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In the afternoon, Ma Zhong had the people drive away the people in the military city. When there was no outsider in the military market, he ordered the military market to be fenced with a wooden fence.

The actions after that were a bit incomprehensible.

After Ma Zhong drove away, he neither stockpiled nor made any adjustments, and directly asked those soldiers who had worked for many days to go back to sleep.

Those people are far away, and there are still inexplicable discussions.

Bai Xingxing ran over, and today he was facing outsiders, and this little profiteer could only give his father a beating.

Seeing that there was nothing to do at this time, he came to his master to learn the truth.

Ma Zhong was very willing to chat with his little apprentice a few more words, and when he saw him coming, he quipped, "How is your business today?" ā€

"It's fine." Bai smiled happily.

"Huh? Not bad. ā€

Ma Zhong was a little surprised, everyone saw the depression this morning, and they couldn't imagine that Bai Xingxing could gain something.

"Because since I heard that Master said that he was going to open a military market, I sold all my father's belongings and replaced them with salt. I lost a little bit when I changed the salt, and now I have to make up for it, and I still have some surplus. ā€

This little guy has a pretty nimble brain.

In this era, salt is equal to money, and the value is very stable.

Bai Xingxing said, "Jianchang City is too small, and our things are large and repetitive, so it is estimated that it will be difficult to make a move." Even if the salt in my hand can't be sold here, I won't suffer a loss if I exchange it for the Baili Junhou in the future. ā€

Ma Zhong is really impressed by the happiness of the dialogue now, he has such a talent for business since he was a child, and his future is limitless.

……

The military market of Captain Wu Meng's camp was closed for only half a day and no longer received, which made the people in Jianchang City have a lot to talk about.

The consensus is that things are cheap, but they should wait.

Anyway, there are many stalls and enough quantities, even if you can't buy this one, you can look at other things, and it's not a pity to miss it.

In contrast, the little money in his hand is counted.

Zhang Tang had already quietly sent his eyes and ears to mix in the crowd, and when he heard what people said, he hurriedly returned.

The military marquis was anxious and annoyed when they heard this, but they had no choice but to lay down their hearts and wait to see Ma Zhong's method.

Ma Zhong still closed the camp gate on the second day, which made Zhang Tang and the others impatient again.

All they lack now is time.

After all, with so many goods, the transaction is a long process, and no matter what means Ma Zhong has, he can't afford to delay it at the moment.

The joint urging of the military marquis had an effect, and Ma Zhong immediately announced that he would go to Jianchang City to make an announcement, and the military market would be carried out as usual tomorrow.

If you wait one more day, you will probably have to throw away a lot of supplies in vain. Hearing that they still had to wait for tomorrow, Zhang Tang and Cen Wolf endured it again and again, and then pressed it down.

The people in Jianchang City are even more strange, and they don't know what the mystery is in the past two days of the market closure.

Bai Xingxing is a disciple of Ma Zhong, so it is naturally reasonable to ask this kind of thing if he doesn't understand.

Ma Zhong smiled and touched the white happy dog's head, "It's nothing, the bigger benefits should be stimulated by the stoppage, so that the market attention will be relatively high." ā€

Bai Xingxing was confused.

However, Ma Zhong's prediction was correct, the military market opened wide on the second day, and there were indeed a lot more people coming.

Part of it is to continue to wait and see the price, and the other part is purely out of curiosity.

As soon as Ma Zhong beckoned, Li Sizheng, who had been prepared for a long time, rushed out from behind and shouted, "Folks! Come all here! Come here! ā€

As soon as Li Sizheng's traitorous tone came out, Ma Zhong didn't dare to stand with a knife next to him.

The sense of immediacy when the devil enters the village is too strong.

Those villagers were already curious, and they surrounded them with a lot of pressure, staring at Ma Zhong and Li Sizheng with a pair of eyes.

Li Sizheng wanted to say a few words, but Ma Zhong hurriedly waved his hand to rebuke him. Then he walked to the mountain of supplies accumulated by Gongzhong, and picked up a piece of silk and satin. When unfolded, it is about five or six feet long.

Ma Zhong took it and raised it to the surrounding people, showed it, and asked loudly, "Ten cents, who wants it?" ā€

"Ten cents?" The people gasped in unison as if they had a toothache.

This is the finest real silk satin!

These people were stunned, but a childish voice shouted, "I want it!" ā€

Ma Zhong was also a little surprised, and when he looked at it, he was actually happy.

I couldn't help but laugh at the moment, this little clever ghost.

Others didn't dare to believe Ma Zhong's words, but his apprentice was convinced.

Before the stunned villagers could figure out what was going on, Bai Xingxing had already come out of the crowd and counted out ten coins from a string of money.

Ma Zhong didn't talk nonsense, and stuffed the silk in his hand into his hand, "Take it." ā€

When those people saw a child, who had really been exchanged for a small piece of silk for only ten cents, they all quarreled with red eyes.

"My lord, we want it too!"

"Give me, give me!"

Behind Bai Xingxing, a sturdy man with a brave body squeezed over, and this big man swept around with big eyes like copper bells, "Who dares to bully me!" ā€

This is Bai Xingxing's father.

Ma Zhong glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it. He picked up a plow and looked it up and down, and said loudly, "Who wants a penny!" ā€

Now everyone is not calm, the iron plough is not used by ordinary people, and this material alone has to be ten cents up.

The villagers had no scruples anymore and shouted loudly, "I want me!" ā€

Ma Zhong casually designated one, and Li Sizheng went up and exchanged the plow for a penny. The villager who had changed to the plough was overjoyed, and clutched the plough tightly in his hand.

At this time, the emotions of the audience have been mobilized.

There are even people who take the initiative to increase the price, "I'll make two articles!" "I'll make three articles!"

Ma Zhong ignored these reasons.

He stood still and pointed to one of the materials, "The best catalpa wood, thick in the encirclement, thirty pieces, can make a few good coffins." One hundred texts, who wants it? ā€

At this time, ordinary people couldn't speak, but a few stewards jumped out of the crowd in a hurry, "I want it!" I want it! ā€

"Your Excellency will give you a while, and then you will ask someone to withdraw the money!"

In the Three Kingdoms era, the purchasing power of 100 wen was very huge, especially the five baht coins that circulated in the Han Dynasty. Sun Quan also minted money himself, but he loved to be clever, and the copper material was seriously insufficient. Later, because Wu Qian lost his credibility, he even used Liu Bei's Shu money as an official currency.

These stewards were originally sent by the big clans in Jianchang City to see the excitement, how could they prepare so much money on them.

Ma Zhong ignored them, and when he saw that no one could take out the cash, he continued to point with his hand, "Three pieces of pig skin, one penny or one liter of rice." ā€

The price of grain fluctuated greatly, and in the cheapest Yuankang year, one hundred and twenty catties of grain could only be exchanged for five yuan. In times of famine, the same amount of grain can be sold for thousands of dollars.

But these are of little significance to Koto, because Koto copper coins are very few, and they are simply not enough to form a stable price.

In fact, in the whole world, there are not many copper coins in the monetary sense. Because the money is minted with real copper, and then it is stretched out by layers of officials, the profit is not so big.

The merchant took the copper coin in his hand, melted it and beat it into bronze vessels, and the value was several times greater.

During the Eastern Han Dynasty, it took a lot of effort to grit his teeth and cast a little money.

In the era of Cao Pi, life really couldn't go on, Cao Pi's heart was horizontal, and Lao Tzu couldn't do it without spending money.

So copper coins were simply abolished and replaced with silk and silk.

- This emperor is a strange man.

And throughout the Western Jin Dynasty that succeeded the Three Kingdoms, the imperial court did not mint a penny again.

-- The whole court is wonderful.

Of course, it is more cost-effective to use a liter of rice than a penny, but even those villagers and peasants did not rush over with their pockets on their backs, and some people immediately panicked, "Can you give me a moment of grace?" ā€

Before he could say a word, someone took a penny in exchange for the three pig skins.

For a while, many villagers had an epiphany in an instant, and if they didn't go back to get money and food, there was a bird standing here stupidly.