Ah Xuan and Ning Xiu went to the county seat, and the news that Yang Sangongzi from the capital was buying building materials and recruiting people spread.

Ning Xiu, a Jianghu person, has no money himself, but he never looks at money in his eyes.

——With his ability, when he is short of money, he will find a wronged boss at will, and naturally someone will entertain him with good wine and food, and then send a thick Cheng Yi at the end.

Mingwei did the same in his previous life, of course, he didn't need it in this life.

In short, Mingwei said that he didn't have to worry about money, so he really didn't worry. I wrote a few notices and posted them to the county seat, clearly writing that not only was the price high, but also the Chinese who introduced the caravan to the Chinese people still had money to take.

The reason why the latter was added was because there was nothing else in Gaotang that was worth setting foot on except for a horse farm. They had to get the word out before they could attract merchants.

When he got the news, Feng Yi, the magistrate, was listening to a small song in the back garden.

The scribe came to report, and Feng Yi smiled and said: "The noble son from the capital is really rich!" ”

His guest, a middle-aged scribe with an elegant description, smiled and asked, "A noble son from the capital?" But I don't know what the origin of this Yang Gongzi is? ”

Feng Yidao: "He is the third son of the Marquis of Boling, and his grandmother is the princess of Mingcheng, after the serious royal bloodline." It is said that in the capital, Pei Guifei, who is in the harem, is his aunt, and in front of the saint, she has more face than the prince. ”

The middle-aged scribe said: "Since you are such a person, why did you come to a small northwest county like Gaotang?" Isn't it wronged? ”

"I heard that he messed up the first autumn hunt in ten years, and had another quarrel with His Royal Highness King An, the third prince, and the Holy Lord demoted him from Beijing." Feng Yi didn't care, "He has that noble concubine and aunt, most of them will stay here for a short time." ”

"And he still wants to build a house?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Your son, where can you suffer?" It's not easy to survive until now. Last winter, when the snow fell heavily, the houses of the horse farm were crushed, and I heard that he led people to rebuild the house and tidy up the horse farm, which is also quite a good political achievement. ”

said this, but Feng Yi's tone was very disapproving.

In his opinion, such a noble son is a mess when he comes over. Building a house and taking care of the horse farm should be a natural behavior, and if you put it on him, eighty percent of it will blow through the cowhide.

It doesn't matter, anyway, these nobles are not all the way with him. He just needs to take care of the county affairs well, and when the time comes, he can be promoted and leave.

The middle-aged scribe nodded: "That's right." ”

So the two continued to drink.

……

After drinking, the magistrate went to rest, and the middle-aged scribe left the county office and wandered around the city.

Gaotang is a small county with a population of more than 10,000, and the county seat is so big. A long street, from the south of the city to the north of the city, basically summarizes the most lively places.

The middle-aged scribe walked to the sign, and sure enough, he saw a notice from the horse farm pasted on it, and the seal of the shepherd was stamped on it.

As the people gathered around the notice, a newcomer asked, "What is this written?" You won't have to pay taxes again, will you? ”

"No, it's a good thing this time." A man who knew a few words said.

"What's the good thing about the notice? This master, tell me, what is written on it? ”

Hearing the pleas of others, the man was quite proud, and shook his head and recited: "Gaotang Pastoral Supervisor purchased at a high price: stone, wood, soil, green bricks, ......"

At first, there were building materials, but then there were fabrics, utensils, and even ingredients. The notice clearly states that the minimum price is 30% more than the market price. If there is a rare price, you can negotiate the price again. Don't be afraid of too many goods, how much to collect.

The newcomer was shocked: "Isn't that everything?" Do I grow my own vegetables and raise chickens? ”

Before the man could reply, he saw a young man rushing to the city gate, laughing and shouting, "Dad, quickly carry all our prey, they will take it all!" It's really 30% more than the market price! ”

One sentence caused everyone's minds to float, and they all gathered around: "Even the prey? Is it really high school? ”

"Really, really, the official said that his son-in-law likes to eat, and he will receive as much as he wants!"

The northwest is not as prosperous as the Central Plains, and there are few places to make money.

Those who came to the county seat to sell their home-grown vegetables and poultry squeezed in front of Ah Xuan with their own goods.

These people asked in a rambling manner, and Ah Xuan dragged a servant over to answer.

"Collect, as long as the things are good, take them! But we don't have that many people, so you'll have to send them to the racecourse and pay for the journey! ”

The people rejoiced. The county town is not close to the racecourse, but are they afraid of walking? Of course not. What's more, there is money to be earned by walking!

Therefore, the vast majority of mountain people who came to the county to sell goods carried baskets and went to the horse farm.

In the blink of an eye, there are only a few street vendors left on the long street that used to come and go.

The middle-aged scribe frowned, his gaze fixed on the man next to him.

He smelled something extraordinary, this was a mystic.

That son's status is noble, and it is not uncommon for him to be accompanied by a mysticist.

This is enough to show that they have a lot of money.

A fat sheep!

The middle-aged scribe stood next to him for a while, and saw Ah Xuan casually promise a few hundred taels of payment. There was also a guy from the trading house who came to inquire about the news, if he introduced the caravan over, how much he could get for the referral fee.

Ah Xuan fanned the wind and said casually: "It depends on how many goods you have introduced, at least one thousand taels of goods, one thousand draws, and a maximum of one hundred taels." ”

The guy was overjoyed.

His monthly salary is only a few dollars, as long as he successfully introduces a few orders, isn't it higher than his own salary?

The middle-aged scribe looked at it for an afternoon, and Ning Xiu noticed his gaze, and when he looked over here, he smiled back very calmly, and saluted from afar, like an idler watching the excitement.

In the evening, he returned to the county office.

When Feng Yili finished his work, he chatted with him again.

"I heard that Mr. went to the street to see the excitement?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled: "I'm idle, so I'll go and take a look." This Yang Gongzi is really wealthy, and he has promised all kinds of conditions......" he asked curiously, "He can afford to spend money like water?" ”

Feng Yidao: "What is this to the noble family? This Yang Gongzi is the only seedling in the second room of the Marquis of Boling's mansion, the eldest princess and the Marquis of Boling don't know how much property they left for him, and they can spend money in the capital, not to mention our small county in the northwest? It doesn't cost much to buy the entire county. ”

The middle-aged scribe exclaimed: "It's a little lonely, and I have never seen a noble person from the capital." ”

Feng Yi smiled: "It's not a big deal. Although they are rich, they may not be able to live a lifetime. This Yang Gongzi has several secrets in his life experience, who knows if he will be able to die well in the future. ”

The middle-aged scribe was very curious, so he asked again.