Chapter Seventy-Three: The Black Shop
Walking and walking, Liu Yun suddenly said to Zhang San: "Third brother, there is a ready-to-wear shop over there." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Zhang San reacted at this time, and when he entered the store, the shopkeeper came up and asked, "How many people are objectively pleased, what do you need?" ā
Zhang San said: "Give me a good brocade dress." ā
The shopkeeper immediately said: "Hey, please here, objectively speaking, he is a genius, this is the most popular nowadays, and the students in the Guozi Prison wear this to participate in the poetry meeting." ā
Zhang Sanzheng didn't know what to wear to the Chrysanthemum Club, and he heard the store say that it was not exactly what he needed to wear at the Poetry Club. Immediately asked, "Oh, yes, how much is this?" ā
The shopkeeper said: "Guest, this is the best Shu brocade, you see that this moire is woven by the weaver Niang a thread, as long as three money." ā
Zhang San looked at the shopkeeper in surprise, wondering if he had entered a black shop. I have lived for more than half a month, and a silk horse is only about three times.
The shopkeeper looked at Zhang San's strange face, and hurriedly introduced: "Objectively, I think it's too gorgeous, I still have an ordinary fine silk material, as long as it is consistently three hundred and thirty Wen, a thousand dollars, you see that this workmanship and this texture are all needles and needles." ā
Zhang San looked at it and felt that this was barely acceptable, just a piece of clothing, Zhang San asked: "Oh, it's good, is there anything cheaper in the store?" ā
The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Objective, the small store has worse clothes, but it is not worthy of your noble temperament, doesn't it seem that I have no eyesight to take it out, otherwise, you really want to buy, I also really want to sell, I am asking you to take fifty wen, nine hundred and fifty wen you take it, what do you see." ā
Zhang San was a little hesitant, feeling that it was still too expensive, thinking that he would definitely have to take someone with him then, Yang Tai was undoubtedly the best candidate, and he had to buy a set for Yang Tai too, and looked at a set of tight-sleeved clothes next to him that was just right, Zhang San pointed and asked, "How much is that?" ā
The shopkeeper glanced at it and said, "You can take that 900 wen." ā
Zhang San looked at it and said, "Two rooms are 1,800 Wen, okay?" ā
The shopkeeper pretended to be in pain and said: "Hey, big official, you still care about these thirty or fifty wen with such a big status, and you should be rewarded to us, we have something to eat, and we will miss you when we eat!" ā
Zhang San turned his head when he heard this, and the shopkeeper immediately said: "Oh, how can the villain open a store to let the objective work harder, I hope you will patronize more, I will wrap it for you for 1,800 yuan." ā
Zhang San walked out of the store, thinking about the joy of the shopkeeper's sale, and asked Liu Yun and Zhang Yuanba curiously, do you know how many clothes can be made from a piece of cloth, Zhang Yuanba shook his head, Liu Yun thought about it and said: "Third brother, I don't know about this, but I can always make more than ten pieces." ā
Zhang San almost died of anger, this ancient shopkeeper is also so dark! Liu Yun saw Zhang San looking at the clothes in his hand with a calm face, and explained: "This is fair to do business. ā
Zhang San looked at him strangely. He touched his head and said: "Sometimes, if it is a rainy day, my sister will also make clothes for the ready-to-wear shop, and it takes two days to make this dress, and it takes a few days to embroider these patterns, and my sister can give more than 400 yuan to make a ready-to-wear shopkeeper." The cost of this cloth is also three or four hundred yuan. ā
Zhang San is powerless to complain about the labor cost being more expensive than the price of the cloth itself, and now the price of hired labor in Tokyo has rebounded, and now it has reached 60 Wen, which is fast from 80 Wen in previous years.
And immediately Song Huizong came to power, further inflation, prices skyrocketed, it is estimated that it is normal for labor to rise to 200 Wen every day, and of course it is estimated that the price of silk will also rise.
didn't buy a satisfactory hammer, and Zhang Yuanba was disappointed along the way. Zhang San had no choice but to buy a pair of thirty-pound gourd hammers for him first, and he would practice. As for the hammer in Zhang San's hand, it is not suitable to take it out now.
That thing doesn't look ordinary, where did it come from? Picked up on the road? You pick up another one for me.
After waiting for a few months, when he had money, he also moved outside the city, and he took out a part of it, in the city of Tokyo, holding weapons to swagger through the city, Zhang San really hadn't seen a few. Some of them are also short knives and the like.
After Zhang San bought the hammer, he asked Liu Yun if he had any favorite weapons, Liu Yun touched his head and said, "I only have a set of gossip sticks." ā
After the matter was completed, Zhang San took the two of them and rushed back, and after shopping all morning, and hearing the news of Gao Yu's career, Zhang San's pressure in his heart was even greater, and there was a sense of urgency that time could not wait.
After I went back, it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was nothing at home except Hu Baoyi.
After thinking about it, he was not far from Beicheng, so he went to Li Si to go out of the city together, and maybe he could meet a good location.
Zhang San and Li Si went out of the city from the Weizhou Gate along the Wuzhang River to the northwest, the road outside the city is also endless, the tea shed foot shop is endless, the shack outside the city stretches to the outside of the city for several miles, Zhang San and Li Si while walking, while watching.
Suddenly, Zhang San saw a small boat carrying coal on the Wuzhang River, and Zhang San asked, "Li Si, where did this coal come from?" ā
Li Si thought about it and said, "It seems that I heard that it was transported from Huaizhou and Hedong Road." There is a coal wharf five miles ahead. Most of the coal used in the northern city enters the city from here. ā
As soon as Zhang San heard that there was coal, he remembered his honeycomb coal plan, and immediately prepared to go there with Li Si to have a look.
After walking for a while, looking at the black smoke in front of him, the barren grass was overgrown, Zhang San wondered, this Tokyo is the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, how can there be such a desolate place. asked Li Si, and Li Si told him that this was the land of laxative halogen. After Li Si's description, Zhang San probably understood that this epsom brine should refer to the meaning of saline-alkali land.
Approaching the dock, Zhang San finally found the source of the black smoke, which turned out to be a place to burn things, Zhang San approached and saw a cart of coal coming in and out, and he didn't know what it was for.
Li Si saw Zhang San's curiosity, so he said: "There is a coking yard over there, and all coking coal in Beijing must be bought from here." ā
Zhang San asked curiously: "Oh, why don't you refine it in the coal mine and transport it, wouldn't it be more convenient?" ā
Li Si looked at the place and pouted and said: "This is the Zhang family's industry, and in the past, coking coal was transported from other places, but since the Zhang family gained power, coking coal from other places was not allowed to enter the capital." ā
Zhang San secretly wondered, how could he be everywhere, this was all the third time he had met, Fengqi'an once, Liu Yun once, plus this. Sure enough, if the heavens want it to perish, it will make it crazy. This old chapter is running out of time, and it can really make trouble.
The two of them turned around the coke factory and came to the coal wharf, where the cars and boats were lively, and there were tea shops and shops on the side, and so on, it was like a small market.
The dozens of high coal mountains by the river are particularly conspicuous, and Zhang San secretly sighed that it would be good if he could rent a yard here to make briquettes.