Chapter XVIII Ticket Numbers
Seeing that it was already dinner time, Yang Guang bought roast chicken and beef and invited Fang Shan to eat with him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoThis is just a basic habit developed in sales work in modern society, but it is a rare generous treatment for Fang Shan, and he is not hypocritical, he sat down and had a full meal with Yang Guang, and left with the daily salary.
Yang Guang inspected the courtyard and confirmed that there was no problem, then returned to his residence to activate the space-time gate.
With Yang Guang's order, a white light shot out from the arched door, quickly "outlining" angular lines in the air beside Yang Guang, revealing the image of a pile of industrial silver ingots from scratch.
Strange energy poured out from the arched gate, and some illusory images of industrial silver ingots began to condense, and after the white light disappeared, those industrial silver ingots prepared by Yang Guang in modern time and space really appeared on this plane.
Early the next morning, Fang Shan hurried over, Yang Guang told him about his arrangements for today, asked Fang Shan to hire a carriage, put two worn-out wooden boxes on the carriage, and drove towards the ticket number with a greeting.
The carriage jolted along the stone pavement for three quarters of an hour, and entered a spacious and clean place, where the streets were much quieter than the bustling places that had followed one after another, and the houses on both sides were still in the usual style of blue bricks and black tiles, but there were no pretense in front of the shops without exception.
Yang Guang lifted the curtains of the car to look outside, and found that there were few pedestrians on the street, so in front of each shop, the number of strong men sitting or standing was particularly conspicuous. Similarly, the carriage in which Yang Guang rode also attracted the attention of these strong men.
Fang Shan saw Yang Guang's movements, and he said in a low voice: "These are all guards raised by the ticket number, and they don't let idle people get close. If it is exchanged by other semicolons in the city, it may be looked at by idlers. β
Yang Guang heard the meaning of Fang Shan's words, when he was in Hongsong Town, he was targeted by thieves when he was buying things in the market, so he had his first battle after learning the law.
Under Fang Shan's orders, the carriage stopped in front of a not very large shop. Seeing Yang Guang walking down in a foreign uniform, several strong men scattered to greet him, and the one led by him asked in a gentle and respectful tone: "This outsider, is there anything for the little one to do?" β
Without waiting for Yang Guang to speak, Fang Shan next to him spoke: "Come and carry the box in." β
Glancing at the somewhat worn wooden boxes on the carriage, several strong men looked at each other, with suspicious expressions in their eyes, there were more rich merchants who came to deposit silver, and it was the first time that they could use such old boxes to hold silver.
The strong man at the head hesitated for a moment, and glanced at the other people, and the two strong men quickly stepped forward and each picked up a wooden box.
The 49-kilogram silver ingots were divided into two boxes, and even ordinary men could pick one up and carry it away, but this strong man couldn't hold it at all as if he hadn't eaten, and he fell to the ground.
This wooden box was found by Yang Guang from the warehouse, I don't know how long it was discarded in the corner, it was already very worn, and it fell apart immediately after such a fall, and the industrial silver ingots inside were scattered all over the ground.
Seeing this situation, Fang Shan said with some annoyance: "Presumptuous, that's how your Chase number treats the door-to-door customers?" β
"Oops! You dog heads, why can't you live roughly? One person deducts half a month's salary! A man who looked like a shopkeeper walked out of the shop quickly, pointing at two strong men and scolding as he went.
After coming to Yang Guang, the man who looked like a shopkeeper clenched his fists and said: "The contemptible surname is Wu, and he is the shopkeeper of Datong, I don't know that the master is here, and I am offended!" Offend! β
Yang Guang knew that this was just because Qian Zhuang didn't trust himself and deliberately used some means to verify the silver ingots, so he quietly returned the salute and simply said that he would store these silver ingots in the Chase and exchange them for silver tickets.
The shopkeeper of the Chase number Wu let Yang Guang into the main hall of the store, served refreshments, and someone went to check the weight and fineness of the silver ingot.
After a while, the tent room came over with a stack of silver tickets and a large number of button-sized broken silver on a wooden plate, and the shopkeeper Wu looked at the accounts and said to Yang Guang: "There are a total of 13 silver tickets of 100 taels here, and there are some scattered silver, for the lord to reward people, please put it away." β
Yang Guang looked at the 13 silver tickets, this was the first time he had come into contact with ancient silver tickets, and he couldn't help but look at them a few more times with some curiosity.
Fang Shan next to him coughed a few times when he saw this, and Yang Guang, who was reminded, put the silver ticket into his clothes. At this time, Fang Shan took the initiative to come forward to check the fineness and quantity of the broken silver, grabbed it and put it in his purse.
After sending Yang Guang and his party away, the shopkeeper surnamed Wu pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "It's just an old country man who has never seen the world, and he actually pretends to be more than a thousand taels to exchange our Chase number." Hum! β
Yang Guang didn't know that the shopkeeper Wu was arranging himself behind him, he sat in the carriage and listened to Fang Shan explain to himself: "The owner, you showed your timidity just now, the Chase number is also a first-class ticket number in the local area, so it will not give you a fake ticket." β
Yang Guang didn't care, but asked curiously: "Wait one?" So what do I think of its faΓ§ade being smaller than the others? β
"Because those are the first-class ticket numbers of my Ming Dynasty, the north and south are exchanged. Businesses under 5,000 taels of silver are not accepted. Fang Shan replied: "That's why there is no limit to this Chase number. β
"Hahahaha, I see." Yang Guang smiled and nodded, the business that the top 100 groups in the country can't look down on, local private enterprises will not dislike it, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, this is the truth throughout the ages.
With a silver ticket in his hand and a carriage, Yang Guang asked Fang Shan to take himself around in Yangzhou City, mainly to understand and master the price and quality of various materials here, and then slowly consider what business to do.
There is Fang Shan, a qualified Chinese person, the market research work is going very smoothly, and the only thing that makes Yang Guang unhappy is the weights and measures of the Ming Dynasty, which is really annoying to understand.
Those relatively unfamiliar stones, buckets, and burdens are okay, and the most troublesome ones are the catties and taels that are as common in modern time and space. In the Ming Dynasty, there were 16 taels per catty, which was equal to 590 grams of modern time and space, not the well-known 500 grams.
Just because the values of ancient and modern weight units are different, but the names are exactly the same, so in the very beginning, Yang Guang always confused the two, so that he made a lot of jokes.
Later, in order to avoid these troubles, he simply converted all the collected numerical units into modern weights and measures and then recorded them, although this was a bit cumbersome when converting, but it was much easier and simpler when analyzing and sorting out later, and there would be no more such oolong incidents.