In front of Hutoushan Bridge, passers-by are not used to paying money to cross the bridge. There are too many crowds and they are lined up in a long line of crooked and slanted like dragons and snakes.

When Lu Ada was at the time, the old boatman looked at the flag on the trolley and did not dare to confirm it casually. He quickly looked at the two people talking and joking on the other side, raised his chin to signal.

One of them was wearing a public uniform of a yamen office worker, black and red, and was talking loudly. The other smiled and nodded, echoing a few words, looking a little careless, and most of them seemed to be perfunctory.

The old boatman glanced over and the yamen's tolerance immediately reacted. He looked at the old man who had lost his water business and was arranged by Mr. Bai to collect money here. His eyes were quickly attracted by the flag on the trolley. He quickly reacted and looked at the open stake arranged by Mr. Bai beside him.

The man's roots are in Wangjia Village at the foot of Wulong Mountain. After seeing something different, he casually glanced at the wheelbarrow at the bridgehead, nodded without hesitation, and signaled to let go.

The old boatman knew it in his heart, then let go of the rope made of five-colored lines and smiled and said, "Mr. Bai's flag! You can avoid paying the bridge. Go over!"

Lu Ada was surprised and happy, and said to himself: "The shopkeeper of the north and south goods did not lie to me. With this flag, I can save a penny of money to cross the bridge."

Then, he remembered that when he crossed the river, he was riding on the boat that an old boatman had ferry. If he had a large bag of carry-on luggage, he would have to spend at least seven or eight cents of money across the river.

As soon as he entered and exited, the old boatman lost at least 70% of his hard-earned money. How could he nod and agree?

The truth is that with this bridge that collects money across the river, the boatman family does not have to work as hard as the wind and rain.

With this bridge, the number of people willing to cross the bridge has increased significantly. Anyway, the cost is much less than before, and it saves a lot of time and scenery. Why not do it?

Furthermore, at such a cheap cost, more and more people were willing to go to Beixiang to visit relatives soon.

In addition, driven by the single-handed help of pushing a wheelbarrow into the mountains, the popularity of several Beixiang cities has gradually skyrocketed, attracting more and more people to come and trade.

In this way, I don’t know how many mountain goods that were originally rotten in the deep mountains and forests appeared in front of the world like mountain torrents.

This online acquisition, unified purchase, distribution, underwriting, wholesale, and retail sales. I don’t know how many people benefit from it. It can be said that the money they earn is so much that they have lost.

Just for the money for crossing the bridge with a copper plate, Lu Ada Qianen thanked Mr. Bai with gratitude, and then pushed the wheelbarrow across the bridge.

Not far ahead is Hutou Mountain, one of the many branches of Wulong Mountain, with abundant grass and trees, lush and green, as if the sky is blue.

There is a large tea garden at the foot of Hutou Mountain, which is lush and dripping, and it is so lovely. The fragrance of plants and trees is floating far and far away.

Going further forward is the tea grain. The famous market in the market has recently become popular, specializing in purchasing tea, camellia oil and other mountain products that have been littered out from thousands of villages in the mountains.

Especially the latter, it is not an exaggeration to be as expensive as silver, but only wealthy families can afford such high-quality oil that are ridiculously expensive.

When Lu Ada saw the crowds of people nearby, the fragrance of tea scattered everywhere. There were countless tea customers buying tea, tasting tea, and setting up tea stalls on the spot, and he was secretly surprised.

"I haven't left for a few days, and the Beixiang Chawu has changed. I'm just dreaming!"

In fact, the biggest buyer in the tea market is Mr. Bai, the owner of Xiaonanmen.

No matter how mixed camellia oil you get, it will become extremely clear when you arrive in his oil mill, with a pleasant golden color, and no odor.

For this recipe for purification and deodorization, someone offered a high price of 5,000 taels of silver.

Unfortunately, Mr. Bai never lacks money. He just bought a large amount of camellia oil and then refined it. The backhand price was doubled. The wealthy families in the city still had to accept Mr. Bai's favor.

In this way, the tea seeds that no one wanted in the mountain suddenly became a hundred times worth. Even elderly people and children who cannot resist heavy life can pick up tea seeds under the tea tree, dry them and squeeze them into oil, and exchange them for white money.

With this alone, the most valuable thing appeared in the mountain goods at present. After Mr. Bai turned the decay into magical hand, it immediately became a top-notch oil with no market value.

Those wealthy merchants who failed to buy secret methods at high prices failed and made another plan. They sang everywhere the camellia oil from the Bai family in Xinxian County, Xiangyin, and secretly encouraged the provincial capital's Grain and Oil Bureau to include this item in the tribute list.

Who knew that after Mr. Bai learned about this, he transformed camellia oil into industries such as medicine, essence, and women's makeup.

For example, Qingling Pills that are harmonized with tea oil can clear heat and remove dampness, kill insects and detoxify.

The sponge cake made of tea oil, while it is steaming before it is released, sprinkle a thin layer of green tea powder, and then add a hot tea water, which has become a popular food in Xinxian County, Xiangyin.

Lu Ada pricked up his ears and opened his eyes wide. He really heard a lot of good news in the various businessmen in Chawu, and his eyes were filled with white money.

He saw that tea seeds were of great value at first sight, and his heart was filled with the imagination of making a fortune, and almost forgot about his business.

Coincidentally, Mr. Bai's reputation was everywhere, which made Lu Ada calm down quickly. He found that he was thinking too far away. He sighed deeply and continued to push the wheelbarrow into the mountains.

What you saw and heard along the way really opened Lu A's eyes. The rugged mountain road was replaced by the gentle winding mountain road.

Although the new road is a little longer, it is easier to walk, and even a unicycle can easily cross mountains and hills.

As for those villages separated by mountain streams, they could only wade through water, but were connected by a stone bridge to both ends, and the natural chasm turned into a smooth road.

Lu Ada walked on a new road that was not run over by a wheelbarrow and walked into the depths of Wulong Mountain.

The destination he went to was Sanmenyuan Village, more than 30 miles away from the county town, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the Harbin River, Huaiyu River and Zhuji River pass through the village.

The name of the village is that there is a mountain with a long peak and towering mountain on the east and west sides of the village. Together with Chijin Mountain shaped like a rice steamer in the north, standing at the entrance of the village at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the village at the foot of the mountain, it is like a door open in the sky, two small doors on the left and right form a gate, and three rivers passing through the village become its name.

As soon as Lu Ada pushed the wheelbarrow approached, a young man from the village yelled and applauded, then turned around and ran into the village.

Not long after, all the households in the village carried their backs and carried them on their backs. Lu Ada took a look and found that they were all mountain goods stockpiled by mountain people.

Neither party has money on it, so they can only trade in barter.

Iron sheets of different sizes and thicknesses are the most widely used in mountains where iron tools are in short supply.

After giving it to the blacksmith to create it, machetes, cutting knives, hoes, pitchforks and other farm tools are essential for the mountain people.

As for the salted fish brought by Lu Ada, it was so salty that it was quite popular.

At the moment when the official business is expensive, for mountain people who do not have enough money to buy private salt and are extremely short of salt, it is the most intimate foreign goods and can almost be used as hard currency.
Chapter completed!