Chapter 31 The ancestor of the Yun family was a corrupt official

All major transactions are made behind the scenes, and such things have not changed for thousands of years, whether from the past to the next and from the future to the past, there is no difference between the two, just like two thousand years of time and space have disappeared from history.

There are very few things that can make Yunlang want to buy.

Because of the efficacy of another product, the fat girl no longer hides Yun Lang, if Yun Lang is willing to bake a little more biscuits, she can not leave at night.

Strangely, the women of this era do not seem to like young and handsome teenagers.

On the contrary, they favored the old man of Dorkin.

When Yun Lang went out, those maids and maids might take a second look, but they wouldn't take the initiative to come up.

If Pingsuo makes a look, it is likely that the evening will be boundless.

Yun Lang's purpose is not to be boundless, he just wants to find an opportunity to understand the land policy of the Great Han Kingdom, so as to find an opportunity to buy the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and establish his own estate.

Dahan's land policy is very simple, and the content is exactly what Yun Lang likes, that is, land can be bought and sold freely, can be held privately, and the state is only responsible for collecting farmland taxes.

Now, the only trouble is that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is located in Shanglin Garden, which is a royal garden, and generally people with a little brain will not have the idea of fighting this land.

"How can I get a piece of land from Shanglin Yuan?"

When drinking tea in the evening, Yun Lang asked Pingsu with the intention of seeking advice.

"After the war exploits were knighted, give up the glory of the Marquis of Guanwai, and ask the emperor to give you a place to live near Chang'an, and then, the emperor has a forty percent chance of giving you a piece of land in Shanglin Yuan.

In the future, don't put sesame seeds in the tea, that thing stuffs your teeth. ”

"The ancestor of the Jinyun clan is called gluttonous, how did this reputation come about, why am I so strange as a child of the Yun clan? I've been laughed at twice. ”

Ping Su smiled and said, "The gluttonous name of your Jinyun ancestor comes from before King Ping moved east.

It is said that when your ancestors were Xia officials, they didn't even let go of the tribute that King Ping presented to the heavens, and they had to take a bite of cold pork. ”

"Corrupt officials?"

"Big corrupt official!"

"Cold pork!"

"Steal all the cold pork, let alone anything else."

"I heard that the emperor is selling the surplus land in Shanglin Yuan, I don't know if this is true or not?"

"Really, but, ah, it has nothing to do with you and me, only Yulin is eligible to buy it.

Why do you have to go to the land of Lin Yuan?

The land there is not as good as that in other places in Guanzhong, and the output will not be higher than that of other places, except for a little royal name.

The most important thing is that if you are a son of a good family and covet the royal property, aren't you afraid of being charged with a big disrespect? ”

"Why is it disrespectful, I will pay."

"Huh, you think you can buy the royal land with your money?

Does the royal care about your money? One acre of land is 1,300 yuan, which is for those orphans in the feather forest, and there is also a reward in it.

There is a piece of land in the royal garden, and that is glory.

How could the wasteland be worth thirteen hundred dollars without royal glory in it? ”

"It seems that I want to go to a piece of land in the forest garden, and I can't do it without joining the feather forest, right?"

"Yulin? How could you possibly join? The people who can join Yulin are the most trusted people of the emperor, and their parents are either the descendants of the emperor's own soldiers, or the sons and nephews of martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country, not everyone can join. ”

Yun Lang sighed, re-baked a piece of tea cake, and rushed into the boiling water, this time, instead of throwing sesame seeds into it, he threw in a handful of walnut kernels, and put more maltose.

He felt bitter in his mouth and needed a sweet tea to moisten it.

The people who can eat walnuts this year are amazing people, since Zhang Qian brought walnut seeds five years ago, this thing has become very popular in Dahan.

The walnuts that have just been planted for five years only have a little output, which is not enough for the emperor to eat himself, and outsiders should not even think about it.

Fortunately, the Han Dynasty is now very wealthy, and the Hu merchants have thoughtfully transported a large number of walnuts from the distant Western Regions to sell in Chang'an.

The price is very touching, fifty dollars for a pound of walnuts.

Pingsuo took a sip of tea and scolded Yunlang for being a loser.

A person who can buy ten catties of walnuts to eat at a time is not a loser?

Yun Lang didn't explain, he didn't look at those beautifully packaged walnuts in the supermarket before.

If you can't talk about something well, you can only talk to people in a twist and turn, and the information you get is very limited.

Moreover, people like Gen Pingsu are extremely dangerous, and they can't get the news they want out of it, but he understands the purpose.

After chatting a few words, Ping Su made Yun Lang understand a truth, as long as the matter involves the royal family, the initiative will only be in the hands of the royal family, and no one else can do anything at all.

Don't look at the Zhuo clan is very rich, their status on these issues is no different from Yun Lang.

This made Yun Lang very disappointed, and it seemed that the method of using Zhuo's to achieve his goal would not be successful.

On the contrary, Pingsu was very satisfied with Yun Lang, and gave up Ye Sanqi to let the Zhuo family achieve the idea of borrowing the power of Princess Changping to protect the Zhuo family's industry in Chang'an.

Although a lot of money is given to Princess Changping every year, Chang'an's industry is completely preserved.

This time, the liquidation carried out the "Salt and Iron Order", and the royal family was not within the scope of liquidation.

There is a long way to go from the promulgation of a decree to its implementation and then to its complete implementation.

As long as you give Zhuo's family and other big salt and iron farmers more time to prepare for lobbying, very big changes may occur in the middle.

The iron pot that Yunlang asked the blacksmith workshop to make is a very good thing, this thing is not only more durable than black pottery and gray pottery, but also much cheaper than bronze pots and other things, and it is also much more convenient, not including a kettle that can be hung on a bonfire to boil water.

Black iron is the most abundant and least useful iron material of all iron workshops, and if it is used to make utensils, its consumption will be very large and long-lasting.

Five taels of good silver to hire someone like Yun Lang, Ping Su felt that it was very cost-effective.

Zhuo Ji saw Yun Lang in the outer courtyard again, and her mood was very complicated.

The young man could talk pleasantly with the stinking blacksmith on the edge of the iron-making stove all day, and even with the hammer of the iron, he could talk and laugh with the fat maid, and often made the maid laugh and lean back together.

Only when facing her, there was a silver light in her eyes.

"My ancestors were corrupt officials, and as a descendant of my ancestors, if I wasn't greedy for money, I would be sorry for my ancestors."

Such brazen words, he was able to say them calmly without any guilt.

Pingsu always said that he was still a teenager, but Zhuo Ji was keenly aware that this guy's eyes were not honest, and he was always circling around his chest and waist.

Where is the difference between it and those gentlemen?

However, Pingsuo's eye for people is still very accurate, and regardless of Ye Sanqi, just the kind of iron pot with a unique shape, the iron kettle suddenly opened the minds of blacksmiths.

There are as many as eleven kinds of cooking utensils derived from this.

The world is always very tolerant of people who have the ability, and Zhuo Ji is no exception.

The so-called white covers all ugliness is this truth.

"He got up very early today, drank a bowl of porridge, and ate a chicken, but he did not go out, but stood at the gate and looked at the woman who got up early, and watched for a full hour.

At noon, he asked the servant to buy wheat noodles, wrapped them in shallots, fried them in meat oil, and ate a stack of cakes with a bowl of vegetable soup......

The servant swallowed as he spoke.

Zhuo Ji glared at the servant and said, "Mr. Ping is still with him?"

The servant lowered his head when he saw that the master was angry and said, "Lunch is eaten together, Mr. Ping said that the food should be shared with the master, and the Yun family said that the master does not look down on this kind of crude food......"

Zhuo Ji snorted and waved her hand irritably, and the servant hurriedly ran away.

The mutton soup on the low table smells unpleasant, the yellow rice is dry, the minced meat is full of white flowers, and the boiled weads are also light and tasteless.

The maid poured the mutton soup on top of the yellow rice, brought it over, and Zhuo Ji pushed it away irritably.

She really wanted to eat the leek-stuffed pork dumplings she had last night...... Those servants were also stupid to death, and after they gave the order, they told them that they had not heard of it.

As soon as this idea came up, Zhuo Ji was ashamed and unbearable, and the eldest daughter of the dignified Zhuo family would be entangled in a meal.

That guy is too, he doesn't work all day, but he concentrates on making food, every food seems simple, but it is delicious, and Mr. Pingsu does not urge, and mixes with a hairy boy all day long, either drinking tea, or drinking, and then studying and eating together.

Tomorrow, Princess Changping will come to the blacksmith shop to check the accounts, but Zhuo Ji has no heart to face it.

Princess Changping is all good, the only thing that is criticized is her dedication to money.

What is there to inspect in a blacksmith's shop?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Ji sighed again, and he didn't know if Pingsuo had smoothed out the side accounts, if Changping found out that the blacksmith shop had two account books, it would be ugly.

Soon, the account room brought the account, Zhuo Ji glanced at it, and put down the calculation in her hand, the account was still the same account, but she couldn't understand it anymore.

Pingsuo was still burping when he came, the smell of green onions and leeks was smoky, mixed with the smell of wine, and as soon as he entered the door, Zhuo Ji covered his nose.

Pingsuo also knew that he had a heavy smell on his body, so he didn't want to stay in Zhuo Ji's room longer, so he arched his hand and said: "This is a new type of bookkeeping, called the loan offset method, which is a new creation of the old man." ”

After saying that, Pingsu stroked his beard proudly, and his waist seemed to be straighter.

"Nothing to do with Yunlang? I've heard that these days you get along day and night and never separate. ”

Pingsuo looked at Zhuo Ji's beautiful big eyes and coughed: "That kid just accidentally saw the account book, and thought that the account I made was too ugly, so he said a few words casually." ”

"I can't read this account book, and Princess Changping naturally can't understand it either, how will I explain it tomorrow?"

Pingsu laughed and said, "If you don't understand, it's because you don't have enough knowledge, so what do you have to do with me?" ”

"What if Changping gets angry?"

Pingsu walked to the low table and sat down cross-legged, stroked the account book, and said gently: "If she has vision, she should understand that this new method of bookkeeping is more useful than the ironsmith workshop." ”