Houtao Mountain and Jinji Mountain are opposite each other across the river. These two mountains [5200     www.bqg5200.me] have always been famous. There are neither famous historical sites nor beautiful scenery, but they have become famous in the southeast in these few months.

Most ordinary vendors only know Hou Tao Mountain, but those guys who were maritime merchants before the Japanese riots came along the Yongjiang River outside Zhenhai County and would look at Jinji Mountain with vigilant and fearful eyes.

Because Wang Zhi was in Jinji Mountain and attracted hundreds of old subordinates, he built a village of not too small at the foot of the mountain in two or three months.

Of course, in this village named "Zhaobao Village" by Mao Haifeng, a fool, there are not many pirates except for Wang Zhi's guards. Most of them are children and families of sea merchants. After all, they think of their hometown and are unwilling to wander on the sea.

Walking along the road paved with gravel to the riverside, Wang Zhi said enthusiastically: "The Ningbo Tongzhi is really good, the road is well built!"

"It's also cost money. The guy built this road first. He forced me to buy seven or eight hundred hammers, and then... took it away!" Mao Haifeng complained: "That guy is not a cheerful person. He has at least greedy for several hundred taels of silver on this road alone."

"Stop talking nonsense." Xu Bixi complained: "Mr. Fang read the account book and didn't say he was greedy for money."

"We can't say that we are greedy for money, but we have indeed suffered losses." Qian Rui smiled and said, "Song Jizu is very clever. Brother Mao only cares about major issues, and his brothers are also frivolous... Eight hundred civil servants, who offered food for 1,200 people in those days."

Wang Zhi turned around and scolded, "Okay, it's only a hundred and eight taels of silver. Don't mention this matter today!"

Xu Bixi looked at the cabins that were already filled in front of him, "Encyclopedia, there is no need to give so many gifts, right?"

Qian Hongren smiled and said, "That's right, the guy from Mid-Autumn Festival brought two boxes of mooncakes and carried three boxes away!"

"The mooncake is said to be made by Qian Zhancai himself, and few people in Ningbo can receive it." Qian Rui was in a good mood today and said with a smile: "However, the Qian family is greedy for money. Not to mention this matter in the southeast, at least everyone in Zhenhai knows it."

"What do you know!" Wang Zhi sighed: "The news came from Nanyang. There are indeed strange things, drought-resistant and easy to survive. The yield per mu is several times that of rice, but it can be used for grains... I don't know where Qian Zhancai asked about the news, and this matter is quite secret."

Of course, it is secret that sweet potatoes are indeed transplanted in Luzon Island, Nanyang and other places today, but it was not long before it was spread out on a large scale until the Longqing period, and it was not until the Wanli period that someone introduced them to the mainland.

"The two groups of people failed," Qian Rui explained: "This matter is afraid that it will be difficult for a while. The old ship owner gave more gifts... Qian Zhan was anxious about this."

"What's there to be urgent?" Mao Haifeng said carelessly.

Wang Zhi said angrily: "You are not allowed to speak today!"

Xu Bixi smiled and fell down. Qian Hong explained: "This matter has been decided long ago. Over time, many farmers in the southeast will inevitably abandon the grain and make mulberry trees. It is good for the weather to be good. If it is not good, the price of grain will rise directly. Qian Zhan is afraid of food shortage in the future."

The group crossed the river and entered Zhenhai County. The road that was still smooth a month ago is now crowded. Although it is late autumn, there is constant sea trade, and merchants are coming and going. All kinds of noises make people feel loud and open their voices when they speak.

"This road, from the east of Hou Tao to Zhenhai County, is already as rotten as mud." Xu Bixi pointed at the civil servants not far away, "Song Jizu was really used by Qian Zhan. He completed the warehouse, wharf, Weiyuan City, paved the road from the wharf to the shopping mall, and now he started to build this road... It has been half a year and has not yet rested."

"The civil servants who have just been recruited." Qian Rui explained: "The more than 10,000 civil servants have already returned one after another, after all, they will have to harvest in autumn."

Wang Zhi stood in the crowd and felt very moved. For the past six months, he had been traveling between Zhoushan, Zhenhai and Japan. Almost every time he came to Zhenhai, he would find many changes.

Most of these changes made Wang Zhi happy, with the expansion of the wharf, the roads leveled, and even the waterways cleared.

Just like the magic pen Ma Liang, there seems to be a pen that draws a picture-like scenery in the southeast.

After entering Zhenhai County, the county town is not big, and the crowding makes the outsiders who come here for the first time dumbfounded. Among the two main roads, you can't even make it faster. There are crowds of people and people pushing people. There are a wide variety of shops of all sizes on both sides.

Mao Haifeng, who often wanted to roam around, took the initiative to lead the way into a side road, shook his head and said, "There are more and more people, and the county government has issued documents. Starting three days later, no one is allowed to pass through the south gate of Linjiang, but only open to traffic."

"It's not only that," Qian Hong added: "It is said that the city needs to be re-arranged, widened the streets, opened another city gate on the east side, and even said that the city wall on the west side is pushed down and expanded hundreds of steps outward."

Wang Zhi nodded and looked around. Even on the auxiliary road, there were many shops and peddlers walking around the streets.

"Qian family's gourd... A string of three cents, two strings of five cents!"

Mao Haifeng couldn't help but throw out more than a dozen copper plates and came back with a few strings of candied haws. "This thing was reported from the Qian family restaurant. That's great. Everyone claims to be Qian family gourds."

Xu Bixi took a string and bite it, "Oh, it's hawthorn."

"Souble and sweet, delicious!" Qian Hong turned his head and shook his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he killed a bunch of them.

Mao Haifeng's cheeks were still showing his attention, "Entertainment father, eat skewers, it tastes good..."

"What a fuck!" Wang Zhi regretted bringing this foolish guy out, "It's all here, what kind of style!"

Mao Haifeng turned around and saw Liang Sheng, the leader of the Qian family guard, waiting outside the mansion... Well, this fool actually stuffed the candied haws with him!

Peng Feng was meticulous and cautious, and smiled and turned sideways to avoid it. Liang Sheng actually took it, bite two of them in one bite, and ate them with relish.

"Ahem, ahem!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

At the same time, there was a violent coughing sound, one was Wang Zhi who was staring at Mao Haifeng, and the other was Wang Yi who was staring at Liang Sheng.

Liang Sheng quickly swallowed the remaining few into his stomach, took the prayer letter handed over by Qian Rui, and quickly returned to the mansion.

Mao Haifeng retreated behind Wang Zhi, glanced at the mansion opposite, and whispered: "This mansion was given by the Zhou family in Zhenhai... It's a pity that it's so dark!"

"Shut up!" Xu Bixi wished she could take off her socks and stuff them into this guy's mouth. Her mouth was too big!

Qian Rui really regrets it now. That day’s secret talk shouldn’t have allowed Mao Haifeng to see that list!

Because the Zhou family in Zhenhai is on that list.

Wang Zhi did not turn around and scolded him. His pupils shrank slightly. He was shocked to see the middle door of the mansion opposite wide open. Qian Zhancai, the Zhejiang patrolman, walked out slowly in Taoist uniform.

Opening the middle door is no longer a high etiquette.

Not to mention Wang Zhi, a maritime business leader, who has a status in the southeast with Qian Yuan, even if the Governor of Zhejiang Zhi, Hu Zongxian, would not open the middle door to welcome him.

Of course, the middle door opened this time was not for Wang Zhi, but for Qian Rui, who had not returned home for six years behind him.

The guard stood in two wings, Qian Yuan personally welcomed him out of the mansion, followed by three guard leaders, bowed and smiled, "Why did the owner of the Five Peaks come later?"

"Mr. Wang, a merchant, dare not come to the door rashly." Wang Zhi was a little at a loss. Under Qian Rui's reminder, he quickly walked forward to meet him, "Long... Longquan Gong, this is really..."

"Don't say that the sea merchants are restrained, so that they do not make a living by plunder, and turn into Japanese pirates. If the owner of the Wufeng ship went to war with Xu Hai, there would be many injuries." Qian Yuan said seriously: "It is only for the strange things in the South China Sea, and it can be used as grains. Qian He Renzhongzhanzhan to welcome him."

Wang Zhi swallowed awkwardly, turned sideways and winked. Qian Rui took out the gift list from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Yi.

This kind of gift list during the visit should be the subordinates of both parties and the staff communicated privately, but the Qian family did not have such a person, so Wang Yi had to take it and hand it to Qian Yuan.

"No?" Qian Yuan's expression turned cold, "That day, the owner of Wufeng ship patted his chest to guarantee?"

"Uh, this..." Wang Zhi laughed dryly, "The two groups of people, either bribery or robbed, failed. He has sent a third group of people."

"This is your business." Qian Yuan snorted, "I sent someone to deliver a post yesterday, why didn't I say... I cheated Qian out of the middle door to greet him!"

Wang Zhi was also drunk, it wasn’t me who forced you to open the middle door!
Chapter completed!