big song poppi

Chapter 79 0077 [I met a colleague]

Seemingly hearing the sound of footsteps, Han Zhang turned his head, and when he saw Han Zhen outside the door, he immediately revealed a look of surprise.

"Yeah, uncle is back."

"Sister-in-law."

Han Zhen withdrew his gaze and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Stepping into the small warehouse, he reached out to pick up the wooden box, "The box is heavy, why doesn't my sister-in-law ask for help?"

Han Zhang said solemnly: "These are all valuable property, and they are the hard-earned possessions of my uncle. How can I leave them to others to take care of them."

Hearing this, Han Zhen smiled and said, "Let me help."

"Uncle must have worked hard these few days away, let's go to rest, and I will take care of it slowly." Han Zhang refused with a wave of his hand.

Han Zhen couldn't resist her, and was pushed out of the small warehouse.

Leaning against the door, Han Zhen reminded: "There are a lot of jade and pearls in the storeroom, and there are also several boxes of jewelry. My sister-in-law can choose what she likes for use."

Han Zhang's expression was lonely, and he said quietly: "I'm a widow, how can I use these."

"Sister-in-law is young and beautiful, in the prime of her youth, how can she say such lifeless words."

"ah!"

Han Zhang let out a soft cry, and hurriedly turned his head away.

Holding the corner of the skirt with her little hand, a blush crept up her ears.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhen also realized that his words were a little frivolous.

Fortunately, my sister-in-law is soft-tempered, I'm afraid she will be replaced by a more aggressive one, and she should be scolded right now.

"Sister-in-law, go ahead, I'm going back to the study."

When he came to the study room and made himself a cup of tea, Han Zhenfan looked at the registration information of the family who had escaped from the mountain in the past few days.

Zhu Zhengze is dull, but he is extremely serious in his work, which he appreciates more.

He extracted the important information of these fleeing households, such as how many craftsmen there are, how many people can read and write, and so on.

It saves Han Zhen from searching and checking one by one.

It's a pity that the quality of these escaped households is not high. They are all farmers, and only a few of them know how to make bricks.

"uncle."

At this time, a soft whisper sounded outside the door.

Han Zhen raised his head: "What happened to sister-in-law?"

"When I was sorting out just now, I found this book in a box. I don't know if it's useful."

Han Zhang's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Book?
Han Zhen raised his eyebrows, and said curiously, "Take it for me to see."

"Here."

Mrs. Han Zhang walked into the study, put the books on the table, and left in a hurry like a frightened deer.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhen couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, then picked up the book.

After opening it, he realized that it was a ledger.

The bookkeeping method in the Northern Song Dynasty was the four-column settlement method, and the basic formula was "old management + new collection - expulsion = real".

From the perspective of the world in the future, it is too bloated and cumbersome.

Han Zhen flipped through the ledger casually, and the densely packed lowercase letters on the ledger made him dizzy for a while.

Just as he was about to close it, a record suddenly caught his attention.

In the column of new receipts, there is such a record:
[Two liang of sugar, add a hundred guan. 】

White sugar?

Is this something that a small master can buy?

You know, before Han Zhen purified sugar, the annual output of sugar in the entire Northern Song Dynasty would not exceed two hundred catties.

All these white sugars were supplied to the palace, and Song Huizong occasionally took out some and rewarded meritorious ministers.

The ministers who received the reward regarded each one as a treasure, and these ministers were not short of money, so it was impossible to sell them.

Therefore, white sugar hardly ever appears on the market.

Even if there is, it will never leave Tokyo City.

Therefore, the two taels of white sugar on the ledger is worth pondering.

With a deep thought in mind, Han Zhen looked at it carefully, and after a closer look, he immediately found many clues.

For example, in the column of new receipts, every three to five months, a batch of pearls, jade, agate jade, silver collars and gold beads will be received.

Another example is that in the column of expulsion, the words "pig iron" appear many times, and the number is extremely large, often weighing a thousand catties.

There are also food and salt that are suspicious. Even if the Xu family has a family of [-], and everyone has the food intake of Han Zhen, it is impossible to eat [-] shi of food in half a year, right?
For a moment, Han Zhen couldn't help but think of the rumors in the market.

Master Xu has some friendship with Li Tianwang of Montenegro...

If you want to go to the destination of these grains, it should be quietly transported to Montenegro.

As he flipped through the ledger, Han Zhen became more and more frightened as he looked at the cowhide, tendons, horns, and even good horses.

Based on the materials transported in the ledger over the years, it is enough to arm an army of tens of thousands of people.

Good guy, this is meeting a colleague!

Reporter?

Are you kidding me, Han Zhen wished there would be more chaos on Jingdong Road.

The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.

Moreover, Han Zhen had some expectations in his heart.

After Li Tianwang raised the flag of rebellion, he could take the opportunity to observe the court's countermeasures, the combat power of the officers and soldiers, and even the treatment given by Zhao'an in the end.

Cross the river by feeling the stones!
With reference, you can avoid some unnecessary risks in the future.

After all, he and Li Tianwang took almost the same path, both in collusion between officials and bandits.

The difference is that Li Tianwang's source of income depends entirely on plundering, with high risks and low returns.

At the same time, it is too ostentatious.

Now the whole Qingzhou knows Li Tianwang's name, which is not a good thing, because the state government and even the transfer envoys are staring at him.

You know, the current prefect of Jinan Prefecture is Zhang Shuye.

This is a real fierce man, capable of writing and martial arts.

In the past two years, leading a group of archers and local soldiers, they were able to quell the Song Jiang uprising.

Because of beheading thousands of bandits, he was promoted to a direct bachelor of Longtu Pavilion.

Just as he was meditating, Fang Sansan's voice sounded outside the door: "Ah Lang, the official messenger is here."

After putting away the ledger, Han Zhen got up and walked out of the study, asking, "Who is here?"

Fang Sansan replied: "The one who came here a few days ago is very timid."

Han Zhen nodded and walked to the second courtyard.

In the main hall, Zhou Tian led two tax collectors, who were sitting there drinking tea.

Compared to Zhou Tian's casualness, the two tax collectors were much more cautious, with apprehension in their eyes.

At this time, Han Zhen walked into the hall.

The two tax collectors turned their heads to look, and when they saw that it was him, their expressions suddenly changed, and they were extremely frightened.

That day, when Han Zhen entered the county government office with a knife, they happened to be working in Boting Office.

Seeing Han Zhen again at this moment, the buried fear surged into my heart instantly.

One of them shouted reflexively: "Han...Han Er, don't kill me."

Han Zhen smiled slightly: "Is this tolerance mistaken? My name is Han Zhen, and I am the village head of Xiaowang Village, not the Han Er who murdered officials and rebelled."

For a moment, everyone in the hall looked weird.

Xiao Chong wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, trying to keep a straight face.

The tax collector was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sneer, "I'm sorry, I...I misidentified the person."

Han Zhen took a step forward, patted him on the shoulder, and warned: "You will have to recognize it in the future. If you get confused, you will die."

"I save it, I save it!"

The tax collector swallowed and nodded repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)