Late Ming Dynasty: Conquering the world starting from riding and cutting

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About three hundred kilometers northeast of Jinling City is Yangzhou, the famous land of gold powder.

Yangzhou is famous because it is the distribution center of salt.

"Damn it! These gentlemen don't know what they are doing in Huangyuan. They haven't got any news for three days in a row!" A bearer took a sip of Kuilongzhu and pointed at the gate of Huangyuan and complained loudly.

"Just keep silent and make a fortune! Doesn't the second master of the Huang family come here every day and pay ten taels of silver per head?!" Another bearer sneered at him.

Indeed, this gathering of salt merchants seems to be completely different from the past. There is no big open door, no young students and young ladies from the theater troupe greeting everyone at the door. They just have a tea house to allow people to come here. Feel free to eat snacks, drink tea and play cards.

Someone picked up the sentence and guessed: "I think it's probably something big happened. Either the Salt Patrol Censor has been replaced, or the Salt Transport Envoy is vacant, or the Governor of Water Transport and the Governor of Huaiyang have been replaced?" "

"Impossible! If these big bosses are replaced, the gentlemen can just discuss it in the chamber of commerce and allocate the centimeters that individuals should pay according to the salt book and the diversion. There is no need to go to war like this, right?!"

"And, you see, the door is closed, and several of the second masters of the Huang family are guarding the door. In the past, when they heard that the masters were gathering here, they would come to have a feast, have a meal, and enjoy the autumn breeze. Not one of them can get in!”

"Yes! 80% of the time something big will happen!"

From the gate of Huangyuan, along the living room, study room, flower hall, and through several secluded areas, you enter the garden. There are small bridges, flowing water, and many high and low pavilions. The pond is slightly narrow, and there are more than a dozen willow trees planted along the way. There are vermilion railings all the way into the three flower halls, separated by yellowed bamboo curtains. They are filled with tables and chairs of water-polished nanmu that have been used for decades.

Walking into a garden, I saw bamboo trees, vast pavilions, and running water leading to a very wide swamp. There were hundreds of fish in it, with gold rings hanging on their wings for eating. , easy to pick up. Next to the swamp, there is still a vermilion railing, sandwiched between a corridor. Along the corridor, there is a small moon door, hidden among a few clumps of bamboo, which is extremely difficult to detect. Pushing open the four green golden doors, there are three pavilions located on the water.

Since the news came from Jinling City, the salt merchants have been discussing secretly for three days.

The atmosphere in the room was like a snowy winter in Saibei, rather than the warm and genial Jiangnan.

"This thing has been found in southern Zhili, Jiangxi, Zhejiang and other places!" Huang Tai, the head of the Huang family, threw a small cloth bag on the marble dining table lined with cups and plates.

"Salt!"

"Is it Qingyan?!"

"wrong!"

“The color is right!”

“It tastes very salty too!”

Several salt merchants commented on this small bag of salt in Huizhou and Shanxi dialects.

Salt merchants made a fortune by dealing in salt, a necessity for people's livelihood, and lived a luxurious life that was even inferior to that of the emperor. Naturally, they were most familiar with the items that allowed them to enjoy so much.

"President Huang, there are riots in Shaanxi now, and Jin Dazi is harassing him on three sides. The source of green salt is cut off. Do you come from Huang for this salt? Could it be said that Boss Huang has a new salt farm? ?”

The person who spoke was the owner of the Li Family Salt Shop and Huang Tai's business rival. It was said that the two had been feuding since they were young because of a girl who painted boats and sang songs on the canal. They had been fighting openly and secretly for decades, and it could be said that they had a grudge. Very deep.

"Where is my salt! This is private salt! Now it has appeared in several provinces! Moreover, my big shopkeeper just sent me an urgent message. Along the canal and the Yangtze River, this thing has been sold for seven More than ten counties!”

"Ah!" The whole house was in an uproar!

The salt merchants were shocked! How much quantity is needed to sell such salt along the Yangtze River and canals in several provinces such as South Zhili, Shandong, and Zhejiang? This is definitely not something that the salt lords who carry dozens or hundreds of pounds of private salt on their backs can do.

"President Huang, I don't think there is any need to panic. I just saw the sample you brought. Such fine salt will naturally not be cheap. Even if it is sold all over the country, how can it be like yellow? Hahaha, we You still have to eat our salt! This salt can’t be sold for more than 300 yuan per pound, and my character Wu is written upside down!” The fat Mr. Wu shook his face nonchalantly.

Several people nearby also echoed the Wu Dadong family's opinions.

"What Lao Wu said is absolutely true. This kind of salt is as good as the salt from Huamachi and Xiezhouchi. If you don't sell it for 300 Wen per catty, you will definitely not make any money!"

"Old Wu, if I tell you the price of this salt, I'm afraid that when you get home and see your group of beautiful girls, you won't be able to eat even one bite of ginseng and egg fried rice!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter in the hall. Everyone knew that Wu Dadong was a man who paid great attention to his appetite. The family's chefs were the best in Yangzhou. Another unique thing is that any beauties in the family, from the cooks in the kitchen to the maids, can go to the canal to sing and earn money.

"The president is laughing, I wonder how much this salt will cost per pound?" Wu Dadong's fat face had a slight cinnabar color, and he quickly changed the topic.

"According to the information from my shopkeeper! Each pound of fine salt only costs eighty cents!"

"Ah! This!!!"

Almost everyone shook their heads like a rattle, "Is this the price of a salt?" Some people were unwilling to give in.

"No, this is the price for selling it to the kitchen!"

This price left the salt merchants speechless.

If such prices and salt spread in southern Zhili, Shandong, Zhejiang, Jiangxi, Henan and other provinces, then how can the garden, the actors in the garden, and the cooks in the kitchen support themselves? Without money, the pretentious Xiaodan at home would no longer be able to sing like a queen in the backyard.

One person pondered for a while, "President Huang, but I wonder who has such means?" There was a strange light shining in his eyes, which seemed to be ferocious, greedy, and furious.

"Salt Gang." Two words came out from between Chairman Huang's teeth.

Salt Gang? When did they have such strength? In the minds of the salt merchants, the guys from the Salt Gang are just a bunch of wild dogs trying to get some bones under their feet. Although he is selling private salt, he is really vicious and vicious, but the biggest private salt dealer is Mr. Gungun who is here in front of you.

It is no secret that salt merchants are selling legal private salt at a cost that far exceeds the salt production itself. But how did the Salt Gang's Kuhaha people obtain these fine salts?

"I don't know about this either. However, a boy at home can tell me something." President Huang said with a wry smile.

"A gift to all of you, sir." This young man from the Huang family moved his eyes chatteringly. At first glance, he was an extremely shrewd person.

"Huang San, please tell the gentlemen what you learned the day before yesterday in detail."

Huang San swallowed and spat, "I don't know exactly where this salt comes from, but I know a thing or two about the small purchase price of this salt."

"How many!?"

The eyes of all the salt merchants present were about to burst into flames.

Huang San, however, was a gifted person. He bowed to all the gentlemen present, "Gentlemen, there is no need to be anxious. Anyway, the matter is already there, and there is no need to rush now."

There is a salt merchant who is quick to see an opportunity and knows it well. This kid is also taking advantage of the situation and asking for rewards from everyone present. As a result, golden melon seeds and silver melon seeds also rained down.

"I have a sweetheart in Lichun Courtyard in Mingyu Square. My name is Chunhua. I went to look for her the day before yesterday, but unexpectedly I met a benefactor in her room. I also met this person in the gambling house. However, there is a bit of a nod of friendship. He was originally a small and medium-sized leader of the Salt Gang. I was surprised that he didn't know where he made a fortune, but he actually slept in Lichun Courtyard for the entire night.

So, the villain drank and chatted with him. After a few glasses of old wine, he said that the Salt Gang had made a fortune recently! There is a big salt dealer who sells them countless amounts of refined salt. The purchase price is only forty cash per catty, but it is sold to every household for one hundred and fifty cash. The earth is shaking! Once you enter and exit, you will get nearly three times the bonus money! "

"Wow!"

"Plop!"

There was a commotion, and several salt merchants who lost their composure fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Mom!" Fatty Wu couldn't help but yelled, "Such salt only sells for forty cents?! Why not..." Everyone knows the subtext in his words, why not sell it to me? !

If you sell it to me, I have to sell it for at least 300 yuan per catty! Almost all the salt merchants in the hall had the same idea.

You are a fool if you don’t make money!

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