Generally, the spring ice and snow are opened, and the water is released to irrigate the paddy fields, but when the rice is harvested in autumn and the water is cleaned, you can also try your luck in the dry fields, although the probability is much smaller than that of pearl diving in the Yalu River and Daling River.

Fortunately, Mao Jue didn't want to pick so many Dongzhu, the whole event was more like a show, it was rare that in the 1,000 acres of rice fields, the guards and tunhu were touching in the mud while releasing water, turning out the autumn rice fish and huge river mussels, and the other side of the army was on the edge of the field to set up a fire, on-site picnic.

Su Yi cooks herself, I don't know if this girl is on time or something, look at her whole dishes, fried leeks with eggs, fried leeks with river mussels, leek rice sweetfish, shredded leek meat, staple food or leek box, didn't wait to eat, Mao Jue already felt that her nose was hot, this is the rhythm of being aphrodisiac.

On the edge of the table, there are a lot of large mussel shells, this river mussel is really big enough, the small one also has a slap laughing, the big one is as big as a small wheel, no wonder it can give birth to the Qing Dynasty can be called a treasure of the East Pearl, although one morning, not a single pearl was found, but the mussel meat is a full.

And the scene that really made Mao Jue care about happened, tobacco and alcohol are not separated, the soldiers who came with it, and a few guys brought by Qian Zeng, naturally slapped open a jar of corn wine, and then lit a cigarette in his hand, smoking and chatting at the same time, the familiar scene of handing cigarettes, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, just like those old drivers in later generations.

The reason why cigarettes can be popular, on the one hand, is because of its sober stimulating effect on the brain, nicotine can prompt the brain to secrete the happy element dopamine, on the other hand, it is thought that it is simple, and the smoking addiction is annoying, so take out one casually, stuff it in your mouth and light a fire, it is a cheap enjoyment, unlike the old old-timers who had to pull out the tobacco and carry a long cigarette bag.

A small gesture in people's hands, that is, rolling money.

Regardless of them, even if Qian Zeng is this product, he ate in a leek box, and he habitually took out a cigarette and lit it casually, and only then did he take a puff, and then he suddenly noticed Mao Jue's smiling face, which made the kidney-deficient man embarrassed.

"How, Brother Qian?"

"This gadget, I just brought it with me, and I took it without paying attention! If Brother Mao sells to Jiangnan, this time Qian can take a boat back to try it, but I don't know how the price is? ”

also realized the commercial value of this thing, took a deep breath, and Qian Zeng showed a happy expression.

The preparation is really complete, a few cigarette boxes were taken out by Mao Jue and placed on the table, the packaging is also from simple to complex, the rightmost side is a small box carved by wood, only the complex pattern printing and dyeing on the box, just like a work of art, relying on it, it is like a rouge box, the third is a paper shell box, printed with landscape scenery, the appearance is also good, the last one is much simpler, the shell of the rice paper soft packaging, the painting on it is like a child's graffiti.

"The wooden box is the best part of the middle leaf of tobacco, and there are spices inside, this is two taels of silver and twenty boxes each, one hundred and fifty wen a box, the most high-end kind of noodles are just like your Fan Daguan's high-class acquaintance."

"The rouge box is a lady's cigarette, and it is also the best part of the tobacco leaves selected from the middle, with some soft spices, as a lady's cigarette, on the Qinhuai River, there should be a lot of sales, one or two silver, seventy-five wen a box."

"The third class is for scholars, the middle class, medium tobacco leaves, a small amount of spices, 500 wen a piece, 30 wen a box, the last class is ordinary people, 160 wen a piece, 10 wen a box, the lowest tobacco leaves, no spices!"

"This cigarette is your business and mine! Don't look for Mr. Fan to cooperate, I won't give you anything to get the price, Mao will give you 10,000 taels of silver, let's two partnerships, in Yangzhou, Yingtian, Changshu, Suzhou first open four tobacco shops to try, the silver earned this time 28 points, I will give you 20%, what do you think? ”

Still not too optimistic about this box of cigarettes, Mao Jue's proposal is equivalent to taking all the risks, just make a mouth by yourself, just two legs, at most take up more space on the ship, this time the north goods will take less, I don't want to think about it, he nodded, I don't know, I don't know what he will look like in the future.

"Done!"

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Jiangnan's business can be regarded as negotiated, and at the same time, Mao Jue's cigarette plan to infiltrate Houjin is also quietly going on.

The horse market on the Yalu River has become the largest border market in Northeast Asia. Cloth, velvet, needlework pots and pans, large and small groceries, almost all of them have become a department store, the Mongolians as far as Liaohetao, almost half of Liaodong have people come here to trade, covering the entire Eight Banners.

This border market, a month to bring tens of thousands of taels of profits, but this profit is not Mao Jue himself to eat, but also to share about half of the profit to other generals in Dongjiang Town, each family will have goods also take to sell, the mountain goods received by Mao Jue is a little higher than the price of the southern merchants. Especially his son Mao Wenlong, he has to take out 10,000 taels every month to honor his father, and the whole family of Maofu also has to rely on his father to support him. After all, everyone earns money, everyone is happy together, and the imperial court wants to check that the entire Dongjiang River is topped together, if you eat alone, there must be someone behind you who will be angry.

In the market, the price was adjusted here, and the smoke rings flew up, and the Houjin people at this time were actually very simple, not at all like the flag people who formed the old Beijing culture, and a stupid little white Jurchen chief led the horse and came up curiously.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing here? Why do you still spit out cigarettes? ”

"You don't know! This thing is called China, it came from the overseas Boni country, and it is now the most popular thing in Daming! When you are tired, when you are hungry and have not eaten, you can have one, and you can also relieve fatigue and stop hunger, which is a good thing! ”

With a cigarette between his index and middle fingers, the fat man is full of enjoyment. Although it is inseparable from the Ming Dynasty, but for the culture of the Ming Dynasty, the Houjin people are still very inferior, and when they heard that the Ming Dynasty was popular, the Jurchen man who led the horse suddenly became interested.

"Well, can you let me try to smoke one too!"

"It's choking! You may not be able to stand it the first time!"

The fat man was generous, a cigarette went over, and the Jurchen man who led the horse was also full of novelty, and he inhaled it hard, and was immediately choked and coughed, and the fat man who was laughing with a funny appearance immediately leaned forward and closed.

"I'll just say you can't! Okay, you can't enjoy this thing, so let's see something else! ”

"Whoever said, who said I can't do it, I'll try again!"

"Okay, okay, you keep trying, this will be slow, don't be too violent!"

After a while, the Jurchen man seemed to have found some fun with tobacco, became enjoyable, and after spitting out a smoke ring, he gave a thumbs up to the fat man.

"Good stuff!"

"Our brothers are also fateful, na, these boxes will be given to you!"

It's really generous, with a shake of his hand, the fat man threw out three or five boxes, holding the cigarette box, the Jurchen man thanked him again, and the baby put it into the horse coat like that, and walked out of the city with satisfaction.

As soon as this person left, a look of successful conspiracy was immediately revealed on Su Changmei's bun face, threw the cigarette butt, and shook his fat head with a sinister hum.

"Smoke it! Next time you come, you'll have to pay for it! ”

There is no free lunch in the world, now is the time to advertise, like him to throw out, this border market, has to go out one or two thousand boxes a day, he, the iron and righteous steward, has personally gone into battle, every businessman sent to the market has the task of selling out, how much need to be pushed out in a day.

But if you are really addicted to smoking, you have to come back to buy it with real money, it has only been a few days, and the sales period given by Mao Jue has not ended, and you have already seen the return money, just like this Su Changmei brought ten cigarettes, and sent out two by noon, and three have been sold, in exchange for a sheep, a few boxes of ginseng, a mink, and a big Ganoderma lucidum. He threw the lingzhi into the money box, and as soon as he reached out and lit one, the fat man continued to enjoy the smoke ring.

"What a good thing!"

"But general, why doesn't he use it himself?"

No wonder Su Fatzi is puzzled, since the opening of the cigarette factory in Yizhou, Mao Jue has begun to vigorously promote it within himself, with 1,600 pro-corps, five boxes of cigarettes a month for free, and his generals and the generals of the Dongjiang River are also vigorously gifted, and now, Wen Meng, Danghai, Mao Youde, Mao Zhongming, and even the Zhao brothers of the foreign department, Tian Tao, He Baobao, etc., have all been drawn out and become smokers, but Mao Jue, the initiator, is actually a non-smoker.

"Forget it, whatever!"

Another Mongolian with a horse walked over, poked his head curiously, and the bad rhetoric just now was thrown out by Su Changmei again, this time, not only sold the cigarettes, but also sold another cigarette, and in the territory of Houjin, there was an extra old smoking gun, and in Mao Jue's pocket, there was an extra string of silver.

The mutual market lasted until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and the cigarettes were sold out, and with the southern goods in exchange, one by one the Eight Banners staggered and rode back with satisfaction, and they had a shiny cigarette butt in their mouths, and the cigarettes in their blankets began to spread like spider webs in Houjin......