"Master General, the best lake paper, according to what you said!"

Just entered July, a heavyweight returned, Qian Zeng.

When this cargo left, Mao Jue was either busy dealing with Li's North Korea, or busy dealing with the Japanese Kou, and he didn't care about greeting him, so that the cargo bird left quietly, and also pulled away Mao Jue's mountain cargo full of three ships, ginseng occupied the deck and did not load, the distressed goods are said to be wiped with tears when they left, this time he also learned to be obedient, more than 30 meters of the Fu ship merchant ship actually brought back six, of course, brought back more southern goods.

At this end, the captured Jin Lian's Li Chao coolie was unloading the goods under the command of the snort, opening a box, Qian Zeng was also excitedly gesturing to Mao Jue, the whole box of lake paper was really snow-white, and the eyes of the people who watched it were harmed, and Mao Jue who saw it was satisfied and patted it again.

Taking advantage of Mao Jue's happiness, the kidney-deficient boy went up and pinched his shoulder, and said flatteringly.

"That's the case, Brother Mao, this time you raised a price, which made Master Fan feel ashamed, he actually embarrassed Brother Mao for so long, in order to express his sincerity, Master Fan decided to invest money in our Iron Mountain, what do you think?"

"How much silver he invests, I also invest as much silver, and make half of the money!"

This end is still holding the paper, Mao Jue said without thinking about it, and in an instant, Qian Zeng's smiling face froze there, and it was hard for a few seconds, and the goods hugged his fist sadly.

"You're always in charge, so it won't bother you, right?"

"We've been friends for so long, and you still don't know me? Fighting a war is an amateur, but doing business is a profession! Master Fan is coming, so we naturally have to do our best to be a landlord!"

"But this time, Master Fan wants to pay 100,000 taels to build a bridge between Yangzhou and Tieshan, and in the future, we will settle the silver ticket, and the province will have to transport tens of thousands of taels of silver back and forth!"

"Only 100,000 taels? Business will be big in the future! 100,000 taels is enough, I'll give 200,000 taels, let that Master Fan be generous, don't be petty!"

Qian Zeng's eyes widened, he had to make careful calculations for thousands of taels of silver before he set off, and he came back to brag without panting?

How did he know that in the past few months since he left, Mao Jue has gone to a friendly neighbor to rob him, and now he has to have a few hundred thousand taels if he is not worth a million.

What Fan Da salt merchant's careful thinking Mao Jue understands clearly, he has seen a lot of this in later generations, let him set a semicolon, Tieshan to the south of the Yangtze River to run the north goods directly monopolized, after two years, people have to reduce the price, you have nothing to do, because this road is broken, there are no other merchants to the north, this method, later generations do not know how many local governments have suffered the loss of developers, every day to watch the news Mao Jue is exposed to it.

However, if it is a partnership to contribute, enter into a covenant, this Mao Jue is not afraid of being deceived by these Hui merchants or Jin merchants, at this time the Chinese merchants are not like the later generations, what gutter oil, saliva hot pot, what black money are earned, they love their reputation more precious than their eyes, remember that at the end of the Qing Dynasty, some ticket numbers went bankrupt, and the ticket owners did not hesitate to go bankrupt, and several generations had to pay back the silver they owed, if their reputation stinks, they will not be able to mix in this line.

It was estimated that the money was collected on both sides! After all, he was the comprador agent of Yangzhou salt merchants before, and this time he doubled the price of northern goods, and he must be pressured and criticized when he goes back, but understanding is understanding, yes or no, he didn't give Qian Zeng time to continue the ink, stretched out his hand to let him shoulder, Mao Jue laughed heartily.

"Okay, let's not mention this yet, let's go, Brother Qian, Mao has something to show you!"

The kidney-deficient boy with a depressed face as if he had eaten Xiang, he commanded loudly to the guard of the Iron Mountain Harbor that managed the docks.

"Ship this rice paper to Uiju immediately!"

Mao Jue is really shameless! Adriana took advantage of the shipyard's top timber for a month of hard guidance, the kind of English luxury carriage with bending bearings was built by her, the day before yesterday, this girl drove the new carriage back from Xiongjin, to show off to Mao Jue, but he was immediately requisitioned in the name of the military, and the angry girl grinned and chased him around the fortress of Garlau Peak several times.

It's a bit like a car in later generations, the front and rear two rows of wheels carry the sedan car lifting rod, and there is even a steering wheel to control the direction of the front wheel, the carriage is decorated with various patterns with gold powder carving, the armrest is a Bavarian lion that Mao Jue has not figured out until now, and two Western beauty angels are carved in front of the car, wearing Celtic Valkyrie armor, holding a sword in her hand and flying forward. The whole carriage is gorgeous.

But at the beginning, I heard that I was going to take a four-wheeled carriage, and Qian Zeng was a little reluctant, shouting that Mao Jue was too low, and the four-wheeled carriage in the first few years was either a truck for grass people to pull goods, or it was simply a hearse, but after two hours of driving, his face was not the face when he came.

"Brother Mao! Brother Mao! Where did you order this carriage? The little brother wants to bring three or five cars when he goes back!"

This car is so stable! A cup of tea is placed on the table in the middle, and it is sprinkled on the ground, and the leather sofa is much more comfortable than the hard carriage of the two-wheeled carriage, not to mention the gilded ornaments in the car, the gilded Western mythological carvings, it is simply a tall spokesperson! In particular, the car is also very flexible in turning, the driver in front of the pro-soldier turns the steering wheel, and the horse can turn wherever it goes, unlike the traditional Chinese four-wheeled carriage, the wheels are fixed and dead, and it takes a turn to die.

But here Mao Jue became arrogant, and raised his head very angrily.

"This is the masterpiece of the foreign girl Adriana you brought to Mao last time, who is she? In their Western country, they are nobles! Everyone's ladies are beautiful, just like what Hou and what uncle, is her carriage casual? ”

As he spoke, he got out of the car and walked towards the yamen like an English gentleman with penguin steps.

Following behind, Mao Jue's words made Qian Zeng couldn't help but be confused for a while, Hou Ah Uncle of Western countries! What does it have to do with Daming? When I got here, I wasn't a slave girl, and after thinking about it for a long time, I finally figured out that the central theme of Mao Jue's words was nothing more than two words.

Poor money!

Since Mao Jue entered the state city, there has really been a big change here, in the past, those slave owners had many rules in their houses, and the silence was like a ghost, but now it is good, the streets are full of shops, especially the Zhenglan Banner Yamen, when Qian Zeng entered, a group of guards actually carried a large bucket to move inward, and the twenty or so rooms on the right were regarded as a new winery.

"I said Brother Mao, it's too ......"

Looking at this scene, Qian Zeng didn't know what to say, and shook his head speechlessly for a long time.

"Let these peddlers pawns! The craftsman goes down to the house and goes in and out of the yamen, where is the official authority! Where's the official?"

"If you really want to talk about peddlers and pawns, aren't those dignified old men in Yangzhou also peddlers and pawns? Besides, the house here is empty and empty, and the amount of bud rice shochu on that side is very large, and the autumn harvest is about to begin, so it is not much easier to transport the bud rice from Yiju here to be processed into soju than to ship it after brewing in Tieshan? ”

Mao Jue replied indifferently.

Of course, the majesty of the government still needs to be paid attention to, the government is regarded as a factory, how to deter the army in the future? However, the military and political center of Yizhou has moved to the southwest, and it was set up in Baima Mountain City by Mao Jue, no way, Yizhou is too close to the Yalu River, once Jiannu invades, even if you don't have to break through the left and right front tooth fortresses, you can also surround here at the first time, once the central command is surrounded, it will be difficult to do the defense work of Tieyi, so the geographical location of Yizhou in the Ming Dynasty, and even when the Later Jin reigned, it was superior, but when it came to Mao Jue, it was not possible here.

The two centers moved away, and the only remaining function of Yizhou City was the economic center, which received merchants from the Li Dynasty and exchanged goods from Liaodong, so a "chengguan brigade" plus a "business administration office" could handle most of the government affairs of Yizhou, and the Zhenglanqi Yamen, which occupies a full quarter of the area of Yizhou City, is really a waste if it is empty.

Take it out and use it reasonably, and it will naturally be good.

Not only the distillery, but also another factory workshop is located here, which is the destination of Mao Jue's trip, as soon as he enters the house, a stream of heat comes to his face, accompanied by a strange fragrance, in the first few rooms, the coal stove emits billowing green smoke, the iron heating pipe is steaming, and there are large pieces of leaves hanging on it, which have been baked browned and crispy, and there are constantly recruited workers to take some leaf bundles from here.

In the other rooms, the roasted leaves at the door were cut into sparse pieces with a large guillotine, and behind them were long wooden tables, and there were more than 20 workers sitting in a row, two of which were actually women, which was unprecedented in this era, not to mention, but also shocking.

The chopped leaves were rolled into rolls in the hands of the workers, and some loose wood fibers soaked in vinegar were placed underneath, and one was made and placed in the basket next to it.

In the last room, these things are boxed, twenty in a box, and a small fire sickle is stuffed into the last point, the box is made of cardboard shells, on both sides of the box, there are actually two landscape paintings printed, I don't know who wrote the two big Chinese characters are quite sharp.

"This is what Brother Mao said?"

Holding a box of hard Chinese, Qian Zeng smiled and shook his head with some disapproval, the mystery was mysterious, it turned out to be tobacco leaves!

It is said that tobacco and alcohol are not separated, but the time for cigarettes to be introduced is really not long, just a few decades ago, from Luzon, although there are not many plants today, but it is not rare, not too many businessmen regard this thing as a way to make money.

Although Mao Jue's cigarettes rolled into one by one are novel, in Qian Zeng's opinion, it is really nothing.

A pack of fifty yuan for the hard Chinese in later generations, Mao Jue can also take a look, and now he wants as much as he wants, and directly grabbed a large handful and stuffed it into Qian Zeng's arms.

"It's a mule or a horse coming out for a walk, Brother Qian, you try it first! Let's pick up two first, Dongzhu has come down in the past two days, let's go see Dongzhu again!"

It's really a bit inappropriate, Qian Zeng casually stuffed the cigarette into the baggage.