Wu Da Lang led the two little girls back, heard a grunt, and laughed bitterly. The ancient poor people of the heart road are also very bitter these days, eating is a problem, the two children are skinny and boneless.
Passing by a cooking cake shop, Wu Da bought four, and the two little girls picked up the cooking cake and nibbled it. Gobble up.
Since Wuda did not sell cooking cakes, another one selling cooking cakes appeared on the street. If there is demand, there is a market!
"Madam! Wife! Wu
Da shouted when he arrived home, and Pan Jinlian walked out in response.
When Pan Jinlian saw the two little girls, she was puzzled and immediately furious.
"Well, you are a martial artist, you will take it as a concubine at such a young age, because you think I don't serve well!" Am I having less posture or worse looking? Pan Jinlian crossed his waist and looked angrily at Wu Da Lang.
Wu Da smiled bitterly: "Lady, don't talk nonsense in front of the child, I am watching the mother's hard work and buying a close-fitting maid for the mother."
Pan Jinlian's furrowed eyebrows stretched: "Hmph! It's about the same, but we can't live in it, right?
Then Wu Dalang pulled out his arms, and a land deed appeared, with clearly written on it the location of the neighbors and Wu Dalang's name.
"Lady, I think it's time for our family to change houses, so I want to surprise my mother, I went to visit the house early this morning, and I also brought shops."
Pan Jinlian looked at the land deed, her incredible eyes, and looked at Wu Da Lang again: "This is also too fast, right?" I'm going to be the wife of a rich man!
The lady said and smiled, with the appearance of the lady's figure, it must be the life of the rich lady and lady. I Wuda stained the light of my wife, and I made money by doing it casually.
Pan Jinlian skimmed the corners of her eyes, and her eyebrows were flirtatious and said: "Death will make people happy!"
Wu Da said to the two little girls again: "You two, you haven't seen Madame yet." "
Qianan has seen Madame!"
"Brother Zhao has seen Madame!" The two little girls saluted Pan Jinlian in unison.
Pan Jinlian saw that someone saluted and called her lady, and was immediately flattered, and hurriedly helped up the two little girls, and looked at Wuda with a smile.
No wonder the poor in the family can't open the pot, with this name, God knows how many children and how many mouths their family has born.
In the afternoon, a four-person palanquin arrived at the door of Wu Dalang's house, followed by a carriage.
The two little girls also had a lot of strength, worked diligently, and in just half an hour they cleaned up the house and moved to the carriage.
Then Wuda and Pan Jinlian shared a sedan and moved beautifully!
When the palanquin walked to the front of the house, Pan Jinlian came down and saw the magnificent gate, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.
Before being a maid in the Zhang family, she turned around and married into a grand lady, which was really a trick of providence. The loss was not drugged at the beginning, otherwise it would have been a big mistake, and Pan Jinlian felt another panic in her heart when she thought of this. Looking at Wu Da's eyes, he relaxed.
Wu Da, his wife and two little girls strolled around the house, and it took two hours to finish shopping.
Immediately Pan Jinlian sighed softly: "This house is so good, when do you have to clean up?"
"How dare Mrs. Lao do it, I will go find a few guys in the afternoon, Madame, you will enjoy the blessing at home!" Wu laughed and then went out.
Pan Jinlian and the two little girls cleaned up a few rooms together, and the people in the carriage also helped to move the luggage they had moved into the house. Not long after, Wu Da took a dozen guys and more than a dozen girls to clean up.
Wu Da went out again, visited the market, what demand there is, what industry, he also looked at what items were sold in this busy market, and he wanted to think of a way out.
I stumbled upon this salt sale, which didn't seem to work.
This dynasty government monopolized salt production, built salt ponds in Shanxi and Shaanxi, fenced salt pans in Shandong and Zhejiang and Fujian, dug salt wells in Sichuan and Guizhou, turned nearby peasants into salt workers, exempted them from agricultural taxes, paid them rations and wages, and let them work in salt ponds, salt works and salt wells for generations, completing an average of 300 million jin of production tasks per year.
The salt workers produced so much salt that they could not sell it, and all of it was handed over to the imperial court for the imperial court to sell. How did the imperial court sell it? It is usually wholesale to salt merchants with franchise rights at a high price, and then sold by salt merchants at a higher price to merchants and ordinary people. Sometimes the imperial court would bypass the salt merchants and directly open official salt shops, allowing the people to buy salt in the official salt shops.
The wages paid by the imperial court to salt workers were very low, "people gave two liters of rice a day, and households gave 40,000 money." Each person is given two liters of rice per day, and each family receives a subsidy of 40,000 yuan per year. However, when selling salt, the government's pricing was very high, and the salt merchants purchased finished salt from the state-owned salt farms in Hebei and Shandong, which cost 6,000 yuan per bag of salt, and the production cost was less than 1,000 yuan.
The retail price of official salt is too high, and ordinary people cannot afford to eat salt, so they will buy relatively cheap foreign salt. Frankly speaking, the cost of salt production in the Liao country is not lower than that of the Great Song, but the Liao country is not so greedy and will not increase the price several times, so the terminal price is much cheaper than the official salt of the Song Dynasty, so of course the people of the Song Dynasty have to buy the salt of the Liao State.
From a political point of view, it was very wrong for the common people of the Song Dynasty to do this, because the Liao State was a hostile force, you did not buy your own salt, but bought the enemy's salt, the money that should have been earned by the imperial court, you let the enemy earn, you are sponsoring the enemy, you are collaborating with the enemy and selling the country, and it is a traitor. It is a pity that the common people of the Song Dynasty did not understand politics, they only understood survival, in order to reduce the cost of survival, whoever had cheap salt, they bought whose
salt Wuda could not help but sigh, a good road, especially it will not work, it seems that it is necessary to take a curve to sell salt.
So Hu Wuda began to travel again, going back and forth to major restaurants and restaurants, and each family handed out a bag of salt.
On the same day, several businesses were discussed, and the salt sold was twice as cheap as the official office, but the purity was much higher, and which bosses were not willing to reduce costs, and they reached cooperation with Wuda.
More than ten days later, Wuhan University hired some people to do the work of purifying coarse salt in the workshop, but did not take the initiative to sell, but distributed through channels to supply major catering industries.
In order to win over customers and not be sought out by the government, Wu Da bought a wave of gangsters, let them secretly sell salt, provide it to the poor people, the price is lower than the salt of the Liao State, and give this gang of salt gangsters a not low percentage of commission.
Since salt is a product that everyone needs, and even if the price is not high, it makes a lot of money, and Wuda once again experiences the happiness of the nouveau riche.
Fortunately, Yanggu County is just a fart big place, a small county town sells less salt, and nothing is found on it. The only thing is that this year's harvest is not good, and ordinary people lack food and clothing at home, which compresses the cost of living.
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