C18
It was obvious that the felt hat's surname was Sun. Afraid that Zhu Hongzhao would go back on his word, Sun Hee dashed out like a meteor. Zhu Hongzhao just shrugged his shoulders. It's just a felt hat, it's sold everywhere in Border Town.
Seeing him shrug his shoulders generously, Chen Xuanguang, the one-eyed old man, laughed and said: "Young Noble is kind, don't be bullied by Sun Bastard. "This kid was originally a military officer of the Guanhai Guards of the Ningbo Prefecture in Zhejiang Province. He has a good body of water, how could he be afraid of this little bit of rain?"
"No worries, I'll just treat it as giving it to him in advance." Once we reach Xinping Fort, my father will prepare a set of clothing for all of us. At that time, everyone will have a brand-new hat for each of us.
A few servant s looked at each other and laughed. This Sun Hee had gotten the upper hand, and now it was time for him to get what he deserved.
Even the lips of Hee Chong, who was pretending to be asleep, curled up slightly. He narrowed his eyes and sized up the handsome young man with a pale face, who was curled up in a corner wrapped in a blanket.
The Zhu Family father and son did treat him well, but Xinping Fort was not that easy to deal with.
Let alone the Xinping Fort that was at the first line of escape. When Xinping Fort was established, it was already the military's territory, but as the military escaped, they no longer had many soldiers in their hands.
Xinping Fort and strategy were very important, but they were still flourishing even after the military had fled. Because of the Mashi, there were a large number of bustling citizens in the Xinping Fort business. If the terrain wasn't too far away, it might be the second place the Shanxi merchants had to go to to kill a tiger.
Since this place was so important, they couldn't just leave without the military, so Commander was overseeing the Xinping Fort on the right side. He held three thousand recruited border guards in his hands, which was enough to suppress Xinping Fort. Under this kind of premise, the managers of the Xinping Fort, which were well named, namely the Xinping Fort, also no longer had any meaning for their existence.
However, Emperor Wanli, after a long while without asking about the government, decided to send Zhu Yisu, the representative of the sect, to the Xinping Fort Palace to take charge of a thousand households. That was a problem. Old man Liu couldn't just watch the Wu father and son hang there. It had nothing to do with their friendship, but rather the accomplishments of his son, Liu Shiqing.
Therefore, Hee Chong's biggest mission was to help the Zhu Family father and son to gain a foothold. They didn't need the Zhu Family father and son to have much control, they only hoped that they wouldn't die because of the general.
Seeing that the handsome youth was safe and sound, Guo Pingcheng, who was a middle-aged man, heaved a huge sigh of relief, and then felt as if his head was about to explode.
Because of some unspeakable reasons, this handsome youth's condition worsened after the rain and he could only rest, not to mention accompanying the caravan to the north where they killed the tigers and left for the bitter and cold lands.
After dawn, Guo Pingcheng decided to visit Zhu Yisu with a gift.
Zhu Yisu and the rest were quite unlucky. Last night, the post office official was struck into a pile of charcoal by the lightning. As the only official on the scene, they needed to wait for Zhixian, Shanyin County, to make an investigation.
Therefore, Guo Pingcheng intended to ask Zhu Yisu to take care of this handsome dumb teenager named Guo Qingyan, even bringing the money to save his life. 1 had a total of 200 taels of gold.
This was a huge gift. Zhu Yisu's entire fortune was only around 5 taels. In response to Zhu Yisu's request, Guo Pingcheng also left his nephew, Guo Liang, to take care of the handsome mute youth, Guo Qingyan.
Guo Pingcheng and Zhu Yisu talked to each other as the main issue was solved. Although Guo Pingcheng was in the business world, he was also an Elementary Scholar. Scholars talk badly when they talk about business, and Zhu Yisu's theory is to follow the caravan to grow their knowledge.
How could they hide this from Zhu Yisu? Everyone was well aware of it. The two of them had an Elementary Scholar status, so they were able to have an equal conversation.
Hearing that Zhu Yisu was a member of the clan and had been bestowed the title of Xinping Fort Master by His Majesty, Guo Pingcheng's mind immediately became more active. As he walked, he said, "Last night, tea leaves were soaked in the rain, and nearly half of it was lost. Sir Zhu oversees Xinping Fort and Mashi, I, Guo Yuan, truly admire you. "The rest of the half cart of tea will be given to the bodyguards under Lord Zhu. Please do not refuse."
It was only half a cart of tea, so it didn't count as a valuable gift. Zhu Yisu accepted it without a doubt and sent Guo Pingcheng off himself, saying: "If Brother Guo is going back north, then we might as well go through Xinping Fort."
"Then Lord Zhu needs to prepare some refreshments, I think I'll be visiting in early September."
After sending off the Guo Family Caravan, Guo Pingcheng's nephew Guo Liang and four Guo Family servant s drove an oxcart over to the relay station.
After Zhu Yisu settled the group of people, Hee Chong rushed to the door.
At this moment, Zhu Hongzhao had wandered around the village and saw a pitiful young girl selling her body and mother. He really liked this kind of atmosphere. Since he was short of money, he had to ask for ten taels of silver from Zhu Hongzhao. How could Zhao Qi agree to that? He then brought Zhu Hongzhao to ask Zhu Yisu for approval.
23 taels of silver from Zhao Qi could be given to Zhu Hongzhao, but 10 taels of silver would be a little tricky to deal with.
Coincidentally, four people had gathered at one spot. Hee Chong was anxious and said: "Master Zhu, do you know what's inside the car that Guo Family has given to Master?"
"Oh? "Isn't it just half a car full of brick tea?"
"My lord is wise and wise, indeed, it is not brick tea, but salt, the finest snow salt. A car full of four salt, pure snow salt. " As Hee Chong spoke the truth, Zhu Yisu's body trembled and his face stiffened.
Trembling, Zhu Yisu asked anxiously: "Are there any salt marketing license?"
"Yes, they are all rich and powerful signed salt marketing license s."
Hearing that there was a salt marketing license, it meant that the four hundred kilograms of snow salt had at least an official identity, and was worth investigating, not private salt. However, Zhu Yisu's face turned pale when he heard that the source of the snow salt was the Fuyi Factory.
The snow salt produced by this Brother Fuyi Factory was specially made by the royal family. It was specially made for people of the third stage or higher of the civil and military kinsman of the emperor with immortal feats in the Manchu Dynasty. If it had been snow salt elsewhere, it would have been nothing, but this was actually tribute salt!
The father and son duo's identities were sensitive, if they were not involved in the sale of salt, no matter how magnanimous the emperor was, he would still kill them both!
How could there be a salt marketing license? This meant that there was a problem with the salt marketing license!
"Lord Zhu, don't be surprised. This matter is only known by me." This eight hundred Jin of snow salt could be sold for three thousand taels of silver in the Fringe Market, and five thousand taels could be obtained by selling it out to the Northern nobles. If Master trusts this subordinate, please divide this subordinate into six hundred kilograms. This subordinate will then lead the way and settle some Xinping Fort matters. "
"Not to mention six hundred jin, this eight hundred jin tribute …" I will tell you everything. This is a huge disaster. This old man would rather throw the snow salt into the river than to eat it. "
"My lord, please be at ease, 4 snow salt is not a big deal, and there are salt marketing license s from Fuyi Factory. To pierce the heavens, he was also the overseer of the salt fields, so what did he have to do with the adults? If all goes well, this lowly official can guarantee that Master will be promoted to a garrison. "
How could Zhu Yisu be at ease? Seeing that Hee Chong wanted to use this snow salt as an example, he couldn't help but agree. He was worried that if he displeased Hee Chong now, the latter's head would fall to the ground within a few days after he played the secret manual.
Hee Chong and Zhao Qi hurriedly left. Hee Chong was afraid that the other secret service of the Ming Dynasty would discover the snow and salt, so before the ox-cart stopped, Hee Chong boarded it and drove it back with two servant s. They rushed towards Daizhou.
Zhu Hongzhao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. There were a total of ten and 56 ox-carts in the Guo Family Merchant Group. If each cart was filled with this kind of snow salt, then they could sell it to the leaders of the Northern Lu Tribe for 780 thousand silver. Then, he would use the silver to buy horses, cows, lambs, and other items to return. Perhaps, he could use salt to exchange for furs and other items to earn another batch of money. With such a cycle, it could be imagined how rich this Guo Family was!
No wonder every oxcart in the caravan was accompanied by two to three strong men and over ten riders. There were a total of 45 strong men escorting them. These people were a little too few. If it was him, he would at least need over a hundred people.
Only Zhu Yisu and his son were left in the empty house. Zhu Yisu sipped his tea to calm his nerves, but seeing that his son could not understand, he did not realize the terror of the salt and salt, so he patiently explained it to his son.
This salt is a necessary part of folk life. A kilogram of crude salt can sell for 1 silver coin to 3 silver coins, and better quality snow salt can sell for 5 silver coins. The base of the population is there, and the amount of salt consumed every year is very small.
However, the imperial government collected more and more salt tax less and less, the reason being the rampant use of private salt. Because the salt was neither official nor personal, there was no difference in making materials. The only difference was whether there were salt marketing license s or not. With salt marketing license, it was like official salt, taxing the country. Without salt marketing license, that was private salt.
The reason why he valued the salt tax so much was because the profits were too high. Even 3% wasn't enough to describe the huge profits of the salt industry. Even rarer is that salt is an essential part of life and never worries about sales.
The people's needs were there, and the official salt would not lower the price there, which gave birth to the private salt industry. As for the salt seller Yan Xiao, because he didn't need to pay taxes, he sold less than the official salt, but his profits were even higher than the official salt.
This led to a growing private salt industry and the fact that official salt could not be sold. State salt can't be sold, and State 9 can't be taxed on salt.
Then, he started to talk about salt. This was simple, what the Emperor used could be used by others as well, and it was worthy of being used by others? Using it would be a violation of the rules. The result of this was simple and crude: Beheading.
Wu realized that the snow salt came from Zigong, Sichuan province. The Zigong was a well of salt that flowed continuously, and the salt well that paid tribute to the royal family was called the Fuyi Salt Factory, which was under the supervision of the eunuchs. This was a big loss of money, only second to Department of Rite and Punishment's eunuchs, palm-print eunuchs, Espionage Agency's, and Nanjing's Garrison Eunuch's big lack of money.
After saying that, Zhu Yisu was relieved, seeing his son disapproving, he said anxiously: "Don't tell me my son didn't see the danger involved? "This Guo Pingcheng really doesn't care about being a son of a bitch, his intentions are sinister and evil."
"Father, the snow salt in Fuyi Factory is a tribute salt, having salt marketing license is already against the rules. But can 1 road through Sichuan, Shaanxi to our Shanxi, how many checkpoint post to go through? All of them turned a blind eye to it. Clearly, this was something that everyone knew. So Erlang thinks this is just a small matter. Father shouldn't worry about this problem. "
"A small matter?" Zhu Yisu gritted his teeth and asked himself. He then smiled bitterly as he did not see as clearly as his son did. He asked, "Then what do you think is the important thing? What should I worry about? "
"Hee Chong, say three words, bully your father and take away this 800 jin of snow salt." So this is a big deal. Father should be worried about this. "
This is 5,000 silver, it's worth of money. Wait till our 9000 year old classmate arrives, maybe we can spend some money to buy a Datong Town for him. When Emperor Chong Zhen ascended the stage, this Datong Town would be the life saving treasure of the father and son pair.
Zhu Hongzhao did not understand much about the history of this period of time. At the end of Wan Li, the entire nation's General Officer was also in his early 92nd year, but in the end, Salten was defeated, and before Sun Chengzong took charge of the eastern and southern parts of Liaoning province in the apocalypse period, most of the Ming Dynasty broke in a short period of time.
When he finally found out that his son's weakness was his greed for money, Zhu Yisu only smiled and said with a relaxed expression, "This is a hot potato, handing it over to Hee Chong is good as well. It was given to him by Guo Pingcheng. His father didn't help, so losing it didn't count as a loss. What brings my son and Zhao Qi here for? "
"It's like this. Last night, another family was struck to death by lightning. "There is a girl left in the house. When I saw her selling herself to her mother when I was shopping, I felt pitiful and wanted to pay Manager Zhao 10 taels of silver."
