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In the middle of the wall, where the loess road was originally located, a gap was opened about a zhang or so wide. One zhang wide, can only accommodate one car, two cars in parallel can't pass, Zhang Geng saw this scene, couldn't help but secretly curse, who came up with this idea, no wonder the team has been blocked for so long and motionless.

At this time, there was a small caravan of about a dozen carts, and the road behind this caravan was empty, apparently to prevent anyone from fishing in troubled waters.

At this time, the rain-proof tarpaulins on all the carts of the caravan were lifted, revealing a bundle of sturdy and dry firewood bundles underneath. Zhang Geng recognized it, it turned out that this was a caravan trafficking Cistanche, also known as Da Yun, Cun Yun, and Cistanche, which was called 'Chagan Suya' in the Tatar language.

This thing is a very valuable medicinal material, but also has the effect of aphrodisiac supplement, is the most frequent tonic drug used in the kitchen of all dynasties and dynasties to aphrodisiac and kidney benefit, there is a cloud in "Materia Medica": "Cistanche three money, three decoction and one system, hot drink to take it, ** lifeless." The dignitaries and nobles of the Ming Dynasty liked this kind of tune the most, playing with women, playing with rabbits, playing with a lot, that thing was naturally a little sluggish, so things such as cistanche were greatly sought after, and this thing had a benefit, unlike those tiger and wolf medicines, this thing was mild, and there were no side effects or sequelae after taking it, so it was not very expensive in the north, and when it came to the south, it was immediately worth ten times!

Zhang Geng sighed twice, although there are only ten carts, but these ten carts of cistanche are ten times more valuable than their own thirty-five carts of homespun cloth!

I saw those soldiers come forward, spread the oilcloth on the ground, and then took down the bundles of cistanche on the cart, carefully placed them on the oilcloth, untied the rope of the bundle, and then put the cistanche on the oilcloth one by one, and carefully inspected them one by one.

Looking at their cautious appearance, it seems that this cistanche is their woman, for fear of touching a little.

Zhang Geng looked at it and nodded, when checking at the gate of other banknotes, those soldiers came up to give you a burst of indiscriminate beating, if it was solid, it would be better, if it was brittle porcelain, I can't say how much it would be broken.

Looking at these soldiers' careful and slow movements, as if they were afraid of breaking you, they are better than those I don't know how much.

It also seems a little too slow, though!

Seeing that it took these four or five soldiers a full two cups of tea to check a big car, the sweat on the face of a middle-aged man who looked like a steward was oozing out, and he pulled the sleeve of the small flag in charge of the inspection with a smile on his face, and said in a not fluent Fengyang official dialect: "My lord, the villain is still entangled in important things, you see, do you want the brothers to speed up some progress." ”

As soon as his hand stretched out, a piece of silver fell into the hand of the little flag, and the steward laughed and said: "A little care, not respect, not respect, please have a cup of tea, brothers." ”

Wang Mazi shook the silver in his hand, about five taels, and as soon as his hand shrank, the silver fell into the hidden pocket of his sleeve, and he also had a smile on his face: "It's not that the brothers don't want to be fast, it's really that there is an order from above, and the Tartars in the north have not stopped recently, especially those Jurchen Tartars, who often send annihilation to infiltrate the Beijing Division, and then further infiltrate to the south. ”

He patted the shoulder of the steward and sighed: "Brother, it's not that we don't want to be accommodating, it's really that as soon as this thing comes out, we will immediately lose our heads!" Don't dare to slack off, don't dare to slack off. ”

The steward pursed his lips and scolded secretly, then you also received Lao Tzu's silver.

At this time, there was already a car waiting behind him who was impatient, and a fat man wearing silk and satin wiped the oil and sweat on his face, and shouted loudly: "Master Jun, you still don't let people pass, if not, let's take a detour!" The road is facing the sky, can you be the only one? ”

Wang Mazi smiled: "You are old and light!" ”

The fat man was choked and suddenly speechless.

Zhang Geng sneered, detour? You eat lamp grass gray, put a light fart!

Only this road is passable within a radius of dozens of miles, and the others are either sheep intestine trails that can only be pedestrians, or they are not roads at all, if you want to detour, you can also, you go back to Yanjing City first, and then go out from the east gate or the north gate, and then go south, then bypass. But this detour is more than 100 miles, and it will have to be delayed for two or three days, so it is better to wait here! As for walking in the wilderness, it is simply impossible, there is a piece of land around Liu Town, this official road, there are fields, wilderness and hills, but there is no road. If you have the courage to forge your own way, you are afraid that you will fall into the ditch.

It took more than half an hour for the ten carts to be inspected one by one, which was the reason why the progress was accelerated later, and it may be that Xiaoqi himself felt that his subordinates were too ink.

"On May 10 of the 50th year of Zhengde, the eleventh caravan. There are a total of ten carts, and the goods are mainly Cistanche outside the customs, in addition, there are a number of other grassland dry goods. A total of 3,700 catties of dry goods of various colors, with an estimated value, 50,000 taels of silver! Next to the gap was a table, and a middle-aged man with a square scarf and a long gown who looked like a bookkeeper sang aloud as he wrote on a piece of paper.

When the steward heard the figure of 50,000 taels, his eyelids jumped, and he said in his heart, how did these northerners know the price of Cistanche?

Wang Mazi said loudly: "According to the usual rule, every thousand draws two, tax should be paid, one hundred taels!" ”

"What? A hundred taels? The steward shouted in surprise and joy, he originally thought that this time he would inevitably be extorted a lot, and his heart was ready for heavy bleeding, and he was afraid that he would not have to pay more than 1,000 taels of tax and silver this time, but he didn't expect that he only needed to take 100 taels!

A tax rate of 2 thousandths? This is also called collecting taxes?

"What, too little?" Wang Mazi said with a smile.

"No, no, no, how come?" The steward hurriedly folded his voice, then took out the silver, and honestly handed over a hundred taels of silver. After paying the tax, he pulled Wang Mazi's sleeve and thanked him vigorously, and unconsciously a silver ingot fell into Wang Mazi's hands.

Bought ten taels of silver one after another, Wang Mazi made this fortune there? Suddenly refreshed, he beckoned: "Brothers, put these goods back for others, remember what the adults said, handle them gently, don't break them for others." ”

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