Wang Yan saw that it was just noon, so he nodded and agreed, the most traffic-saving site for mobile phones.

This wine shop is not as good as a restaurant in the city, only two floors, in the middle of the lobby is a square platform, a down-and-out literati wearing a color uniform, is standing in the center of the platform, there is a startling wood on a table in front of him, he is talking about Lu Ti's fist beating the town of Guanxi.

The three of them entered the wine shop, and on the tables around the square platform, most of them were placed with small dishes and drinks, and many people gathered around the tables, eating and listening, and when they said something wonderful, some people forgot to eat, stared at the storyteller intently, and applauded frequently.

Seeing this, Wang Yan went up to the second floor with Wang Fuzhi and Gu Yanwu, Lu Shikui led two guards to follow, and more than ten other people sat downstairs, observing the surrounding situation.

The middle of the second floor is hollowed out, a square fence, sitting on the side, just to see the room, the storyteller on the platform below, it can be seen that this storytelling, commenting, has become a part of the life of the residents of the city.

The wine shop is supposed to be a place to eat and drink, but looking at the whole layout, it seems that storytelling is the focus.

Wang Yan and the three of them sat down at the table against the fence, Gu Yanwu ordered a pot of rice wine and asked for six dishes, Xiao Si agreed, and hurried down, while Lu Shikui sat down a little farther away, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

At Wang Yan's table, a fat man with a round head and a short neck was opening his mouth wide, staring intently at the storyteller below, and was hearing, "The three of them drank to a few glasses, and they were talking about gossip and fighting some marksmanship, and they could enter the port, only to hear someone in the pavilion next door choking up and crying." ”

The storyteller's face sank, and he made an impatient gesture, "Naruda was anxious, so he threw all the dishes on the floor, and said angrily, the restaurant has never lost your wine money!" But who do you teach people to squeak and cry in the walls, and stir up the brothers to eat and drink? ”

Wang Yan listened for a while, and said to the two people next to him: "Before, the people liked to hear about the loyalty and martyrdom of Yue Chuan, and even arranged my plays, but now they like to listen to the Water Margin, which is really like water!" ”

"It's not surprising that before the Qing army did evil, the people hoped that someone would protect them, so they worshiped the martyrs, and now that the Qing army has been driven away, they are more concerned about their lives." Gu Yanwu said: "The recent plays that the Ministry of Rites has invited people to compile are not very popular among the people, and the people prefer to listen to things that say that the imperial court is not. ”

Wang Fuzhi: "It's no wonder, they were originally bound to the land, self-sufficient, not disturbed by their surroundings, but now when they enter the city, they see the extravagant life of the nobles, and they inevitably feel anxious and uneasy in their hearts when they hear and see it. ”

Wang Yan listened to it and realized something, he looked at the distribution of people at all levels in the city of Nanjing, surrounding the imperial city, circle by circle, high and low, and the hierarchy was clear. In the middle is the imperial palace, where the mansions of the princes and ministers are magnificent, and then the courtyards of the gentry and wealthy families are carved and painted, and when they reach the outer layer, they become slums.

So many people at the bottom, because of the disintegration of the original social structure, came to the city from the countryside to beg for a living, and they saw the life of the aristocracy and rich in the city, and naturally wanted to climb up.

In a country, the upper-class characters are always limited, and they are also relative, it is impossible to say that everyone has become an upper-class noble, only a few can climb up, only a few can succeed, and more people fail in the process of climbing and fall to the bottom, which will naturally make the society accumulate a lot of resentment.

What Wang Yan can do now is to try to alleviate the grievances at the bottom, so that the hard-working people have corresponding rewards and harvests, and create more upward channels for the society, so that the people below can see the hope of climbing up, and more people at the bottom can succeed.

Now there are many forces that support Wang Yan, and they are even very strong, and those emerging landlords and gentry, and big businessmen are all his supporters, but this does not mean that Wang Yan does not need the support of the people at the bottom.

Wang Yan was thinking about how to alleviate the conflict, whether to reduce taxes, or in some other way, but at this moment, the storyteller below suddenly slapped the wood in surprise and said: "If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown." ”

The round-headed fat man next to him, who was staring intently at the storyteller, turned his head stupidly, drank a bowl of wine with unfinished satisfaction, and then put the wine bowl on the table, and said to an old man and a young man sitting on the table: "Third uncle, have you thought about it?" How interesting it is for you to look at the city of Nanjing, what does it mean for you to guard those acres of land in your hometown? Now people plant mulberry seedlings, they are hundreds of acres, thousands of acres of seeds, how much can you harvest in a year? It's better to sell the land, exchange it for silver, and follow his nephew to set up a workshop in Nanjing. ”

The young man next to him was obviously very interested, and there was a light in his eyes, "Second brother, this workshop is really more cost-effective than farming, can you make a lot of money?" ”

The old man glared at the young man, "What do you know, don't have a good family identity, sell your land to become a businessman, how can you be the right ancestor!" ”

The round-faced fat man was a little unhappy when he heard this, "Third uncle, you are all old emperors, look at the current merchants, which one is not better than us, how many merchants have lived in the inner city, and we are still squatting outside the city." Let's just say that Liu Yuanwai in our town, a thousand acres of land at home, is not bad, but compared to it, his little land rent is not as good as a workshop of thirty or forty people in Nanjing. ”

"Second brother, Liu Yuanwai is a famous squire in Huizhou, can you make more money than Liu Yuanwai by opening a workshop?"

The fat man was surprised when he saw the young man, and even the old man was a little moved, and smiled contemptuously, "This is nature, collect cotton, weave it into the cotton cloth of the first number, and sell it to local cloth merchants, a horse can earn seven or eight yuan of silver, if it can be transported farther and sold to maritime merchants, at least one or two or five yuan can be earned." Do the math, if you weave 2,000 horses of fine cotton cloth a year, you can earn more than 3,000 taels of silver, and how much can you collect rent? ”

The fat man said, looked at the old man and said, "Third uncle, if you really want to farm, then my nephew will also show you a way out, the business in Guangzhou is recruiting people to farm in Nanyang." You know, Zhancheng rice, the land that crops three times a year, where the land is cheap, is short of people, you sell the land to that side, and within a few years, you will also become a landlord. ”

The old man looked at each other a little when he heard this, and this time he didn't say anything to question the fat man.

Seeing this, the round-faced fat man said earnestly: "Uncle, nephew, I am now working for Donglai, specializing in shipping, relationships and channels, my nephew has sold the family's land, but it is still almost silver, so that he can open a workshop by himself, if you think about it, we will do it together, if you don't think about it, it doesn't matter, I will invite you to come to Nanjing as a nephew." ”

Saying that, the round-faced fat man waved his hand, and called the little second brother to settle the bill, the little second brother thought about it, and quickly said: "Second brother Gao, a total of six hundred and five wen, you are a frequent customer, count six hundred wen for you!" ”

The round-faced fat man immediately took out a small silver ticket of one or two and handed it to Xiao Er, who took it and hurriedly retreated, and after a while, he came up with three strings of copper coins and forty or fifty loose coins.

China lacks silver, generally silver is expensive and copper cheap, but with the large-scale appearance of money and silver tickets, plus a large amount of silver from Japan and the South Seas into China, resulting in a lack of silver in the market, but a shortage of copper money, and now copper money has risen to 900 Wen is equal to one tael of silver.

"Third uncle, I'm settled the account, you go on to eat, go back to the inn when you're done, my nephew still has some things, I'll come to you again in the evening, and take you to see the night market in Nanjing!" The fat man said, stood up, and took the copper coin.

"Second brother Gao, these three strings of copper coins, each string of 100 texts, two strings are new coins minted by the imperial court this year, the fineness is sufficient, and one string is some old money, these fifty loose coins and this string of old coins are exactly equivalent to a string of new money, you have collected it."

"It's not easy to bring!" The two fat men said a word, stuffed two strings of new money into the money bag, but the rest could not be filled, he hesitated for a moment, and finally simply gave a string of old money and fifty loose coins to the young man, pretending to be generous: "Fourth brother, after eating, take my uncle to have a cup of tea and listen to the book." ”