"Tell me in detail how the trade with the Japanese slaves is carried out."

Hearing Shen Yichen's inquiry, Canghuotou immediately put down the rice bowl in his hand, wiped the oil flowers on the corner of his mouth and replied: "Shen Gongzi is like this, after we separated that day, Boss Ye took us back to the Fujian mine. ”

"Before, we were preparing for an incident, and we also got to know a lot of people on the road, including those who were engaged in smuggling along the coast of Fujian. However, trading with the Japanese slaves is a shame in our local area, and the relationship between the two sides is not deep, so there is no way to contact them this time. ”

"Well, you are looking for them to be intermediaries, do you have a high commission?"

Shen Yichen doesn't care about pirate smuggling, he is mixed up to the point of raising the flag to rebel, and he still cares about the identity of others.

The only thing he wants to know now is how to make this money by doing this business, according to the current profits, he will earn a thousand taels of silver for a whole year, in case the mining tax is increased, or there are other harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, will he still have to raise the banner to rebel?

"It's not high, the other party respects Boss Ye very much, and he only draws one out of ten."

One thing to say, even if Shen Yichen has never engaged in illegal industries, he knows that this kind of trading middleman is very low. Under normal circumstances, it is not surprising to help contact buyers and provide trading venues.

It is not impossible to eat both sides ruthlessly and take half of the profits.

"Then why can you only earn a hundred taels of silver in a few months?"

"Shen Gongzi, is a hundred taels of silver still less, now we can all eat enough."

Unexpectedly, Canghuo was even more surprised than Shen Yichen, and his eyes widened with an incredible look.

You must know that the reason why they raised the flag to rebel is not because of their ambition or the pursuit of a higher quality of life. It is a standard peasant uprising, which is really not alive because it is suppressed by the government's mining tax, and it has reached the point where it is waiting for death if it does not rebel.

Therefore, in their opinion, this transaction can pay part of the mining tax, no longer be forced by the government, and can also make the wife and children eat enough, which has made a big difference.

As for these hundred taels of silver, they are earned by pure blood, and no matter how little they are, they can accept it.

This sentence made Shen Yichen really speechless, Canghuo Tou was too easy to satisfy, didn't he even have the ambition to become bigger and stronger?

With this mentality, if you still want to raise the flag and rebel, it is better to fall into the grass and be reliable.

"I don't mean too little, but I feel like there should be more in theory."

Shen Yichen euphemistically pointed out his thoughts, this kind of money-grabbing business does not come back with a little surplus, and he is sorry for the stupid and money-rich slaves in this era.

Zheng Xiang, one of the three, had read a private school, and his knowledge was much wider than that of Canghuotou, and he understood the meaning of Shen Yichen's words.

"Shen Gongzi, we are conducting this transaction on a small island in the sea, and the transportation and everything are the responsibility of the Japanese slaves."

"And the goods sold are only some pottery and coarse linen, and a little agricultural goods in the village, which really can't be sold for much price. If it weren't for the fact that the Japanese slaves were very eager for the copper coins of the Ming Dynasty, they could exchange it for several times the silver back, and the profits might be even less. ”

Hearing this, Shen Yichen nodded, he understood a little.

In this era, the most risky and most profitable maritime transportation link is not under the control of Ye Zongliu and others, and it is inevitable to give up a large part of the profits.

In addition, the goods they sell do not have any high-value products in them, and they cannot sell them at any price.

If it weren't for the fact that the price of silver in the Wa Kingdom was really cheap at this moment, I am afraid that their way of trading would be good if they did not lose money.

This situation is somewhat similar to the foreign trade of low-value products such as clothes, shoes and socks for about 2,000 years. It seems to be a large amount, but in fact it does not make much money at all, and it is far less profitable than industrial products.

"Jiangnan is rich in silk, porcelain, and tea, so why don't you trade these items with the Japanese slaves?"

The items mentioned by Shen Yichen could be called hard currency even in the early and middle Qing Dynasty, until they were defeated by industrial products.

Now the capital is poor like ghosts, except for the mines, and these things are all luxury-level things for them. Even if you don't have the ability to make profits from ocean transportation for the time being, it is enough to make huge profits by relying on the high added value of goods.

"Shen Gongzi, these things are not good for purchasing in large quantities, and our identity is also inconvenient."

Zheng Xiang showed a look of embarrassment on his face, although the miners have relatively low ordinary knowledge, there are still many people of insight among them, such as Bian He.

They also knew that they would sell some valuable things to the Japanese slaves, but it had only been a few years since the Ming Dynasty was abolished, and the large porcelain factories in various places had an official background behind them, and it was almost impossible to sweep the goods on a large scale without connections.

What's more, this group of people is only temporarily "truce" with the government, and they all still have a reputation for being wanted, which regular businessman dares to do business with them?

The theory is very plump, but the reality is very skinny, they can't earn a lot of money, and they are already very satisfied if they can ensure food and drink.

Faced with the practical difficulties of Ye Zongliu and others, Shen Yichen nodded solemnly, it seems that things are far from being as simple as robbing money as he imagined at the beginning.

But the problem is that he wants to help, Shen Yichen does not have any connections in business, and the literati in the officialdom regard businessmen as lowly people, and if they want to discuss business with them, I am afraid that they will be expelled from the scholar class first.

The only one who can be called related is Xu Fengyuan, who was a person in Yingtian Hall at the beginning.

However, the two sides have not met in the future, and the details are completely unclear, and Shen Yichen does not dare to introduce them to Ye Zongliu and others at will.

In case Xu Fengyuan is an "inner ghost", then it will really be out of it.

Seeing that Shen Yichen didn't speak, Zheng Xiang also understood that the other party really wanted to help himself and others, so he said with relief: "Shen Gongzi doesn't need to worry, this time Boss Ye got in touch with Jiang Fucheng of Sanming Youxi, and the other party has more than 10,000 furnaces in Youxi." ”

"We are going to mine the copper ore ourselves, and then hand it over to Jiang Fucheng to mint private money, and eventually exchange it for silver with the Japanese slaves and come back. As long as everything goes well, it will become a lucrative business in the future! ”

Good guy, hearing Zheng Xiang's words, even Shen Yichen was surprised. I never expected that this group of miners, on the road of "breaking the law and committing crimes", would learn to draw inferences from one another.

Directly skipping the normal trade link of smuggling, and choosing to mine private mines to mint private money, it is worthy of having the courage to rebel.

In addition to being shocked, Shen Yichen also felt that the name Jiang Fucheng was a little familiar, as if the peasants in the southeast revolted during the orthodox period, and this was also one of the forces, and it was not weak.

Because the furnace master is the name of the blacksmith in the Ming Dynasty, you must know that without two strengths, you don't have the strength to be a blacksmith with a sledgehammer. And having the ability to forge means that there will be no shortage of weapons, armor or anything, and it is difficult to become a weak chicken rebel.

It seems that Ye Zongliu and others have been scattered everywhere to purchase ironware before, and they have already had contact with Jiang Fucheng's batch of furnace players. It is no wonder that during the Orthodox Dynasty, the Southeast Uprising could not be extinguished for several years, and it also developed to hundreds of thousands of rebels, and sure enough, there were two brushes.

However, just after Zheng Xiang finished saying this, Wang Neng, who had been relatively taciturn next to him, added: "Now that the imperial court strictly prohibits private mines, if we mine on a large scale, we may have conflicts with officers and soldiers, and I don't know how many brothers will die at that time." ”

This sentence made the bright prospect of the previous reversal instantly dimmed again.

The reason why Ye Zongliu's miners can now eat a full meal with peace of mind is because they gave up mining silver mines without permission and made up part of the mining tax, so that the governments of Zhejiang and Fujian can temporarily ease.

If you go to copper mining again at this time, wouldn't it be equivalent to returning to the old business, in the eyes of the government, who cares whether you mine copper or silver?

may end up with a return to the point where it has to be reversed.

The reason for this is that the means of production are insufficient, and they can only be compared with the word "private mining", otherwise there is no other way out to feed so many miners.

"Give me some time, and I'll think about what I can do."

After thinking about it again, Shen Yichen still decided to accept this matter and help this group of miners find another way.

This is not simply for the sake of his future power and military resources, whether Shen Yichen can reach the peak of Wenchen and control the force like Yu Qian is unknown, it is too early to say this.

He didn't want to see that these familiar faces were all killed in the internal friction of the Ming Dynasty in the end.

Many people know the history of the Ming Dynasty, and the primer is the book "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", which is indeed easy to understand and very interesting, which is very suitable as a primer for history books.

However, this book has very little description of the other two large-scale wars during the orthodox period of the Ming Dynasty, except for the Tumubao Incident, so it cannot present a complete historical process.

These two wars were the Battle of Luchuan in the southwest and the largest peasant uprising since the founding of the Ming Dynasty in the southeast.

It was these two wars that drew almost all of the strategic mobile forces of the Ming Dynasty on the left flank of the grassland, and countless elite generals in the northwest were deeply involved in inland wars.

Until the first division crossed the Shuo Desert, the Mongolian iron cavalry went south to attack Xuanda, Chen Mao, Jiang Gui, Wang Ji and other Ming Dynasty stalwarts and ministers, as well as a large number of officers and soldiers were still in the final stage of these two wars.

Shen Yichen has seen the displaced people in Zhenjiang, and he has also seen countless hungry Ming people along the way, and understands that there is no winner in civil strife.

He had vowed to take the world as his own responsibility, so he had to do everything possible to avoid the occurrence of civil war, so that Ye Zongliu and other hundreds of thousands of southeastern miners and peasants would not die under the swords of officers and soldiers.

Similarly, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were also born and raised by their parents, and there were also alien iron hooves in the north. Is it worth dragging a tired army north and finally dying outside the Cypriots?

Shen Yichen had never been able to change the course of history before, and this time, he wanted to try.

After placing the first person in Canghuo, Shen Yichen returned to the mansion, and this kind of thing can't be rushed. At least now the miners in Fujian can eat enough, and the risk of encirclement and suppression has been stabilized for the time being, which is far less urgent than it was at the beginning.

Back at home, Shen Yichen sat in front of his desk, thinking about whether there were suitable buyers among the people he knew, so that Ye Zongliu and others could trade high value-added goods with the Japanese slaves.

But after thinking about it, I don't know any military generals, or scholars, doctors, and literati, and they have nothing to do with business at all. The only one, Xu Fengyuan, is not very familiar with it, and he doesn't dare to support this kind of person at all.

Of course, if there is really no way, Shen Yichen can also be a trade middleman by himself, and then transfer the goods to Ye Zongliu and others.

But there is one more procedure, the process has to become cumbersome, and I am far away from Fujian, communication or something in this era, but it is a big problem.

In addition, more importantly, there will be spring in February next year, where will I get the energy and time to be a businessman?

Thinking about it, Shen Yichen only felt a headache, and there was no better way.

To be honest, in the more than a year since he came to the Ming Dynasty, Shen Yichen's progress has not been unhappy. But the rolling wheel that wants to change history is still a little worse in terms of strength.

After staying in the house for two days, Shen Yichen still didn't come up with a way to get the best of both worlds, but he learned some information about the Zhenjiang Mansion ink corruption case from the mouths of Canghuo and others.

After Sun Ding received the news, he acted quickly, and the United Metropolitan Procuratorate grabbed the seized grain depots, silver warehouses and other important venues before the Zhenjiang officialdom started, and obtained first-hand direct evidence.

Now the chapter is already on the way to the Beijing Division, after all, the prefect is the civil official of the fourth grade, and the Nanjing Sixth Department does not have this authority to try it, so it still has to wait for the decision of the Beijing Division.

If nothing else, the greed for ink caused the gathering of displaced people, and the prefect of Zhenjiang and the general sentence of this group of officials must at least be exiled to the frontier.

However, in the afternoon of this day, a carriage came from the gate of the Gongfu, which was sent by He Pingyan to invite, saying that a banquet had been set up in the Xueling Pavilion in the evening, waiting for Shen Yichen and Sun Shaozong to shake hands and make peace.

Shen Yichen naturally wouldn't shirk the good things he had promised before, so he got into the carriage, and with the staggering of "squeak, crunch", he stopped in a prosperous place in Beijing.

Shen Yichen stepped out of the carriage, took a look at the surrounding scene, and found that it was surrounded by warblers and swallows, and the sound of beauty was endless, as if it was a place with a fence.

"Coachman, is this the Snow Pavilion?"

Feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Shen Yichen turned to the coachman and asked.

The word "Xue Ling" sounds like a quiet and elegant private club, how did you pull yourself to the brothel of the Qinglou?

"Yes, Childe, look up at the signboard above."

After being reminded by the driver, Shen Yichen looked up and found that the building in front of him was indeed the Snow Pavilion.

It seems that it is not only the vassal elegance on the banks of the Qinhuai River in Yingtian, but even the Goolan Washe of the Beijing Division, which is also going in the direction of poetry, wine, singing and harmony, and is closely integrated with the literati and doctor class.

"Thank you."

Shen Yichen bowed his hand to the coachman, and then walked to the Snow Pavilion.

Before entering the door, an old bustard leaned over, took Shen Yichen's arm affectionately and said: "This son is really visionary, the girl of our Xueling Pavilion is the best in Beijing, and even this year's Oiran is selected from Xueling Pavilion." ”

"I don't know if the son has a good girl, the old mother will go to help the son open a private room."

Although the elegance of the Jingshi brothel in its name is not inferior to the Qinhuai River in the south of the Yangtze River, it is even surpassed.

However, in terms of taste, there is still a little bit of taste, at least the old bustard of the high-end Qinglou on the bank of the Qinhuai River shows an attitude that is not so vulgar, but more of a feeling that makes customers feel like a spring breeze.

"I've already made an appointment."

Except for the Winter Solstice Poetry Club, Shen Yichen has never officially entered a brothel, let alone any girl he knows.

"I don't know who Childe dated."

"He Pingyan of Guozijian."

As soon as he heard that it was He Pingyan's name, the old bustard let go of his arm, and his face was obviously much more respectful.

"It turned out to be a distinguished guest of Xianggong He, he has been waiting for a long time, and asked Gongzi to come with me."

"Thank you."

Shen Yichen thanked him, and then walked into the Xue Ling Pavilion with the old mother.

Compared with the vulgarity of the various warblers and swallows outside, the interior decoration of this brothel is much more elegant.

Many utensils can feel precious from the degree of fineness, but there is no outbreak-like cheesiness, and the arrangement is also quite exquisite, and it is from the hands of famous teachers at a glance.

Walking through the lively lobby, Shen Yichen passed through a long corridor again, only to find that there was a hole inside.

In the middle of the Snow Pavilion, a rockery is built with strange stones, and there is a small waterfall rushing down on it. You must know that a place like Jingshi is not as good as the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, especially after the population increases, the water source is a relatively tight resource.

It's a lot of money to make such a man-made waterfall.

What surprised Shen Yichen even more was that there were boxes built around the corridor, but the window and door frames were not made of items such as window paper, but translucent utensils similar to ground glass.

If Shen Yichen's guess is correct, this should be a translucent oyster shell called the shell window, which is used to replace the effect of glass in later generations.

At the same time, Shen Yichen finally understood why this green building was called Xueling Pavilion. Think about it, in the snowy season of Beijing, you don't need to open the doors and windows to blow the cold wind, you can vaguely see the snow scene outside, this force is simply full in Daming!

"Childe, He Xianggong and they are inside, so the old mother won't go in and disturb them."

The old bustard took Shen Yichen to a box, and through the shell window, he could dimly see the fluttering clothes inside, and the sound of frolicking and playing came from time to time.

"Okay."

Shen Yichen nodded, then pushed open the door of the box, only to see that there were more than a dozen people inside. In addition to the singing and dancing skills of accompanying the wine, there are also five or six young literati, among which there are naturally He Pingyan and Sun Shaozong.

Seeing Shen Yichen standing at the door, everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, and even the sound of singing and dancing temporarily stopped.

Sun Shaozong's face was a little unpleasant, but he didn't mean to make trouble, on the contrary, He Pingyan stood up from the futon and welcomed with a smile: "It's really a distinguished guest, Yichen, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Sorry, it's a slow ride."

At this time, another person spoke: "Brother Shen is late, then he should be punished with three glasses of wine." ”

Hearing this, the rest of the people also coaxed: "That's right, I will definitely have a drunk with Brother Shen today." ”

Shen Yichen was not familiar with these people, so the expression on his face was a little dazed, and he could only smile awkwardly.

"It's okay, Yichen, you take a seat first, and I'll introduce you to everyone."

He Pingyan also saw Shen Yichen's embarrassment, pulled him to the seat, and began to introduce everyone.

Today's "Hetou Wine" is not at all Shen Yichen thinking about himself and Sun Shaozong, on the contrary, it is more like a gathering of the sons and daughters of Jingshi.

Among the people who came, there were Ma Zheng, the son of the cabinet minister Ma Yu, Song Jie, the eldest son of the Marquis of Xining and Princess Xianning, and Yang Shou, the grandson of Yang Pu, the last of the "Three Yangs" in the Ming Dynasty cabinet, and so on.

It can be said that compared with the contact of Shen Yichen of Tianfu, the second generation of the group of officials on the edge of power, the people sitting here at the moment can be called the real second generation.

Their fathers are at the pinnacle of power in the Ming Dynasty!