Suche was outside the south gate watching the porridge being distributed in the porridge factory.
Several large pots were steaming there, and rice, beans, salt, and bacon were mixed into a lump. Vegetable leaves cut into fine dices were shaken off and thrown into the pot. A large three-foot-long The spoon went right into it.
Xuan Gui was holding the account book and flipping through it. Next to him were members of the Su family. Next to him was a small table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
Opposite him stood a short boss, his face flushed by the heat, and the corners of his mouth were shiny.
"A load of firewood costs me forty yuan. I said, old horse, why don't you go and grab it?"
Xuan Gyu said very dissatisfiedly, his eyes secretly glanced at Su Che on the other side.
With his boss here, Hyun Kyu, who is used to being a good guy, naturally has to put on a serious face.
"Hey, young master, look where there is any firewood around here. I worked hard to collect it in the village. You don't know the world today. Where is Cizhou without war? Except for those monsters and bandits, everywhere There are also strong men who take advantage of the situation. In order to add some heat to the pot of your virtues and good deeds so that the people can have hot porridge to eat, I cannot have hot meals three times a day."
The short boss's mouth was like a barrage of words, which made Xuan Gui feel dizzy. Su Che listened with amusement.
This Hyun Gyu grew up studying, and he may be full of saintly principles, but speaking is all about reaction and requires training. Even if you are full of principles, you will not be able to use your words when you encounter the boss.
"I don't want to discuss that with you."
Xuan Gui groaned and held it in for a long time: "Thirty Wen is thirty Wen."
"Is there any law of heaven in this world? I have to collect firewood in the wind and rain, and I have to find people to transport it. There are bandits and corrupt officials along the way. How can I not use money to go up and down? It's a lot of hard work. I delivered it to your door. Am I trying to make some money to spend? Isn’t it because of your great cause of doing good deeds and doing good deeds, to add some luster to the lintel of our Su family? Wait, you said thirty cash?"
The boss seemed to have just come back to his senses: "Okay, the deal is done, how about I go to the house tomorrow to settle the account?"
"You can go today."
How could Hyun Kyu not know that the boss had tricked him into it?
Your mother, I promised you thirty cents for a load of firewood so happily, I'm afraid you can't make ten cents.
Xuan Gui spread a piece of paper on the table next to him and wrote on it: "Today I collect forty loads of wet firewood from Mr. Wu Youde, and the price is thirty cents. Please see the words as evidence."
Then he wrote a dragon and phoenix dancing and twisting character "Gui" below.
This is called a picture seal, which can be regarded as a variant of a picture. What is important is a text seal that can be understood but not fake. It can be regarded as a kind of personal characteristic seal.
As a civilian, Xuan Gui couldn't engrave casually, but there were a lot of documents coming out of his hands. He was afraid that someone would forge them, so he used this method.
The boss took the note and was immediately very dissatisfied.
"Sir, this is good dry firewood, how can it be considered wet firewood? He can't burn wet firewood..."
"Whether it's dry or wet, doesn't it affect your calculation of money?"
Xuan Gyu waved his hand to signal the boss to go away: "Either you take this document away, or you carry your firewood away."
"Carry it away? Where should I send it to sell? But the people in Cizhou City are eating here, who will I sell this firewood to?" The boss was quite angry, but he was still very polite even though he was talking about it. He took the receipt and walked into the city.
After he walked away, Suche walked behind Xuan Gyu and looked at his account books.
"You've done well. Work hard and I'll recommend you to a good name in the future."
"Sir, I'm just doing my duty."
Hyun Gyu felt that he was a little embarrassed just now and his voice was a little soft.
"How much profit do you think he can get from this deal?"
Suche didn't come to look at the account book originally. He just flipped through it hastily, then closed the account book and threw it aside.
"Thirty percent?"
Xuan Gyu thought about it for a long time and finally came up with a number.
"The firewood is all collected from the mountains. He only pays for the labor and freight. I think he can earn 20 cents for a load of firewood."
Suche thought about the smile that the boss couldn't hold back when he left, and found it very interesting.
"ah……"
Xuan Gui's face turned pale, feeling that he wanted to be in the limelight, but ended up losing face first.
"What's the matter with your wet wood?"
Suche then asked.
"Oh, I told Butler Su and the others that the documents coming out of my place are divided into two types. One type is written formally, such as the amount of dry firewood, salt, and cured meat. This shows that the merchants who supplied the goods are in I am an honest person here. When they know how to do the bill, they can pay 90%. If it is written as wet firewood, slag salt, rotten meat, etc., it means that those people are not honest, so they should bargain harder. "
Su Che couldn't help but laugh after listening to Xuan Gui's words.
Although this scholar has shortcomings, he still has some good intentions.
"Aren't you afraid that they will bite us?"
Suche asked with a smile.
"What am I afraid of? What kind of business is ours? If they dare to cause trouble, ask Tiqi to tie them up one by one and treat them as spies."
"Although this method is crude, it works. But aren't you afraid that they won't come back again?"
"Don't be afraid. Didn't he say that? Cizhou is currently in chaos. If he doesn't do business with us, where will he go to do business? Will he take those belongings and be robbed by monsters and bandits?"
Suche said nothing.
Monster bandits have now replaced civil uprisings and rebel armies, and have gradually become the folk name of the people in Cizhou for those people led by the Dajiang League.
After all, many refugees who came here said that they saw many monsters among the rebels.
This is indeed true. Su Che felt that the monsters that were not killed in Xuan Mountain at the beginning, regardless of whether they were the monster king or the pawns below, basically all joined the command of the "True Lord Taiping".
The flavor of this battle gradually changed more.
But Su Che was still more curious about Jiankang. Even if the emperor pretended to be sick, what were the thoughts of Wang Xie and other aristocratic families?
Su Che read the official records in the imperial censor's desk. Many of the land properties in Cizhou were owned by various aristocratic families. During the previous catastrophe, in addition to his own large-scale acquisition of fields, there were also many in Cizhou counties. The fields fell into the hands of powerful people.
Are their butts really so heavy that they can sit still and endure these losses?
Su Che felt that the strangeness of Bo Yun in the court was really hard to distinguish.
"Is this Su Lixing?"
Xue Baizhi didn't know when she had stood next to the porridge factory. She looked at the people who came to receive porridge one after another, and felt that this little Su Lixing might not be as unbearable as others said.
She heard Xiong Shou say that there was not much food in Cizhou's treasury, and the current situation of giving up porridge was all supported by Su Che with his personal wealth.
If Su Che is willing to destroy his family to help him out at this time, he is already different from many dignitaries Xue Baizhi has seen.
