Zhu Zhanyong wanted to tell him.

But he thinks.

He didn't necessarily understand the subtle reaction, so he thought about it seriously and told him, "The key is the grass ash that is added to it. ”

IV: "Grass Ash... Grass Grey ......"

So, it went offline.

Zhu Zhanyong also restrained his mind.

Iodized snowflake salt will cause a sensation if its efficacy is passed down to the world! How do I get a salt ticket?

The imperial court changed the salt law, and merchants could not make salt by themselves, so they had to transport the grain to the border first, and then the salt department would exchange it for salt tickets, exchange the tickets for salt, or directly use silver taels to buy salt tickets at the salt department.

It is naturally the most convenient to buy with silver, so as soon as the new salt law came out, the salt tickets of the Beijing Salt Division were bought out by the gentry, and only the first one remained.

How can I get food?

He didn't have any food, so he was afraid that it would sprout if he sent it over.

Zhu Zhanyong thought about it, and his eyes fell on Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui also noticed Zhu Zhanyong's gaze and immediately ran over.

"Your Highness, what's the matter? As long as you don't tell me to burn down my house... No, even if it burns, I won't hesitate. ”

Zhu Zhanyong saved his nephew, and Zhang Hui was very righteous.

"Does the Hou Mansion have any grain?"

"Yes, my eldest brother has three large granaries on the outskirts of Beijing, in which the rice and millet harvested by the tenants of the house every year are placed." Zhang Hui is very sincere and explains everything.

The Marquis of Xincheng Shilu 2,000 stones, plus the thousands of hectares of grange given by the emperor to the Zhang family, the grain harvested every year was hoarded in the granary, and it was a first-class gentry in the capital.

"I want to borrow a little grain from the Hou Mansion."

"With my relationship with His Highness, why do I need to say a borrowed word, I will send it to His Highness, but how much is a little bit?"

"Ten thousand stones!"

"Your Highness, I still have something to do at home, I'll leave first."

Zhu Zhanyong ordered Zhang Jiu to close the door of the courtyard.

When Zhang Hui came out of the courtyard, he was full of reluctance and sneakily walked out of the palace and went to his own granary on the outskirts of Beijing.

When Zhu Zhanyong saw him again, there were already more than 20 large grain trucks, lined up on Chang'an Avenue, although Chang'an Avenue has caravans all year round, this grain fleet, the people still feel shocked.

Zhang Hui was very nervous: "Your Highness, hurry!" Otherwise, it won't be good to be intercepted by my sister. ”

Zhu Zhanyong also wanted to hurry, the grain was there, but who would escort these grain trucks?

It is impossible for Zhu Zhanyong to go, and it is impossible for Zhang Hui to leave Beijing, such a big vote, you need someone who can be trusted and can do things, and it will be very tricky to escort it, he remembered a person.

The old eunuch prayed for loyalty, and after listening to Zhu Zhanyong's instructions, he was ordered by Emperor Gao to be a slave to the son in front of him, and said with a smile: "The old slave has gone." ”

………

Xincheng Hou Mansion.

The steward went to the granary today, but found that there were only a few stones left in the granary, and the granary was empty.

Oh, my God!

Thief!

Several of the guards on guard were also tied up, as if they were afraid of reporting the news.

"Let go of me, huh! My eldest brother's food is not my father's! Besides, why are you catching thieves and arresting me? Zhang Hui shouted.

The steward looked like I believe you are a ghost, and hurried to the backyard.

"Miss, the granary of the Hou Mansion has been robbed." The steward bowed and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Li Zhilu is reading a book under the window lattice, sitting quietly and softly, with nephrite softness.

"Who dares to do this in the capital?"

The steward bowed his head and did not speak.

Li Zhilu seemed to realize something, and sighed lightly:

"How many were robbed?"

"One... 10,000 stones! The steward said.

"Sister, listen to me first...... I just lent it to others, and the imperial court changed the salt law, it is said that ...... It is said that anyone who sells salt will become a big salt merchant, 10,000 stone is nothing, anyway, my father's silver taels are also mine, if it is lost, I don't blame the eldest brother. Zhang Hui finally broke free from a few subordinates.

Li Zhilu knew that his brother was difficult to train, so he asked: "There are many salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, how can the salt trade be so easy to do?" ”

Zhang Hui took out a jade porcelain vial from his arms and put it on the table.

Hearing that it was salt, Li Zhilu stretched out her fingers, poured some on, and tasted the end of the salt, and her eyes suddenly burst into brilliance.

A very different taste from refined salt.

"The one who borrowed the grain, but His Highness Zhan Yong?"

Seeing a black shadow flashing, Zhang Hui rushed to the base of the wall, grabbed his hands, and deftly disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The steward suddenly felt that his eyes were dark: "Miss, how is it good, how is it good...... Either come back, or come back, woo woo woo ......"

The young master made friends carelessly, Zhu Zhanyong will definitely not pay it back, 10,000 stone grains, that is, 5,000 taels, my God......

Li Zhilu stares, taste? It seemed far better than green salt, and she picked up the porcelain vase of the peony stamen.

But he said:

"Although 10,000 stones is a lot, it is not necessarily a loss, His Royal Highness Zhan Yong is a person who relieves promises, and first repair a letter, give it to my brother."

The steward wiped away his tears: "Miss, didn't you say that Master Hou is leading the troops......"

"My brother is a wise man, and if there is no faith in the family, there will be something wrong."

Li Zhilu stretched out her slender hand, holding a porcelain bottle, thinking of Zhu Zhanyong's painting of the boat, her heart was full of surprise.

…………

Zhu Zhanyong wanted to help him, but he couldn't do business, so he wanted to help him create a business.

At the same time, he also wanted to confirm one thing, whether the business could continue until the end of the Ming Dynasty and be handed over to the hands of the people, right now, just waiting for the old eunuch to come back.

A few days passed, and Zhang Hui had a sad face: "Your Highness, he won't run away, right?" ”

is not promising, although he has not seen the old eunuch many times, but Zhu Zhanyong feels that he is a trustworthy person.

Zhu Zhanyong patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry." ”

"Your Highness has seen me dozens of times, and only once, and you haven't trusted me so much, how do you know that this person can be trusted?" Zhang Hui was afraid of being beaten to death by Zhang Fu.

You know......

However, Zhu Zhanyong can also understand.

10,000 stone grains, converted into silver taels, is 4,500 taels.

So much silver.

The Hou Mansion's family was half empty, and Zhu Zhanyong gave him an idea, if Zhang Fu came back, before the matter was completed, he would come to the palace to be Yu Linwei, and it was a little bitter, at least his life was still there.

While speaking, he heard Zhang Jiu's babbling voice from afar, and he smiled: "Your Highness, the shopkeeper is back." ”

……

Liren Street, a cloth shop with a trade name.

The old eunuch prayed for loyalty and looked forward to it.

Except for Zhu Yuanzhang, he has no close people in this world, although he has only seen Zhu Zhanyong once, he is like a housekeeper who serves him as a grown-up.

Seeing the carriage coming, the old eunuch hurriedly caught up, helped Zhu Zhanyong out of the carriage, and took out a neat ticket from his arms.

"Your Highness, this is a salt ticket."

"I pray hard for my father-in-law to run away."

"Your Highness has tormented the old slave." Pray for Gonggong to bow half-bowed, as if he was in the palace.

Zhang Hui didn't listen to the words of the two, grabbed the salt ticket, looked left and right, looked in the daylight, and turned his head: "Your Highness, is it really okay?" ”

There is a fart question, who dares to imitate the salt ticket these days, and there is also the cyan official seal of the salt division, I don't want to live anymore.

However, the time to witness the miracle is coming, and he is also a little excited about whether the business name can reach the hands of the man.

Zhu Zhanyong took the salt ticket: "In this dynasty, no one dares to use fake salt tickets. ”

He also wanted to see what the salt ticket looked like.

It has a texture similar to that of the treasure banknote, covered with a red seal and a blue seal, which are respectively from the government and the salt department, and you need to exchange them at the local level.

However, it does come so fast that it feels a little unreal.

Father-in-law Qi looked at Zhu Zhanyong and asked respectfully, "Your Highness, what's next?" ”

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PS: Good morning duck, today is going to compete for the recommended position to test the waters, please read and collect duck~