"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the martial arts training ground, two figures rose and fell, extremely fast.
Di Jin took Di Xiangling's mace forcefully, his arms were sore and numb. Just as he was about to avoid its sharp edge, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. A heavy copper mace, like an embroidery needle, cut into his defense as lightly as nothing, and finally broke through. On the shoulder.
Obviously, if this blow hits the chest, it will collapse and kill him with one blow.
Di Jin lowered his weapon, and after a moment's thought, he realized where he had made a mistake: "I was timid. I knew that Kang Long Mace was most afraid of retreating when his old strength fell back, so I subconsciously turned to the defensive..."
Di Xiangling nodded: "That's it. There is no absolute attack or defense in Kanglong Mace. Everything is between the ups and downs of strength, looking for unique energy. When to grasp this key point, and when to do it?" This is a real introduction, otherwise there is no need to force it, just use the fifty-sixth method of the Qin family."
"'Shangjiu, the dragon has regrets', the person who created this set of tricks is definitely a man of both civil and military skills, integrating classics into martial arts!"
Di Jin silently sighed that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, so he did not lose heart. He put the mace back on the weapon rack and said, "That's it for today. I'm going to the market in the afternoon to hire a bookboy."
There are no servants in Di Jin's house.
On the one hand, it is economic constraints. After all, the siblings have exchanged their money for books, meat and weapons. On the other hand, they are not used to the kind of hired servants.
But now that you are in college, if you don’t even have a scholar and take care of everything yourself, not only will your classmates look down upon you, but it will also be a serious waste of time.
After all, there were no efficient communication tools in ancient times. The meaning of a bookboy's existence was often to do chores and save energy for his master. The master paid him a salary, which was equivalent to being an assistant in later generations, but it was not considered a slave.
"Hire a book boy and observe him for half a year. If he is a good person, he will be brought along during the imperial examination..."
Di Jin had a plan and asked by the way: "Sister, is there a proper place for the money?"
When this topic was brought up, Di Xiangling became a little troubled: "There is too much money, which is quite troublesome!"
This is really a happy trouble.
Three thousand taels of silver is definitely a huge amount for the people. In terms of silver taels, one tael of silver is about the same as a tael of silver, which is three thousand taels of silver. If it is transported in an official deposit box, it will have three large boxes; if it is Copper coins, 770 coins strung together, equal to 2.31 million coins, and it took more than a dozen carriages to transport them.
The Song Dynasty was not a silver standard. Silver taels and silver collars were equivalent to gold bars and precious metals in later generations, and copper coins were equivalent to RMB.
For daily living expenses, it is impossible to go out and buy things with gold bars. The shops will not recognize them, so you still have to use copper coins.
The 2.31 million copper coins were delivered to the home via carriage. If one revealed one's wealth, thieves would definitely take notice of her. Even if Di Shiniang was more prestigious, some people would not be able to stop taking risks.
The two siblings are just keeping their money at home and doing nothing else?
In desperation, Di Xiangling only withdrew one hundred guan from the Lei Family Chamber of Commerce for the time being, 50 guan of which was used for admission to Jinyang Academy, and the remaining 50 guan was used for recent daily expenses.
"The money cannot be taken away at once, and we will be involved with the Lei family. This is what Lei Hu wants to see..." Di Jin was not surprised and was prepared: "The situation of those big families has been found out. What?"
Di Xiangling snorted: "Take the Wang family as an example. Lei Huhu is the head of the Bingzhou cloth guild. The head of the Wang family wanted to become the head of the Yangqu cloth guild, but it was with the support of Lei Huhu's business rival... But when his grandson was lost, In order to keep the third-generation sole seedling, the Wang family had to pay the ransom, and now they are still holding on, but in fact they have lost the chance!"
"It's really a high-end business war!"
Di Jin blinked: "When did Lei Huhu become the leader of the five guilds? Was it in the past two years?"
"No!" Di Xiangling shook his head, "Four or five years ago, Lei Huhu was the leader of five guilds. No outsider dared to mess with the guild he took over. If he wanted, he could be the leader of more than a dozen guilds. Yes, but I don’t want to, so I take charge of the most important things in the five families..."
"That's strange..."
Di Jin frowned slightly.
For businessmen like Lei Hu, the first pot of gold is not clean, but after gaining a certain status, they basically act under business rules. Unless they are forced to do so, they will stage a series of simple and unpretentious business war operations.
But in the past few years, Leihuhu has become famous. Is it necessary to use kidnapping to deal with a group of local big businessmen who are far inferior to themselves?
"From the current contact, it seems that this person is both soft and hard, and has good means. He is not the kind of character who is blindly domineering. Doesn't he know that once this kind of thing is exposed, his huge family business will be devastated? Why take such a risk? Or should we say that we have something to rely on and have nothing to fear..."
Di Jin thought of this and asked, "What is Lei Hu's background in the officialdom?"
Di Xiangling made a helpless expression: "I don't know. Temple matters are beyond my control..."
"That's fine!"
Di Jin said: "Now that we have saved his daughter, at least in the eyes of the outside world, Leihuhu is not willing to bear the reputation of being ungrateful, so just be more prepared..."
"Yeah! Don't think about that, let's eat. There's beef today!"
Di Xiangling nodded repeatedly, thinking about adding meat to his lunch, his brows filled with happiness again.
"Let's eat!"
After a delicious lunch, Di Xiangling disappeared, and Di Jin took the thick money bag and headed towards the labor market in the city.
In the Song Dynasty, there were many places to find manpower. Similar services were provided in places where Ya people gathered, in bridges, streets and alleys, and in Luo Zhai where Taoist monks lived.
The place Di Jin chose was called a tea shop.
In the warm sunshine of winter, people are sitting in twos and threes at the table, holding a pot of tea. However, they are not enjoying themselves for half a day, but are keenly observing the people approaching and searching for potential customers among them.
As soon as Di Jin appeared, several people looked at him, and soon two men who looked like idle men came up to him and said with a smile: "Does the scholar want servants?"
Di Jin shook his head slightly, entered the tea shop, and said to the waiter: "Place a pot of tea and ask the market leader to come over."
The tea shop waiter took stock of this person's demeanor and immediately said: "Please wait a moment."
The market leader is the manager of a tea shop. The price of the servants introduced by him will be much higher, but their origins are basically innocent and they have a certain credibility.
Di Jin hired a book boy to save trouble, but not to cause trouble in return. He would rather spend more money.
Not long after, an elderly man came to the front. His face was deeply wrinkled, but his eyes were lively. He introduced himself: "Ma San has seen a guest. I am in charge of this tea shop. What does the guest need?" "
Di Jin's words were concise and concise: "I want to hire a book boy with a clean financial background, nimble hands and feet, and can read a hundred words. The contract will be fixed for half a year and can be renewed after half a year."
Ma San reminded: "Half a year is short, the customer must pay enough in terms of hiring money."
Since the relationship between master and servant has become employment, the servant can also choose to refuse. Di Jin naturally knows this, so he directly said: "The hiring fee is 30% more than the market price."
Ma San nodded, that's no problem, and made an invitation gesture: "Guest, please come with me..."
The owner who comes to hire must also record the name and address. The servants are also afraid of being abducted by thieves. The tea shop, as an intermediary, must be responsible for both parties.
Di Jin followed him into the backyard of the tea shop and wrote down his information on the open book. Ma San didn't care at first, but when he saw the name and address, his expression suddenly changed: "But Mr. Di Liulang is in person? "
Di Jin looked at him: "Do you recognize me?"
Ma San said in a sincere tone: "In the past, I only knew that Di Shiniang had a younger brother, but after this incident about the Lei family's wife, Di Liulang's name has also spread. Di Liulang takes care of the business, which is a blessing for me. I hope there will be more contacts!"
Di Jin clasped his fists: "It's easy to talk! It's easy to talk!"
The Jianghu people are indeed well-informed, or in other words, they are the ones who eat this bowl of food. They rely on the reputation and credibility spread by word of mouth as the capital to settle down, so they must be well-informed.
As Thunder Tiger caused a stir in the city, I think this group of people were also nervous. After solving the case, they certainly had their own names in the Jianghu circles in Bingzhou.
Temples and rivers and lakes have a little reputation.
This feeling is not bad~
