The businessman glanced at the child again.
The kid nodded slightly.
The businessman took out the money for the food and drinks and put it on the table, patted the man on the shoulder and went out.
The group of people returned to the Guanya Bureau, and the businessman saluted the child: "Your Highness, I have offended you."
It turns out that this is Zhang Yu and Zhu Bai disguised as master and servant.
Zhu Bai shook his head: "No, you made a great contribution today and asked for some important information."
Zhang Yu frowned: "These Japanese pirates are really cunning. What should we do now?"
Zhu Bai: "Reply to God."
Zhang Yu and Fugui hurriedly said together: "It's better to go back, it's better to go back. We have few people with us. If we really want to fight,"
Zhu Bai rubbed his forehead and said, "I'm so tired. I feel sore all over my body and my head hurts. I'm afraid I'm going to die."
Fugui was very nervous when he heard it: "Your Highness is afraid that he has listened to music too late these past few days and caught the cold. What should we do?"
Zhang Yu also said: "Wei Chen will immediately ask the imperial doctor to come from Yingtian."
Just kidding, if something happens to Zhu Bai on the road, no matter how many lives they have, Lao Zhu will not be able to kill him.
The Guanya Bureau was extremely nervous that night.
It is said that people came and went to grab medicine and boil it, making the scene till dawn.
Early the next morning, Zhu Bai and his party returned to Yingtian by land.
Unlike the beating of gongs and drums when he arrived, it was very quiet when he left.
On the first day, we took a carriage to the Yangtze River, then changed boats and sailed upstream.
The ship sailed on the Yangtze River for two days, and he never left the cabin.
The magistrates and magistrates along the way saluted by the river.
Only Zhang Yu came out and stood on the bow of the ship, bowing his hands to the officials: "My lords, please leave. Your Highness needs to rest."
The county magistrates saw Zhu Bai waving his hands hastily by the window, and they all secretly cursed "prodigal son" in their hearts, then responded neatly and left.
A well-informed person said that the imperial doctor rushed to Yangzhou and boarded the ship with Zhu Bai on the Yangtze River.
Zhu Bai must have contracted a serious illness in the brothel and was not able to meet people.
Even Chen Acai, the messenger who occupied the city, was so tired from staying in the brothel for three nights that he didn't show up all the way.
Some people in Yangzhou city were so happy that they clapped their hands and said: It would be great if this little king of hell died.
Finally he was gone and they could start working again.
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A rich man came to the salt envoy department of Huaihe River and Huaidu, holding ten salt certificates in his hand, each worth ten thousand catties.
Not even the transfer envoy has seen many such guests.
Therefore, the transfer envoy was very cautious and inspected it several times himself. He also called the guest in and took a good look at it.
He is short, stocky and has a red and black face. At first glance, he looks like a person who often runs outside.
The transfer envoy asked: "Where did you get your salt?"
The customer answered honestly: "I bought it from Xi'an Health Clinic."
This is really rare.
They are neither border merchants nor village merchants who buy salt from border merchants.
The capital transfer envoy's face darkened: "Nonsense, how could the Xi'an Guards Station sell salt for sale? The imperial court stipulates that only military rations can be exchanged for salt for sale."
The high roller muttered: "I got it anyway."
The capital transfer envoy pursed his lips: The sky is high in the Xi'an Guardhouse and the Emperor is far away, and there are many cats and dogs.
As a mere third-rank official, I can't manage that much.
It’s better not to ask any more questions.
Moreover, this man is wearing mink fur and gold and jade, so he looks like a wealthy man.
He has a northern accent and must be an outsider who has never been in the salt business.
The transfer envoy thought for a while and explained patiently: "With so much salt, you won't be able to sell it at once."
Hawker frowned: "Why? Isn't salt something everyone needs to eat?"
The transfer envoy said: "You can eat a hundred thousand kilograms of salt!! And even if you take salt from us, you have to show the water flow chart to sell the salt to the designated place. Otherwise, it will be treated as private salt, which will be beheaded." of great sin.”
The gambler suddenly understood and nodded: "Oh, please give me the water flow chart for the villain."
Du Zhuanshi choked and gritted his teeth and replied: "No one can do things like you."
Damn it, if I give you the hydrograph like this, what will we eat?
A county can only transport a thousand kilograms at a time, which is outrageous. One hundred thousand catties require one hundred water courses, which can be transported to one hundred counties, and several ministers must be appointed.
Therefore, border merchants find it troublesome and would rather sell salt to hoarders.
When hoarders bring large sums of salt, they will be transferred to the salt envoy to collect salt or exchange it for small sums of salt and sell it to water merchants.
When water dealers come back, they always transfer the water flow chart to the Salt Envoy to get the approved water flow chart.
This is how everyone can make a fortune.
All the salt was transferred so that Si could catch oil and water three times.
Hawker looked confused: "Why not."
The transfer envoy said: "You extracted too much at one time. Today's water flow chart has been sent out, come back tomorrow. There is only so much salt shipped every day. Everyone is like you, one hundred thousand kilograms at a time. How can the salt farm do this? .”
Hawker nodded: "Yes, I'll come back tomorrow."
All Zhuanzhuang felt a headache: it was completely false. How to make this rookie understand the rules?
When the wealthy guest came out of the salt envoy in the capital, several farmers immediately surrounded him: "This guest, please sell us your salt."
The high-roller asked: "How much?"
A villager said: "Ten coins per catty, one hundred thousand catties, one thousand silver."
The wealthy man rolled his eyes: "Are you coaxing a child? Guangdong salt costs ten cents per catty. Huaiyan salt costs thirty cents per catty at least, and in some places it sells for fifty cents per catty."
Tuenhu: "The price you are talking about is the price at which the government sells it to the people. You have to leave it to us to make a little profit."
The wealthy man thought for a while and said, "Thirty cents per catty is nothing less. If you sell it to the government for forty cents per catty, you can make ten cents."
The villagers laughed when they heard this and said angrily: "Uncle, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy your salt until the end of time."
"You'd better make less money and sell it to us. Otherwise, it will be wasted once the validity period expires."
The high-roller frowned: "I still don't believe in this evil. Why do you make more than half of it for nothing? The reason why people buy salt so expensively is because you people exploit it."
When everyone heard the nonsense he was talking about, they didn't want to cause trouble, so they left without saying anything.
The hawker said, "If that doesn't work, I'll go to the Guanya Bureau to hawk."
Someone laughed: "Without the water flow chart, there is nothing the Guanya Bureau can do. One yamen is in charge of the affairs of another yamen. Neither the Yangzhou Prefecture Yamen nor the Guanya Bureau can take care of it, so they will be transferred to the Salt Envoy Department."
The high-roller ran to the Guanya Bureau.
As expected, no one among the merchants in the official tooth bureau paid attention to him.
The Salt Transport Department only issues water itinerary plans to a few regular customers, and many of them have suffered losses.
I bought Yanyin, but couldn't get the hydrograph, so I had to sell it to those few people again at a low price.
The tooth chief of the Guan Ya Bureau saw the wealthy guest lingering around for several days, and kindly advised him: "You should go and transfer the Salt Envoy Department. We really can't control the Salt Envoy Department. His Royal Highness the King of Xiang can't control it."
The high-profile guest had no choice but to come to Dudu to transport the salt envoy.
All the transfer envoys were too lazy to pay attention to him, and casually called a clerk to come out and send him away.
