Chapter 575: The Conscience of the Industry

"Did Young Master Qing take you to collect money?"

Li Bangyan nodded slowly, his face became solemn, could it be that something happened?

But when he met a heartless Qiu Xuanhuai, he pointed at him and smiled: "Zimei, you have been deceived." They're going to collect the money. ”

"Payment? How did I not know there was such a thing? ”

A hint of shame appeared on Li Bangyan's brows, he understood that he was tricked by Li Qing this time. But the receipt of money always gives people the feeling that something is wrong, why didn't even the vendors let go? Isn't it to go to the store to collect the payment? There are not many small merchants and hawkers, so can't Li Qing deliver the goods?

"That's not right, Renjo, but why do they even accept the vendors?"

"If there is spare land on the delivery cart, I will bring some of it, and the goods of the small traders will not occupy the space, and the accumulation of a small amount can be regarded as an income. And many vendors' demand for goods is the same, and our delivery volume is not small, but we need to order centrally, and the vendors get convenience, and we receive money, it's as simple as that. ”

"Why don't I know?"

Qiu Xuanhuai raised his head, looked away from the account book in his hand, looked at Li Bangyan's handsome appearance, and sighed: "Zimei, you don't care about the affairs in the mansion all day long. You are just an entourage of my young master, and no one in the mansion will tell you what they have done. Besides, don't you realize that they are unhappy with you? ”

"Dissatisfied?"

After Li Bangyan was stunned, he became nervous, Li Qing didn't care if he was dissatisfied with him, but what if it was Li Kui?

He asked tentatively and softly, "The same is true for adults?" ”

"You are not right from the title, Ruda calls my young master an adult, because he has an official position. And the young master appreciates him and is willing to give him a chance. But what about you? You are still white, and your talent is just to sort out the young master's correspondence, and now the young master has sent you to the capital, so it can be seen that you are not doing well in this matter. I can hear Xiao Er say, you trick him into playing all day long, and you like to use the name of the mansion. ”

Unexpectedly, after complaining, Li Bangyan's face gradually turned red, and then he realized the taste of shame.

"Besides, as soon as Gonggong Hao returned to the capital, didn't you go to visit?"

"Qiu Xuanhuai, you sent someone to follow me!" Even if he is disliked, Li Bangyan found that he was still suspected, and he didn't even have a chance to contact the secrets of the old Li family, so why should he sell the master for glory? Besides, in addition to relieving a few elders with money, Li Kui basically has no contact with officials. He just wants to break the black news and has no chance.

"It's really not enough to follow you, you know how many young master Qing's followers are on the street, it is not an exaggeration to say that the gangsters and scoundrels on the ground in the capital have to give him face if they report their names. As for you angering Young Master Qing, the main thing is that he doesn't like readers, or he is a reader who pretends to be a wolf with a big tail, he annoys this the most. ”

Qiu Xuanhuai didn't care about Li Bangyan's thoughts, but continued: "The young master has instructed me to pass on this letter to you if you are restrained in the mansion. ”

"It's ......"

"It's good to get together and disperse."

didn't wait for Qiu Xuanhuai to finish speaking, but Li Bangyan exclaimed angrily: "My lord wants to drive me out of the house? ”

"It's not to rush, it's to send, understand? The young master has done his best to you, reading is a good thing, and studying is even more enterprising. If the Zimei brothers are determined to do this, the young master doesn't mind being a favor. But you can't play all day in the name of studying, right? The young master once said that if you want to be developed, there is no way out. ”

"Is there no way back?"

"Nope. Do you want to pick up your craft? ”

These words tore and tore the last fig leaf on Li Bangyan's body. However, Qiu Xuanhuai doesn't seem to hate Li Bangyan, after all, Li Bangyan is a scholar, even if he is a silversmith, it does not prevent him from reading, and he seems to be reading very well: "The young master recommended you to go to no more than a few places, generals and eunuchs." ”

"Are there no civil servants?"

Li Bangyan is a little unwilling, he is a person with lofty ideals who wants to participate in the imperial examination, how can he go to Jiangmen and the eunuch's mansion to do things?

Qiu Xuanhuai finally began to be dissatisfied with Li Bangyan, insatiable people will always make people disgusted. Civil official, don't you look at the identity of the civil official with whom the young master has come and gone, can these old men look down on you?

"Fan's Mansion?"

"Su Mansion?"

"Wenfu?"

Qiu Xuanhuai said in one breath that there were three well-known mansions in the capital, Li Bangyan was immediately disheartened, these mansions were very strict with the discipline of their own children and grandchildren, how could he allow a lazy person to harm the future of their family? Besides, these three mansions have all had prime ministers, and if they really go, most of them are just an errand for a steward, and they can't even get the money.

Su Mansion is not the mansion of Zuo Xiang Su Zhe, but the mansion of Old Man Su Song.

Only then did Li Bangyan realize that he was so unpopular. Ashamed, he didn't dare to look up at Qiu Xuanhuai's clear eyes. Fortunately, Li Kui took care of it, so Qiu Xuanhuai gave Li Bangyan a letter of recommendation, and you should take this letter first: "Instead of doing things for eunuchs and generals, plain and innocent, the young master asked me to tell you that this letter recommending you to take the Taixue exam is his last and only opportunity to recommend you." If you lose it, you can leave the house. As for before the exam, you can still stay in the mansion. If you are not used to living in the mansion, you can go to live elsewhere. The younger brother is willing to support you with food and lodging. ”

On the way back, Li Bangyan's mood was sometimes excited, sometimes heavy.

He finally got a letter of recommendation from Li Kui and could take the entrance exam for Taixue in the spring and summer.

But what worries him is, what if he doesn't get in?

His family's family background, although he can enlighten and read a few books. But it is far from the entrance examination.

Li Bangyan decided to fight for himself, but before that, he needed to finish what he promised Hao Sui.

"Brother Hongming, I have prepared a gift for you to read at night."

"It's an oil lamp."

"That's right, you can see it better than a candle when it's lit."

"Yes, how much?"

"Don't need money, everyone has a share, and I ask Brother Hongming to help introduce and send it."

After dark, the number of people who went out to play in the upper house of Taixue was greatly reduced, and everyone gathered in front of the oil lamp to watch the strangeness. This kind of cheap and high-quality oil lamp immediately won the respect of the students. Just like Li Bangyan promised Hao Sui, the respect of the students, the oil will inevitably be accepted by the rich and noble.

It's a pity that Tokyo Bianliang didn't have a way to sell this new type of oil lamp. Many stewards who are interested in buying, after inquiring around on the street, are all gone.

Fortunately, a few days later, Qiu Xuanhuai was also ready and began to distribute goods in several urban areas in the city. At the beginning of the publicity, the singers who were a little famous in the capital asked him to invite them, sat on the big board car, and while playing and singing, they promoted the magic of the oil lamp.

Of course, the common people of Bianliang, who have suffered from the scourge of profiteers, will not be fooled at all, until the shop says that they don't need money to close the fight, and they will send lights if they win the lottery.

The people of Kaifeng Mansion, who like to close the fire and gamble, suddenly couldn't help it, and the oil lamp became popular in the capital before it was sold.

At the beginning, mahjong was popular in the capital with about the same number of roads, and today's fire oil lamps are actually easier to operate than mahjong.

"In the middle of the middle! To Lao Tzuzhong! ”

"Bad luck, bring me one."

"Brother, you have already received a Guan Po ticket, and you can't get it again."

"Can't I buy it with my money? Give me ten yuan first, Lao Tzu has to win. ”

"No, I can't. Our firm's Guanpu coupons are free, don't buy them! "The man's face is entangled, you pay a lot of money for things that don't need money, what do you want? And neither oil nor oil lamps are valuable goods. He could buy a set for three dollars, and he couldn't get ten yuan of oil lamps and oil alone, so he had to hire a car on the street to take it home. The old monk didn't need so much to do things.

"Tomorrow is still a fight, please come tomorrow."

"No, others have it, but I don't have it, you can't afford to lose this person!"

encountered a tendon, which really made the guy blind: "Don't sell it." ”

"My temper! I'm going to buy it! ”

The people of the Great Song Dynasty liked to pounce, and even the emperor was not exempt from vulgarity. A Kaifeng mansion master, as long as the switch is on the top, he can lie at the door of the store and play a scoundrel.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper came, and said to the customers who participated in the Guan Pu: "Everyone, oil lamps and fire oil are cheap things, and they are not worth selling Guan Po tickets. ”

"No, we're all here, but you don't let me wait for Guan Pu, isn't it a trick?"

Because it's a free guanpu, the winning rate is very low, and if it is really sold, how to set this price is a trouble. Besides, the big treasurer's request is to make the name of the oil out.

But if the reputation of the kerosene shop was damaged because of the sale of the Guanpu tickets, wouldn't it be a big loss?

"Steward Qiu, Lao Chen really has nothing to do. If it is easy to win the lottery, I am afraid that the giveaway set by the young master will be gone in one day. You must know that Li Bangyan took almost half of the goods. But you don't have to turn off the coupons and can't fool those who make trouble, I'm afraid that tomorrow there will be people in our shops who will make trouble. I also asked Steward Qiu to make a charter so that I could do things. ”

"Why don't they buy free tickets?"

"I don't suffer from widowhood but unevenness, especially when I see my neighbor winning the lottery, he is empty, how uncomfortable he feels, I can't bear to experience."

The Kaifeng Mansion has a good face, even when they are lucky, they dare not fall behind.

This can be embarrassing to death Qiu Xuanhuai.

If the winning rate is low, what is the appropriate price for this ticket?

Ten Wen?

Or Wuwen?

What if someone fakes it after a long time?

Qiu Xuanhuai didn't expect Li Bangyan's Taixue promotion to bring much business to the oil at all, and the rich and noble, especially the official eunuchs, who would personally go out to buy oil lamps and lamp oil? They are all servants of the house, and they go to buy.

It can be said that the real seller of fire oil is still an ordinary family in the Great Song Dynasty.

Before Yan'an Prefecture sent goods in large quantities, 300 oil lamps and oil per day was already the limit. If it is higher than this number, I am afraid that it will be out of stock, and below this number, I am afraid that everyone's enthusiasm will be dampened.

What to do?

Qiu Xuanhuai touched his chin, undecided in his heart, is he a black-hearted businessman or a conscientious seller?