The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 19 Lord Dianshi’s worries

"How many years has his family been here to open the shop? It's not like my shop has been open for five generations."

As he spoke, he took out a semi-finished product, pointed at the insole and said, "Look, sir, this is the real pressed sole of my shoe. It is made of 36 layers of cotton."

Fang Yu sighed and said: "Old stores may not always be able to make good things, and it is common for them to use their reputation to pass off quality goods."

Shopkeeper Hao smiled bitterly and begged for mercy: "It's the villain who made a fool of himself and made a joke. Please don't argue with me, sir."

Buying shoes was something unplanned, and Fang Yu didn't want to delay it too much.

So he asked Old Man Zhao, his sophomores and seniors to each choose a pair, as well as the hundreds of pairs of shoes he had in stock. Fang Yu also took care of them all, and then asked him to send them to the camp outside the city.

For the part that was still missing, Fang Yu also gave a deposit on the spot and agreed on a delivery time with Shopkeeper Hao.

What happened in Shopkeeper Hao's shoe shop attracted a lot of attention from the street. They were all gloating about his misfortune.

Until that lump of silver was uncovered...

Seeing that Shopkeeper Hao had made a lot of business in a short period of time, his fat face almost broke out in laughter when he sent Fang Yu and the others out.

This time, gloating turned into envy. Fang Yu didn't even need to come to the door. The shopkeepers and their assistants were already rushing over to promote their business.

"Don't squeeze! Come one by one, hey! Look, what are you doing by biting it?"

This street in Chengxi City, Laishui County was in a sensation, and Fang Yu and his party were surrounded by the shopkeepers.

Some people couldn't believe it when they saw the lump of silver, so they sneakily came over and took a bite.

In fact, the total amount of silver is only a few thousand taels, which is not incredible.

But who has ever seen someone melt thousands of taels of silver into such a big lump and push it through the streets on a broken chicken bus?
Pang Tiande and Old Man Zhao were extremely anxious now, not because they were afraid that the money would be stolen (they had to carry it first), but because they were afraid that these people would bump into Fang Shenzi.

The sophomores, seniors and a group of refugees surrounded Fang Yu, but some people still tried their best to squeeze in.

Finally, A Xiu was so frightened by these people that she started to cry. Pang Tiande was so angry that he pulled out the knife with a swipe and scolded: "If you want to do business, do business well. Who the hell dares to squeeze in again?" , I will chop him down!"

The city gate order was issued harshly, and these people finally calmed down and quickly took a few steps back, but they were still shouting:
"My family sells lacquerware. Would you like to buy some?"

"My family sells pottery and porcelain, ranging from small bowls to large water jugs. The prices are fair and reasonable. Come and take a look, too!"

"My family sells sugar, including brown sugar, white sugar, sucrose and maltose..."

Fang Yu comforted Axiu and nodded to Pang Tiande to express his approval.

Pang Tiande pulled out the knife in time. Fang Yu had already seen Teacher Pan rummaging for things in the sky. If something happened by then, today's procurement business would be almost over.

Right now.

Fang Yu found the shopping list he had written. In addition to the items assigned to others, there were also a lot of things for his group to buy.

It happened that all these people were almost here.

"Where are the people selling pottery and porcelain?" Fang Yu asked.

Immediately there were two people who looked like shopkeepers outside and became excited. They both raised their hands and jumped up shouting: "I sell pottery at home! I sell porcelain!"

"Get out! I was the one who shouted first." One of them blushed and had a thick neck.

"What evidence do you have? It was clearly me who shouted first." The other person did not give in.

Colleagues are enemies, not to mention that these two colleagues are still on the same street. If it is just a small business quarrel, forget it, but now this... haha, you can't retreat even if you break your brain!
Fortunately, Fang Yu purchased more than they thought.

Just as the two of them called the waiters and rolled up their sleeves to prepare for the fight, Fang Yu asked: "I want a thousand large and small coarse porcelain bowls, fifty kitchen pickle jars, and 40 large water tanks. Which one do you have?" Can you take it out?"

The two of them stopped immediately. No one can keep so much in stock.However, one of them was still reluctant to part with it and said: "I have a workshop at home, so I can eat them all."

Fang Yu said: "Are they all in stock?"

The man shook his head in embarrassment, and Fang Yu said casually: "Then don't argue. You two will sell it together. Let's discuss the distribution here first."

After saying that, he ignored them and shouted again: "Who sells tables, chairs and benches?"

……

Even many years later, people on this street will definitely remember this morning. It was such a lively and happy morning!

A group of refugees brought with them a dizzying amount of money, but everything they needed in the shop was swept away.

The ones that had the most food were the ironware shop and the woodware shop.

Orders for iron paving include hoes, iron catalpas, hammers, mountain axes, as well as a larger number of small components such as hinges and nails.

It is enough for the master and apprentices in the shop to work for a whole year.

The wood shop’s tables, chairs and benches will be available next year, and more than 400 thin-skin boxes alone have been ordered. Carpenter Wang has already announced that he will bring in eight more apprentices (free labor).

Well, there is also the smallest hemp rope shop, where those old guys rubbed and rubbed half the room's hemp ropes, but not even the ends of the ropes were left in what was bought this time.

The businesses on the street seemed to be celebrating the Chinese New Year. In comparison, the best restaurant in the middle seemed a bit deserted.

In the private room by the window on the second floor, a pair of anxious eyes were staring at Fang Yu and others.

The owner of these eyes is Wang Ci, the official historian of this county.

Originally, colleagues from the county government gathered here today. Wang Dianshi drank a few glasses of wine and wrote two poems, and he was in a good mood.

Until I saw this group of refugees entering the shoe shop and showing off the ridiculously large piece of silver.

The money was like a knife thrust into Wang Dianshi's chest. He knew that he had made things simple for these refugees.

There are tens of millions of refugees in the world, but there are generally only two types, one is the refugees who are easy to bully, and the other is the refugees who dare to rebel.

Wang Ci had previously classified the group of refugees outside the city as the first type, and just wanted to urge them, intimidate them, and let them leave on their own.

Now it seems that they may be the second type.

Otherwise, where would their money come from?

Money will not fall from the sky, Wang Ci thought, so this money must be something they were willing to get from robbing families along the way.

I heard that there were between 4000 and [-] of them before. I don’t know how many gentry families suffered misfortune!
Now this group of refugees, no, they should be refugee bandits, have arrived in Laishui County, pretending to be harmless and patrolling outside the city and refusing to leave. This is a disaster!
Wang Dianshi was worried and quickly told his speculation to the people at the banquet.

"...In order to avoid people finding out where the money came from, they simply melted the money into one piece, and now they have arrived in the county town in a grand manner, buying both wood and iron tools, fearing that they are preparing to attack the city! "

Wang Dianshi spoke in a serious tone, as if the "rogue bandits" attack on the city was imminent.

However, people at the wine table were a little disapproving. For example, the most prolific poet today shook his head and said: "Bringing wild flowers and village wine, how can worries come to mind? Dian Shi is worried too much. If you have money, you may not have stolen it." .”

The tax ambassador also laughed and said: "It doesn't matter where the money comes from, as long as they spend it in our Laishui County, this year's commercial tax will be collected."

How long has it been since you started trying to exploit merchants?

Wang Ci felt angry when he heard this, and slammed the table and said, "That's ridiculous! How can you be so relaxed when such a gang of gangsters are watching outside the city?
At night, how can you sleep? "

(End of this chapter)