Fan Jinyan bought a newspaper from the little newsboy, and when he opened it, he saw that the words 'Royal News of the Ming Empire' were written on it.

It is also divided into current affairs and military affairs, as well as small miscellaneous articles.

The current affairs chapter is mainly written about the cause of the scene at the city gate today, Emperor Chongzhen elevated the status of merchants, equal to farmers, and allowed the children of merchants to participate in the imperial examination. Of course, there is an advantage and an obligation, that is, to raise the commercial tax.

The military chapter is written a bit like a mythical story, saying that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty recovered the city in the north again, and the thieves were all over the place looking for teeth. This is typical of treating the common people as fools, if you can really fight like that, Daming will not lose half of the country.

What made Fan Jinyan feel the most happy was that the publisher of the news newspaper was written by the Daming Division Rite Supervision Information Bureau. It seems that Chongzhen is still the new eunuch by his side, and from this point of view, it is very unlikely that Chongzhen is a traverser. However, there must be a traverser by the emperor's side.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Fan Jinyan, at least it won't have any impact on his life now.

In fact, the main reason why he entered Nanjing City this time was to buy some leather armor for the brothers on the mountain, after all, these armors were not available in a small place like Banpo Town.

Leather armor is a military material, Zhu Yuanzhang after the founding of the People's Republic of China expressly forbidden, anyone who resells military affairs, cut in half in the city. However, as the imperial power gradually fell off the list, and there was also demand in the mansions of ordinary dignitaries, this industry also arose among the people.

There are no less than ten leather workshops in Nanjing, and Fan Jinyan and the two of them are going to a leather workshop in the south of the city called Horseshoe Alley.

The horseshoe alley is actually a civilian kiln, and in the alley that is not wide, there are merchants who pick up flat shoulders and sell along the street; a dusty woman who scratches her head and is thinly dressed, soliciting customers on the street; unkempt, sloppy beggars holding broken bowls and asking for money; The thief eyebrows and rat eyes, looking around, the ruffian hooligan who is not a good person at first glance, squeezed the alley that was not spacious and couldn't get down.

"What kind of place is this old man Wang talking about! It won't lie to us! Liang Xiangru looked at the dirty and chaotic alley, and her face was so black that she could twist out the water.

Fan Jinyan also frowned, but still chose to believe the old Wang, "Didn't the old man Wang say that there are mixed fish and dragons here, as long as it is cheap, everything is easy to say." ”

After speaking, after untying the money bag hanging on the webbing and kicking it into his arms, he patted his stomach and said, let's go! And he squeezed into the crowd.

The two of them wasted their old energy, and finally passed through the short alley after a pillar of incense, and found the leather goods shop in Lao Wang's mouth in a corner.

The owner of the leather goods shop is surnamed Qian, a bald old man in his sixties, with only a few gray hairs still standing on his reddish scalp. I saw him touch his white goatee with his wrinkled hand, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at the two young people opposite the counter, "Since it was introduced by Lao Wang, it doesn't hurt to sell it to you, but you should have seen it when you came, the imperial court added commercial tax, so the price should be at least three layers." ”

"Three floors?" Before Fan Jinyan could speak, he was preempted by the red-eyed Liang Xiangru, "Why don't you grab it!" ”

The old man did not get angry because of Liang Xiangru's questioning, but smiled indifferently, put on a posture of whether he liked to buy or not, and then went about his own business.

Fan Jinyan also saw that the boss was sitting on the ground to raise prices, but he also understood that Chongzhen's increase in business tax was unlucky for ordinary people who did small business. The real big businessman doesn't have an official backstage, and he can call it over by casually making a name for himself.

Thinking of this, Fan Jinyan said: "Boss, the price is not a problem, but I want to see the quality of the goods first." ”

"Come on!" The boss put down the feather duster in his hand, said casually, and turned around and walked to the backyard.

The backyard was not large, except for five or six leather workers sitting on small stools, burying their heads and eye-piercing threads.

The boss didn't stop in the yard, he went directly into the hut at the back, and soon handed over a set of brown cowhide armor to Fan Jinyan.

Fan Jinyan pinched the texture of the cowhide, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, "The material is real, I want forty sets, make a price!" ”

"Since you want more, then wipe the odds, 5 taels of silver a set." The boss said without thinking.

Fan Jinyan thought about it in his heart, and felt that the price was fair, so he nodded and said, "Okay, prepare forty sets for me, I don't know when I can deliver them?" ”

"Anytime, I don't know where to send it?" The boss finally had a slight smile on his face, and it seemed that the silver was still motivated.

Fan Jinyan took a step forward, bent down slightly, leaned on the boss's ear and said, "Fang Shan." ”

After hearing this, the boss's body shook a little, but immediately returned to normal, "No problem, two days." ”

After Fan Jinyan gave a deposit of fifty taels, he and Liang Xiangru left the leather shop.

Since there was nothing important, Fan Jinyan and Liang Xiangru went to the royal street, he had never seen what the palace was like.

However, in ancient times when the monarchy was supreme, the royal road was not something that ordinary people could go to if they wanted to. From a distance, he was stopped by the brocade guard, but he just looked at the noon gate with golden glazed tiles from a distance.

When she went back, Liang Xiangru wanted to buy some rouge gouache, so she took Fan Jinyan to the lively market.

Liang Xiangru happily selected all kinds of rouge, but Fan Jinyan was attracted by the cries in the corner of the roadside.

"Selling soap, freshly baked soap, after you wash it, your skin is like a baby, and your whole body is fragrant ......"

Fan Jinyan looked at the buddy who was selling with great interest, it was obvious that the man was a traverser again, but from his dress and tired expression, he knew that the mix was not satisfactory.

Many people think that after they travel to ancient times, they want to make money, and they can make a fortune in a few days, and they want to be an official, and the emperor cries and shouts and begs him to be an official.

However, only those who have really crossed over know that even if you know the direction of history and take refuge in the future overlord, why should people use you. If you want to write, you can't even make a limerick poem, and if you want martial arts, it is estimated that you can't even play a dozen catties of knives. Not to mention making money, you can't make those chemical seasonings in the future, you will do it, and others will do it. Is it kebabs, selling popsicles? Let's not talk about whether you can make it or not, even if you make it, no one will buy it. The poor are reluctant to spend money to buy it, and the rich can't pull their faces down and eat with lamb skewers while walking.

Fan Jinyan watched it lively, and saw that the man had been shouting for a long time, and no one had bought it, so he couldn't help but want to tease this unlucky buddy. So, he came to the man, squatted down and picked up a piece of soap that looked like a piece of, "Brother, how do you sell this soap?" ”