Xu Ping stood by the counter and talked about his recent business with Lu Pan. Lu Pan came to the new place, and his relationship with the Xu family was not as close as Tan Bennen in the restaurant, so he spoke much more restrainedly.

After saying a few words, Lu Pan sighed: "The owner's shop is too aggrieved in Baisha Town. If it is opened in Tokyo, it will be much better. I heard from the boat that people on the Bian River in Tokyo have been saying that these days, people on the side of the Bian River in Tokyo have also learned from our wine shop and sold some braised goods in big pots. After selling it one day, the money they get is enough for them to support their families, which is even better than ours."

Xu Ping was stunned: "Some people in the capital have learned to do business?"

Lu Pan nodded and sighed.

This big pot business is most suitable for making it in a dock market. If you add a pot of mutton soup, it will be cheap to eat and drink and satisfy your cravings.

Xu Ping was thinking about when he would return to Beijing and open a chain store specializing in selling this, and set up a sign in the Kaifeng dietary industry with liquor. Unexpectedly, he was learned not long after.

But there is nothing we can do about this. Not to mention that there is no intellectual property protection in this era, even in Xu Ping's previous life, a braised chicken and rice came out, it could not stop it from being opened all over the streets.

On the side of the shed, a thin middle-aged man leaned against a small coal ball stove and ate the tofu skin and tripe inside it with a bowl of white wine.

Xu Ping pointed there and asked Lu Pan: "The kind Qin Er ate is not sold in the capital, right?"

Lu Pan said: "They can't make stoves like ours, and they haven't heard of them yet."

Xu Ping nodded, just staring at Qin Er who was concentrating on eating and drinking over there, and stopped talking.

Qin's second name is Qin Huailiang. He was originally a farmer not far from here. His family had no land and rented out another family for twenty or thirty acres to plant. In this place where there is no shortage of land, this kind of thing is extremely poor. The family's property only has two thatched houses, which are considered fixed assets and not customers.

His wife had long passed away, and only one daughter, Qin Yuniang, depended on each other for life. Yuniang looked a bit beautiful. Last year, she was attracted by Zhoujian Town here and bought it as a concubine. Qin Er's life was easier.

Just last month, Qin Er had some luck, and got some money, opened a small inn in the town, turning it over and becoming a well-known figure, everyone called Qin Erguanren.

You should know that Jianzhen is a poor-ranked official, with a pitifully low salary, so it is impossible to have spare money to support Qin Er. Everyone says that Qin Er was lucky and picked up an inn in somewhere. He went to the gold and silver shop in Zhongmu County to exchange it for copper coins before opening this inn.

When Baiyin appeared, this incident attracted the attention of Xu Ping and Sang Yi. The two took turns to change shifts and went to the town to stare at Qin Huailiang, hoping to find any clues.

Sang Yi, a gold and silver shop in Zhongmu County, went to check it out and used some methods to find out that Qin Huailiang had indeed exchanged the silver, and the silver was really full of silver, so there was no problem. The gold and silver shop was specialized in this business, and they had no problem with their vision, so it was impossible for them to use medicine to deceive them.

However, Qin Huailiang was the only clue that Xu Ping got, so he still did not give up.

Seeing Xu Ping staring at Qin Huailiang, Lu Pan whispered: "This Qin Er has made good luck this year. Not only did he get money and open a small shop, but it is also said that he has also recently got a female companion to relieve his **."

Xu Ping was not very interested in this kind of romantic news and asked casually: "Which woman is so eye-lossing? It seems that she is a guy who falls when the wind blows?"

Lu Pan's voice was even smaller, almost attached to Xu Ping's ear and said, "It's Grandma Hong in your family."

"What?!"

Xu Ping turned around and stared at Lu Pan as if he was stabbed by a needle.

Lu Pan made a gesture of silence and whispered: "I just heard of it, I have never seen it with my own eyes."

Xu Ping nodded: "It's groundless. Something they must have fallen into the eyes of others, otherwise no one would have spread it like this."

Since she beat Xiuxiu last time, Grandma Hong has lost Zhang Sanniang's trust. Although she is still employed at home, she only handles some chores and no longer manages the business. However, Grandma Hong's hire is a lot of money, and her family has no money for her recently and is not nervous. How could she get to Qin Er?

The things between men and women are hard to explain clearly, and everything that can happen when they meet is visible. Although Xu Ping had this doubt in his heart, he just kept it in his heart and stopped exploring it.

Qin Huailiang finished drinking a small bowl of wine, and his dry face became rosy. He walked to the counter and said to Lu Pan: "Supervisor, I owe this meal together. I will pay it back after I sell the wine. Also, the powerful 'Jiugui Liquor' will give me another twenty liters."

Qin Huailiang's small hotel also sells wine, all from the Xu family. They sell wine and then pay back the money. This is the most common business model of small shops in the countryside and the guarantee of the Xu family's monopoly on the wine market. Qin Huailiang's small shop has just opened, and they live in poor people who are greedy for cheap, and only sell the cheapest wine.

Lu Pan called a servant, gave Qin Huailiang a wine, put two wooden barrels in it, and asked him to carry it back to the store. The shoulder pole and wooden barrel were also from the Xu family, and they were returned together when they came to pay back the money.

After the wine was ready, Qin Huailiang burped, turned around and saw Xu Ping standing aside, and quickly bent down to greet him: "It turns out that the little master is also in the store. I forgive the little blindness for not seeing it!"

Lu Ping noticed a hint of panic in his eyes and quickly covered it up.

He smiled at him: "Qin Erguanren, is the business good?"

Qin Huailiang smiled awkwardly: "The little master makes fun of the little guy, how dare I be an official? I just open a small shop, and I rely on the owner's shop to take care of it and enjoy the food."

Seeing that Xu Ping didn't want to talk too much, he bent down and carried the wine barrel and said goodbye to Xu Ping and Lu Pan.

Xu Ping sat down beside a coal ball stove and roasted the fire, watching Qin Huailiang walking towards his small shop with his wine barrel high and low.

The cold wind blew the corners of his clothes, and the dead leaves rolled over his ears. In this chilly world, this figure was lonely and thin, and looked a little desolate.

Is the matter really related to this person?

Xu Ping felt indescribable. In the education I received in his previous life, he had been telling a truth for decades that the poor should be taken care of, and they had too many things to be patient. Although there were too few things that fit this truth after real work, young people always had an ideal. If I sat in a certain position, I would definitely not be lonely in the world.

How could you have thousands of houses to shelter the poor people in the world and be happy? It is the ideal of thousands of down-and-out literati, and it is always forgotten by the literati who are in high positions. Xu Ping was a down-and-out little man in his previous life, and he still preserved this ideal in his heart. Although the peasant brothers gave him countless unhappiness at work, this simple feeling has not been erased. Even in this world, he naturally has a sense of closeness to the poor and does not want to stand opposite to the poor one day.

However, ideals are fantasies after all, and feelings are temporary touching. If Qin Huailiang is really involved in the gang that burns silver, Xu Ping can't think of any reason to forgive him.

Just as Xu Ping was sitting there thinking and couldn't figure out his thoughts, Sang Yi rode a donkey to the outside of the wine shed.

After getting off the donkey, he asked the servant to tie it up. Sang Yi came to Xu Ping and asked him: "Little owner, is there any news today?"

Xu Ping shook his head and nodded again: "The Qin Er who runs the hotel is really a bit suspicious."

Sang Yi sighed: "Then let's pay more attention to him, there is no news elsewhere."

Sang Yi went to the nearby gold and silver shop these days to inquire about which store has received medicine and silver, and tracked down clues.

At this time, silver is not a common currency. Generally speaking, it is necessary to exchange copper coins at the gold and silver shop, and it will not be taken out to buy things directly. If the group of people refined medicine and silver shops, they should deal with gold and silver shops, unless they have a channel for bulk transactions to sell stolen goods.

The currency of the Song Dynasty was very chaotic, and there were often money bans everywhere. Not to mention that it was inconvenient to carry a large amount of copper coins on the way, the government generally did not allow it to avoid uneven circulation of copper coins in the local area, not to mention that some places used iron coins. The bulk transactions of merchants were used to exchange cash for bills under the Sansi’s subordinates, and then exchanged them for common coins at the local area, because there was an order to strictly order all regions to exchange on the same day, which was also convenient. However, for people with other identities who wanted to bring a lot of wealth to travel far, they had to rely on gold and silver.

If Xu Ping chooses the most suitable method of selling stolen goods, it is to work with merchants engaged in border trade to secretly sell the medicine and silver abroad. This method is the safest.

But after Xu Ping and Sang Yi investigated for so many days, there was no sign of this.

After roasting the fire by the stove for a while, the two exchanged some views. Sang Yi said, "It's getting late. Let's go back to the village. I'll be here tomorrow."

Xu Ping always felt that something was going to happen and shouldn't have left. He said to Sang Yi: "I won't go back today. I will rest with my parents and stay here with you overnight."

Looking at the sky outside, the rain still did not fall, but the wind became heavier and heavier, causing the dead branches and leaves to fly everywhere.
Chapter completed!