Chapter Sixty-Nine: Who's the Village?
By the time Zhu Gang finished sending people back, it was already twilight.
Huo Wu left the carriage to his son, and Huo Bao beckoned Xue Xiao to get into the carriage.
"In the past few days, we have been transporting grain in Jinling, and the grain has been set aside in one warehouse, and the first warehouse will be sent to Chuzhou as soon as possible, half of the warehouse will be sent to Quyang, and half of the warehouse will be sent to Binjiang." Huo Bao Dao.
"And the price?" Xue Xiao asked.
This grain was all stored by Xue Biao, and it all had a cost.
Even Huo Bao came out to transport grain, and he also said that it was a joint stock transaction.
That is, if it is a transaction, it is necessary to have clear accounts, "people give a horse, and the transaction does not spare the needle".
"According to the market price of Jinling, ninety percent will be given to the seventh uncle, and the market price will be added to the freight to the elders.
Xue Xiao followed Xue Biao as a child, and thought about it in his heart, and said: "In this way, there will not be much profit!" ”
It sounds like a three-percent benefit, but the waterway and land route are more than 100 miles down, and there are a lot of chariots, horses, and manpower.
Don't talk about the price of Chuzhou Prefecture, just talk about Quyang, and fight thousands of dollars.
From March to May, Jinling doumi rose from 70 to 80 yuan to more than 100 yuan, and the profit of seven or eight times was enough to make businessmen take risks.
But in fact, there were no big merchants who transported grain from Jinling to Chuzhou; There are only some small merchants, three or five together, all rely on manpower to carry one bucket or two buckets to earn hard-earned money.
It is because of the chaos in Chuzhou, the people have no food, and the whole people are bandits, and the road is really not peaceful.
"Let's do this first, go back to Suzhou to collect grain, and then talk about the price of grain." Huo Bao Dao.
Where is the drought in the past two years, but Huainan and Huaibei?
The rain in these provinces of Jin, Luyu and Henan is not good, and that is the best place to sell grain.
"Over there in Changzhou, how much grain is sent over each time?"
"One hundred stones, twenty mule carts...... One hundred and forty people with the car......" Xue Xiao's eyes flickered a little.
Among the one hundred and forty people, forty were escorting the car, and one hundred were Jinling's "buddies", just like Hou Xiaoming.
"Uncle Seven said that he would directly change pig iron over there?"
"Well, two catties of grain for one catty of pig iron...... A young man for fifty pounds of pig iron......"
At one time, the grain was exchanged for 6,000 catties of pig iron, and the young and strong were exchanged for 5,000 catties of pig iron.
"How many times? Is the iron all hidden? ”
"Since the winter of last year, once a month, a total of six times...... Two of the pig iron were given to the stockade above Wanshan Ridge...... The remaining four changes are all in Changzhou Zhuangzi......"
The rest also has 44,000 catties of pig iron, enough to equip a team of 10,000 people.
Extrapolating in this way, doesn't it mean that there may be thousands of people on Wanshan Ridge?
But Xue Biao said that there were 800 people on Wanshan Ridge, so where did the rest of the pig iron go?
Xue Biao handed over the grain road and the railway, there is no need to lie about this kind of thing.
Huo Bao's mind shows the approximate location of Changzhou, with Jiangyin on the upper right and Taihu Lake on the lower right.
Above is the nest of river bandits, and below is the nest of lake bandits.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and the whereabouts of the pig iron seemed to have fallen.
While gossiping, the group arrived outside Jinling City, and it was dark.
The Xue family's grain shop was outside the city, and Huo Bao followed Xue Xiao directly.
The grain shop is large, and the backyard is upside down in a row, all of which are chase shops, and there are dozens of original guys here, plus a hundred people brought by Huo Bao and Xue Xiao, all of whom can be accommodated.
As for Xue Bao, it was Xue Xiao who was the east and went to Wangjiang Tower to eat.
The city gate has long been closed, but there is a gap in the wall that stretches for three or four miles, and the city gate is useless.
There is a gap in the city wall, and there are defenders patrolling.
Xue Xiao took two silver beans and entered the city smoothly with Huo Bao.
Huo Bao looked back at the pile of earth and stones under the city wall, and said, "The new prefect ordered the city wall to be repaired?" ”
Xue Xiaodao: "It is to collect wealth through the son, and through this reason, he collected 300,000 taels from the merchants, and collected 100,000 taels of silver. It's really greedy, there are 70,000 households inside and outside Jinling City, and every family has not been left behind, and the service money has been shared. After collecting 400,000 taels of silver, and making two piles of broken stones to put on the table, it was over. ”
Huo Bao secretly spoke.
Jinling is really a prosperous place, and the prefect can collect 400,000 yuan from scratch; Resting in Chuzhou and taking two county seats, it took 300,000 taels of silver.
"There are more and more displaced people outside the city, so the yamen is not afraid? Dare to be so foolish? Huo Bao said.
"The more this time, the more you can get rich, and there is a 'security' fee in the tax added by the new prefect...... Collected 50,000 taels from the merchants, and the yamen sold a few patrolmen's shortages, even if it passed! ”
Xue Xiao was depressed: "The gentry have many officialdom relations, and they don't dare to exploit them too much; Ordinary people's homes, they can't fry two taels of oil, this is a merchant to slaughter! ”
The two of them talked and walked to the Qinhuai River.
The restaurants on both sides are hung with bright corner lamps, there are thousands of them, and they shine like daylight.
On the Qinhuai River, the boats and drums are painted, which is poignant and euphemistic, and moving.
Even in the air, there is a rouge aroma.
In the lobby of Wangjiang Building, it was already full of guests.
When the welcome guests saw Xue Xiao and Huo Bao, they hurriedly bowed down and said: "The store is full, there is still a seat on the side of the building, and there is a small song for everyone tonight, do you want to go to the building boat to have a look?" ”
Xue Xiao casually rewarded two silver beans and said, "Let's go back to the boat next time, and book a private room with Fuzi No. 1." ”
The welcome hurriedly said: "Uncle Xie, I will leave a box for you, the Supreme Eight Treasures Seat, I have prepared it early, please hurry!" ”
The two were taken up to the fourth floor by the welcome, a large box looking at the river.
Compared with the box where Cao Yuan entertained, this box was twice as large.
A round table with a diameter of one foot and an eight-foot overlapping table on top.
A round table with sixteen chairs.
Huo Bao looked at the rotating table, stretched out his hand and moved.
The rotation is not as smooth as the transfer of the table in later generations, but it is indeed the transfer of the table.
Huo Bao's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly lifted, and he couldn't tell whether he was nervous or expectant.
"This is the only one in Wangjianglou, and it is from the Jin merchants...... There is a pomp and circumstance at the banquet, dozens of dishes and bowls, and if you want to pick up vegetables, you have to get up and eat around the table, and someone will make this rotating table! ”
"What's that man's name, and has he made anything else?"
"Then I don't know, nobody, who will care."
Xiao Er came in in a line and removed the extra chairs.
Dr. Tea came over to pour tea, and there were 16 plates of tea food with four dried fruits, four fresh fruits, four candied fruits, and four fried fruits.
As a foodie, how can you not hear of "Bazhen"?
"Eight Treasures" began in the Zhou Dynasty and continued to modern times.
It's just that at that time, everyone ate mostly the eight treasures of the Qing Dynasty, the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and they all knew what the ingredients were, not what the history books wrote about the "dragon liver and phoenix marrow".
One less time, Xiao Er began to serve.
In the first round of eight dishes, Huo Bao saw white fungus, bamboo sunflower, mushrooms, and daylily, and understood that the "eight treasures" of Wangjianglou were the eight treasures of the Qing Dynasty, and the first round was "eight treasures of grass".
Jiangnan cuisine has a light taste and is more delicious.
The two of them are not outsiders, so there is no need to be polite, and it is convenient to turn the table, so Huo Bao tasted it all.
The second round of eight dishes came up, and Huo Bao recognized the fried quail and steamed goose, needless to say, this is the "Eight Treasures of Birds" that will no longer appear in later generations.
Except for geese, which are poultry, they are all protected animals, and there is nowhere to eat them.
The poultry meat is thin and has many bones, Huo Bao was impatient, and he tasted it and put down his chopsticks.
The third round of eight dishes came up, all of which were eaten by later generations, such as bird's nest, shark fin, sea cucumber, abalone, fish maw, fish bones, seals, and pike, which are the "eight treasures of the sea".
didn't have what Huo Bao liked, so he only sandwiched a few pieces of fish maw and ate it.
Huo Bao ate calmly, but Xue Xiao saw that he was at a loss.
Aren't you from the countryside?
This eating table is the most educated, and the kind of eating banquet in Black Python Mountain and Sifang Inn before is not considered a banquet, it can only be said to be a full stomach.
This is the "Supreme Eight Treasures" in front of you, which is the prosperous place of Jinling City, and it is also the only one.
A country child, or a pot-bellied man, saw this delicacies of the mountains and seas, shouldn't he open his eyes and eat a lot?
Why do you seem to know them all, and you still have preferences?
The fourth round of eight dishes came up, all of which were big dishes with thick oil and red sauce, hump, bear's paw, scarlet lips, elephant pull, leopard fetus, rhino tail, and deer tendons, which were the "eight treasures of the mountain".
Huo Bao is the time to grow his body, and now he likes meat the most.
Except for the scarlet lips and the leopard fetus, the rest of Huo Bao ate most of them.
Xue Xiao arranged this "Supreme Eight Treasures Banquet" in order to give Huo Bao a dismount.
In Black Python Mountain before, everyone acted with Huo Wu as the leader, and the juniors respected Huo Bao, so he was not convinced.
Why?
It's just that he and Lin Jin are embarrassed, and the foals are not competitive, and there is no room for them to compete.
Later, the third apprentice came first, and then allied with Deng Jian, and Huo Bao had two more backers, and he even mentioned it in the head.
Now that Huo Bao has talked to several elders, these peers have become the ones who have become the ones who have started.
If Huo Bao Zhang Luo is anything else, and he is thick-skinned and forcibly occupies the grain and iron business, isn't this taking advantage?
Xue Xiao was not angry in his heart, so he made this little trick, wanting Huo Bao to understand that he was a "dirt bun", and he had to listen to himself when he acted outside.
The Huo Bao in front of him does not have the slightest village atmosphere.
Is this really the biological son of Huo Wu, who opened his mouth "Lao Tzu" and closed his mouth "Lao Tzu"?
But the Huo family has similarities in their appearances, and they can't be deceived.
What a hell of a thing.
"Why don't you eat these two dishes?" Xue Xiao muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but ask.
"Orangutans carry bacteria on their bodies, and if they eat them, they may be transmitted to people; The leopard fetus is warm, nourishes yin and yang, prolongs life, and is not suitable for children. Huo Bao said.
What is a fungus?
Ate several bites on your own!
Xue Xiao only felt that his stomach was rolling, as if he understood whether he understood or not, but he was embarrassed to ask.
Is it so exquisite?
Who the hell is the village?