Chapter 258: Heavenly Fragrance Inn
Cocoa fetched pen and paper.
Song Che made a note on the spot:
"On November 18 of that year, Chen Rencai contracted the Mazhida Road for one day, and the right to use this road on this day belonged to Chen Rencai......"
Basically, the right to use the road was bought out.
Song Che signed the name "Chen Rencai", pressed the handprint, pressed the silver on the deed in duplicate, and handed it to Ma Zhida.
Ma Zhida only stared at the silver in his eyes, and without thinking too much, he pressed down his handprint.
"Alright, from this time to this time, to this time tomorrow, this road will be yours to collect money."
Ma Zhida held the silver and laughed with a few villagers, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into Song Che's text trap.
"I'm afraid this man is a fool from a foreign country, and this road can't walk more than five hundred people a day, so he actually gives twenty taels ......."
"Let's go to Tianxiang Inn for a drink!"
Ma Zhida and Zhuang Ke had to leave with the cash box.
Jiang Yuntian turned sideways and stopped them.
"How! Do you still want to regret it? Ma Zhida said.
"No, no, no, with the deed in hand, how can you regret it?" Song Che smiled and spread his palms at Ma Zhida: "I'm here to collect money from you?" β
Ma Zhida looked dazed: "What kind of money do you collect?" β
Song Che pointed to the bluestone road under his feet, "Toll." β
"You're not crazy! This is my way homeβ"
"But it was contracted to me, white and black, the payment was drawn, and it was clearly written, from this time today, to this time tomorrow, the right to use this road lies with me," Song Cheyang said loudly in the deed in his hand:
"Now, those who want to pass must pay a head fee of five taels of silver per person! The four of you, since you have already set foot on this road, you must give money, twenty taels, and not one child will be missing! β
Ma Zhida suddenly came to his senses and was furious, "You're scheming on me!" β
Roll up your sleeves and do it.
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! β
Jiang Yuntian's palms fell, and four big-eared scrapers slammed Zhuang Ke to the ground, and scolded: "Dare to repay the debts in Lao Tzu's territory, do you think you are tired of being crooked!" β
Ma Zhida and Zhuang Ke covered their faces, each of them had two broken teeth, their mouths were full of blood, and they fluttered several times before they helped them get up.
He glared at Song Che and Jiang Yuntian angrily: "You are so bold! Dare...... Dare to slander my Majiazhuang in Taizhou! β
"Under the whole world!"
Song Che said: "It's not the king's land! On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister! Every inch of the mountains and rivers of the beam lies in the Son of Heaven! Even the Son of Heaven doesn't dare to blatantly block the road and charge, how can you be qualified for a small Majiazhuang? Could it be that your surname Ma is bigger than your surname Zhao? β
"Choke!"
Jiang Yuntian pulled out his sword and stared at Majiazhuang: "If you don't pay the toll today, I will chop you up and pull you out to feed the dogs. β
Ma Zhida was so frightened that he hurriedly put twenty taels of silver into the cash box, and ran away with the banker, and only when he ran out of half a mile did he dare to shout loudly:
"You wait for me! It's not over with you! β
Song Che made an international gesture at the top of his lungs.
Jiang Yuntian turned around a few times, cut the barricades to pieces, and shouted at the onlookers: "Fellow villagers, the five taels of silver toll is collected from those Ma family bullies, and we ordinary people don't take a penny when they pass by!" There are people who invest money in this money box, and one person takes ten cents for himself, but he can't take too much. β
"Good guys, good guys......"
The people lined up in an orderly manner, and they only took their own money, and none of them competed for more than one - in fact, everyone was a good person, a gentle and simple person.
"Old man, you have inconvenient legs, take our carriage into the city."
Song Che helped Coco to help the lame old man into the carriage and drove towards Taizhou City together surrounded by the people.
"Oh, I am fortunate to have the help of several officials today, and I am very grateful...... All my life, I've worked with plows and hoes, and I've never been in a carriage. β
The joy of the old man was heard by Song Che as sad, the world is hot and cold, and the people who suffer come and go, and the people who suffer are the common people.
"Hey, old man, is this Yamen in Taizhou City a business? Why is there no one to clear the snow on the official road on the side? Song Che asked suddenly.
The old man sighed: "It's not that you don't sweep, it's that it's useless to sweep." Everyone said that it was the Ma family who pushed the snow onto the official road in order to collect tolls privately;
This bluestone road is not funded by the Ma family, for the convenience of the ten miles and eight townships, each has donated money, but the Ma family donated a lot, so they took it for themselves. β
Even dare to occupy the road, let alone cover the sky with one hand, give him a country name, and maybe he can call himself an emperor.
Entered the city of Taizhou.
When Song Che put down the old man, he gave him some silver taels, which was counted as accumulating virtue for doing good.
After a long day's journey, the three of them were already hungry, so they planned to fill their stomachs first.
After a brief turn in the city, I happened to pass by a "Ma's Salt Store", with a large faΓ§ade that only sells salt.
There was an endless stream of people entering and leaving the salt store, all holding a salt shaker the size of a palm, careful for fear of breaking it.
Song Che took the opportunity to take a look at the price of the listed salt, a full five hundred wen a catty!
Although there are still Japanese robbers in Taizhou, the neighboring Chuzhou has subsided, and the output and transportation capacity should have been restored long ago. The general price of the government's salt quotation is 120 Wen, even if you resell it for two hands, 300 Wen is already a sky-high price, isn't this 500 Wen a pound sucking people's blood?
The people of Taizhou, their faces are dull, and if they don't rectify, they will be terminally ill!
"Brother Song, there is a Tianxiang Inn here, look, the diners coming in and out are almost crowded, is the wine here delicious, or the food delicious?" Jiang Yuntian pointed to an inn on the side of the road.
Diagonal of Ma's salt line, more than ten zhang away, there is a Tianxiang Inn.
Heavenly fragrance and heavenly fragrance, national color and heavenly fragrance.
Song Che smiled: "Maybe the proprietress inside is beautiful." β
"That relationship is good, if the person's appearance is not bad, the wine and meat must not be bad."
Enter the inn.
I don't know it, but it's amazing.
Although I haven't seen the proprietress who may be stunning, the young guys are also so beautiful, and the female Jiao'e is pretending to be a shop girl, with white skin and beautiful appearance, and has a unique flavor.
Nine times out of ten, the diners were full of friends, touching their hands and rubbing the oil while the young men were serving. The young man is not disgusted, all of them are like silk, and they talk and laugh with the guests.
Using the Qinglou to open an inn is also business-minded.
"Guest, what do you want to eat?"
As soon as the three of them sat down, the young man twisted his waist and came to greet him.
"Abalone, oysters, scallops, clams, any fresh?" Jiang Yuntian asked with a smile.
The young man smiled and asked, "How fresh do you want to be, guest officer?" β
"This new is not new, you have to open it and look at it to find out." Jiang Yuntian smiled so hard that he didn't mention how obscene he was.
At this time, Coco said innocently: "No, no, abalone oysters and this kind of thing must be closed to be fresh, and they will not be fresh when they are broken." β
"Looks like the little girl hasn't broken it yetβ"
"Ahem!"
Song Che coughed dryly twice, glanced at Jiang Yuntian, stopped this bad topic, and said to the young man:
"Roast a few oysters, a few side dishes, and add three bowls of rice."