“Are there more good people or more fools in the world?”
Seeing Sang Hongyang pay the money and drive away in the carriage, Xu Yuan still couldn't believe it.
He just felt that making money was too simple, so simple that he couldn't complain.
He farmed for several months before harvesting a batch of millet, which cost eight dan, and he had to pay another two dan for land rent, grain borrowing and other expenses.
In other words, Xu Yuan finally got six stones of millet after working for several months, which can be converted into sixty and a half taels.
But they earned sixty-five and a half taels on the first day they opened their shop.
And this only kept them busy for an hour.
He just felt that on the first day of opening, he met a good person, or it could be said that he met a big fool.
As long as the other party runs one more mile, Sang Hongyang won't have to spend the extra sixty-five and a half taels.
"He is extremely good at mental arithmetic. How can such a person be a fool?" Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said: "You see us reselling it, but he is probably reselling it as well, and the money he makes may be much more than us!"
"He also resells it?" Xu Yuan opened his mouth and said, "Who can buy higher-priced grain?"
"He speaks in a very organized manner, and he doesn't like to reveal his identity. It seems that he has taken the official route." Zhang Xuezhou thought: "You must understand that the living standards near the West Market and the Imperial City are completely different, and the purchase prices of many things are also different accordingly. different."
"I know this. We had a big meal in the Imperial City, and that meal cost more than one hundred and a half taels. But since we got here, even if we ate and drank, it didn't cost more than twenty and a half taels." Two cents!”
Rong Tianding answered quickly.
Xu Yuan had never entered Chang'an City to see the world, but Rong Tianding followed Zhang Xuezhou for a run.
"Cousin, should we do this ourselves?" Rong Tianding asked eagerly.
"Snakes have their own ways, rats have their own ways. He can go that way, but we can't." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said: "There is no need to be greedy in this kind of thing. It is safer to collect food in bulk!"
Big grain merchants all have backgrounds, and there are problems such as sales and purchase restrictions. Bulk grains that are not popular are a way for some people to make profits.
Zhang Xuezhou and others usually pay little attention to this kind of business with a price difference of one and a half taels and two and a half taels, but when this kind of business is started, it is completely a waste of money.
At least Xu Yuan has no intention of farming at the moment.
The place is not big, but storing three to four hundred shi of millet is not a problem.
With the newly acquired money and the working capital provided by Zhang Xuezhou, Xu Yuan's eyes lit up and he felt that it was business to quickly buy enough millet and pile it up in the store.
Money is not everything, but nothing is impossible without money.
Good health is the foundation of spiritual practice. Few weak and sick people become great practitioners, and few lame and cripples are very good.
If they could eat meat, no one would want to chew dry millet rice.
Xu Yuan had only heard people say that Chang'an City's consumption was extremely high. One night's stay in a hotel was enough for many people to eat millet cakes for a month. Xu Yuan never imagined that there were so many business opportunities in Chang'an City.
For them now, this is making money.
As long as you buy the bulk grain sold by farmers at a low price, and then wait for Sang Hongyang to haul it with the carriage, it will be living money.
It was impossible for Sang Hongyang to cheat them on this kind of thing. Even if Sang Hongyang stopped buying them one day, it would not be difficult for them to get rid of the millet at a fair price.
And this can quickly screen out a large number of high-quality millet seeds.
Xu Yuan's head was a little congested, and he felt that all his energy was exhausted, and he kept urging Rong Tianding to find the farmer selling millet.
The two discussed happily for a while, then took the money and bags and left the restaurant.
"If I were just an ordinary person, I could support my family!"
Zhang Xuezhou said he was not strong, but he was not weak either. He was considered a middle-level monk.
It is not difficult for a person like him to make ends meet, and everything he goes through is normal. Earning dozens or even hundreds and a half taels a day is considered an ordinary income.
He thought about it carefully and felt that this matter was not troublesome, and no one would find trouble with small businesses like them.
He looked around at the shops, occasionally paying attention to some passers-by to see if there were any business opportunities, or to get some useful information.
When he was bored, Zhang Xuezhou would rub some stones casually, then crush them into ash and slag, and the cycle would repeat.
It was not until late in the evening when Rong Tianding and Xu Yuan sent two batches of millet back to the store that Zhang Xuezhou got out of the conversation about family matters among passers-by.
This time, he heard some strange sounds.
A few peddlers discussed there that the imperial court had begun to issue orders to recruit talents.
"My opportunity to become an official has come!"
Zhang Xuezhou was overjoyed.
He felt that he was not a genius but an individual, so finding a minor official shouldn't be a problem.
As for entering the official title system, his goal is to seek an encounter with the new emperor, and then make the other person like him and appreciate a "given" official title.
It was a bit difficult for junior officials to meet the new emperor, but after talking to Li Guang for a few words, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the new emperor would probably go to Chang'an for inspection in a few months, and this might be an opportunity to meet.
If he can gain recognition, his goal will be accomplished.
"We have to go to Jing Zhaoyi's mansion to hand over a sign!"
Thinking of Zhang Qian's instructions and how to make the self-recommendation brand more conspicuous, Zhang Xuezhou, who learned the essence, could not wait to run to Jing Zhaoyi's mansion to get things done right away.
Zhang Xuezhou just did what he said, and directly took apart a bamboo slip, and then took a piece of bamboo and neatly wrote "asking for an official, Dongfang Shuo".
After writing the five characters, he also read this brief but not simple self-recommendation letter.
His brand has a strong background at first glance, and others may think that he has some big backing, and then he can pass all the way and finally appear in front of the emperor.
"If Your Majesty is interested after reading this, he can invite me to come and let me choose an official position..."
Zhang Xuezhou was still a little excited after thinking about it. He put down the door of the restaurant and went straight out the door.
The distance between Xishi City and Jingzhaoyi Mansion is not very close, but self-recommendation can be done at any time, as long as it is placed in the designated location as required, it will be no problem.
Zhang Xuezhou walked quickly and trotted all the way. When he saw Jingzhaoyi Mansion, he saw a large group of Confucian scholars outside Jingzhaoyi Mansion. The crowd was bustling with people, and self-recommendation letters were delivered in order.
Everyone's self-recommendation letters are either small bundles of bamboo slips as thick as the forearm, or large bamboo slips as thick as the thighs. Some people are creative and put flowers on the bamboo slips, and some "big smart" people put a few and a half liang in the bamboo slips. money.
"Vulgar, vulgar!"
Zhang Xuezhou showed his self-recommendation letter and felt that he had become the leader among these job seekers.
Relying on the inside information that Zhang Qian was close to the emperor, his kind of self-recommendation letter was the most up to standard.
After secretly criticizing a few words in his heart, Zhang Xuezhou followed the crowd honestly.
"People's hearts are not old, and they all want to be officials. This is more than the number of greetings in Mrs. Dong's courtyard!"
When he entered the place where the self-recommendations were placed, Zhang Xuezhou felt that there were at least thousands of bamboo slips piled up here. He couldn't help but look at some of his small bamboo slips.
This made him extremely careful to find a good and conspicuous location.
"From today on, I will be an official. From now on, I will be in and out of the court, facing good luck and spring flowers will bloom!"
After he finished submitting the bamboo slips for self-recommendation, he looked at his unique self-recommendation letter with satisfaction, and then Shi Shiran left.
