Lin San originally thought that Qin Zhen would be Chen Shu's younger brother or nephew, but he never thought that Chen Shu would call Qin Zhen his brother.

often runs on the road, Lin San is also well-informed, so he naturally knows the weight of the word "brother" in the mouth of a soldier.

Only after the friendship of life, will I say a brother in my heart.

He immediately accepted his contempt and stretched out his hands to meet him.

"Fortunately, little brother Qin, I'm Lin San, just call me Lao Lin."

At the same time that Lin San was observing Qin Zhen, Qin Zhen was also observing Lin San.

This person's hands are a little rough, and one of them still has calluses on the mouth of a tiger, which is obviously the hand that holds the knife all year round.

"Don't look at my brother's young age, he shot a bear a few days ago!" Chen Shu boasted.

Bear?

Lin San's eyes rolled: "On the way here, I heard that there was a young man who killed a bear in a nearby village, but I didn't expect it to be Little Brother Qin!" Disrespectful, disrespectful! He praised: "I can't imagine that Little Brother Qin is so bold at such a young age, which is impressive!" In time, it will surely rise in the wind! ”

"Where, where! Uncle Lin said with a smile, who doesn't know that Uncle Lin has great powers, compared with you, I'm just a little trouble! In the future, I will rely on you to support me! "Qin Xiao's smile is called a brilliant one.

Chen Shu was stunned.

"When did you kid learn this set of vain things?"

Qin Zhen Zhengse said: "I feel it, I can't help it!" ”

Lin San also echoed: "That's it!" ”

"Rakhi down!" Chen Shu was too lazy to talk nonsense with the two, so he directly pointed to the skins stacked not far away, and said to Lin San: "The skins are all there, you go and order them and give a happy price, do you know?" ”

"Aren't you worried about me?" Lin San arched his hand and took people to count the skins.

"Where did this Lin San come from?" Qin Zhen asked in a low voice.

In the short time they got along just now, Qin Zhen could already clearly feel that Lin San was sleek.

is different from Liu Quan's timid and fearful tactfulness, Lin San's tactfulness is more like a ...... Politeness out of habit?

"A well-known broker in Jiangnan Province specializes in collecting skins for large families." Chen Shu explained: "This Lin San stresses credit, does not pit lonely old people, and does not reduce prices, and has a good reputation in this area." ”

Broker?

Qin Zhen's heart moved.

This thing is actually a little sensitive.

You must know that animal leather can not only be used for medicine, food, and wear, but some high-quality leather can even be made into leather armor and used as an army.

To put it bluntly, the broker is a middleman, buying for others, the buyer gives requirements, and then they find a suitable seller according to the buyer's requirements, and what they earn is the price difference.

In fact, local governments have a lot of control over the private transactions of leather, but then again, who is not a ruthless person who can do this business?

"How did you meet?" Qin Zhen asked again.

"I played cards together before, and the dealer made a thousand dollars, so I followed him to burn the gambling bank." When he said this, Chen Shu looked indifferent.

"You're so poor that you still have the money to gamble?" Qin Zhen was shocked.

"Don't look at me like this, I think that the original master also ate imperial food and received military salaries! What is gambling money? I've played even more exciting! A touch of pride flashed across Chen Shu's face.

At this time, Lin San had already counted the skins.

"Lao Chen, your skin is good, the few ones are complete, almost all of them are killed with one arrow." Lin Sanfang was suspicious: "When did your kid become so accurate in archery?" ”

"Without him, study hard and practice hard." Chen Shu said in a deep voice.

Qin Zhen still understands the truth that people are difficult to dismantle, so he quietly looked at Chen Shu pretending to compare.

"Then these skins can be sold for some money, right?" The old village chief asked tentatively.

"Of course." Lin San smiled and waved his finger to the old village chief and said: "Usually rabbit skins are collected by the catty, a few pennies per catty, the quality of these skins in your village is very good, so you don't collect them by the catty, take them by the zhang, they are all acquaintances, how can you not let you suffer, a piece of sanwen, do you think this price is acceptable?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The old village chief nodded like pounding garlic.

In all fairness, the price is really fair.

During the winter last year, there were also brokers in other places who collected skins in small fishing villages, and his mother's pound of skins was only a penny! Black as! At that time, the old village chief was angry!

Sell it, eat blood.

If you don't sell it, it's rotten again.

Compared with those brokers, Lin San in front of him is really a good person!

Qin Zhen said tentatively: "Do you have anything else to collect besides the skin?" ”

Lin Sanyi was stunned and weighed it: "Herbs and mountain goods and the like are also accepted." ”

The ravine is bitter, and the only thing that can be harvested is these things.

"Do you collect the fabric?" Qin Zhen asked.

The textile machines in the village are working every day, and the cloth produced has been piled up in the house, and Qin Zhen is thinking of finding a way to sell the cloth in his hand.

Originally, he planned to take Brother Scar's line, and he led someone to carry the fabric together.

But after all, I have to guard against the tiger.

If you go out and don't know the way, if you are deceived by Brother Scar into a ravine and lose your waist, who will you talk to?

Lin San's hands and eyes are all over the sky, if he can follow his path, he will definitely be much more stable than walking to Brother Scar.

"Fabric?" Lin Sanyi listened to it.

In his opinion, only the big families in the county can afford to buy spinning wheels and make fabrics.

The small fishing village is poor and only has land left, how can it make fabric?

"It can be collected, but it also depends on the quality."

Lin San said with a smile: "I see that Little Brother Qin is also a bright person, so I will open up to you, you also know that there are not many things that we can bring on a trip to the aisle, and there are many difficulties and dangers on the road, if you can't make money, who will come out to sell your life?" ”

This is true.

As a broker, you must earn more and collect something.

"Lao Lin, you don't know this, my brother made a kind of weaving machine, and the fabric made is more delicate than the small clothes worn by Sister Hua'er in the kiln, and it must be valuable!" Chen Shu boasted.

"Oh?"

Lin San naturally didn't believe this.

If you want to make good fabrics, you need textile technology, raw materials, and professional spinners, all of which are interlocking.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that the small fishing village was a place where he could make good fabrics.

But out of habit, he still smiled and said, "Then I can see and understand." ”

Chen Shu looked at Qin Zhen, and the latter muttered, "Then Uncle Lin wait a while, and I'll let someone bring the fabric." ”

Out of caution, Qin Zhen did not expose the matter of the textile machine to Lin San.

In these years, a few rotten fish can kill people, let alone a cash cow like a textile machine?

Be cautious, it's always true.

Soon, Qin Zhen ran over with the fabric.

Looking at the exquisite fabric in Qin Zhen's hand, Lin San, who had not taken it seriously, suddenly changed his eyes.