Whether it was Li Baihu Li Yaowu who was still thinking about playing tricks, or Shen Baihu Shen Rong who was crying and pleading with a sad face, all their private goods were finally collected by Mao Jue, plus the private goods of the huge sea, and in one night, there were no less than four or five thousand taels of northern goods in his Qianzong compound.

Indeed, smuggling in the army has become a conventional unspoken rule, I don't know how many people live on this mouthful, but there is an important rule in the army, who has a hard fist, who has the final say! Mao Jue can't care about other Qianhu, but he is now this Qian's master, not to mention the silver under his nose, and he has to cannon others, which is a dream.

Mao Wenlong hopes to be the successor of the next generation of Phi Dao, even if he doesn't want to, this knows that this era is in chaos, and the name is as cheap as grass, especially living in Dongjiang Town, the forefront of the conflict between the Ming and Qing dynasties, if you want to live, and live with dignity, it is absolutely impossible to have no soldiers at hand, you need silver to raise soldiers, and most of the silver is still held by the generals of Liaodong and Dongjiang, and if you want to do it, you have to squeeze it out of the hands of these guys, and you can't leave half of the face, whoever wants to be weak will have to be kicked down.

If you want to get out of the way, you have to be ruthless.

Early in the morning, Mao Jue hadn't woken up yet, his courtyard door had been knocked on, and in the second half of the night when he was on a mission last night, Wen Meng was also sleepy at this time, rubbing a pair of swollen eye bubbles, and angrily pushed open the door and opened his mouth to scold.

"Who? Early in the morning, report the funeral? ”

"Oh, Master Wen, it's the last general! Weekend! ”

On the day Mao Jue took office, this Shen Rong was flying and domineering, and he looked like he didn't eat oil and salt, but this time, it was really like a different person, the thick beard on his face was smooth, and the stiff horizontal flesh seemed to be soft, nodding his head and shoving a piece of broken silver into Wen Meng's hand.

"It's a small meaning, it's not a respect, there will be an urgent matter to visit the Lord of Qianhu, and I hope that Master Wen will give you a report or two!"

Almost half a tael, equivalent to more than five hundred yuan, weighing that bit of silver, this Wen Meng's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, just now he was still rude, and immediately the horse's face was cloudy and sunny, as if he had seen a close comrade-in-arms, and he returned a fist with a smile.

"It's easy to say, yesterday Master Qian was still talking about Lord Shen, come with the little one, please! Please! ”

With Wen Meng leading the way, this Shen Baihu successfully entered the room, and actually had a cup of tea, or the room where the discussion was last time, holding warm tea, sitting on the bench and waiting, which made Shen Rong feel a little flattered.

After waiting for about ten minutes, it seemed that he hadn't woken up a little, wearing a helmet crookedly, Mao Jue wandered in as if he was sleepwalking, and hurriedly stood up, Shen Rong was just about to hug his fists, but Mao Jue didn't see him, swayed first to his Qianhu chair and sat down, yawned heavily, and then rubbed his eyes and greeted him.

"Ha, Lao Shen, I haven't seen you for a month, you are a lot haggard, so early in the morning, it's not good to rest at home, what's the matter with looking for Lao Tzu?"

Otherwise, if you, a loser, robbed Lao Tzu's goods, who the hell would want to come to you in the morning without hugging your mother-in-law and sleepy?

I greeted Mao Wenlong and Mrs. Shen in my heart, but on my face, this Shen Rong became more and more humble, and he didn't mention last night's incident, first a box was placed on the table, and as soon as he opened it, the five silver ingots inside suddenly showed a smiling face, and the box was pushed in front of Mao Jue.

"The little one is a rough man, he doesn't know what the rules are, it's really a sin to do it, this little meaning, I wish you a high promotion, and I hope you will laugh!"

It should be almost fifty taels of silver, and there should be forty or fifty thousand yuan in the future, this number is almost enough to package a small project at the back door, this Shen Rong really made a bloody investment, Mao Jue was not polite to him, as soon as the lid of the box was closed, he directly stuffed the silver into his arms, and he still arched his fist with the appearance of being half-dead.

"Lao Shen is wasted, but Lao Tzu is disrespectful!"

Shen Rong was a little dumbfounded, all the money was collected, but Mao Jue was the sleepy person who drooped his head and never mentioned the goods that were deducted, is there such a brazen person?

If he didn't mention it, Shen Rong had to find a way to mention it himself, and there was an extra layer of white sweat on his head, and this guy moved forward a little bit and lowered his voice.

"Master Qian, there is another matter, this morning, Li Yaowu and Zhang Mengfu have two, but they went to the city with the silver, and the direction of going should be the Shen Mansion, you see ......"

"Oh, got it! Anything else? ”

Still so dazed, Mao Jue yawned and responded nonchalantly. Originally, I thought this was a big news, which could attract Mao Jue's attention, but who knew that it was such a reaction, and all of a sudden, this Shen Rong really had no tricks, so he could only salute aggrievedly.

"The last general is fine, the last general will retire, and please rest in peace."

"Wait!"

Walking out in a gray way, just walked to the door, but Mao Jue's greeting suddenly sounded behind him, as if he was in good spirits, and in Shen Rong's little expectation, and a little afraid of looking back, Mao Jue lazily got up from the chair, swayed in front of him, and slapped him on the shoulder, but he didn't have a head and no brains to ask.

"Old Shen, whose flag are you carrying? To whom is the errand? ”

"Go back to the Thousand Households, the last will carry your flag and be an errand under you!"

This is a matter of standing in line, and it has been decided to put the treasure on Mao Jue, Shen Rong hurriedly corrected his attitude, who knew that this answer made Mao Jue shake his head heavily.

"Wrong!"

"Huh? The last general is stupid, please show me! ”

In this surprised bow, Mao Jue shook his head and pulled the tiger skin and pulled the flag.

"Remember, you are carrying the banner of the Mao family and working hard for our Dongjiang chief Mao Wenlong and Mao Dashuai!"

"Don't think about taking back your little things, but Lao Tzu doesn't lose you, in June and July, this silver Lao Tzu will give you, and the price you will give to the Shen family is higher, and the goods you leave in the future will also be taken here by Lao Tzu, and you can't lose it."

"You have a wide range of channels there, anyway, it's okay in the next two months, contact Lao Tzu to contact the North Korean grain seller, Lao Tzu has a lot of salted fish to ship here, you find a way, how much Lao Tzu will give you 30%!"

"Hurry up."

Yawning, Mao Jue walked out of the main hall with his waist stretched and fell behind, but Shen Rong was dumbfounded when he heard it.

Mao Jue just talked a lot, in fact, the core idea is just one sentence, my dad is Li Gang! Anyway, it's pretty much the same!

Although it is cheesy, but in the future, you have to fight for everything, not to mention now, the relationship behind Liang Yiliang can be regarded as a reassurance to Shen Rong!

Before Mao Jue followed Shen Rong's boat, bent down, and endured hardships, first give him a pragmatic and hard-working, Lixian corporal impression, last night was soft and hard not to eat, and showed the means, so that people already have the potential to succeed, and they can't figure out where Mao Jue came from, this Shen Rong didn't run to Shen Shikui in the city, but came to him with money to buy insurance, and then give him a reassuring pill and a guarantee at this time, which is enough to suppress this rough man and make him bow his head and sell his life.

People are like this, if Mao Jue comes up, he will shout that Mao Wenlong is my father! Although Shen Rong has to give face, he can't help but see Mao Jue clearly in his heart, but he is just a gentleman who relies on Lao Tzu, but now, after half a minute of being stunned, it doesn't matter if there is any goods or not, it is still a bit bizarre for a dignified boy to sell salted fish, as soon as he turned his head, Shen Rong hurriedly went out of the yamen of thousands of households to do things for Mao Jue.

Of the thirteen thousand households, another hundred households were caught by Mao Jue.

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The Phi Dao market is too small, and on the first day I heard that a large number of cheap salted fish were on the market, and many poor people came to buy them, but after two or three days, they were almost saturated, and the busy salted fish shops quickly became crowded again, except for the housekeepers of a few large wealthy merchants in the city who came to order and satisfy the hunger of the people, and the people who came to buy fish began to become sporadic and sporadic in addition to the housekeepers who came to buy fish.

However, Mao Jue doesn't care, there is a shortage of food these years, as long as it is eaten, it will definitely not be sold, and it is a big deal to go to North Korea and Shandong, on the one hand, there are one or two million people, and on the other hand, there is a market of tens of millions of people in the Guannai.

In the next few days, Mao Jue still put all his thoughts on the side of the three surnames and hundreds of households, as for the two hundred households of Zhang and Li, who were robbed of the goods, they went to Shen Shikui's housekeeper to make a fuss, but they didn't make a fuss, and finally had to go down, and the two hundred households could only knock out their front teeth and swallow their stomachs, thinking that they were unlucky.

On the seashore, a few sentry boats rowed oars, and big fish washed up on the beach, and some villagers had already taken ropes to help tie the boats, and several young people carried the large buckets containing hundreds of kilograms of fish, carried them down from the boats, and pushed them to the village.

I really want to thank the old man Zhu Yuanzhang, because of his policy of banning the sea, the seafood in a few nautical miles in China is much more abundant than that of later generations, which has not yet penetrated into the ocean, and he fishes in the sea area three or four days away from Phi Dao, and the harvest in a day can also be thousands of kilograms, and a meal or so can fill ten large barrels.

This year, the first acre of land was planted for a whole year, and the wheat was only about 500 kilograms.

On the shore, the women of the village are more busy weaving fishing nets, and the string of copper coins that their men got back a few days ago has already shown them the way to wealth.

Mao Jue promised that if the output of 500 barrels could be reached this month, the family would receive one or two silver!

It's not just fish, leaning against the root of the window, a lot of black things are under the hot sun, reluctantly spitting out the slightest bit of water in the body, this year the sea cucumber can not be cultivated, all of them are wild sea cucumbers, this thing is as precious as later generations, a box of twenty or thirty dried sea cucumbers, in Shandong can be sold for one or two silver.

If he could become such a black-hearted boss before the crossing, within a year or two, Mao Jue would have to take advantage of tens of millions, but now, Mao Jue, who was busy picking sea cucumbers, was still not happy.

On the one hand, the efficiency is too low, with the few broken ships in the huge sea, even if the six sentinel boats under Shen Rong are borrowed, the output is still not high, and the salt from Xiaoludao can be left in the warehouse.

Another point is that it is too passive! Shen Rong has not yet gone to the trade route of selling fish to the Korean Kingdom, and he has to wait until next month, and Mao Jue's plan to expand his business is actually stuck there, and everything has to wait for Qian Zeng to come back from Jiangnan in June and July.

"Boat, I need a boat!"

An unlucky sea cucumber, whose intestines were squeezed out by Mao Jue, pinched the guy, Mao Jue muttered sadly, but at this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded at the entrance of the village, but it was Wen Meng who was sweating profusely and rushed over.

The more people under his hands, the better, anyway, there is silver, in the past two days, Mao Jue has picked more than 20 middle-aged men in the three surnamed hundred households and the Shen family, all of them are in accordance with Qi Jiguang's method of selecting soldiers, and the honest and honest people are selected, which makes Wen Meng take training, and by the way, he also looked at the things detained in the thousand households, seeing that he was in such a hurry, Mao Jue really sighed in his heart, threw down the sea cucumber and hurriedly stood up and greeted him.

"Lao Wen, why are you here, what's going on?"

"Big deal!"

Turning over and dismounting suddenly, without even breathing, Wen Meng wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and said hurriedly.

"Today, the handsome man has returned from Ningyuan! Mao Shen will ask the little one to hurry up and call the young master to go back! ”