Zhang Huan actually had a pretty good drinking capacity, but it was a pity that this was the first time in his life that he encountered soju. As a result, he drank a dozen glasses and got under the table.
Several of his followers carried the disgraced little Yameni back, explained to Commander Zhang and were scolded. Finally, Commander Zhang left the calm follower behind and asked, "Did you see it clearly? It's true.
The badge of the Palace Commander’s Mansion?”
The attendant said softly: "The goods are genuine, and the young man also told Xiao Langjun that he is just a man who runs a shop and farm for Gao Qiu, and is not involved in other things, and... although he is smooth, he really has no
The smell of an old official!"
Commander Zhang shook his head: "It's difficult to say that there are no Gao Qiu and other subordinates following him. Is there anything wrong with this traitor?"
"No, Xiao Langjun has a bold personality, and his chat with Song Yuhou was very speculative."
"That's good. Tomorrow you will send a letter of money in the name of this treacherous son, and tell him that if anything happens to the palace commander's house, feel free to come look for him!"
"I understand, little one!"
The next day, Song Wen looked at a gift box on the table with a dumbfounded look... He had been living in the Song Dynasty for two years, and he always made others make money and gave others a lot of money.
This was the first time someone gave him money as a bribe... Although the attendant said it was Zhang Huan's intention, Song Wen understood that this must be the intention of Commander Zhang Dongcheng who couldn't bear to see him.
This time Song Wen went straight to the point and told the personal attendant who came alone that there was indeed no inspector behind him and that his only purpose of coming here was to find a trade route... a way to make a fortune.
Song Wen didn't say the rest.
The attendant knew that this was because he was not of a high level... but he still invited Song Wenming to the banquet, saying that his young man fell in love with Song Yuhou at first sight and wanted to invite Song Wen to a banquet at Denghai Tower in the North City of Dengzhou to taste the fresh seafood.
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Song Wen readily agreed.
After the guests left, An Chun suppressed a smile... "Brother, no wonder everyone in this world wants to be an official. The bigger the better... A Yuhou in this handsome palace can let a foreign commander secretly bribe his subordinates. How much face does it cost?"
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Song Wen curled his lips: "I don't care... Isn't it the easiest thing to make money? Let's go... let's go to the city to see if there is anything interesting. Let Daruch feed the horses at home..."
"okay……"
Dengzhou Fucheng is not small in area, but most of the houses inside are a bit shabby. There are also a lot of people coming and going in the market, and most of the richly dressed people are riding cars or riding horses. It seems that the number of horses is even higher than that in Qingzhou City.
After asking about it, it turns out that this place has some trade with the Bohai people's caravans and fleets. The Bohai people are good at raising horses. Although the current Bohai people were forcibly exterminated by the Khitans and most of the tribes were forcibly moved to other places, there are still some
People move around the Koryo Peninsula, trafficking and trading... But there is no telling when these people will suddenly change their identity and be able to rob and plunder with swords.
There are always people taking risks to travel near the coastline. Song Wen saw with his own eyes that some Koreans were trading in the market in Dengzhou.
There are also some Bohai people wearing Mohe fishing and hunting style clothing, but these people are more rough, and they only trade things like horses and medicinal materials.
Song Wen sat at a wonton stall and ate wontons with An Chun. Then Song Wen held a bowl and asked the boss: "Old man, are all these foreigners from the sea?"
"Come back, guest officer, that's about it! Some of them have already changed their clothes and clothes like those of the Han people, and you can't even tell them apart!"
"Does the government not care? How did they enter the customs? Did the Dengzhou navy just let them come and go at will?"
The old man sighed: "If we drive all these people away, life in Dengzhou Prefecture will be even more miserable! Our place is very poor, short of money, food and everything except salt... So we can only treat these people
If people turn a blind eye, they will have more contacts, the government will be able to collect more taxes, and the merchants will be able to make some money."
"Well, it would be great if the imperial court could let go of Dengzhou's maritime trade."
"I heard that during the Song Dynasty, there were only a few sea cities in Fuzhou that opened sea trade. They were wealthy places, and they sold silk, tea, and porcelain... We can only buy here and have nothing to sell!"
Song Wen nodded and continued to think about something.
An Chun drank up the soup in the bowl and wiped his mouth... "Brother, why is this wonton soup so delicious?"
Song Wen smiled and said: "There are shrimps in the soup, and there seems to be some kelp and so on... It's naturally delicious."
The boss, who was stirring the soup pot, said in surprise when he heard this: "I heard that the guest officer is your first time here in Bianliang, right? He actually knows the little old man's secret to making wonton soup. Amazing, amazing!"
Song Wen suddenly asked: "What's the price of kelp?"
The old man wondered: "The guest is talking about the thick pig's tooth vegetables? Not many people eat those things, they are all used to feed the pigs! The younger one only pickled the vegetables and meat from the roots of the pig's teeth and used them to make soup.
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Song Wen was stunned for a moment and shook his head... It's quite luxurious. It seems that you can pay attention to kelp. There is a lack of salt in the Song Dynasty. To put it bluntly, there is a lack of salt in the mainland of the Song Dynasty! The fundamental reason is that the salt and iron monopoly is controlled by the government and wealthy businessmen.
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But if these worthless kelp and sea vegetables on the beach are directly pickled with sea salt, can they avoid government inspections and be sold to the mainland so that people can have something that can slightly replace table salt?
Sea salt... Song Wen had personally seen the salt fields in the north in his previous life. Large areas of wetlands were introduced into seawater, and then natural evaporation was used to obtain coarse salt, which was then crushed and screened to remove impurities...
Song Wen shook his head. He didn't have the strength to make his own salt now, and Gao Qiu wouldn't be able to protect himself if his secret was exposed. The salt fields of the Song Dynasty were all from the Jiangnan generation, and it is said that Fuzhou has the largest salt field of Jiangnan salt merchants.
Half of them are burning mountains and boiling the sea to make brine, and then refining salt. There is also a salt lake in Xixia that is rich in green salt, which is very popular in the northwest region. Well salt is produced in Bashu, and some well salt is also produced in Yunnan, Guizhou and other places...
...And these well salt production areas, without exception, are all controlled by the government and large salt merchants, and these people continued this monopoly method of plundering people's wealth until the Qing Dynasty!
The luxury and wealth of Jiangnan, especially Suzhou and Hangzhou, as well as Jinling, are half supported by tea, porcelain, silk, and the other side is the hugely profitable salt monopoly.
Next to the City God's Temple, several beggars were sitting under a big tree. At this time, a little beggar was sneaking next to a beggar who was resting in a broken bamboo hat and whispered: "I have been listening for a while, it is indeed Bianliang
He's from over there! Yesterday, the Yanei from conductor Zhang's house was having a drink with him... and was later carried back to his residence."
The beggar in the bamboo hat sat up, pushed up the bamboo hat to reveal a pair of big dark eyes... and asked in a low voice: "Find someone to go to that inn and ask if Zhang Huan will meet him again!"
A beggar next to him wiped his dirty face and whispered: "Miss..."
"Get out! Don't call me..."
"Ah! Oh...sister, do you really want to kill Zhang Yanei in Dengzhou City?"
"Yes, he killed my fiancé...I want to avenge him!"
The maid dressed as a beggar shrank in fear... "But this is not at sea. If we kill someone, we can't escape! Besides, the young lady would rather die than marry the third young master of the Wu family.
Well……"
The beggar in the bamboo hat raised his head, and his dirty face could not cover up his beautiful big eyes and beautiful facial features. At this time, he revealed a pair of small tiger teeth and said fiercely: "It's not his turn to kill me, it's my fault.
Dad was almost angry to death... I must kill him to let him know that we Bohai people are not easy to mess with!" This chapter has been completed!