The night is getting darker, and the gates of the official residence have already thanked guests.
With no other choice, Xu Mu could only take a group of people to find a large shed inn and stay there for the night. Early the next morning, he got up and walked to Guanfang.
"Bring all the scimitars, Li Xiaowan's tiger shield, those curved bows and daggers."
Entering the inner city, Xu Mu knew without thinking that too many iron weapons were kept and were stabbed to the official shop. Even if they were notarized, there would definitely be problems. He simply handed them over by himself, and maybe he could exchange them for some.
benefit.
"It's not easy for everyone to survive from Wangzhou." The old official who registered was exactly the same, with an old look, and the hand holding the pen was shaking slightly.
"Notarize and bring it together."
Xu Mu handed over a small stack of thick files from the side.
"A lot of."
"Let me take a look, ten scimitars and five curved bows..."
Xu Mu turned his head and looked around the scene around the official fort. Compared to the border gate, the inner city area, even though it was an official fort, had two stone lions looking in all directions.
Inexplicably, Xu Mu thought again of the old Wangzhou official who died for his country.
"The transfer of weapons to the national treasury is a matter of state. Every one of you is responsible for this. I will count you ten taels of silver in total."
"Thank you, sir."
Xu Mu has no dissatisfaction. Keeping these weapons in his hands can only be a disaster. He desperately gathered the weapons at the beginning because he was helpless at the border. But when he came to Tangjiang City, there should be no more robbery in a short time.
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"The dental cards you want to get are seventeen in total and cost forty-three taels. In addition, the two household registrations you want to change are still at war at the border, so you can only wait for another time."
"Come here and write down your names."
Xu Mu held the brush crookedly and wrote the last word. The old official frowned.
"No one in this world has the surname Gong, and what is the name of this 'Gong Dog'? I have to choose a new one."
Xu Mu turned around and found Gongou sitting on the top of the carriage, his face full of disappointment.
Perhaps he has experienced this kind of thing before. People with no surname, ugly appearance and disabilities are always disliked.
"From today on, if he has the same surname as me, his surname will be Xu."
"As a clan brother, I will give him a name, notify the official, and the tooth plate will read Xu Changgong."
"Write." The old official didn't react much and yawned lazily.
More than ten steps away, Gongou was kneeling on the roof of the carriage, hiding his head in his gray robe, holding back his hoarse cry, and kowtowing his head desperately.
Born to be wandering, he has no name or surname, like a bereaved dog who toils all day long in order to grab food.
Until I met the little boss in front of me.
"This is the open space near Tangjiang City. Since you want to open a wine shop, you should choose a place."
Picking up the file, Xu Mu looked at it carefully and found that they were all not very good places, far away from the streets and residential areas. The only advantage was that they were all on the bank of the Tangjiang River, so there would be no problem in getting water.
After hesitating for a while, there was no difference between the left and right, Xu Mu ordered one closer to the ferry.
The old official took the file and didn't bother to tell more information.
"Three hundred taels of silver. Once you pay the money, I will notarize the land deed for you."
Three hundred taels! I think back to when I was in Wangzhou, a huge old horse farm, it was only eighty taels, and it also came with weapons.
Xu Mu had less than 500 taels of silver in total, including the 300 taels he had received in exchange for his previous military exploits, and the 200 taels of remuneration for Li Xiaowan and the others, plus what was left over from before, but less than half of it had been spent on this journey.
Even if it is expensive, Xu Mu has no choice but to leave Tangjiang. It is estimated that prices in the inner city are almost the same.
In the decadent Daji Dynasty, an invisible knife was used to cut people's flesh and bleed them.
"This is the notarization of the land deed."
The old official in the official office was very satisfied with Xu Mu's performance and handed over the notarization. Before leaving the house, he did not forget to remind him.
"Master Xu is a foreigner, so be careful. The big locals have bad tempers."
The only big local companies are those old businesses with a long history of wine making. If Zui Tianxian is to rise, there will inevitably be conflicts of interest with these big companies.
After saying goodbye, Xu Mu got back on the carriage and drove to the open space near the ferry with the last dozen villagers.
"Master, I've seen it all." Zhou Zun came from behind on horseback. Without his scimitar, he could only carry an iron bow alone. At first glance, he seemed to have lost a bit of recklessness.
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"If we want to send private wine then, the west city gate will be congested, so we will have to go around twenty miles from the east city gate, which is not very convenient."
Xu Mu was not surprised by what he said. Good positions would have been taken by others earlier.
"Have you figured out the situation in Tangjiang City?"
Zhou Zun nodded, "I touched some, and found that except for some small miscellaneous households, there are four major households in total. Our ancestors have all contributed wine to the palace, and they are quite powerful in Tangjiang City."
"Is there anyone named Lu in the four major households?"
"It seems like there is a family."
Xu Mu frowned, this was not good news.
But there is no way. Zui Tianxian wants to make a name for himself, and Tangjiang is the best choice in the inner city. After all, most restaurant owners only come to Tangjiang City to choose wine.
On the first day of every month, for three consecutive days, there is Tangjiang City’s prestigious wine market.
If you want to make private wine and accumulate resources, Tangjiang City is undoubtedly the best choice.
After leaving Guanfang Street, it was already three o'clock in the morning, so Zhou Zun went to buy a few drawers of buns and steamed buns, and the group of people ate in the car with hot water. They really looked like destitute refugees.
Most of them were passers-by who had a sense of superiority and kept turning back and laughing.
Xu Mu didn't mind either. He put the last bite of the steamed bun into his mouth and then urged Si Hu to drive the carriage towards the small ferry in Tangjiang City.
"My boss, I've seen him, it's that shabby villager."
After walking for more than half an hour, Zhou Zun came back around the horse and spoke excitedly.
According to the records on the land deed, this village was also an old wine shop. For some reason, the business suddenly became unsustainable and the family moved.
"Wine jars, large stoves...and hundreds of empty altars. Boss, these things seem to be 80% new, so why don't the previous owners want them?"
"Maybe there is something urgent and I have to rush back to my hometown."
Xu Mu suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.
In Tangjiang City, there are four major old businesses, and they will definitely find a way to monopolize the entire Tangjiang private liquor business.
If you are obedient, I will let you drink the cold soup. If you are disobedient, you will be killed.
"Hey, how come there seems to be someone else in this village?"
Xu Mu was startled, then raised his head and looked forward, and found that from nowhere, more than a dozen big men walked out coldly.
Every big man has a short whistle stick on his waist.
"This...he's a stickman again. Could it be that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple?" Si Hu said in a funny tone.
Xu Mu sat on the carriage, glanced forward a few times, and was slightly speechless. There are three million stickmen in the Daji, so you can meet these kind of stickmen wherever you go.