Shen Ze bid farewell to Zhu Chengjun and threw himself into the secret recovery of charcoal coupons.

The history books are full of praise for the prosperity of the two Song Dynasty, and it has been more than ten days since they came to this era, and they are so busy these days that they have not had time to experience it in person.

Zhu Cheng grabbed a bag of silver and hung it on his waist and walked out of the Changxing ticket number, walking leisurely on the ankle-white street.

The heavy money bag on his waist has to be dangled a few times every step he takes, Zhu Chengjun feels very troubled about this, the silver is heavy and it is not comfortable to carry it anywhere, it seems that there is so much money that he can't hide it, which is not a good thing. It is a burden to carry on the body, and it is easy to be thief when it is exposed.

Snow fell from the eaves, revealing the old tiles.

Passing by the tea shop, Zhu Chengjun vaguely saw so many familiar faces, which were the members of the charcoal protection team he sent out to secretly buy back carbon coupons. At present, the charcoal market is half-dead, but the speculators who followed the trend to buy charcoal bonds are worried. No one cares about it in his hand, and he sees that he is about to wait for the black charcoal after the autumn equinox, and now he is finally able to get rid of it, and everyone can't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"Hey...... In this market that rises and falls, who makes the money? ”

This is the common sentiment of all those who follow the trend and speculate.

Money seems to be easy to make, but it is nothing more than buying low and selling high to earn the difference, but the fact is that not everyone can put the silver they can see into their money bags.

"It's time for you to sell, and when you make money, be content."

"I made a little money, look at my brother's ...... Why don't you put money in it? ”

"Go...... Uncle keep holding it! I don't believe it yet! Even if I can't make money, when the weather gets cooler this year, I'll go and change some charcoal, and it's still not a loss. ”

"Aren't you afraid that the Changxing ticket number will suddenly be gone?"

"What are you afraid of! The newly opened 'Datong Carbon Store' is doing quite well, and it can still go out of business. ”

Zhongli County is also so big, even if the shopkeeper of the Changxing ticket number runs away with money, people are not worried that Datong Tanxing, which is really doing business, dares to do so. A small and closed business district has many acquaintances, and the reputation is gone, and the foothold is gone.

"Strange...... Datong Charcoal's business is not bad, why did charcoal, which is used as a raw material, fall? ”

"That's right!" Someone slapped his thigh hard, feeling that he was tricked nine times out of ten.

"What do you mean this is Datong Tan's deliberate attempt to lower the cost of raw materials?"

"Yes...... As the weather gradually warms up, it is common sense that the demand for charcoal has dropped sharply. ”

Although everyone thought about it, they finally agreed.

"Once the new products of Datong Carbon are launched, the response in the market is quite good."

"Everyone is just a mixture, or the store will be crowded in a few days."

"It's to blame that the shopkeeper of Datong Charcoal Store doesn't know how to do business, so he chose to open after the beginning of spring."

"Looks like I sold it right just now."

"I know that the market is not good, but why do people still recycle carbon coupons? This is an unusually ......"

"This ............"

"Hey...... We really don't understand this cloud. ”

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Zhu Chengjun deliberately slowed down to listen to the dialogue of market speculators, and before the final hot news broke out, not everyone was unanimously optimistic about the market outlook, so there is still a lot to do. Zhu Chengjun never thought of harvesting these small speculators, and if they can get together, they will probably converge into a torrent of predators behind the scenes.

"Zhu Gongzi ......" Zhu Chengjun happened to pass by Master Jia's shop.

Master Jia seems to be in a particularly good mood these days, and he walks out to greet Zhu Chengjun.

"Seeing that Master Jia is full of energy, he has made a fortune recently?" Zhu Chengjun joked with a smile.

"Ho ho ...... It's all Tuogongzi Hongfu. Master Jia smiled, trying not to behave so badly in front of Zhu Chengjun, and turned to worship: "If Zhu Gongzi has nothing to do today, the old man wants to take the opportunity to thank him, talk about his heart, and hope that Zhu Gongzi will appreciate his face." ”

Zhu Chengjun glanced lightly at Master Jia, who was full of anticipation, and with his face that couldn't be hidden, Zhu Chengjun couldn't see that he had something else to ask for. Since ancient times, there has been no good feast, and all the large and small banquets are all insignificant.

"Master Jia might as well say it directly." Zhu Chengjun politely refused this guy's dinner in person.

"The old man couldn't hide things in his heart, so he said it bluntly." Master Jia secretly glanced around, leaned over and lowered his voice and asked, "What will happen to the future market of charcoal?" I also hope that Zhu Gongzi will mention one or two. ”

Once a person tastes the sweetness for the first time, he becomes addicted to it.

Zhu Chengjun knew that this Master Jia was by no means vain, and with his exquisite craftsmanship, it was not a problem to forge a charcoal coupon. Knowing that he had this sign in his heart, Zhu Chengjun stretched out his hand and pressed Master Jia's neck and warned in a deep voice: "Don't think I don't know what your idea is, do you think you know enough about charcoal coupons?" A word of kind advice, I hope that Your Excellency will be a man in your duty, and you must not think about it. ”

Zhu Chengjun smiled and patted Master Jia's shoulder, but there was a thick warning in his eyes.

Master Jia looked at Zhu Chengjun's back walking in the snow, and couldn't wait to give himself a few slaps. A business wizard who can aspire to a huge fortune in a few days is no match for him, who only eats by his craft.

The street is lined with tiles, and the buildings are closely connected, and there is no gap.

Zhu Chengjun walked in the streets with green tiles and gray walls and Hillhouse cornices, and suddenly a strong smell of fat powder came to his face.

"Ouch......" Zhu Chengjun was very unaccustomed to this smell, and sneezed a few times one after another.

When I saw the gate dressed in red and green, there were several autumn waves thrown frequently, even in this cold day, she was still wrapped in a gorgeous bandeau and a bewitching woman with sheer gauze and heavy makeup, everyone knew what this place was.

Piaoxiang Courtyard, judging by its scale, is definitely one of the top industry leaders in the county.

"Yo! Zhu Gongzi! It's not a day since you've come. When the old bustard came up, he affectionately took Zhu Chengjun's arm and took it in.

When Zhu Chengjun was stunned, his feet were completely disobedient and he was subconsciously coerced to go inside, and when he came back to his senses, he had been taken by the old bustard of Piaoxiangyuan to several young women who were charming and frivolous.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but Zhu Gongzi is so shy......"

"It's just that he had already carried us to the room a long time ago......"

Cluck............

Zhu Chengjun scolded the original guy in his heart, he can leave such a deep impression on the girl and the old mother when he goes to a kiln, how much debauchery has to go. When he saw the bewitching woman with heavy makeup, Zhu Chengjun's stomach almost turned over, and he slandered: You guy...... The taste is so heavy, so how can we get used to eating light things in the future.

"Master Zhu, you weren't like this before." The woman felt that Zhu Chengjun seemed to want to change her taste, so she took the initiative to lean her delicate body over, and she was tired and crooked.

Zhu Chengjun glanced at the pilgrims in the hall, and there was no one worth noting at all.

Since ancient times, the Qinglou Goolan has been a place to hide dirt and dirt, and it is rare to have a good experience. Zhu Chengjun saw that there were no noteworthy people in the pilgrims, so he immediately moved his eyes to the private room on the second floor, the first floor was really not a grade compared to the second floor, and it was unlikely that the news he wanted would be found on the first floor.

The benefits of the officials of the two Song Dynasty are the most generous in all dynasties, and they are not inferior to those few taels of silver, of course, they eat the best, use the best, let alone play.

'The first time' to visit the Qinglou, I really don't know the consumption grade here. When the pilgrim was seen stuffing silver into the girl's open bosom, a small corner of silver could make the girl's heart bloom and sell it very well. With Zhu Chengjun's gaze, you can see the consumption grade of the lobby at just one glance.

"Look at the money and find me a girl." Zhu Chengjun pushed away a woman who was sticking upwards, opened the money bag and poured most of the bag of silver to the old bustard who was still charming.

When she saw the white silver, the woman who had just pestered Zhu Chengjun became more enthusiastic and active, and posted it again and said in a flattering voice: "Zhu Gongzi dislikes the slave family?" There are still a lot of stunts that the slave family hasn't performed for you......" In addition to blinking her eyes, Lilac's little tongue also licked her flaming red lips, which was extremely charming.

"You cheap hoof, forget that you are a few dollars of silver, go aside!" The old bustard immediately pushed his dedicated daughter aside and personally beckoned Zhu Chengjun to the private room on the second floor.

"Han Niang, the adults in the yamen often come?" Zhu Chengjun asked as the old bustard Han Niang crossed his arm.

"Look at what Zhu Gongzi said, the people who often patronize our Piaoxiang Courtyard are nothing more than officials, then rich businessmen, and poor scholars like you." Han Niang said charmingly.

"What's so strange about these regulars, there haven't been any other fresh faces lately?" Zhu Chengjun took out another ingot of silver and jerkily imitated the method of the pilgrim just now, but unexpectedly received a charming white eye from the old bustard.

"Listening to what you say, there are really a few of them, who seem to be from Lin'an Mansion." Hearing the three words Lin'an Mansion, Zhu Chengjun knew that he had come to the right place crookedly.

"That's the nobles in Beijing, and they are also trying to walk the 'road' that the nobles in Beijing have walked to be fresh." Zhu Chengjun squeezed his eyebrows at Han Niang, how good this obscene look.

"Giggle...... No problem. Han Niang covered her lips and smiled. The old-timers of the Fengyue Venue have never seen any battles, and they never expected that there would be people who are so good, and they should have let those girls who were fortunate enough to serve the nobles in Beijing stop for a few days.

The old bustard led Zhu Chengjun to a gorgeous private room, immediately glanced at Zhu Chengjun, and said in a greasy voice: "This Xiang'er girl only entertained a nobleman suspected of being in Beijing yesterday, and it is still fresh. ”

As soon as Fang entered the door, when he saw the beautiful woman in the room who turned around like a frightened rabbit, a trace of regret flashed in Zhu Chengjun's eyes, such a stunning beauty had fallen into the dust and became a jade couch for thousands of pillows.

"The slave family has seen the childe." Xiang'er owes a courtesy, and her behavior is flattering but not demonic.

The treatment of high-end private rooms is not ordinary, not only with beautiful people as companions, but also with a lot of delicious food and wine.

The beauty is in his arms, and the warm and wonderful fragrance touches straight to his brain, Zhu Chengjun is afraid that he will not be able to control the primitive impulse, so he forcibly separates his hands and feet.

The limbs touched, Xiang'er obviously felt Zhu Chengjun's unnaturalness, and said in a greasy voice: "Childe doesn't want to pity Xiang'er?"

Zhu Chengjun paid attention to the window, and saw that no one had that habit, so he was a little relieved, motioned for Xiang'er to sit aside, and said: "I didn't come to have fun this time, I need to ask Miss Xiang'er about one thing." ”

Xiang'er was slightly stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "Does the slave family still have the honor of being able to solve the doubts of the son?" ”

Since ancient times, it has been a last resort, and Zhu Chengjun doesn't believe that people will be so willing to fall.

"Miss Xiang'er has planned for herself." Zhu Chengjun didn't dare to expect to be able to block the mouth of a dusty woman with money, the matter he wanted to investigate was too sensitive and had to be cautious.

Xiang'er's slender hand pouring wine stiffened, and a pair of beautiful eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist.

Zhu Chengjun could see that this woman was full of fear and worry about the fate and future that could be seen at a glance, and she also saw in her eyes the desire for someone to save her from the sea of suffering. As long as there is still a trace of chastity, Zhu Chengjun believes that she has not completely sunk.

"What does Childe want from the slave family?" At this moment, Xiang'er can no longer see the fat powder of the dusty woman, and there is a trace of resistance to the unfair fate.

"If the value of the news given by the girl is enough, I can pay to help the girl get out of the sea of suffering." Zhu Chengjun promised.

The two sitting opposite each other fell silent, and Zhu Chengjun was waiting for Xiang'er to make this decision.

"Qinglou has never lacked news, but I don't know if the news provided by the slave family is in line with the son's wishes......"

Xiang'er paused slightly, Zhu Chengjun knew that he should say something, and casually put the money bag on the table.

"The slave family and other extremely sisters received a few nobles from Lin'an Mansion yesterday, judging by their words and deeds, they should have a bit of identity, and they mentioned the weapon casting in their conversation." Xiang'er paused, glanced at her beautiful eyes and said softly: "I don't know if this news is enough for Childe." ”

Raw materials such as charcoal and iron are indispensable to build weapons, and since the Song Dynasty is determined to fight this battle to defend the capital, it must be the strength of the whole country to reorganize the army. The imperial court feared that private merchants would hoard Juqi when they received the news, and that they would have to pay a higher price to procure emergency supplies.

The Southern Song Dynasty court had long been rotten, and the corrupt officials who were the first to learn of this news had already begun to plan and seize the country's difficult wealth. This is a war that has to be fought, and in order to obtain enough military supplies in a short period of time, the existing control of the Southern Song Dynasty court can only be slaughtered.

"Enough! As long as Miss Xiang'er tells the truth what she knows, she will never break her word after the matter is completed. Zhu Chengjun said.

"There is no evidence, the slave family is afraid of being deceived." Xiang'er said pitifully.

Zhu Chengjun smiled, although it is such a rule to buy news, her own personality and credit do not allow her to question it.

"It won't be long before this news becomes widely known, and Miss Xiang'er thinks that by then, it will still be valuable?" Now that it has been confirmed that there is indeed a group of people who are making a fortune in the country, it is no longer important to know the exact time when they created the secret leak.

Xiang'er bit her red lips tightly, decided to gamble, looked at Zhu Chengjun with a pair of mournful eyes, and responded with a crying voice: "I promise you, I just ask the son to remember that there is such a hard-working person in the slave family waiting for you afterwards." ”

"Never be compromised." Zhu Chengjun promised.