"Oh? You know? Mo Jun's eyes flashed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe~~ Even if Zuo Teng is incompetent, he is still a city guard. How could I not know that they were working so the farmland in my city in broad daylight? ”

"Then you're not going to stop it?"

"How to stop it? Zuo Teng seems to be the county guard of Nanyang now, but he has neither military power nor power in his hands, nor is he far away from the center of power. Sometimes even the recitals from the table were not presented to the king. ”

Zuo Teng clenched his fists, but in the end, he was unable to put it down, and said dejectedly: "Since the ninth prince returned to China, he has been fighting with the general. Both of them are in high positions, and a slight move is enough to change the fate of countless low-level people. ”

Zuo Teng felt that his strength was weak and weak, and he was unable to participate in the whirlpool of this power struggle. But as a city guard, I can't watch the people under my rule suffer calamity because of the struggle at the top, and in any case, how innocent these civilians are! ”

After listening to Zuo Teng's story, Mo Jun was a little surprised.

Let's be honest.

This Nanyang county warden seems to have seen more thoroughly than he imagined about the internal disputes in South Korea today.

But on second thought, this seems normal.

A person who can become a city guard, even if he is not a smart person, he must not be a fool.

Some time ago, the capital Xinzheng, the struggle between the general Ji Wuye and the ninth prince Han Fei was almost known all over the city, but anyone with a little officialdom can see this whirlpool clearly.

And this time Ji Wuye chose the chessboard in Nanyang, to say that Zuo Teng, who is the county guard of Nanyang, knows nothing about it, which is obviously unlikely.

After roughly determining that there was indeed no problem with Zuo Teng's surrender, Mo Jun took out the secret letter in his arms, stretched out his hand and handed it to Zuo Teng, and said.

"I hope you won't disappoint the Qin State."

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Walk out of the county guard's house.

Mo Jun took off his night clothes, changed into ordinary clothes, and became an ordinary but somewhat handsome merchant again.

"Then, it's time to go to Xinzheng to have fun."

Mo Jun has not forgotten the real purpose of his trip to South Korea, he is ordered to enjoy ······ Ah no. It's specially run over to avoid the limelight.

Since it is a shelter from the limelight, it is naturally impossible to stay here for a day or two.

For such a long time, if you don't find a place with a slightly better environment, it will be quite a torture for Mo Jun.

South Korea is very small.

The entire land area of Korea, if placed in Qin and Chu, is probably equivalent to the size of a county.

Therefore, although Nanyang is a border city in South Korea, in fact, it does not take long to travel from Nanyang to the capital Xinzheng.

Mo Jun set up the carriage and swayed all the way, but it only took half a day to come to Xinzheng.

Compared with the remote Nanyang, Xinzheng is undoubtedly much more prosperous.

Not only are the roads densely populated with pedestrians.

The buildings on both sides are also more regular, with carved lacquer, blue bricks and green tiles; The white windows of the red door, the pavilions and pavilions, complement each other, full of the beauty of the ancient style and ancient charm.

Although the area is not large, when it comes to extravagance and prosperity, it is almost not inferior to Xianyang.

After Mo Jun entered the city.

First, he found an inn to put down the carriage and salute, although he wanted to go straight to Zilanxuan now, but considering that he still had something to do, he temporarily suppressed his impulse.

According to the message left during the previous contact, it took Mo Jun a while to successfully get in touch with Xiong Da.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Not long after, Xiong Da and Xiong Er came to the inn.

Compared with a year ago, Xiong Da and Xiong Er's appearance has also changed a lot, and Xiong Da doesn't look as thin as before.

But the biggest change is still Xiong Er.

Perhaps it was the replenishment of a large amount of nutrients in the past year, coupled with the fact that Mo Jun once asked the medicine ghost to use a mature great tonic elixir with a little [Life Crystal] to mix a bowl of potions, which made Xiong Er make up for the deficit caused by malnutrition.

Now Xiong Er has not only grown in size again, but even the original 'innate divine power' talent seems to have been completely developed.

The "Song of No Battle" cultivated by Mo Jun is not suitable for Xiong Er.

But the medicine ghost has traveled for many years, and naturally has accumulated some martial arts on his body, and the two discussed it, and finally selected a horizontal martial arts called "Hundred Refining Xuanjia" and handed it over to Xiong Er to practice.

This martial art focuses on defense, and can refine the physical body into a hundred refining black iron, which can be described as both offensive and defensive.

Xiong Er was standing there now, and if he didn't use his 'might' spirit attack, even Mo Jun wouldn't be able to break through his defenses.

That's the real talent.

Of course.

Xiong Er can enter the realm so quickly, and naturally it is inseparable from the assistance of money.

This year, just to make a potion to assist Xiong Er's cultivation, three strains of the Great Tonic Elixir alone were used, and almost all of the medicine ghost's decades of inventory were given to Xiong Er.

If it weren't for the fact that Mo Jun could artificially cultivate the elixir now, it is estimated that if he killed the medicine ghost, it would be impossible to give these elixirs of his hand to Xiong Er so wasted.

"Hmm!"

Mo Jun nodded at the two of them, said hello, and then said, "How is the business here?" ”

"It's very hot."

As soon as he heard the business, Xiong Da's eyes lit up and said: "Although there are not as many people here as Xianyang in Xinzheng, the nobles here are more willing to spend money, boss, do you know how much money has been sold for a tael of sugar on our side?" ”

"How much?"

When Mo Jun heard this, there was really a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Xiong Da raised a finger with a mysterious face, and when Mo Jun saw this, he guessed a number and said, "One hundred baht?" ”

Xiong Da shook his head, and then stopped selling Guanzi, and said directly: "More than that, it's one hundred and twenty baht, one hundred and twenty baht and one tael of sugar." ”

"So much?"

Mo Jun's eyes widened, even if he had prepared before, he couldn't help but be startled at this moment.

What is the concept of 120 baht?

Although the currencies of the seven countries are different today, only the value of gold is the value of the seven countries, and the measurement of the seven countries is not much different.

At most, the measurement varies from country to country.

For example, South Korea adopted the Dajin system after the unification of the Qin and Han dynasties, and one gold was equal to 20 taels, which was equal to 480 baht.

And now the average price of grain is only 24 baht.

One Hu is equal to about 120 catties.

Other words.

The sugar that Mo Jun sells here in South Korea can buy back about five or six hundred catties of grain in one or two.

For a more crude conversion, one tael of white sugar is equivalent to a gold coin in the Qin State.

"This ······ It's too profitable! ”

Mo Jun couldn't help but be a little stunned for a while, no wonder since the Spring and Autumn Period, no matter how chaotic the world is, there will be a large number of caravans risking their lives to trade across borders.

Before, Mo Jun thought that sugar was in Xianyang, and it was expensive enough to sell one stone of grain for one tael.

Unexpectedly, now just crossing a nearby South Korea, the profit has increased tenfold in an instant, and this terrifying reward is enough to make any businessman crazy.

And at this moment, I only heard Xiong Da continue: "According to my understanding during this time, compared with the nobles on the Xianyang side, they are still a little restrained, and the extravagance on the Xinzheng side is extremely prevalent, and ordinary civilians are still struggling to survive at the bottom, but it is just ordinary for countless high-ranking officials and nobles to spend hundreds of gold." ”

"In addition, scarcity is expensive, and now we are the only one in the white sugar business in the world, and there is no other semicolon. So even if we offer a price of one hundred and twenty-one baht, for the nobles here, it is just a leisure. ”

"I even suspect that even if I continue to raise the price now, there will still be a large number of nobles who will be sought after······"

Speaking of this, Mo Jun didn't wait for Xiong Da to finish speaking, and then directly interrupted: "There is no need, what we are doing now is not a one-shot deal, the sugar business will temporarily maintain this price, and then stabilize it first." ”

"Yes, I see."

Xiong Da nodded, then took out a money bag from his arms, handed it to Mo Jun and said: "This is our income during this time, sugar plus some other small commodities, a total of 167 gold coins, and some change, I also changed it all into grain cloth according to the boss's instructions." ”

Xiong Da brought a total of ten catties of sugar, that is, one hundred and sixty taels.

Now the monetary systems of various countries are unstable, so Mo Jun has already ordered that all the income from outside Qin should be exchanged for gold or grain cloth.

Facing the money bag handed by Xiong Da, Mo Jun did not reach out to take it, but said: "Don't worry, you keep this money first, I still have something for you to do." ”

"I came over this time, and I brought you another ten catties of sugar, and you then sold it at the previous price, and then began to buy grain in a low-key manner in major grain stores, and the more you bought, the better······"

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