Chapter 48 Auction Salt Introduction

"Can you ask your brother to have a few drinks to show your feelings?" The white-faced scholar said.

"Oh, you're welcome. How can you talk about this little thing? By the way, Shixin, return the money bag to others. Zhang Yang said.

"Oh, I see, brother." Shi Xin reached out and handed the white-faced scholar's money bag.

The white-faced scholar took the money bag, took out a few taels of silver from the middle, and said, "This little silver is not respect, just take it as a little brother to thank you for your help." The tone is indescribably polite.

"Where, where." Shi Xin said and reached out to pick up the money. He just returned such a heavy purse to him. He was really reluctant. Since he was willing to give himself money, of course he was disrespectful.

"Bang!" Zhang Yang slapped Shi Xin on the arm. Shi Xin agreed and immediately shrank back without squeaking.

It's really not promising! Zhang Yang thought.

"Brother, I'm going to see the outside. It's what my generation should do. If you give me money, you will look down on me." Zhang Yang said.

"Where, where, little brother, that's not what I mean." When the white-faced scholar heard this, his face turned red and said, "As soon as I saw the two brothers, I had a very familiar feeling. I was very close to the two brothers. I invited you two to my brother's house to talk about it. Is it convenient?"

Although the words were generous, I could still feel that the tone was a little awkward, and Zhang Yang secretly said that it was strange.

"No, we still have something important to do. Let's say goodbye." Zhang Yang said.

Turn around and look at the thief next to him. He has fallen on the ground and doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

"That little brother sent the two brothers to the stage." The white-faced scholar said.

He saw the two of them go further and further, and his face was already pink at some point.

"Brother, why don't you ask for money? At first glance, he is a rich man in a salt merchant. He is willing to give us money for nothing. Why don't you want it? Shi Xin asked.

"Are you willing to owe others money or someone else?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Of course it's money. If you owe money, you can still pay it back. If you owe it, you can't pay it back!" Shi Xin said.

"That's right. I just let him owe us a favor. Maybe we need his help in the future!" Zhang Yang said.

"But we don't even know his name." Shi Xin said.

What is called is also fake, Zhang Yang thought of it secretly. Through the close observation just now, he has seen that the other party has no throat knot at all. Although he wears a men's robe and talks and behaves like a rich man, he can't hide his affectation. How can his white face be a man?

The woman dressed up as a man and went out to play. She didn't even bring a family with her. She must have sneaked out of the house. She also said that she went to his house and went back to his house. It was strange that he was not scolded to death by his parents.

The two walked through the downtown, walked through a few streets, and finally came to the legendary Yan Yin street.

The buildings on both sides have become large households with high walls. Many salt merchants have set up their houses on this street. The near-water platform gets the moon first. Living here seems to be able to take the lead.

The country produces more than 2 million salts every year, of which nearly 900,000 are the salts of Lianghuai. All the salt of Lianghuai needs to be bought here in advance. It can be imagined how rich profits there are. If Yangzhou is the center of Lianghuai salt, then this is the center of Yangzhou salt industry.

Life does not want tens of thousands of households, but I hope that the salt will benefit the west; life does not want a golden house, but I hope the salt merchants will be rich. The big farmer's salt is folded, and the people dare not compete for the cone knife; the salt merchant was originally a son of a cheap family, and he was alone with the Wang family.

Zhang Yang and Shi Xin walked while looking at the scenery on both sides. They didn't know how to get involved with the salt merchant.

Suddenly, the pedestrians around him hurried to a big house in front of them.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Zhang Yang stopped a man next to him and asked.

"Of course, I went to buy salt. I haven't got salt for more than a month. This time, even if the price is higher, I have to take dozens of salt, or I can't do this business." The pedestrian said in a hurry.

It turns out that these hurried pedestrians are all small salt merchants. They don't have the government as the backstage, so they can only buy some salt here, otherwise the sound of salt selling can't be done.

"Let's go and see the fun." Zhang Yang said and quickly followed forward.

There were more and more people in front of him. Zhang Yang and Shixin followed the crowd to the front of a big house.

This is a huge "living room". The roof is more than three feet high, all supported by huge wooden pillars. The beams are also painted in red, which looks very dignified. The ground is a huge bluestone floor, which is flat and clean.

At this moment, there are already crowds here. Everyone is crowded inside, looking at a person surrounded by them in the center with anxious eyes.

This man stands on an eight-immortal table, half taller than others, wearing a cyan cloth robe, a black hat on his head, and a two-scurved mustache. He looks very shrewd.

"Today, there are a total of 200 salts. Everyone competes for the auction price. Those who are high will get it!" He said loudly.

Everyone stopped talking and stared at a roll of salt in his hand.

"Which salt farm is this salt? Last time I took the Fengli salt farm. Not only was it a long way, but it took me a whole month to mention salt!" A salt merchant said.

This salt introduction also depends on which salt farm you go to to to pick up salt. Some salt farms have a long way to go, and no matter how to send salt, you have to rent a boat to transport it. It takes time back and forth. If the waiting period for salt withdrawal is longer, it must be a loss-making business.

"Where is the destination of salt introduction? The Red Turban Army has been very happy recently. If the salt is transported through these places, it will be dangerous. Another salt merchant said.

"Don't worry, my salt guide is our Gaoyou Baiju salt farm in the north, which is transported along the Yangtze River to Hezhou. The road is close. There are also salt boats in other salt farms. It's convenient to carry salt. Do you want any?"

White Pupe Salt Farm? Pingjiang Road? Everyone began to talk about it.

"This salt farm is really not far away, and the quality of the sea salt produced is good. I shipped it once last time and made a profit."

"No, the output of this salt farm is a little low. It will take a few months to finish these two hundred salts."

White Pupe Salt Farm? Isn't it our salt farm? Zhang Yang and Shi Xin looked at each other. Although they were transporting salt, it was the first time they saw the process of selling salt.

"I'll pay two taels of silver!" A voice shouted.

Zhang Yang looked at it, and it was the little salt merchant who was just pulled by him to ask for directions.

"Two taels of silver? So little?" Zhang Yang couldn't help sighing.

"Buy a salt guide for two taels of silver, the principal will be calculated separately, and the tax will also be paid." A small salt merchant next to him gave him a white look. What a bun!

Zhang Yang suddenly felt so ashamed that he couldn't raise his head. These two taels of silver originally referred to the money to buy this salt introduction. That is to say, if the big salt merchant sells salt alone, he can make a lot of money. One two taels, and this two hundred taels is four hundred taels. If you change hands, you can make so much money! No wonder the big salt merchants are all rich.

"I'll give you two or five points!" He couldn't help it and began to raise the price.

Shit, isn't this an auction? If the price is high, who came up with this idea?

"I'll pay five taels!" A voice came from outside.

Everyone was shocked, five taels? Isn't it too generous for this guy to take action?

Zhang Yang, like everyone else, looked at the place where the sound came out.

A graceful man came in and looked at him like that, as if he was not here to buy salt, but to recite poems and paint.

Seeing the appearance of the other party, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be surprised. Isn't this the white-faced scholar who had just been stolen from the money bag in the downtown?

The world is indeed very small.

(I got up at five o'clock in the morning to code words. About the salt introduction system of the Yuan Dynasty, I checked the information for a long time. I must show you a real Yuan Dynasty. Zhang Shicheng is a private salt dealer, but he is a private salt dealer under the guise of official salt. This is destined to have a different private salt sales process. Eleventh: Taking the boat to transport salt as a business, it is a private anniper. I hope you like this book!)