Coco gets a pen and paper.
Song Che made a written statement on the spot:
"On November 18th of that year, Chen Rencai contracted the Mazhida Road for one day. During this day, the right to use this road belonged to Chen Rencai..."
Basically, it means buying out the right to use the road.
Song Che signed the name "Chen Rencai", pressed his fingerprint, pressed the silver on the deed in duplicate, and handed it to Ma Zhida.
Mazhida only stared at the silver in his eyes, and without much thought, he pressed his fingerprints.
"Okay, from this time today to this time tomorrow, this road will be yours to collect the money."
Ma Zhida held the silver and laughed with several dealers, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into Song Che's text trap.
"I'm afraid this man is a fool from a foreign country. Only five hundred people can walk on this road in a day, but he actually gave twenty taels..."
"Let's go to Tianxiang Inn for a drink!"
Ma Zhida and Zhuangke were about to leave with the cash box.
Jiang Yuntian turned around and stopped them.
"How! Do you still want to regret it?" Mazhida shouted.
"No, no, no, with the deed in hand, how can I regret it?" Song Che smiled and opened his palms to Ma Zhida: "I'm here to collect money from you?"
Ma Zhida looked confused: "How much do you charge?"
Song Che pointed to the bluestone road under his feet, "It's just a toll."
"Are you crazy! This is the road to my home—"
"But it was contracted to me. It was written in white and black, and it was signed and stamped clearly. From today to this time tomorrow, the right to use this road belongs to me," Song Che said loudly, raising the deed in his hand:
"Now, everyone who wants to pass must pay a head fee of five taels of silver! Since the four of you have set foot on this road, you have to pay twenty taels of silver, not a penny less!"
Mazhida suddenly woke up and became furious, "You are fucking plotting against me!"
Roll up your sleeves and take action.
"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Jiang Yuntian raised his hands and lowered his hands, slapped the banker to the ground with four big ear-scratchers, and cursed: "You dare to default on my business in my territory, do you think you are tired of living a crooked life!"
Ma Zhida and Zhuang Ke covered their faces. Each of them had two broken teeth and their mouths were full of blood. They struggled several times before they got up with help.
He glared at Song Che and Jiang Yuntian angrily: "You are so brave! How dare you... How dare you blackmail my people from Majiazhuang in Taizhou!"
"All over the world!"
Song Che exclaimed: "Is it the king's land! Is it the king's ministers who are on the shore of the land? Every inch of the mountains and rivers of Daliang belongs to the emperor! Even the emperor dare not blatantly block the road and charge fees. How can you, a small Majiazhuang, be qualified? ? Could it be that your surname Ma is older than your surname Zhao?"
"choke!"
Jiang Yuntian pulled out his sharp sword and stared at the guests of Ma's village: "If you don't pay the toll today, I will chop you into pieces, pull them out and feed them to the dogs. I will do what I say, do you dare to try it?"
Ma Zhida trembled with fright, hurriedly put twenty taels of silver into the cash box, and ran away with the banker in despair. Only after running half a mile did he dare to shout:
"Just wait for me! This matter is not over with you!"
Song Che made a high-spirited international gesture.
Jiang Yuntian turned around and slashed the roadblock to pieces with his sword, and shouted to the people watching: "Fellow fellows, the five taels of silver toll is collected from those Ma family bullies. We ordinary people don't take any money for crossing the road! What's the point? Those who put money in the cash box can take out ten cents per person, but you can’t take more.”
"Good people, good people..."
The people lined up in an orderly manner, and they all only took their own money, and no one fought for more. In fact, everyone was a good person, a gentle and honest person.
"Old man, if your legs and feet are inconvenient, please take our carriage into the city."
Song Che helped Coco put the lame old man into the carriage, and drove to Taizhou City together surrounded by the people.
"Oh, I am lucky enough to have the help of several officials today. I am very grateful... All my life, I have been working with rakes and hoes, and I have never been in a carriage."
The old man's joy was turned into sadness by Song Che. The world was in a hot and cold world, suffering came and went, and it was the common people who suffered.
"Oh, by the way, old man, the yamen in Taizhou City don't do anything? Why is there no one clearing the thick snow on the official road next to it?" Song Che suddenly asked.
The old man sighed: "It's not that we don't sweep, it's that sweeping is useless. Everyone said that it was the Ma family who pushed the snow onto the official road specifically to collect tolls privately;
This bluestone road was not built at the expense of the Ma family. For the sake of convenience, people from all over the country donated money. However, the Ma family donated more, so they took it as their own. "
He even dares to occupy the road, not only covering the sky with his hands, but also giving him a country title, maybe he can call himself an emperor.
Entered Taizhou City.
When Song Che put the old man down, he gave him some silver coins as a token of his good deeds.
After driving for a long time, the three of them were already hungry, so they decided to fill their stomachs first.
After a brief walk around the city, I happened to pass by a "Ma's Salt Store" with an eight-foot-high facade that only sold table salt.
There was an endless stream of people going in and out of the salt shop, all holding palm-sized salt shakers, cautiously lest they be broken.
Song Che took the opportunity to take a look at the listed salt price, which was a full five hundred cents per pound!
Although Japanese pirates are still causing trouble in Taizhou, the neighboring Chuzhou has calmed down, and production and transportation capacity should have been restored long ago. The official price of salt in the government is one hundred and twenty cents. Even if it is resold twice, three hundred cents is already a sky-high price. Doesn't five hundred cents per pound suck people's blood?
The people of Taizhou have a dull face. If they are not treated properly, they will become seriously ill!
"Brother Song, there is a Tianxiang Inn over here. Look, the diners coming in and out are almost crowded. Is the wine here good or the food delicious?" Jiang Yuntian pointed to an inn on the roadside and wondered.
Diagonally across from Ma's Salt Store, about ten feet away, there is the Tianxiang Inn.
The beauty of the country is fragrant.
Song Che smiled and said, "Maybe it's because the boss lady inside is pretty."
"The relationship is good, and if the person's character is not bad, the food and wine must be good."
Enter the inn.
You don’t know it if you don’t enter it, but it’s amazing once you enter it.
Although I haven't seen the boss lady who may be stunning, all the young waiters are very beautiful. The girl Jiao'e pretends to be a shop assistant, with fair skin and beautiful appearance, which has a unique flavor.
The crowd of diners, nine out of ten of whom were men, took advantage of the waiters to touch their hands and wipe the oil while they were serving the dishes. The little waiters don't mind either, they all have charming eyes and chat and laugh with the guests.
Using the style of a brothel to open an inn is also a sign of business acumen.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?"
As soon as the three of them sat down, the young man twisted his waist and came to greet them.
"Abalone, oysters, scallops, clams, are there any fresh ones?" Jiang Yuntian asked with a smile.
The boy smiled and asked: "Sir, how fresh do you want it to be?"
"Isn't this new? You won't know until you open it and look at it." Jiang Yuntian smiled so sluttishly.
At this time, Coco said innocently: "No, no, abalone and oysters are fresh only when they are closed, but not fresh when they are opened."
"It seems that the little girl hasn't broken up yet——"
"Ahem!"
Song Che coughed twice, rolled his eyes at Jiang Yuntian, stopped the unpleasant topic, and said to the boy:
"Grill a few oysters, bring a few side dishes, and add three bowls of rice."
