Chapter 82: The Prophet

Copper coins are very heavy, and Niu Shijin naturally won't carry a bunch of money with him.

Although Fan Jingjing did not say the specific amount, Niu Shijin thought about it for a while and decided to give one percent of the dowry as Fan Jingjing's "compensation".

Of course, this dowry is just the standard in Niu Shijin's heart, and he already has twenty-one of his money.

The money he has is equal to his small treasury, not equal to the money owned by the Niu family, his money is needed for daily expenses, and if he tightens it a little, life is still passable.

"Ten times? Will it be a little less? It's like the price of an ordinary slave or maid......"

Fan Jingjing, who didn't care much about money, turned into a sister-in-law after coming to Datang, and she was very concerned about the prices in the market.

Although the ups and downs of prices have not changed much during this time, Fan Jingjing still investigated the price of rice grain, and the price of rice grain is relatively high now, but Fan Jingjing remembers that it will come down after a while.

In the Tang Dynasty alone, the difference in the price of rice and grain can reach hundreds of times.

In particular, the price of rice can change greatly depending on the disaster or harvest year.

Datang's transportation capacity is not very good, the grain that can be collected, the farther the distance, the higher the price, if the price is not high enough, the grain will not be able to be transported.

Therefore, if there is a bumper grain harvest in the Guanzhong area, the price of rice will be cheap, and once there is a disaster and famine in the Guanzhong area, a large amount of grain must be transported from other places, and the price of rice will be high.

"People sell their bodies for money, and being a seven-grade official only earns forty stones a year."

"Don't you believe that the money of those officials only receives the income of the imperial court, and the emperor doesn't deduct people's money at every turn?"

"Shen Yan, do you people in Shuiyun Palace have no respect for the emperor? Forget it, don't discuss this, discuss more and make mistakes. ”

Fan Jingjing's eyes rolled, and she felt that she really couldn't blurt out some words in her heart, and she must be more cautious in her words and deeds in the future, although there is no mobile phone recording, video, and no hidden recorder in this era, but sometimes the weight of speech is more important than before.

The partition wall has ears, and the walls of this era are particularly thin, so it's really easy for the people next to you to hear what you're saying.

"I know, I won't do it again."

Although the money is small, it is higher than the annual salary of an official. Building a house to live in is not a problem. There is no money for land and materials, as long as the labor money is paid.

Fan Jingjing knows the current situation, it is not good to take too much money, if you have too much money on your body, it will cause the greed of the more powerful people, if there is only some small money, ordinary people will not do it.

In this era, petty thieves have to be active for a long time, and they seem to have conscience and morality, and the targets of their actions are often some rich people, as for the really very poor people, these petty thieves are not good enough to help others with some money to live.

"You're still too stingy, I heard that the noble son of Chang'an used dozens or hundreds of dollars to buy orchids when he bought them."

"They're fighting for money, and I don't have that interest. Our Niu family has this tradition from time to time, and if my mother knew about it, her legs would be broken.

Ten times is still my personal money, if it is hundreds of times, then I have to ask my mother to pay, and then my mother will pay......"

Fan Jingjing trembled, the most difficult thing to deal with in this world is women, men can talk about rationality and reasoning, and they have to talk about sensibility with women, but Fan Jingjing is very fragile in sensibility, it is simply a failure.

"By the way, I'm going to recruit some people to help build houses and farm, which means I want to recruit some family members.

But I ask all people to be women, preferably with a child, no men, that is to say, I want to see what widows, widows and orphans in Chang'an are, even if they are older, it doesn't matter, as long as the hands and feet are sound. ”

"Even if you are an orphan and a widow in Chang'an City, you don't want to go to the mountains to fight tigers, and you can't recruit people." Niu Shijin shook his head and said, even the widow of their Niu family's manor would not be willing.

"This year is the first year of Zhenguan, right?" Fan Jingjing suddenly remembered something and looked up at the sky.

Niu Shijin felt that Fan Jingjing's thinking was too jumpy, and was about to answer, but Fan Jingjing continued:

"It's still too late to stock up on a little more grain, and the price shouldn't have risen yet......"

"What do you mean?"

"Sometimes, I am the prophet of the Tang Dynasty, and you will know when the time comes......"