"Lack of money?"

"I still have some silver on me!" Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously wanted to touch it in her arms.

But then, she realized that something was wrong, here, it was not Mount Emei, and the senior sisters sitting opposite were not the senior sisters in the door, but Senior Brother Song, who had just known each other for a day.

In front of a man, touching the silver in his arms is also too indecent.

If the senior brother thinks that he is a dissolute person and is deliberately seducing him, it will be a real shame!

Song Xuan waved his hand indifferently and said, "I don't lack small money, what I lack is hundreds of thousands of millions of big money." ”

Zhou Zhiruo said curiously: "What does senior brother want so much money for?" Although people who practice martial arts spend a lot more than ordinary people, it's not so exaggerated, right? ”

Song Xuan blinked, pondered for a moment, and said tentatively: "If I say that I want silver to rebel, I don't know, do you believe it or not?" ”

"Believe!" Zhou Zhiruo was not surprised at all, but said as a matter of course: "My master has two major ambitions in his life. The first is to pacify the Demon Sect and avenge the past revenge of the master.

The second is to expel the Mongolian Tatars and restore the rivers and mountains of our Han family.

Senior brother, you have this ambition, how can Zhiruo not believe it? ”

Hearing this, Song Xuan smiled heartily: "Very good, you are very good!" ”

As he spoke, he continued: "No matter what happens in the future, as long as you don't take refuge in the Tartars, I will accept you as a friend!" ”

"Senior brother, don't underestimate people!" Zhou Zhiruo's face became serious, and although her voice was delicate, her tone was inexplicably heavy: "My father died in the hands of the Tartars, how could he do the pickled thing of recognizing a thief as his father!" ”

"It's a gaffe!"

Song Xuan apologized, and when he looked at Zhou Zhiruo, there was a hint of recognition in his eyes.

For the time being, Zhou Zhiruo, who is a fledgling and still a rookie in the rivers and lakes, is a simpler person despite her lack of experience.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to rebel, we are good friends!

Soon, the maids brought the wine and food to the table, and Song Xuan was not polite, and after a simple polite sentence, he ate it in a big gulp.

Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head and ate the rice in the bowl, but the corner of her eyes looked at each other from time to time.

Senior Brother Song has a large amount of food, and the speed of eating is also very fast, but the eating appearance is very elegant, not rough at all, and after a while, a few large bowls of rice are served on the dishes.

I knew that Senior Brother Song was very handsome, but when I looked at it carefully, I saw that Senior Brother Song's handsome face looked more and more plump under the candlelight!

Especially thinking of today, the senior brother has one person and one sword, like a sword immortal coming to the world, killing all the Tartar cavalry.

Inexplicably, she felt that her cheeks were slightly hot.

After the meal, a maid came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and one of them led Zhou Zhiruo to the room where she stayed.

After he left, Song Xuan drank tea and said lightly towards the door: "Come in!" ”

As the words fell, a tall man in the prime of life, with a sword at his waist and a sword scar at the corner of his eye, walked in quickly.

"Tell me about the recent situation!"

"Yes!"

The man said respectfully: "Hui Gongzi, now we have eleven businesses in Jianghuai and other places, mainly dart bureaus, cloth shops, and inns, with a daily net profit, about two thousand taels!" ”

Song Xuan shook his head and said, "Not enough!" ”

"It's not enough!" The man smiled bitterly and said: "Son, the Tsing Yi guards under your command are all over the provincial capitals, and now there are more than 3,000 people.

In addition to this, you also asked to collect craftsmen from all over the world, and also to develop and build firearms...... Firearms cost more money than training warriors.

At this rate of consumption, it won't be able to sustain it for a few months.

Childe, why don't you slow down the matter of firearms? ”

Song Xuan shook his head and said, "This matter can't be delayed!" Every year we delay, the people of the world will suffer for another year! ”

When the man heard this, he looked at the child's eyes, showed a look of fanaticism, and said respectfully: "It's a humble position, it's too simple to consider!" ”

Song Xuan waved his hand, "You've done a good job!" ”

As he spoke, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his eyes were deep, and his eyelashes opened and closed, as if he saw the moon through the clouds, and the whole person became bright.

"Sixth, you say, in this world, what business makes the fastest money?"

In order to complete the task of the bronze mirror, he destroyed ten of the mountain bandits.

But to be honest, in this era, even if it is a mountain bandit, there is not much wealth in the stockade.

The slightly more powerful wealthy families have dead soldiers and even warriors at home, and the mountain bandits do not dare to provoke them at will.

The only people they can rob are ordinary people, or passing merchants.

But how much oil and water can these people squeeze out?

"Childe, if you say that the money is fast, it will naturally be a green house, a casino, and a smuggled salt seller!"

As soon as he talked about money, the man named Lao Liu suddenly became interested, and said repeatedly: "Among them, selling illicit salt is the fastest to get money!" Don't talk about it far away, let's just say that the eight major families of Jianghuai are all rich and rival the country, which one is not selling smuggled salt behind it?

It is said that their annual silver turnover is counted in millions of taels! ”

Song Xuan's index finger tapped on the table and asked, "Qinglou Casino or something, don't get contaminated." It's the salt merchant's business, can we get involved? ”

"It's not easy!" The sixth shook his head and said, "Son, you also know that the Mongolian Tatars only know how to oppress by force, even if they win the world, they don't know how to govern the country at all."

Therefore, in terms of governing the country, all the power was delegated to the local government.

As long as the provincial governments pay the taxes to the court on time every year, as long as the local governments do not directly rebel, the court will not bother to ask about those officials.

Because of this, the local gentry are extremely powerful, and even have an army in their hands that can be mobilized at any time!

And the eight major families of Jianghuai control the salt industry, store outlaws, and have the power of the government behind them, if we rush into it, it is estimated that in a few days, there will be trouble in the open and in the dark! ”

Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "You say, if we directly kidnap the prefect of Hangzhou and blackmail him into opening the back door in the matter of selling salt, is it feasible?" ”

"Well, it's not impossible." The sixth shook his head and said: "I know that the son is extremely strong, and he also has the ability to tie up the prefect, but, to be honest, instead of tying up a prefect, it is better to tie up the patriarch of the big family in the Jianghuai territory."

The energy of these big families is much stronger than that of a prefect or something. ”

Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "This matter, and we will discuss it later, for the time being, I will focus on safety, and I will think of other ways to do it for money."

I don't worry about anything else, mainly because of the various craftsmen that have been collected with great difficulty in the past two years, if they are gone, then I will die of distress! ”

Although this world is a world of martial arts, warriors cannot compete head-on with large-scale armies.

The future is the era of firearms.

Those craftsmen have a low status in the eyes of the imperial court, but in the eyes of him Song Xuan, every one of them is a baby bump.

The last one died for no reason, and he had to feel distressed for a long time!

As for the lack of silver?

If it really doesn't work, then he can only pretend to be a member of the Demon Sect, find a few big dogs, and rob the rich to help his poor!