Yang Zilu's words are not obtained from reading books, after living in this era for half a year, Yang Zilu still knows some things. In this era, there is no such thing as a factory, and it pays attention to male farming and female weaving. Women take the woven fabric to the shops and sell it, and they pay attention to the production and sale of their own fabrics. Of course, not all men and women weave, and some people have a lot of fields in their homes and need the help of women, but on the whole, those who can raise silkworms and grow ramie can weave cloth, but they can also produce ordinary cloth.

As for the high-grade fabrics, they are basically from state-owned enterprises, of course, in the vassal states, this is not called state-owned enterprises, but called women's gong. And the workers inside are not workers, but palace maids, slaves and the like. It is divided into classic silk and linen, the former is the weaving of high-grade silk fabrics such as silk and satin, and the latter is the weaving of ordinary silk fabrics such as linen and silk cloth.

Gossip is not mentioned, but let's get down to business. The second shopkeeper instructed Xiao Er on the side: "Write it down!" Ten silkworm raisers, ten people who can grow ramie, a total of 60,000 yuan! By the way, how much is it now? ”

Xiao Er calculated and hurriedly responded: "A total of 194,000 yuan!" ”

Yang Zilu's face darkened when he heard this, he felt that he hadn't bought much of anything, but all of a sudden, the money from selling wool tablets, medicinal herbs, and mountain delicacies had already flown away before he could enter the money bag.

The second shopkeeper and Yang Zilu are different, the smile on his face is like a blooming chrysanthemum, which makes people want to stomp on his face and ravage him for another half an hour. The second shopkeeper smiled and said, "Chief Yang, I don't know what else you want to order?" ”

Yang Zilu found that he really didn't have anything to buy, weapons? He can do it to the extent of self-production and self-consumption. Hard bow? Is it hard enough to be a rudimentary version of a crossbow?

Yang Zilu's eyes lit up, and he said, "I just said bantam? Isn't there a second shopkeeper here? ”

"Who wants these bantams! It's so short, it's useless to fight, that is, it's just a little useful in the mountains! The old man doesn't know where to sell this. The second shopkeeper helplessly spread his hands and said.

The shopkeeper on the side suddenly said, "Shopkeeper, I remember that there is a group of people in the West Market who seem to be selling bantams. ”

"Has anyone bought this horse?" The second shopkeeper said in disbelief.

"It is said that it was sold to people to plow the fields! What is it called! The shopkeeper said.

"You don't use oxen to plow the fields, what do you use to plow horses! Do you think this is the north without cattle? The second shopkeeper said with a slight sneer, obviously thinking that this was a side door.

Yang Zilu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes, it's good to buy some ploughing cattle and go back!" But I'm of great use for this horse, and you took me to find that place!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Zilu patted his head and said to the second shopkeeper: "Trouble the second shopkeeper to arrange a place for my people to live, don't talk about the accommodation fee if we are so familiar, it hurts to talk too much." We bring our own food! ”

The second shopkeeper couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, and Yang Zilu didn't allow him to refute at all, leaving the black bear in charge of this matter, and he pulled the shopkeeper out of the door, and immediately four soldiers followed Yang Zilu's thoughtfulness.

Although Yang Zilu is in the East City, it stands to reason that the West City should be very close, but don't forget that Ju Wucheng is like letting go of dog bones, the east and west are long, and the northwest is narrow. Walking to the West Market is equivalent to Yang Zilu walking around the city. Probably because of the backing of the mountain, there are many more Shanyue people in the west market than in the east market, and there are also a lot of luxury goods.

Yang Zilu was led by the shopkeeper, and soon came to a livestock shed, where more than 30 bantam horses were in the narrow stable, and the scandal of horse manure rose to the sky. Yang Zilu hurriedly covered her nose with her hands and asked the horse dealer next to the stable, "Shopkeeper, how much does this horse cost?" ”

When the horse dealer heard that someone wanted to buy a horse, he was in good spirits and immediately laughed and said, "What kind of horse is the guest going to buy?" The quality of this horse is different, and the price is different! ”

"If the price is right! I want them all! Yang Zilu said with a grin.

The horse dealer's eyes lit up, his eyes rolled, and he said: "Since the guest said so, my price is too high, it is too deceitful, this horse was originally two thousand yuan, since the guest wants it, fifteen hundred yuan a horse!" ”

Yang Zilu looked at each other with a smile and said, "A thousand dollars a horse!" ”

There is a reason why Yang Zilu dares to make such a price, there is a huge gap between horses in ancient times, if it is a war horse used to pull a military chariot, it usually costs five or six thousand yuan a horse, and if it is a war horse used by the minister to drive a military vehicle, it will cost ten thousand yuan a horse. But the ploughing horse is different, the ploughing horse eats about the same amount as the ploughing ox, but the land cultivated in one day is much different. This has also led to low prices for ploughing horses. Of course, Yang Zilu also observed that this person's horses could not be sold.

"Guests up to 1,300 dollars! No matter how low it is, I won't sell it! The horse dealer said with a pained look on his face.

"That's fine!" Yang Zilu turned around and left.

The horse dealer said with a painful face: "1,200 yuan, at most 1,200 yuan!" ”

"One thousand one hundred dollars!" Yang Zilu turned around and bargained.

"One thousand one hundred and fifty dollars! Don't cut it, if you can't sell it at this price, I'll say I won't sell anything! Slaughter all these brutes! The horse dealer gritted his teeth.

Yang Zilu saw that the other party's expression didn't look like a fake, so he stopped bargaining and said, "Okay! One thousand one hundred and fifty dollars is one thousand hundred and fifty dollars! ”

The two traded on the spot, a total of thirty-two horses, and the price was thirty-six thousand eight hundred dollars. I don't want Yang Zilu to bring a lot of money, plus the 6,000 money left by the second shopkeeper, plus the 30,000 money he minted, it will be 36,000 yuan.

The horse dealer was anxious to get rid of it, gritted his teeth and said, "That's it! It's useless for me to press this beast in my hands, forget about the eight hundred dollars! ”

Yang Zilu was overjoyed, and he couldn't imagine that he had earned most of the horses for nothing.

After staying in Juwucheng for three days, the food and slaves of the second shopkeeper were also delivered, and as for those soldiers and slaves, it would take Yang Zilu to come to Juwucheng again after three months. But what makes Yang Zilu a little regretful is that these slaves who can raise silkworms and terminate ramie are all flower-level women. The second shopkeeper also fanned the flames and said: "You get what you pay for." ”

Yang Zilu also knew that if it was a little beautiful, I am afraid it would not be 3,000 yuan to buy. Among the slaves, the female * slave is the most expensive, and a beautiful female * slave is the price of seven or eight strong male slaves. That's thirty or forty thousand dollars. Let Yang Zilu wonder in her heart, did she sell Lianji? It was simply a disaster, and it was possible to sell it for 108,000 yuan, but this idea Yang Zilu also turned around and threw it out of the clouds.

It's all because of beautiful women, who doesn't like it?

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