pigeons by the way, and you and the Baili brothers will go first." โ
He said in his mouth, but he thought in his heart: How can you let you go when you go to the inn, Makuan, I'll go and steal the pigeons.
Since then, Lu Ming has been training carrier pigeons in Liangshanbo, and carrier pigeons have become an important tool for the contact between various points in Liangshanbo in the future.