Although the Yang family has a house in Kunming City, the old man Yang Shiqin doesn't live easily. Yang Meng, the son possessed by a drug lord, will not easily let himself be in danger.

The most important thing is that Yang Meng was too powerful in Kunming City in the past. If there were enemies or something, it would be a problem. Since all the things that should be done on this trip have been done, Yang Meng did not need to stay in Kunming City.

Kunming is the location of the Governor's Office. It is very vigilant. It is better to come less if there is no special thing. Don't be taken by the court. Since I don't plan to come often, some things need to be purchased.

Not sure what would be needed in the future, Yang Meng simply spent thousands of taels of silver to sweep most of the shops in Kunming. From the rouge powder used by women to some auxiliary materials for making conchs, Yang Meng asked Ding Baojun to knock on the shops one by one. When the sun sets west, the group slowly left Kunming City, followed by a convoy of dozens of carriages.

Back to Wuzhuang and settled his team, Yang Meng went straight to his father Yang Shiqin's residence. The things were almost ready. If Cen Yuying had no problem, he would have recovered from his injuries in the past two days and it would be time to prepare for the drug manufacturing workshop.

To keep this matter secret, you still need manpower. Asking for money from your father is Yang Meng's purpose.

"Last brother, you are back! This trip has caused a lot of trouble. Governor He has heard from him. These ordinary people know that my star dou has been enlightened by the master. Baojun said that you have bought a lot of strange things and everything else is easy to say, but there is only one thing, so you are not allowed to touch the big smoke thing."

Obviously, Ding Baojun told the story of Yang Meng's interest in opium, otherwise Yang Shiqin would not have pointed out this matter specifically.

"Dad, don't worry! I won't touch the harming thing even if I kill you. There is a reason why I touch opium grass. The master said that it would be better to help him quit drugs than to kill cigarettes. Making random murders will cause trouble to the gods."

Yang Meng also asked Lao Ding on the road how he became a Jingjiehu in Kunming. Fortunately, he didn't beat anyone to death before, otherwise he would have to pay off his debts.

"I have some methods for this, but the effect is very light, it is not as good as the domineering opium. If you want to study it, you must not get addicted to smoking."

On the one hand, Yang Shiqin is restricted by the rules of teachings and teachings. On the other hand, he has seen countless smoke ghosts. It is easy to get involved in opium, but it is difficult to get out of it.

My son was finally enlightened by the master and became addicted to smoking, but it was his fault.

"Don't worry, always! My son is here this time, and he wants someone to come. Good knife hands give me thirty or fifty people, and give me some more money. I want to do a business."

When developing a new formula, you must come into contact with opium. It’s okay to fool me. Now Yang Meng lacks everything, and the most lacking is people and money. Only I, Yang Shiqin, can satisfy these for free.

"Oh... Baojun has already told me about this, please let him get the manpower for you! As for money, my Yang family has nothing else, the most is money. As long as you don't do evil, you can withdraw it as much as you want."

Unexpectedly, Lao Ding took the lead and told the matter himself. It seems that he will avoid the Yang family, the big manager, in the future.

"Thank you, Dad, I'm going back and resting."

After getting the benefits, Yang Meng wanted to get out, but Yang Shiqin closed the door and grabbed his son who was about to escape.

"I'll leave after dinner, I have something to say to you."

Yang Shiqin is so serious and must have something to say. Yang Meng passed it in his mind. The problem is probably because he was in the conversation with Cen Yuying.

The father and son slowly used a big meal, and Yang Meng's appetite was still amazing. It made me see Yang Shiqin nodded constantly. It was a blessing to be able to eat and drink!

"Xingdou, the Cen Yuying under your command is not a good person. He comes from the Guangxi Tusi family. Although his family has declined, he is still a famous family. He has a lot of things in his stomach. He supports whatever father you want to be. But if you can't control the commander, it's better to get rid of such a subordinate as soon as possible."

I am indeed a hero, and killing is just a gossip after dinner.

"My son knows that if you really don't use it, I will kill him."

Since the third brother of his family has the foundation, Yang Shiqin is not worried. Employing people is a big deal. He has to remind his son that this page has been revealed and there is nothing to say. After the father and son talked for a while, Yang Meng returned to his yard.

As soon as I arrived at the yard, Cen Yuying, the person who was talking about after dinner, was already waiting outside the door with a somewhat skinny old man.

"San Master, this is Mr. Jiang Shuxian, a famous Yunnan scholar who the student calls him."

"I can't be a famous scholar in Yunnan. I am just an old man who can barely survive with dozens of acres of thin fields. I wonder what the third master is talking about? I have nothing to do except for the geographical beauty of Yunnan."

Before Yang Meng could speak, Jiang Shu spoke first and pointed out his strengths in one sentence. Whether it could be used depends on Mr. Yang San’s choice.

"Then let's just say it clearly! What I want is the things in your belly, but the ugly words are in front of it. If you give them to me, no one can use them. If you can keep them, we can get together and part with you."

Since this old man was straightforward, Yang Meng did not cover up and directly stated his conditions.

"This is OK. I have a lot of children and grandchildren, but my livelihood is difficult. I came overnight to leave some family background for my children and grandchildren. As long as the price given by the third master is right, what do you say, what do you do?"

There is a reason why Jiang Shu came overnight. He studied half a day, but he only earned dozens of acres of thin land in half a lifetime. It was enough to support himself, but Jiang Shu had many children and grandchildren, all of whom were counting on dozens of acres of thin land, so he lived a very difficult life.

He was so dependent on himself and could still study, but his sons were in trouble. He was tied to dozens of acres of thin fields. He couldn't eat enough to eat, so he still had time to study, but if he didn't study, there would be no way out. Jiang Shu didn't want to see his children and grandchildren for now, so he was tied to dozens of acres of thin fields.

Cen Yuying went to his house and told the news that Yang Meng wanted to hire him, the old man was also very excited and followed Cen Yuying to Yang's Wuzhuang overnight.

"How much monthly salary do you want? Let's hear it."

Jiang Shu didn't say anything else, but only said that the family was full of children and grandchildren, just pointing to Yang Meng that he would not ruin Yang Meng's good things.

"The best silver pattern ten taels is the best, but it really doesn't work for five taels, so I've done it too."

A monthly salary of ten taels is already a lot. If a county magistrate does not count the money for good money, it will only be thirty-one taels a year. Five taels a month, sixty taels a year, and one stone of rice is 120 kilograms. Now it is worth more than two taels of silver, sorghum rice is even more cheap than nine cents of silver. With his own monthly salary, children and grandchildren will have a day to make a comeback.

"Let me do this! I will choose a piece of land tomorrow. If you choose well, I will give you a hundred silver dollars to settle down first. The monthly salary will be as follows 10 taels as you said. You know where to go if you choose well."

I also don’t know the salary ratio of the Qing Dynasty. It seems that the 500 silver dollars given to Cen Yuying made this little boy greedy. I have to ask Uncle Ding tomorrow, so I should not be a sucker.

"Xie San Master, I must do my best. I dare not say anything else. Yunnan is in love with its vigor. This old man still dares to boast. If the third master really gives silver, what's the harm in handing over Jiang's more than 100 pounds?"

When Jiang Shuxian heard the 100 silver dollar installment fee, he felt a little cloudy with his eyes as if he was emitting a green light. The old man also exaggerated Haikou in the tone of Green Forest.

"Yuying, please take Mr. Jiang to live with you! Let's have some food for you. We're going to go to the forest tomorrow and have a good rest."

Cen Yuying was a little thin. Jiang Shu was so angry that he was afraid that they would not be able to bear it tomorrow and would waste his time. Yang Meng also gave some instructions.

After the two left, Yang Meng couldn't sleep, so he called Lao Ding to ask about the consumption level of the Qing Dynasty, so he should not be a sucker for nothing.

"Uncle Ding, isn't my monthly salary of five taels of silver for the cobbler today a bit high? And the 500 silver dollars I gave Cen Yuying, how many things can I buy?"

When Ding Baojun heard this, he smiled. His third master knew that he was thrifty and was a big deal to ask about money!

"San Master, five taels of silver are a bit higher for those craftsmen, but it is not outrageous. The 500 eagle oceans given to Cen Yuying are too much. The price of this silver depends on the price of grain. Now one stone is good for rice and two or three taels of silver, which is a good year. One stone is good for rice and one hundred and twenty kilograms, which is enough for two or three people to eat a month.

That Yingyang is the best silver dollar, and it is worth nine points to the plain-patterned silver. Although the value is not as good as Benyang, the Yingyang is of good quality! Our business does not charge Benyang, but only Yingyang, or it is a good-patterned silver."

After Lao Ding said this, Yang Meng probably got a rough idea. This time he was cheaper and asked Lao Ding for thirty good players, so Yang Meng ended the day's busyness.

The next day, Yang Meng brought his team and the fifty good players given by Lao Ding to gather in Wuzhuang. Today, his main task was to select a site for the drug manufacturing factory.

"Mr. Jiang, I want to find a secret place near Wuzhuang, which is best to be easy to defend and difficult to attack. Do you see there is such a place nearby?"

I expressed my thoughts, and now it depends on Jiang Shuxian.

"Third Master, just call me Laojiang. Yangjia Wuzhuang is located at the foot of the west mountain in Kunming. It is adjacent to the west mountain and the south of Dianchi Lake. It is a good place to connect all directions. The place you are looking for is the best behind Wuzhuang. In the west mountain, there is a valley behind Taihua Temple, which is dozens of miles in radius. There is a mountain road in front of Dianchi Lake. There are two small hills at the entrance of the valley. A few giant cannons can block the entire valley. The same is true for the tail of the valley. There are also small hills that can overlook Dianchi Lake, but..."

When Jiang Shu first mentioned the terrain, Yang Meng was moved. This place was exactly what he wanted. But the guy just said, Yang Meng frowned.

"Just what?"

"The iron-smelting thing is produced in that valley. The blacksmiths in Kunming have some coal kilns and mine caves there, and there seem to be a few small copper kilns and lead kilns. I'm afraid they don't want to leave there."

Jiang Shuxian also tried his best. He asked Cen Yuying last night and did a lot of homework to get what he talked about today. In order to save this golden rice bowl, he also showed his real skills and even put forward the idea of ​​building cannons to lock the valley, which is contrary to the laws of the court.

"Uncle Ding, can those people have a solution?"

Now Ding Baojun has become Yang Meng's Changsui. The third master has just gotten his head, and the old man of the Yang family is worried. He wants people and money. It's okay to squander, but he is afraid that his third brother will break the sky.

"San Master, if you want to get the land, it's easy! Let's first look at whether you like it or not. As long as it suits your wishes, it will be yours."

As a wealthy merchant in the southwest, if the Yang family cannot handle these things well, the name of Yang Fo is probably going to be ruined.
Chapter completed!