Now the Yuan Dynasty seems to be peaceful, but in fact the people are divided and the internal affairs are extremely turbulent.
Several small countries on the border have to send heavy troops to defend them all year round, and there are also frictions outside the border from time to time.
The emperor had only been on the throne for a few years, and although he was diligent and good at planning, he could not completely reverse the situation in a short period of time. Natural and man-made disasters occur from time to time. When a country's people don't even have enough to eat, how can there be true peace?
That night, An Ran watched Ding Changhe calculating the ledger in his hand in the house.
"Are these private properties purchased by the uncle? You were doing calculations a few days ago. Why are you calculating the abacus again? There are so many accounts that you need to calculate every day."
Ding Changhe threw away the pen, put his fingers on his forehead and rubbed it. ?.?????.???
Then he closed the account book and ignored An Ran's dissatisfied look.
"My uncle says he is recuperating now, but I have never seen you take a day off."
"You also know that I am recuperating, and I haven't made any medicinal food for me in the past two days." Ding Changhe said dissatisfied.
An Ran smiled and said, "I'll do it tomorrow. I'm short of money."
Ding Changhe took out another account book and said, "Look, for the filial piety outside, the income from the farm and shop under my name is all calculated. But there is more than this money to use. As usual in previous years, by the time winter comes If there is a war, it will cost a lot of money to arrange personnel when the situation is down."
An Ran really couldn't get his hands on this, "There's still a lot to go. There's still some gold in the cellar in Xiaxi Village. You can use it first."
"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own way."
An Ran already knew that Ding Changhe had a way to make money.
Ding Changhe looked up and saw that An Ran was still looking at him. After thinking about it, it didn't hurt to tell An Ran. Sooner or later, it would be in Xiao Shitou's hands.
He lowered his head and put the account books away first, then said solemnly to An Ran, "I have two tea plantations in the south and a large area of fertile land."
"Even if you make money, you can't pay for it. The money you've spent in the past few years is simply not worth it."
An Ran still knew about some things that were obvious.
Ding Changhe looked at An Ran closely, and said softly, "I also have a horse farm. This one is the most profitable, and the horse gang in the arena is also mine."
An Ran was shocked, "Caravan."
An Ran once heard them say that the caravan is a gang in the world that transports goods and escorts things. It is extremely powerful in the world.
Ding Changhe smiled and said, "Guanshan is suitable for raising horses. When I was working as a spy, I first established a small horse farm. Later, it slowly expanded and I selected capable people from retired veterans to form a horse gang.
"You are a court official and you are involved in a Jianghu gang. If people know about this, why can't you get away with it?"
"How can I know this? Therefore, the operation of the caravan is entirely handled by a single person and has nothing to do with me."
An Ran thought for a while, "Is it the caravan that is the most profitable in your hands?"
Ding Changhe nodded, "Indeed, the more important thing is to collect and deliver information. The intelligence network in the capital was laid out while I was recuperating in Xiaxi Village."
No wonder he was nominally staying at her place to recuperate, but he was often too busy to see anyone.
An Ran smiled bitterly, "You are so brave, you really dare to do it."
Ding Changhe also sighed, "I have carefully considered how to deal with it. Since my grandfather's time, the Ding family has kept secret guards to support the generals. These are the most expensive ones. There are also things to take care of inside and outside. , I need people to do things, and without money, no matter how capable I am, it will be useless. Not to mention those who lost their lives for the Ding family, and I cannot ignore the family members left behind. "
An Ran took the account book over again and opened it again, "No wonder the people above are afraid of you."
Ding Changhe smiled and said, "If you don't have a trump card in your hand, do you want to be slaughtered by others? How much will it cost me to raise those people who followed Xiao Shitou on the battlefield and raised them, as well as those secret guards? It was heaped with silver.”
An Ran picked up the pen again and started copying again.
Ding Changhe watched An Ran copying the account book and asked, "Why are you writing it again?"
"You can't keep this. I remember that only I can understand the accounts. I'll do an inventory in the warehouse in the past two days."
An Ran handed the finished account book to Ding Changhe, "Take a look."
Ding Changhe took it and took a look. There were many symbols and many rare words in it.
An Ran looked at Ding Changhe's puzzled look and said, "The uncommon words are all the names of medicinal materials. Each medicinal material represents a different use. The number behind it is the amount of expenditure, so I said that only I can understand this account book."
"You know how to take advantage of others."
An Ran took the account book and copied the rest all over again.
Ding Changhe sat in the chair and watched An Ran writing quietly. By the candlelight, he looked at An Ran with his face lowered and a serious look on his face.
But what Ding Changhe didn't notice was that the expression on his face was extremely soft at this moment.
At night, Ding Changhe held An Ran in his arms and whispered in his ear, "We have to prepare nearly 50,000 to 60,000 taels of silver before the end of the year. You calculate how much you have at home, and I will transfer what is missing."
Having just finished sorting through the account books, An Ran now knew what was going on and said, "Take back the accounts from the south, plus the inventory in the house, it should be enough."
"How do you know how much the South can take back?"
An Ran smiled and said, "There is an approximate number of acres and old accounts, so there is nothing difficult to calculate. It turns out that the tea I drink is produced by the uncle's own tea garden. At first, I thought it was you who made it specially
