It was impossible to throw it into the river, and the armed domestic slaves of the Wang family couldn't catch Yang Xin.

The old butler turned a blind eye to this.

He would definitely not worry about Yang Xin seducing their young lady, after all, the identity gap between the two parties was big enough to block any abnormal contact, and the latter estimated that his temper at home was also like this, after all, their master was the most apostate thinker disciple in the Ming Dynasty......

A real apostasy.

It can be said that he is a rebel of a feudal dynasty and a contempt of Confucianism.

The Wang family's family style is not too pedantic.

Besides, he's not available.

Huang Zhenzheng fully played the role of a dog, and took him to quickly hire a sedan chair and a donkey cart at the dock, and even a manpower cart, and then loaded all the luggage unloaded from the boat, the maids and women got on the donkey cart, the old housekeeper hired a donkey to ride, and Miss Wang sat in the sedan chair. There are still more than 40 miles from Zhangjiawan to Beijing, they have to go to Tongzhou first and then turn west to cross the Bali Bridge, and hurry up to enter Chaoyang Gate before dark......

The Ming Dynasty had a curfew.

Therefore, the cities everywhere are square systems, which is a retrogression compared to the Song Dynasty.

In fact, the Song Dynasty was also a curfew.

It's just that the Song Dynasty started from the third watch, and at that time it was meaningless to ban it, and the designation that dared to run around at this time was not a good citizen, and the ban was lifted on the fifth watch, so it can be said that the curfew time was about equal to nothing, but starting from Hu Yuan, the curfew returned to the first watch, and it has continued since then......

Continued until the Xinhai Revolution.

So it's good to laugh at the fact that handsome men and beautiful women parade in the middle of the night in the pigtail play.

After eight o'clock in the evening, you don't dare to go out without looking for a chief to get a night card, be careful to be caught in the first fifty boards, as for visiting the night market, don't even think about it, unless the Lantern Festival, even Beijing City is silent at other times. Similarly, the Wang family and his entourage had to rush to Beijing to enter the city and enter the square before the curfew began at a little more, so the two families quickly separated, and Miss Wang specially invited Huang Ying to her house. By the way, she glanced at her savior again, then snorted and walked into the sedan chair, and then hurried to Tongzhou for lunch under the protection of armed domestic slaves.

Seeing them off, Huang Zhen began to busy their own business.

Yang Xin and those sailors acted as porters, each person had a flat shoulder, and these oil drums were carried to the warehouse in Zhangjiawan City.

However, Yang Xin will not use a flat pole.

Who's going to use this? It's not as simple as picking two ends, if the balance is not well mastered, he won't go, he simply was stunned, carrying an oil drum in one hand.

The shopkeeper gave him a trolley without a word.

And then he won't push either.

This kind of trolley is not a pallet truck.

The first thing is a wooden wheel, and the shaft has become thinner because of perennial wear, so it does not rotate smoothly but twists around, and the second is divided into left and right sides, and the cart not only needs strength to move forward, but also has to work hard to maintain balance. The two barrels on one side are theoretically the same weight, but in practice there are errors, especially the oil in the oil barrel is still flowing, that is to say, with a constantly twisting fulcrum, to maintain the constantly changing center of gravity balance on both sides, and to push forward.

Cart?

Carts also need technology!

Yang Xin's body must have been, but the problem is that he won't!

"Here's that!"

Yang Xin said angrily.

He was referring to a two-wheeled cart pulled by manpower.

"Uncle He?"

Huang Ying looked at the shopkeeper who was collecting oil next to him.

The latter smiled and waved to the back, and one of his men immediately ran to a familiar shop nearby, and then pulled back a large two-wheeled cart of this kind. Yang Xin tried it and was more satisfied with this thing, this is a two-wheel that does not need to control the left and right balance, as long as you pull the rope sleeve with your shoulders in front and put your hands on the handlebars, you can control the front and rear balance. If it's not a big problem to go up and downhill, it's tragic to go up and downhill, especially when going downhill, it's easy to him.

"Pretend!"

He said as he held on to the handlebars to keep his balance.

Huang Ying picked up the oil drum and filled it for him, and soon there were eight at the bottom.

"One more layer!"

Yang Xin said.

"Stop making trouble!"

Huang Ying said speechlessly.

Huang Zhen next to him smiled and continued to load oil drums for Yang Xin, and soon filled another layer of six, adding up to more than seven hundred catties.

"Can I put it on again?"

Yang Xin said.

"Yes, load it up again, and fill him with enough 1,000 catties!"

Shopkeeper He said.

Together with Huang Zhen, the guy carried four more barrels, and finally added two more barrels on the top floor, standing like a pyramid, and there was an amazement all around, and Huang Zhen hurriedly tied it with a rope.

"A thousand catties, pull it to the city and I'll invite you to eat meat!"

Shopkeeper He said.

Yang Xin smiled with an honest smile and walked forward, accompanied by the exclamations on both sides, and walked down the stone-paved street, with four layers of pyramids stacked behind him, and followed his footsteps as well......

"That's not a lot of money!"

Sitting on the low wall of the garden in the courtyard of Shopkeeper He's house, Yang Xin counted their income on the ground with the leg of mutton he had earned from a bet on the leg of mutton and a wooden stick in the other.

"What the hell are you drawing here?"

Huang Ying said suspiciously.

Arabic numerals had already entered China during the time of Hu Yuan, but few people used them, and Chinese were more accustomed to adding Chinese characters, and as for the ten in the accounting figures, it is said that they were invented by Mei Niang's sister, and Zhu Yuanzhang promoted to prevent officials from falsifying accounts. Look at the wisdom of the Ming Taizu, what happened to the illiterate people who asked for food, and they could also come up with tricks that made modern accountants helpless. But at least at present, it is difficult to see Arabic numerals, and it is estimated that some scholars will understand, but it is impossible to expect Huang Ying to understand.

What's more, Yang Xin is still calculating vertically.

"123456789, this is zero, one plus zero is ten, plus two zeros is hundred, one is thousand, four is ten thousand, add one zero, add the first nine numbers is more than ten, this is the symbol of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, use this calculation without an abacus, if you wash my clothes in the future, I will teach you hand in hand!"

Yang Xin said shyly.

"Phew, wash yourself!"

Huang Ying said.

"But we can't make a lot of money in this business, so in the end, it's better for Miss Fang to smash my bag!"

Yang Xin looked at the results and said.

Miss Fang has a lot of money, of course, it is possible that she is confused, and in his money bag, in addition to a few Spaniard double-column silver coins, there is actually a silver ticket of one hundred taels, which makes Yang Xin very rich all of a sudden. I have to say that this rich lady's lady is different, she can smash anyone with a silver ticket, and she must visit next time to see if she can smash another bag.

And they pulled a total of 20,000 catties of rapeseed oil this time, and the current supply of this thing is only 0.01 or a few catties, not 0.02 taels, 20,000 catties but more than 300 taels, even if the retail is only more than 0.02 points, the price of the last year of Wanli is simply outrageous. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, a person in Guangdong lamented that the prosperous era of Wanli was gone, and in the forty-seventh year of Wanli, that is, in this year, his family had less than 20 yuan for a bucket of rice. When we were ten old dogs in the Qing Dynasty, one liter of rice was ten wen, which was five times that of the forty-seventh year of Wanli, even if it was calculated at the price of rice in the capital, it was much higher, because at this time, the retail price of rice was still a few tenths of a stone.

Huangzhen's ship of oil is worth three hundred taels.

And these are the value of the goods and not the profits, even if it is double the profit, it will only earn more than a hundred taels.

But it is impossible to double the profit.

Their oil was sold from Hejian, and Huang Ying's house was in Wuguandian, that is, north of Renqiu, east of Baiyangdian, which belonged to the junction of Hejian Mansion and Baoding Mansion.

It's not far away.

Such a distance will not be too profitable, if you really want to easily get double the profit, then a bunch of businessmen have to flock to it, and there is no information gap at this distance, from Wuguandian to row a small sampan, you can take the Hunhe River, that is, the Lugou River to Beijing. However, this time, because of the help of the old housekeeper, the cost of crossing the river and hiring a slender man was exempted, and the tax in Zhangjiawan was also exempted. After all, those tax officials don't know the real relationship between them, and giving face to the old housekeeper is to give face to the waiter, so Huang Zhen saves a lot. But on the whole, the profits are still meager, you must know that this kind of business cannot be done several times a year, which is a total of nine months of navigation, and this trip alone will take more than a month.

His trip was a special circumstance, if he hadn't followed the Wang family's boat, he would have to wait in line for several days just in Hexi Wuguan.

Also on the Zhangjiawan side, I don't know when I can berth at the pier.

And you have to add the time to stock up before you come.

His goods are his own.

These goods had to be collected from the hands of those who specialized in collecting oil from the private sector.

And he also had to give money to those sailors, a total of six sailors were indispensable, he also had to spend all kinds of expenses along the way, he also had to pay taxes in Yuanjiakou, and he had to face difficulties and extortion from local officials.

If you really calculate it, you can earn a few dozen taels.

There are also risks.

Because there must be robbery on the road, the triangle lake is a vast body of water, the length of the east and west alone is almost equivalent to the modern North Canal to Shengfang, the circumference is more than two hundred miles, in addition to the water is a swamp, such a place can not be without water bandits. It is said that this water network swamp can stretch all the way to Baiyangdian, hundreds of miles of rivers connect large and small lakes and swamps, in addition to the water is the reeds, such an environment does not produce water bandits, then hell. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese army was helpless with the guerrillas here, not to mention the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, no wonder there were a bunch of weapons hidden in the cabin of Huangzhen.

It's not easy to do business!

At least that's not a good business.

"You think it's that easy to make money? Besides, a few dozen taels is not a lot, which is enough to buy a house in this capital. ”

Huang Ying said angrily.

"In other words, I can actually afford to buy a house in Beijing?"

Yang Xin weighed the money bag that Miss Fang smashed him with a shocked expression.

(Thanks to the book friend 1534656482500912, the lights see people, mainID, the heavenly kingdom, the pot, Xuanyuan noble ancestor Shu Yao Shun, I am really not a hero, Biluo Huangquan Sect Master, ktyy and others for the reward).