"Sister, what's the use of your little piece of wood?"
Cheng Xi held a long, square piece of wood in his hand and wrote "Five Dou of Rice·Nanmen Grain Shop" on it, and it also had a stamp on it.
"Does this mean five buckets of rice?" Cheng Yu looked in disbelief.
Shuli nodded gently.
Li Si looked at the small piece of wood in his hand.
It is hard to imagine that this small wooden stick with a stamp can be exchanged for food anytime and anywhere, and the transaction is based on the weight of the food written in the book.
It's really incredible.
Li Si took another careful look at Shu Li who was drinking tea quietly. He could come up with such a substitute, which almost completely replaced a large number of grain transactions on the market.
Shu Li didn't feel anything about it at all.
After all, food is not a rare item, but a necessity, and it can only be obtained in Korea for a short period of time.
In her previous life, when Shu Li was in a history class, her history teacher suddenly changed the subject when she was talking about modern history and talked about an incident during the rise of Britain - the Tulip Incident.
Tulips were introduced to Western Europe from Turkey. At that time, tulips were small in quantity and high in price. They were regarded by the upper class as a symbol of wealth and glory. Speculators saw the business opportunities and began to hoard tulip bulbs, driving up prices.
Since then, the craze for buying tulips has spread into a national movement. People no longer buy tulips for their intrinsic value or for viewing, but in the hope that their prices will rise indefinitely and thus make a profit.
Until a British sailor ate a tulip bulb worth 6,700 guilders, people suddenly realized that tulips are just a kind of flower and not of such high value.
(PS: 1 Ming silver tael = 3.9 Dutch guilders)
Before the tulips were sold, everything was full of uncertainty. So everyone began to sell the tulips in their hands, and for a while, the price of tulips fell off a cliff.
Indirectly, it led to the decline of the Netherlands, which was the financial center of Europe at that time and was known as the "Sea Coachman".
If possible, Shuli would also like to replicate the wave of operations that "accidentally" occurred in the UK.
Of course, small tricks like buying deer from Chu are not impossible to replicate.
It's just that people nowadays are all crazy, and I'm afraid they will be noticed at a glance.
"Aren't you going to Han Yu's house today?" Shu Li looked at Li Si and asked suddenly.
Li Si raised his head subconsciously and then replied, "Actually, the cooperation with Han Yu has been decided for a long time. I have been to his house in the past few days just to increase his momentum."
Looking at the wooden stick in his hand again, Li Si sighed, "Businesses are divided into big and small. Small is like the common people buying rice; big is like Wenxin Hou Lu Jun discussing the country with business. After what I heard today, I realized that the world
They all underestimate business."
Shu Li couldn't help but nodded.
She had heard a lot about what kind of capital and what kind of people they were in her previous life, and she had been taught how terrifying they were since she was a child.
"However, in front of an absolutely sharp weapon, it's just a matter of one blow." Shu Li put down the tea cup and said calmly.
The King of Han was wearing court robes and a crown, and he was the first one in the front.
Standing on the left and right respectively were civil and military representatives also wearing court uniforms, Kaidi and Bai Yifei.
Behind him are Han Yu, Han Fei and other officials in the DPRK.
On both sides of the street, there were palace guards, honor guards, and people who "voluntarily" came to see him off.
Li Si saluted and said, "King Han, please rest assured that Qin and Han have always been friendly. The 100,000 troops at the Chen Bing border are just to help South Korea prevent the threat of Zhao. When I return home, I should ask the king to evacuate the 100,000 troops."
King Han just smiled coldly in his heart.
It's bullshit to help South Korea prevent Zhao State. I'm afraid it's not you, Qin State, who covets my country, Korea.
Although he thought so, King Han still maintained a friendly and peaceful smile, "Then there is the messenger. South Korea has always been courteous to Qin, and has been in alliance with Qin for generations. Chu State in the south, Zhao State in the north, and the Seven Kingdoms in the east
, is the one who truly has the heart to be hostile to Qin."
Li Si felt contempt in his heart, but he was also emotional.
In today's world, Qin is the only strong country, and a country as weak as South Korea can only follow the trend and linger on.
Just as Li Si was about to respond, he felt a pain in the back of his head, then his vision went dark, and he lost any reaction.
King Han stared blankly at Li Si falling to the ground. Then his pupils suddenly shrank and his expression changed drastically.
"There are assassins! Protect the king!"
"Protect the King!"
".Your Majesty, leave quickly!"
The guard finally reacted.
Korean soldiers gathered together to protect the King of Korea and evacuate.
Qin soldiers also quickly formed a battle formation, trying to protect Li Si's 'body'.
Soon, a rain of swords struck.
"Protect the King! Shield!"
"Raise your shield!"
Except for a small number of guards who did not have time to raise their shields, most of the guards quickly raised their shields to block the attack of arrows.
Han Fei and Han Yu were also guarded by the palace guards and returned to the temporarily safe city.
After Bai Yifei blocked the flying arrows, he glanced at King Han who was being guarded by a group of people, and then at Li Si's body which was dragged back to the carriage by Qin soldiers.
He didn't expect that Shu Li would be so ruthless and kill the Qin envoy directly.
A sudden strong wind suddenly struck, carrying a deadly hail of arrows.
After learning the lesson from the previous wave, the palace guards quickly raised their shields to block the seemingly fierce arrows.
Just when the guards were about to take a breath after blocking the rain of arrows, a fierce sword energy rushed towards them.
The imperial guards who were unable to resist were suddenly breached. Through the gap, one could see King Han standing in the center with a frightened face, and the open ground that blocked most of King Han's body.
"Come here! Protect the king!"
The gap was quickly filled by the guards who arrived.
The fallen corpses dyed the ground filled with arrows red, and they ran away from the musicians holding their heads in all directions. The civilians threw their shoes everywhere.
Screams, shouts, and cries were mixed together.
In this chaotic scene, a deep blue color slowly walked among it, and a few strands of hair flew lightly together with the red ribbon.
He holds a black sword in his right hand and holds it on his shoulder, while his left hand holds a white sword and points it diagonally to the ground.
Bai Yifei raised his eyes and saw Xuan Jian walking towards him.
Xuanjian also saw Bai Yifei dressed in red.
Their eyes intertwined in the air.
"Interesting." Bai Yifei raised the corners of his lips with an evil smile.
He saw a trace of sadness deep in Xuan Jian's seemingly arrogant and bloodthirsty eyes.
That's emotional pain.
Unexpectedly, a murderous and bloodthirsty killer could have a past of emotional trauma.
Xuanjian just glanced at Bai Yifei lightly and then withdrew his gaze, looking towards King Han who was not far away and was being guarded by layers of imperial guards.
His mission is to create chaos, create an opportunity for Shu Li to secretly seduce Li Si, and at the same time try to kill King Han.
Bai Yifei was thinking about whether to stop him or not, and to make a show, when a black shadow quickly ran into his sight.
A bright light flashed, and Bai Yifei's position was replaced by another masked man holding a dagger in both hands.
Bai Yifei, who dodged the attack, looked at the man and understood that Shu Li had specially prepared it for him.
So Bai Yifei raised the long sword on the ground, and the fight with the masked man became more and more fierce. The fight became farther and farther away, and he gradually moved away from this chaotic place.
And Xuanjian is getting closer and closer to King Han.