Zhao Fuxiang, Li Zhengdao and others did not bring much luggage, so they got off the boat quickly. The pier is closest to Yongxing Gate, so naturally the group planned to enter the city from here.

When he arrived at the city gate, Zhao Fuxiang discovered that the prosperity of Guangzhou was only superficial. At the gate, in addition to a large number of vendors preparing to enter the city to sell vegetables, grains and pork, there were also groups of beggars.

Yongxing Gate is not a big city gate, but there are five to six hundred beggars at the door, like flies. When they see the merchants getting off the boat, they quickly surround them and beg for food.

When Liao Dagui and others saw these beggars approaching, they quickly protected Zhao Fuxiang and Li Zhengdao from letting these beggars get close.

These beggars smelled bad, and the weather was hot at this time, which made the smell even worse. Zhao Fuxiang took out a handkerchief and covered his nose, cursing: "Grandma, do all the officials in Guangzhou eat shit? There are so many beggars.

No matter what, it seems that the officials of Qiongzhou Prefecture are capable!"

Li Zhengdao's home is in the city. He has long been used to this situation. He smiled and said: "Brother, I don't know. There are only so many refugees in Qiongzhou. There are more than 100,000 refugees outside the single north gate of Guangfu.

Including those scattered outside the city gates and those who have fled to various counties, there are estimated to be five to six million refugees in Guangfu! Even if the officials of Guangfu are immortals, they cannot take care of them and can only let them live and die!"

The situation of refugees has long existed in the Ming Dynasty. According to records, there were hundreds of thousands of refugees outside Wuchang during the Chenghua period, and millions of refugees outside major cities along the Yangtze River. In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, land annexation was serious, and in addition

As the population increases, a large number of landless farmers cannot survive and have no choice but to wander around and become refugees.

Since the war in the north eighteen years ago, all provinces have been plagued by refugees. Peasants who have lost their land and their source of livelihood have only two options. One is to join the peasant army, and the other is to go south and become refugees. There are relatively few refugees outside Guangzhou.

There are even millions of refugees gathering outside cities such as Hangzhou and Nanjing, which is really a source of social unrest.

When Zhao Fuxiang heard that there were 500,000 to 600,000 refugees in Guangzhou Prefecture, his eyes immediately lit up. The more than 30,000 refugees outside Qiongzhou Prefecture greatly increased his power. If he digested these 500,000 to 600,000 refugees, wouldn't he be able to dominate South China?

Already?

"Brother Xian, do you think my brother can replicate the miracle of Qiongzhou Prefecture and gather all these five to six million refugees?"

"Brother, you are really capable of solving these five or six million people. You don't have to solve all of them. As long as you solve two hundred thousand, the prefect of Guangzhou will definitely welcome you! But..."

Li Zhengdao paused for a moment, and then continued: "But brother, you have to understand something. This is not Qiongzhou. These refugees are mainly old and weak. They do not have the ability to open up wasteland and farm land! There are also refugee camps outside Guangfu that already exist.

For hundreds of years, many people in the city have relied on homeless camps for food. If my brother solves the problem of these refugees, won’t it stop other people’s wealth?"

Zhao Fuxiang was stunned, how come there are still people making money from refugees?

"Brother, these refugees are already extremely poor. Why are there still people so cruelly trying to make a fortune from them?"

Hearing what Zhao Fuxiang said, Li Zhengdao cursed in his heart: Didn't you just make a fortune from the refugees?

"Brother, the refugees are a good labor force. Naturally, Ren Ya will act as guarantee for them, allowing them to work in the city and then get paid. There are also many young women among these refugees who have been sold by Ren Ya to prostitutes outside the city. This is also

Consider it a way to make a fortune!"

After Li Zhengdao finished speaking, he looked around and said in a low voice: "The most inhumane thing is that some people deceive children among the refugees and use them as medicine. It is really immoral!"

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Making medicine? Zhao Fuxiang thought it was the kind of Japanese gold particles made from young girls' feces. Even the scumbag Zhao Fuxiang couldn't appreciate this kind of thing. Zhao Fuxiang said disgustedly: "These guys actually eat poop?"

Li Zhengdao was stunned and asked: "What shit?"

"Isn't it possible to use the feces of young girls to make medicine?"

When Li Zhengdao heard what Zhao Fuxiang said, he cursed secretly: Do you really don't understand or do you pretend not to understand?

"Brother, that's not the case. Some rich people in the city want to live forever, and some want to stay young forever. Some witch doctors and alchemists follow their fancy, and they come up with the unscrupulous idea of ​​using children to make medicine. They spend money first.

Money buys children from their parents, kills them secretly, and uses their entrails to make medicine!”

After hearing this, Zhao Fuxiang was shocked and asked loudly: "What? In broad daylight, someone actually does such an evil thing?"

Li Zhengdao quickly pulled Zhao Fuxiang and said in a low voice: "Brother, be careful, those are the big shots in the city, you and I can't afford to offend!"

Zhao Fuxiang is really angry this time. He has done a lot of immoral things since time travel, including murdering people, framing people, stealing wives and daughters, etc. However, Zhao Fuxiang still has his moral bottom line, which is not to attack minors.

Zhao Fuxiang came from a later generation. Although his character was inferior, he was still a normal person with a moral bottom line. Now that he heard that some people used children to make medicine in the Ming Dynasty, he was really angry.

Zhao Fuxiang looked at the bustling flow of people inside and outside the city, and suddenly felt that after the Qing army occupied Guangzhou, it was reasonable to kill everyone inside and outside the city. Those people, witch doctors, and wealthy businessmen and officials really shouldn't be living here.

In the world!

When Li Zhengdao saw that Zhao Fuxiang had stopped talking, he thought he was afraid of the people in the city, so he shut up and stopped talking, and instead moved slowly with the flow of people. The beggars nearby saw that they could not get money from Zhao Fuxiang, so they swarmed

Leave here and go to the back to harass the newly disembarked passengers.

The speed of entering the city was very fast, and Zhao Fuxiang was queued up in a short time. The taxman guarding the gate looked at Zhao Fuxiang's robe and knew that this was either a scholar or a businessman. It is better not to offend such a person easily, so a taxman asked politely.

He said: "Master, where are you coming from? Is there a way to lead?"

Zhao Fuxiang had already opened the road guide when he left Qiongzhou Prefecture. At this time, Fan Jian quickly took out the road guide, and at the same time, he also took out Zhao Fuxiang's supervisor.

A supervisor is equal to a scholar. When the tax clerk saw that it was a petition issued by Qiongzhou Prefecture School, he was about to kowtow and salute. But when he saw that he was just a supervisor, a supervisor who came from the countryside, the tax clerk secretly cursed: Damn it, it turns out

It’s a plague!

In the Ming Dynasty, Jiansheng was equivalent to a scholar and had a certain political status. However, in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the national finances were tight and donations were opened up. Therefore, the profession of Jiansheng gradually disappeared. Many businessmen donated the title of Jiansheng and began to do evil in the local area.

, so the people gave this kind of donated prison students a name, called Wensheng!

The taxman looked at Gao Shen and said, "That's no good. A country bumpkin who donates his life wants to go to the city for free? He has to pay, ten grand per person!"

Copper coins in the Ming Dynasty are divided into big coins and small coins. Big coins are finely crafted copper coins, such as Wanli Tongbao, Jiajing Tongbao and other official copper coins. Small coins are copper coins made by local governments and private individuals. In order to maximize profits, these copper coins have raised the price.

Due to the proportion of tin in copper coins, the hardness of this kind of copper coins has greatly shrunk, and it will turn white and chipped within a few years, so it is also called white money among the people.

Zhao Fuxiang originally wanted to

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The mood is not good, and he is used to walking through the city gate when entering the city in Qiongzhou Prefecture. What kind of city entry fee did he pay there?

Zhao Fuxiang's eyebrows were glaring as he was about to get angry. Li Zhengdao on the side quickly pulled Zhao Fuxiang, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sir, my eldest brother is a little angry after sitting on the boat for a long time. These will be used as our entry fees!"

After Li Zhengdao finished speaking, he took out a tael of silver and stuffed it into the hands of the taxman. There were fifteen people in Zhao Fuxiang's group. If calculated as ten taels of silver each, they would only need 150 taels of silver. Li Zhengdao took out a tael of silver.

Two taels of silver were worth eight hundred dollars even according to the official price, so the taxman nodded with satisfaction and said: "Be careful in the future. Fortunately, I am on duty today. It would have been better for someone with a bad temper to put you in chains for three days."

It’s not impossible!”

Zhao Fuxiang looked at the base of the city wall nearby. Sure enough, there were a few unlucky ghosts kneeling on the ground in shackles. Zhao Fuxiang was frightened when he saw this. Fortunately, he had not been impulsive just now, otherwise he would have suffered the immediate loss.

Walking into Yongxing Gate, Li Zhengdao did not bother to introduce the customs and customs of Guangfu to Zhao Fuxiang. He pulled Zhao Fuxiang aside and whispered: "Brother Zhao, this is not Qiongzhou. Please keep a low profile in the future!"

Zhao Fuxiang also felt that he was a little reckless just now, which was not in line with his personality, so he quickly admitted his mistake: "Please rest assured, brother, my brother was a little crazy just now, and he will not do it again in the future!"

After passing the checkpoint at the city gate, you have officially entered Funan City, Guangzhou. It has been a prosperous commercial street since the Song Dynasty. After the city wall was built in the Ming Dynasty, the south city became even more prosperous. Entering from Yongxing Gate is Dinghaimen Straight Street, which is also known as Wende Road in later generations.

, this place has been a place for selling jewelry since the Ming Dynasty. All kinds of jewelry and jade from Southeast Asia are traded here.

Opposite Yongxing Gate is Dinghaimen, which is roughly located at the intersection of Wenming Road and Wende Road in later generations. Wenming Road in later generations was rebuilt after the city wall was demolished. Enter from Dinghaimen and walk along the street to Panyu County Government Office, Guangzhou

The city is jointly governed by Nanhai and Panyu, of which Panyu accounts for about three-quarters.

When he came to Dinghai Zhi Street, Li Zhengdao pointed to the jewelry shops on both sides of the road and said: "Brother, here are all the treasures in the world, including the mirrors of Fo Langji, the East Pearl of Liaodong, the South Pearl of the South China Sea, and the Pearl of Borneo."

Gems are all sold here! The black pearl necklace that my elder brother gave me at that time was sold here for a high price of one thousand taels!"

Zhao Fuxiang looked around and saw a river not far away. There was a long street along the river from west to east. Zhao Fuxiang asked: "Brother Xian, why are there so many people on that street and what are they selling?"

Li Zhengdao looked at it and said with a smile: "Oh, that's Yangzhong Street along Yudaihao. That's the tooth market. If Brother Zhao wants to buy a servant, he can go there! Go along Yangzhong Street and pass through the Zhengnan Gate to Gaodi Street.

, that’s a place that sells Nanyang goods, such as fish maws, dried sea cucumbers, and Baolinglin. Brother Zhao can buy some novelty things to take back when he goes home!"

After Li Zhengdao finished speaking, he smiled mysteriously, and then said: "After passing Guide Gate, you will arrive at Haopan Street. Because it is close to the Thirteenth Street, there are ten miles of Zhulou and merchants gathered there. It is also known as the Qinhuai River in Guangfu. If you have the opportunity, you can bring Zhao

Brother, let’s go shopping!”

Zhao Fuxiang felt itchy after being told by Li Zhengdao, but thinking of his wife's words before leaving home, Zhao Fuxiang quickly showed off the look of an old monk entering meditation and said: "Brother, my brother only has your sister-in-law in his heart. Don't mention that kind of thing.

Let’s get down to business first!”

Seeing Zhao Fuxiang's appearance as a gentleman, Li Zhengdao cursed this scum in his heart. How could the madam, maid, widow, mother and daughter of Qiongzhou Prefecture be counted?
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