People from the north ride horses and people from the south ride boats. On February 2nd, ships of all sizes can be seen everywhere on almost all rivers.

A small black-sailed boat was struggling to go upstream on the Qiantang River. Fortunately, it was the southwest wind today, which was quite leveraging, but it did not arrive in Hangzhou until the afternoon.

"Carry good items, don't leak it!" The boatman shouted loudly at the bow of the boat. More than a dozen people hurried out of the cabin with their packages. There were young women holding children, strong men with thick hands and feet. The last old man with wrinkles on his face took a young man off the boat, carrying a big bag on his shoulders.

"Uncle Tian San, the dusk is still here, so I won't take it back." The boatman helped, "Tsk tsk, only the third uncle in the village has such ability. Such a big deer, don't take action if you don't have two taels of silver later!"

Tian San chuckled, exchanged a few greetings and took his son towards the market, but cursed: "A lazy guy, I'm still so lazy after going to Zhenhai for more than a month. I haven't eaten enough whips yet?"

Tian San's son muttered: "Who knew that you would run into this muntia when you went up the mountain the morning, and you would also get it to Fuyang to sell..."

"Xiaoshan can only sell one tael of silver at most, so you can run a few more steps, you are lazy!" Tian San cursed, his face full of wrinkles... In later generations, people believe it, but in fact they are only in their forties this year.

Xiaoshan later generations belonged to Hangzhou City, but in the Ming Dynasty, it was in Shaoxing Prefecture and the county town could not be sold. It either went along the Xixing Canal to Shanyin Kuiji, or along the Qiantang River to Fuyang. In comparison, Fuyang can naturally be sold at a higher price.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Tian San took his son all the way to the county government. He finally found a fellow villager to make a seat and put out a living yellow muntjac in the bag and the fresh spring bamboo shoots dug in the morning from another bag.

Yellow muntjac is not a particularly rare wild game, but are yellow muntjacs living on the market rare? Someone came up to ask for the price soon? Tian San quoted a price of 2 taels and 5 cents, which immediately scared everyone away.

Two taels and five cents don’t mean much? But it’s not a small number in ordinary families? It’s almost equivalent to four stone rice, about 600 kilograms in later generations? How many months can a family of five eat it!

"Hey, the living yellow deer." A middle-aged scholar stopped? He looked at him curiously? "How much?"

Tian San glanced at the other party, then looked at another scholar beside the other party, stretched out three fingers, "Sanliang."

"Zi Xiu..." Zhao Zhenji stopped as soon as he spoke? Mr. Huang had already paid the money.

"The bamboo shoots are not bad either? It's quite fresh." Master Huang looked down and said, "Dongweng, I'll have a good time tonight!"

The two of them left the mansion in casual clothes, and there were people following behind them. The two men followed and carried the bamboo shoots and yellow deer.

Master Huang patted Huang Mu's head with satisfaction? "Dongweng, let's go."

"No need to go." Zhao Zhenji said to the distance? "That Bijiashan just left."

Bijiashan naturally refers to Hai Rui. Hai Qingtian is now very famous in Hangzhou Prefecture?                                                                                                                    �

Zhao Zhenji is very interested in this Hai Gangfeng? Because he found out during the account check? Fuyang County is the only one who does not pay regular silver to his boss. He is either very greedy and stupid, or very honest.

Zhao Zhenji thought for a while, turned around and went back to the stall just now, squatted down and asked, "Today's Spring Farming Festival on February 2nd, don't the old man go to the fields to farm?"

Tian San's son glanced at Zhao Zhenji and muttered in his heart, "You are still an elder..." You may not be as old as your father in this way!

Tian San grinned and showed his mouth that was missing three teeth, "It's time, it's time, it's better this year. After selling this muntjac, I can get more mulberry seedlings when I go back."

"Mulberry seedlings?" Zhao Zhenji frowned, "Don't you plant rice?"

"Growing rice is not worth it." Tian San lamented, "A few years ago, my family planted mulberry trees and cotton, but unfortunately my life has not been peaceful in recent years. Japanese pirates often come to Xiaoshan to rob, and even mulberry leaves and cotton can't be sold, and they can't fill their stomachs... In the end, they had to cut and change to rice."

When Tian San said this, tears flashed in his eyes. When he cut down the mulberry trees, the whole family was crying loudly.

"At most, you can't starve to death." Tian San's son complained: "There are also weaving... Not to mention buying a few pieces of clothes during the Chinese New Year, you can't bear to use salt and oil even on weekdays!"

"The low-gu is hurt by the farmer?" Master Huang murmured in a low voice.

"But this year's life is better." Tian San rubbed the back of his dark hand and smiled, "Many people came to the village to collect mulberry leaves and cotton. This year, they have reclaimed several acres of land at home, and they all planted mulberry trees and cotton, and were preparing to raise silkworms. The cocoons were sold again."

Zhao Zhenji frowned. If all the farmers in the southeast were like this, food would become a big problem.

Mr. Huang is a native of Zhejiang and asked: "Mulberry seedlings and cotton seedlings are not cheap. How many can old people buy? Young silkworms are not sold everywhere."

"There is no need to buy it." Tian San's son rushed to say: "There are people who are on us to credit, but the cocoons can only be sold to them."

"You know!" Tian San scolded unhappily.

"Dad, if my son hadn't heard people say that he could make a small silkworm in Zhenhai, you wouldn't have known that you were in the village."

"Zhenhai?" Mr. Huang asked with great interest: "Have you gone to Zhenhai? Have you sold goods? I heard that the city is now in a city to trade, and it is very lively."

Tian San and his son shook their heads together and said in unison: "The government collects labor service to build roads."

"But it's not a group. The little old man was in June last year, and he was in October last year." Tian San said: "The corvee service is rotated every few years. No matter how many times it is, it's not like to bring your own dry food. If you fall ill, you will most likely die in a foreign land, but this time... you have never heard of it!"

Master Huang turned his head and looked at Zhao Zhenji, smiled and said a few words, and then rounded the bamboo shoots on the ground. Tian San continued to say.

"Every day is full of rice, and there is a meal of fish in two days. Although I am tired of working, I eat well and no one scolds me..."

"Who said there was no..."

"That's your lazy bone. You can sleep in the corner at midnight. If you don't suck, who will you suck?!" Tian San gave his son a back of his head, "He went there in October and even got a winter clothes."

Zhao Zhenji's eyes fell on the young man, his style was a bit strange and his stitches were not delicate, but they were bulging and looked very warm.

"It was the day when I was whipped ten times..." Tian San's son laughed and said, "Everyone has been working, but I am still in the dark. I happened to meet a big man who came to inspect and gave me a winter clothes. What's the point of "A man and his horse are missing..."

"It's a blessing to have a loss of his horse." Master Huang smiled and said, "What big man did you meet? Isn't it because of money beheading you?"

Tian San's son said regretfully: "But there is no blessing, he is the owner of the Five Peaks."

"Speaking of this, the owner of the Wufeng ship is not a Japanese pirate, right?" Tian San touched his head.

"Dad, of course not." Tian San's son curled his lips and said, "The Japanese pirates are here to rob. Have you seen any Japanese pirates give them clothes and food? The rice and fish on the construction site were bought by the owner of the Wufeng ship!

Zhao Zhenji and Master Huang looked at each other and knew it. Not to mention the essence of rice and fish, Wang Zhi also went out to build a wharf, but later he deducted the tax silver.

Master Huang sighed and said that it was the best time for the people to live between the 30th and 32th years of Jiajing.

Zhao Zhenji also sighed, but unexpectedly, Wang Zhi had a good reputation among the people.

After one day, Zhao Zhenji began to consider whether to bypass Hu Zongxian and Qian Yuan and directly contact Wang Zhi.

There is no doubt that Wang Zhi was the most critical person. He was recruited and surrendered, offered Xu Hai's head to establish a city for business.

But in Zhao Zhenji's opinion, Wang Zhi is probably the easiest person to break through. As long as he can break through, the secret between Wang Zhi, Hu Zongxian, Qian Yuan and Wang Zhi will be completely exposed in front of Zhao Zhenji.

He reached out and pressed the ground. It was too long for him to squat down. Zhao Zhenji's legs were sore. Master Huang was counting money and rounded the dozen or so bamboo shoots left on the ground.

"I'm stupid!" Tian San took the copper plate, hit his elbow and stared at his son who was not far away.

"Dad, that's the owner of the Five Peaks."

With this sentence, Zhao Zhenji turned his head with his eyes shining. A middle-aged man with a slightly white temple and a square head and big ears were walking around with interest. His followers around him threw out a few corners of silver from time to time to buy something.

Is this Wang Zhi and Wang Wufeng, the largest maritime business leader in the southeast in the past decade?

Although Wang Zhi did not directly participate in the plunder of the coast, most of his men under his command attacked the coast. After the Battle of Ligang, he was recognized as the largest leader among Japanese pirates.
Chapter completed!