Chapter 12 Taizhou City 1
"Brother Shicheng..." Liu Ruohan's eyes showed a trace of reluctance.
"Go back quickly. Pay attention. Take a detour and go back from the north. Don't let anyone find out." Zhang Yang told me.
"I know..." Ruo Han lowered his head and pinched the corners of his clothes. The two hot words in his heart still didn't say them.
The footsteps are getting farther and farther away. Zhang Yang and the three of them have made great strides.
Although the wind is very slow, the salt ship can still sail for dozens of miles. They must rush to the next place in the dark: Dongtai, so that they can board the ship smoothly and meet Shishiyi on the ship. This operation came to a successful end.
Of course, it is not perfect. Although it has not been found, Qiu Yi's body has been placed on the road and found. The government will definitely know that Qiu Yi has been killed.
But it's also good. Qiu Yi did a lot of evil deeds. He was domineering in the salt farm, and his reputation spread dozens of miles away. Everyone knew that he had been killed, and they also took a breath of disgust.
As for who was killed, if the real murderer can't be found, he will definitely rely on the Bailian religion, which is already a common practice of the government.
Anyway, it's very noisy outside. The notice I saw in Pingjiang City last time to hunt down the fugitives of the Red Turban Army, aren't they all white lotus religion?
Several people accelerated their pace and went back and forth for nearly a hundred miles, which can be regarded as a forced march. And in order to cover people's eyes and ears, they take tortuous paths.
Take a break, eat a few big cakes with you, and drink some water in the water bag, which is a picnic.
Taking out the stone, Zhang Yang couldn't put it down and looked at it.
"Brother, isn't it just a stone? Is it so beautiful? Shi Xin asked curiously, looking at Liu Ruohan, he was not so focused. Does this stone have so much magic?
"Of course." Zhang Yang said casually, "This stone plays an important role for us." Zhang Yang couldn't say much, but his inner joy was overflowing with words.
Thick cocoons have been rubbed on their feet for a long time, and their legs have been sore for a long time, but the three of them are still moving forward.
Finally, when I arrived at Dongtai, before it was dark, I saw the small flag fluttering in the wind on the salt ship from afar.
"Brother, I'm back." Shide came to greet him.
"Hmm." Zhang Yang got on the boat and immediately lay on the deck.
"I'm exhausted!" Shi Xin also fell aside.
"Brother, go to the cabin and rest. We have two days to get to Taizhou. It seems that the wind is going to rise. It should be faster." Shi Yi said.
"Good." Zhang Yang stood up and got out of the cabin.
The cabin is full of a load of official salt. In Zhang Yang's eyes, this is a pen of silver. In each of them, there is a wrapped small bag, five taels of refined salt.
This time we are going to start business in Taizhou.
With that waist card, it will be convenient in the future. This is also an unexpected gain this time.
Sure enough, after nightfall, the east wind hunted. With the wind, the salt boat will have power and can reach Taizhou soon.
After passing Dongtai, the salt boat sailed out of the canal and followed a small river to Taizhou.
The south has been a water town since ancient times. The water network here is everywhere, and it is transported by boat, which is much faster than on land. This kind of salt boat is not very big, only about 15 meters long, about two meters wide, and half a meter of water. Therefore, all kinds of small rivers can come and go freely.
Under the strong wind, the salt boat came to Taizhou on the morning of the third day.
Taizhou, also known as Hailing, is also a relatively large city on the north bank of the Yangtze River. It is adjacent to Yangzhou and belongs to Yangzhou Road.
There are a few white clouds floating in the sky. In the background of blue sky and white clouds, the huge city shows a strong momentum. Floating in Huai Si, vast sky waves, the sea ** in the universe, and the river city in the annihemo.
The gurgling water in the moat is calm.
At the gate of the city, several Yuan soldiers stood lazily aside, holding spears and straddling their waist knives.
Anyone who enters the city will pay five cents to enter the city, and all of them will be paid to the recording department. In fact, because the number of people entering the city cannot be counted, most guards will be full of their pockets. Therefore, this small gate hole is also a fat shortage.
Zhang Yang is still responsible for dealing with these matters. He is the head of the salt-lifting team, and he has to deal with all these things by himself.
Zhang Yang had been familiar with the road for a long time. He took everyone and walked to the city gate cave with a creaking pole.
"Stand up!" As soon as the business came, several Yuan soldiers immediately came to their spirits.
"Send soldiers, we are the salt transporters of Gaoyou Baiju Salt Farm. We come to Taizhou to deliver salt. This is the document." As Zhang Yang spoke, he handed over the documents of Baiju Salt Farm and handed over the entrance fee to the military master.
"Let's go, let's go." There was no problem with checking the documents, and I got the money again, so I naturally let it go.
Just like last time, the soldiers are divided into two ways. Zhang Yang took Shixin to sell his refined salt everywhere, and Shide took others to send salt to the salt merchant.
"Sister, do you need refined salt in your house?" He knocked on the side door of a large family, and a graceful maid came out of it. Shixin immediately sold his refined salt flatteringly.
"Go, look at your poor dress, and stay where you are cool." With that, he squeezed his eyebrows, took small steps back and closed the door.
This maid looks very charming. How can she be so mean? Shi Xin shook his head.
"It's okay. Let's go to the next one." Zhang Yang said.
For the rich and unkind, snobbish, and judging people by their appearance, Zhang Yang has seen a lot of such people. It is the most difficult to open up the market. Once the market is successful, there will be a lot of money. In my own era, a salesman who had a talking mouth, observation, insight into people's hearts, and good at grasping the psychology of customers was a popular man.
"Bop out of the way, get out of the way." With a few shouts, several horses rushed in.
Immediately, there were fierce Mongolians. The two whips wrapped in large rings shook up and down with the bumps of the body. The whips hit the horse, and the horse spread its hoofs and ran wildly.
An old man on the road, carrying a load of firewood, had no time to dodge, and the horse had already rushed to his eyes.
Seeing that the horse was about to hit, Zhang Yang and Shi Cheng quickly pulled two of them forward and pulled him aside.
"Old man, are you all right?" Shi Xin asked.
The man on the horse did not slow down at all. He said wow and walked away.
The old man sat tremblingly on the stone and said, "Thank you to the two heroes for saving, or I will die!"
"Aren't they afraid of hitting people when they ride such a horse?" Zhang Yang said angrily.
"They hit them. They are Mongolians. Even if they trample on us southerners to death, they are just a donkey." Shi Xin looked at the direction of the horse's disappearance and said angrily.
This world is so unfair.
As he was talking, the door next to him opened again.
The mean maid just now opened her eyes angrily: "Why are you noisy here again?"
Suddenly, she stopped talking.
"Dad."
The old man in the middle is his father. He hasn't returned home since he came here six months ago.
"Xiao Feng, since you entered this courtyard, why are you becoming more and more impersonal? Don't learn from those rich and unkind. If it hadn't been for these two heroes just now, your father would have died.
Xiaofeng quickly made a blessing to Zhang Yang and Shixin: "Thank you for saving the two heroes."
"You're welcome." Zhang Yang said.
"Dad, why are you here?"
"I cut a load of firewood and picked it up in the city to sell it. The buyer asked me to send the firewood here." The old man said and coughed twice.
"Dad, this is my pay for the past few months. You can take it home."
Shi Xin took a look and immediately said strangely next to him, "The best refined salt, one hundred yuan per catty. The goods are real, and the children are not bullied.
"I see. Come in with me." Xiaofeng said.
Another household is done! Zhang Yang was secretly happy. This scholar is becoming more and more capable of doing business.