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"That was two months ago. The calculated accounts can no longer be counted. But please forgive me, your father-in-law's accounts don't have much money anymore."

Although the gold, silver, jewelry, and solitary paintings and calligraphy that Fu Tinghan brought back were in Zhao Hanzhang's warehouse, they could not be used yet.

Zhao Hanzhang grinded his teeth and went to see what he brought back with Fu Tinghan. She grabbed a dozen pearls in her hand and sighed: "If this thing was in the prosperous times, it would be worth a lot of money."

But these are troubled times, and these precious pearls are not worth much in the North, but in Liangjiang and Jiangnan, which are still relatively stable now, they are worth a lot of money.

Zhao Hanzhang put down the pearls and said, "Send them to the south of the Yangtze River and return them all in exchange for grain and cloth."

She lacks these two things the most now.

Fu Tinghan asked, "Don't you leave something behind? I think some of the jewelry inside is quite nice."

Zhao Hanzhang looked away with difficulty, shook his head and said, "I don't like these luxurious things."

Fu Tinghan looked at her and smiled. How could she not like it?

No girl would dislike these shiny and beautiful jewelry, but it’s just because she is in a special position and cannot afford to be extravagant.

She wears very few headdresses. Most of the time, she only has a jade crown and a hosta. Sometimes she doesn't even have a hosta, just a hairband to tie her hair up.

Gao Jie brought back very little gold and silver, not even much gold and silver jewelry. No one is willing to use those things, so they keep them until the other things on hand are almost spent, or if the other party really asks to use them. Pay with gold and silver, and then someone will use gold and silver.

It was because of the lack that Zhao Hanzhang did not dare to buy things with Gao Jie. The things were turned around and returned to his hands. Anyone with a sound mind would know that Fu Tinghan gave them to her.

Because he was really short of money, Zhao Hanzhang had to find all the gold and silver jewelry, put them together with the few pieces of gold and silver and said, "Let's melt them."

Fu Tinghan: "The craftsmanship of these gold and silver jewelry is also very expensive. If you sell them again, you will get more than this gold and silver."

"But the cycle is too long," Zhao Hanzhang said: "How many people in Luoyang are interested in buying these jewelry now? Sending them to other places takes time, and we can't afford to wait."

She waved her hand simply and said, "Let it melt."

Fu Tinghan nodded, "Then I'll go to the iron shop tomorrow."

The iron shop in the workshop can melt gold and silver, and there are molds that can be melted into strips. Fu Tinghan asked the craftsmen to make them after Gao Jie came back last time.

Early the next morning, Zhao Hanzhang asked Tinghe to buy sheep at the market. Because he had no money, Tinghe had to take out a piece of cloth used to make clothes for Zhao Erlang and Fu Tinghan.

The quality of the piece of cloth was good. After the two parties bargained, Tinghe fiercely bought eight sheep with a piece of cloth, picked out the fattest two and killed them, and raised the rest in the backyard.

Watching Tinghe leave, the salesman patted his chest with lingering fear, "Miss Tinghe is so fierce. Didn't she come from the governor's mansion? How can she be so..." Stingy.

The guard who had been standing silently aside said nothing. If Gao Langjun hadn't said that for the sake of safety in the North, they couldn't contact the girl openly, in fact, these sheep should have been sent to the girl's house for free.

Alas, he didn't understand anyway, why he insisted on buying and selling something that was clearly his own, and paid so much tax to the county government in vain.

Just as they were thinking about it, the yamen servant came over with a gong, turned over the animal skins on their table, and asked, "Have you paid the stall fee?"

The guy in charge of the sales immediately nodded and bowed and said: "I handed it in, I handed it in, you see, this is the voucher."

The yamen servant looked at it and handed it back to him, but he didn't leave. "Your master is so brave. So many furs come from the North. Is there chaos there now?"

The clerk was someone hired by Gao Jie. He was considered a confidant of Gao Jie. He also joined the team, so he knew about the business. He immediately nodded and said, "It's chaotic. When we entered the Shangdang, the Xiongnu and the Huns inside Both Jie and Hu are fierce, and they often fight in the street and steal things. Fortunately, our guards are effective and our husband also has some tricks, so we are not robbed, but it also costs a lot of money, and we encounter bandits again on the way back. Alas , Let alone make money after this trip, it will be good if you don’t lose money.”

The yamen servants didn’t believe it. How could they laugh so happily if they were losing money?

Zhao Kuan also noticed this caravan, and after the government officials left, he returned to the county government office to report.

Zhao Kuan once again took out Gao Jie's road guide and looked at it, frowning, "Sichuan people?"

"Sichuan is much more peaceful than our Luoyang, why didn't he go back to Shu directly instead of selling goods in our Luoyang?" Zhao Kuan frowned, "It was the same last time, and what goods did he buy from Luoyang last time? "

Sure enough, Wang Siniang glanced at him and silently looked through the records. She first looked through the approved road guide records to find the time of his departure, and then looked through the tax records for that period.

There is only a simple introduction, "cloth."

Zhao Kuan: "Only cloth?"

"Yes, and there are only two carts," Wang Siniang showed him, "They are silks and satins from Shu. Now every household in Luoyang observes filial piety. Meat and linen are still marketable, but brocades and silks are difficult to sell, and the prices are high. Not very high.”

Wang Siniang also frowned, "Judging from what they brought back this time, the two carts of silk and satin exchanged for these sheep, furs and medicinal materials are indeed of about the same value. He has to make some every time he goes in and out, but it can be seen from the file According to the record, he brought so many people into the city yesterday, and there were even many casualties. He did two cartloads of silk and satin business in one trip, did he earn enough for the travel expenses?"

Zhao Kuan patted the table and said, "That's why I say they have a problem."

Wang Siniang asked: "What's the problem?"

Zhao Kuan's eyes widened. How did he know what the problem was?

Fan Ying brought two official documents over to convey Zhao Hanzhang's meaning. After listening to a few words, she interrupted: "What else can there be? He has other transactions outside the city. Every time he leaves the city, he must have picked up another batch of goods." Xiangbei, when he comes back, he won’t check the goods at the city gate, right?”

In order to encourage business travelers to enter Luo, Zhao Hanzhang waived the policy of collecting taxes at city gates and only collected taxes at the market.

Therefore, if the goods cannot be sold by merchants entering Luo, no tax will be charged.

This allowed merchants who were originally afraid of city entry taxes to come to Luo one after another, and no longer had to worry about losing a lot of money before the goods were sold.

At the same time, Gucheng, Xin'an and other counties also strictly implemented Zhao Hanzhang's orders. As for other counties, Zhao Hanzhang also issued orders, but some complied and some did not.

It was precisely because there was no city entry tax that there was no information on the goods entering the city or how much they were. That's why Zhao Kuan sent someone to the horse market to find out.

Zhao Kuan thought a lot for a moment, "You mean, there is someone smuggling in Luoyang?"

Fan Ying said nonchalantly: "Just leave. Now Luoyang is full of waste, so there is no need to be strict about these things. Oh, by the way, except for salt and iron."

Zhao Kuan and Wang Siniang:...

There is one more chapter, which may go into the early morning. Originally, the next chapter was a birthday blessing for Mo Yan, but I think it will be difficult for me to arrive on time, so I will give my best wishes to this chapter.