Chapter 49: It’s all caused by salt

"Okay, this brother offers 5 taels on the Taiwan Strait. Is there anyone higher than him?" said the beard who sells salt.

"Hey, how can I do this business? People are willing to pay five taels, but three taels are no longer making money."

"They just have money. Do you care about how much they pay? If you have money, you can report it as well!"

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I can't afford to go out again. Let's go to another place to take a look. It's best to buy dozens of entries."

The crowd gradually dissipated.

There were also a few people who did not leave, but had another thought.

"At first glance, this kid doesn't look like a salt merchant. Let's see if he can take out the silver. These five taels and one indices are 1,000 taels. When taking salt in the salt field, each indices is four taels, and with taxes, each indices is five taels, he has to take out two,800 taels of silver."

These people were hoping that the person named five taels of silver could not afford the money and was beaten up. Isn’t this a disruption of the market? They were the small salt merchants who spent all their property and used it as capital for salt traders. They all thought of changing from small salt merchants to large salt merchants, but it was difficult to get this salt merchant. Today, they were a little salt merchant and a little bit of resentment raised by this ignorant person. Isn’t this a smashing other people’s jobs? They looked at the young master, and there was both ridicule and a hint of resentment in their eyes.

"Brother, since you have already bid, and no one else has offered a price higher than you, then all these 200 salt intakes will be yours. Get the silver notes!" said the beard.

These two thousand,800 taels of silver are also a large sum. No one will bring so much cash, but they will use silver notes.

Everyone's eyes were gathered in the hands of the white-faced scholar to see if he could take out so much money.

I saw him waving the folding fan with his hand. The pictures of the green lotus on the folding fan were vivid and swaying.

"I don't have a silver note," he said openly.

Hum? The little bearded face immediately became gloomy. Why did he meet such a live treasure today? How could he call the price casually? After calling it, he had to buy it. Otherwise, he deserved it if he was beaten to death. But judging from his behavior, he didn't know which young master of the family was. It would be a problem to offend such a person.

"Ha, I know that this kid can't afford to pay, and he will pay five taels, is there a ounce of silver?"

Zhang Yang also widened his eyes. This rich lady is so brave. Isn’t this a tiger touching her beard? Do you think this is in your deep courtyard, how to play? This time I’m playing with it, and when I go back, you will definitely be beaten by your father.

"You really don't have any money?" Xiao Moulin's voice was low and her tone was terrifying.

"Yes, I didn't bring a silver note when I went out this time, but I'll give you this thing to mortgage it temporarily. I'll ask you to redeem it when I sell the salt." The white-faced scholar said, taking out something from his chest.

"I'm not a pawn shop..." Xiao Wangzi said, looking at the things the white-faced scholar took out, and suddenly stopped talking.

What appeared in front of him was a dark green jade pendant, which was delicate and smooth all over and had a transparent color. The jade pendant was engraved with the word "He" with flying dragons and phoenixes dancing.

Only a few young masters from the He family, a great salt merchant, have this kind of jade pendant. The young master in front of him must be from the He family, and he definitely can't afford to offend him.

What he just didn't understand was how could the He family like such a mere 200 salt-induced ingestion? What they did were big deals of thousands of salt-induced ingestion.

"Since the young master has not brought the silver notes, then I'll give it to the young master this time. When you have time, you can just send the 2,800 taels of silver notes." Xiaomouzi said, "There is no need to be mortgaged for this thing, you can bring it yourself!" As he said that, Xiaomouzi handed over the salt in his hand.

The few people next to me were all looking at it. When can these people selling salt ingestions be given to people with salt ingestions on credit? How is this possible?

Some people also heard that when the bearded man talked to the young master in front of him, his tone was already very gentle, and he even used respect. What is this young master's identity?

Zhang Yang was also dazed: The young lady took out something, and shook it in front of Xiaomou's eyes. Xiaomou's face changed. This is nearly 3,000 taels of silver? What is the origin of this young lady?

He was still dazed, and the white-faced scholar had already put the salt in front of his chest and walked out swaggeringly.

Envy, jealousy and hatred!

The few small salt merchants who had been waiting to watch the show could no longer help, so they followed them out of the door.

"Brother, let's go out too!" Shixin said. "What's so good about this? Let's go and take a look at the storytelling! I heard that people often tell stories in teahouses in this big place."

Zhang Yang came to his senses and said, "Let's go, chase!"

"Who are you chasing?"

"The person who got the salt ray just now!" Zhang Yang said without looking back.

"What do you want to chase him?" Shi Xin complained dissatisfiedly and followed him out.

Humph, I have only let me learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child. I grew up at home. What I heard the most is where the salt is best sold and where the sales are good. I have long been interested in selling salt, but I just let me stay at home and not leave the door, just waiting to get married? I don’t do it. I want to start my own business and become the largest salt merchant in Yangzhou!

When He Zhaoyi thought of his lofty ideal, he felt excited.

That's right, she is the daughter of the He family, the daughter of the Yangzhou salt merchant, He Zhaoyi. Her father is one of the top ten salt merchants in Yangzhou and is in charge of nearly 10,000 salt intake. In addition to the fourth brother He Zhaoyang doing nothing all day, several brothers are all powerful among salt merchants. She also wants to contribute to the family's career like her brothers, and she is harshly rejected by her father every time.

A few days ago, the family's transaction was in trouble. The salt was transported to Anfeng Road and was robbed by the Red Turban Army there. This was a big deal, with a total of 1,000 salt. In order to get the salt back, her father and brothers tried every means to get it back. She wanted to contribute to the family, but her father refused to agree. Instead, she was scolded. In anger, she disguised herself as a man and ran out of the house secretly, just to do a salt transaction alone, so that they could see that she also had the talent for doing business.

If there is salt, it is time to go to the Salt Transportation Department to stamp it and go to the salt field to extract the salt.

She couldn't help but take out the salt ray and looked at it in the sun. The more she looked, the happier she became.

"Ba!" She was photographed behind her back.

"Who?" He Zhaoyi turned her head to look.

Suddenly, my wrist hurt a sharp pain, my palms relaxed, and the salt in my hand was all pulled away with a "wow" sound.

"Robbery! Someone is robbing!" He Zhaoyi reacted. The series of actions just now were completely premeditated actions by others. She first patted her back, diverted her attention, then pinched her wrist to relax her palms, and then snatched the salt away intact.

Just as this was the case, a voice came from behind: "Bold rats, where can you escape!"

She turned around, and the two middle-aged men rushed over and rushed towards the three evil men in front.
Chapter completed!