Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 167 Business Planning
Now I feel a little more at ease.

Although Song Qingshu also lived in a cave dwelling, his Dusi Yamen was much more grand than other houses. They were all made of rubbery loess with branches, straw and grass, etc., and they were built from the top of the ground with stones and loess like usual to build a house. In the compound, the entire area in the middle of the well-shaped structure is his, and half of the area to the north is also used by him as a school ground. However, being an official these days has privileges, and the people below think it is normal.

The entire Dusi yamen is almost like a well-shaped nine courtyards, three of which are connected together in the front yard, and there are more than 20 caves in one cave, and a horse pen at the other end. More than 100 soldiers of Li Tiezhu lived here, and [-] of them were given by Zhang Xianzhong. The soldiers from Qingjian and the subordinates recruited by Scarface are composed of Zhao Sheng's capable men and horses. The last mutiny of Mr. Xing and the others made Song Qingshu really suspicious and jealous. He was relieved to use these people.

In the middle is the office. Zhao Sheng, Wang Biao, Monk Zhao still have scars, and Li Tiezhu and the others all live here. On the left side of the yamen is the blacksmith shop, on the right side is the armory, and behind it is the place where Song Qingshu lives. Li Gu'er and Li Gu'er also live here, and there are a few additional servants. The servants are all honest people who escaped from Xi'an with Song Qingshu. Young women were recruited to weave here, but Song Qingshu left a special space on the right side for a special purpose.

However, the courtyard house on the right is not really suitable for living. The sound of pigs screaming all day long is next to the Dusi Yamen. Next to Monk Zhao’s cave is a pig farm, which was acquired from another village landlord. The "borrowed" more than 100 pigs are kept there.

When Caiwei came back, there were only about forty soldiers left in the front yard, and the rest all went out with Li Tiezhu. After all, they were not self-sufficient at this time, and they needed to go to the nearby Zhuangzi to "borrow" and wave. Dismissing the soldiers, Song Qingshu walked straight to the courtyard in the middle, holding the bouncing Caiwei's little hand.

There is a yamen and a cafeteria. After all, Scarface, Liu Zongmin, Zhao Sheng, and other Qianzong, most of them are bachelors, and the guards don't pay money, so they all eat with Master Du Si Yes, eat with your subordinates, this way, you can get closer.

When Song Qingshu arrived, there was a long table, and thirty or so men ate as much as the pigs in the opposite pigsty. On the south side of the rice and north, bowls of noodles were eaten by them, and the guard also came from the nearby landlord Zhuangzi. Li "borrowed" hundreds of sheep, and killed one head twice in three days. The rotten mutton stewed on the table was guaranteed to be eaten under the offal.

The top, scar face, and Liu Zongmin are already very shameless and eat first. General Qian has some privileges, and their dishes are more abundant. They are brought by Han Juan, fried eggs with leeks, oily peppers, braised pork, etc. There was a soup, and the two ate it deliciously. Looking at Li Baoer who was already hungry, he swallowed, but the young lady of the Li family still obediently stood aside and waited with her hands tied.

According to the rules these days, women are not allowed to eat at the table. Although Song Qingshu didn't follow such rules and the whole family ate together, Li Gu'er still didn't dare to move his chopsticks before Song Qingshu, the patriarch, came.

"Officer."

Seeing Song Qingshu approaching, Li Gu'er bent down again to salute, while Song Qingshu waved his hands carelessly: "How can you be so particular about eating, sit down, and if you don't eat, the braised pork will be eaten up by Liu Zongmin! "

"Come on!" Touching his beard full of noodle soup, Liu Zongmin yelled angrily in a rough voice: "This braised pork is boring, it's all lean meat, there is no fat at all, I said, oil Aren't we enough? As for this little fat, let's cook oil!"

Smiling and not answering, Song Qingshu also turned over and took the first seat, picked up a piece of braised pork with the head of the chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Scarface is really used to being a soldier. Liu Zongmin would eat three bowls of noodles for five to six minutes. He finished it in 2 minutes. He touched the soup on his beard when he was full, and Scarface yelled again .

"Master Commander, the little flour we got from the bank yesterday was intercepted by Wang Zuohang's people. I said, you can't grow snacks every day, and let Wang Zuohang ride on our necks every day. what?"

"Xing, old man Xing doesn't even like it. He has led people to fight with Wang Zuogua for several times. You are the capital! You have to show it, or old man Xing will steal the limelight. When the time comes Who listens to you?"

Scarface is a veteran grapefruit, who knows all about the tricks of these generals in the army. Leading troops to fight depends on their high prestige. Now Wang Zuohang is suppressing him everywhere, and he often grabs things from Qingquanwei. Many people have already complained.

When mentioning Wang Zuogua, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sneer.

Different from myself, what was it like when he came here? After more than two months, Wang Zuogua's army is still like that. They haven't even repaired a kiln, let alone opened up wasteland and farmed. The people under Wang Zuogua's command are horse thieves, green forest robbers There are also deserters from the frontier army who form the main force. Farming is really a layman for them. Wang Zuogua himself is not a business material. Change, although I came to the door to borrow, at least I didn't kill people if I could, but he was good, he did everything from burning, killing and looting, the only restraint was that he didn't go to the county town.

Standing up suddenly, pointing at the officers below who were eating, Song Qingshu asked with a sneer, "Don't you listen to me?"

A large group of people almost sprayed out all the noodles. Seeing Song Qingshu's gloomy face, they hurriedly bowed their heads and said, "This subordinate swears allegiance to Master Du Si!"

With the implementation of the recruitment system, the army at the end of the Ming Dynasty has become more and more private. Soldiers are generals. All officers regard their generals as loyal targets, which is also in line with the main theme of this era. Nodding in satisfaction, Song Qingshu said coldly.

"Look, in these two months, Wang Zuogua will definitely be unlucky, everyone, be patient, and continue eating!"

As he said that, Song Qingshu sat back again, and gave Caiwei a piece of meat, but his words made everyone look at each other, and couldn't help but whisper to each other whether they knew something inside .

The soldiers eat fast, and the soldiers in the inland guards have always been farming nine points and defending the city one point. Everyone has production tasks. A meal can be eaten in more than 20 minutes, and the generals also left one after another.

Song Qingshu himself was much more relaxed, and the last one wiped his mouth politely after eating, and just when he was about to get up to leave, Li Baoer suddenly told cautiously from the side: "Officer, just now, sister Han Juan I also said something, in a few days, Mr. Li Xin and Mr. Li will leave and go back to Henan."

Without even pausing, Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Whether he walks or not is none of my business."

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In the afternoon, he inspected the potato fields again, showing his rights. At about two o'clock, Song Qingshu returned to the yamen, followed Zhao Sheng and the busy scholar Tian Boguang to check the income and expenditure of the guard, and hurriedly After waiting for half an hour, he finally went to the backyard, but instead of going back to the cave dwelling, he went to the empty courtyard on the right.

The smell in this yard is not good, there is a smell of caustic soda, and there is also a little pig smell. Liu Zongmin complained that all the pig fat that is gone is explained here, and there are large and small clay pots on the corner of the wall. It was full, and there were also finished products, and the yellow-orange-orange soap was placed all over the place.

When fooling Hong Chengchou, Song Qingshu was planning to develop business vigorously after he had a solid base, and he had to recruit security. After finally settling down, Song Qingshu put his idea on soap again.

Although the Yan'an Mansion was devastated by the peasant army after it was conquered by itself, it is a mansion city after all, one of the residences of the governor of Yansui, and it communicates with the grassland to the north and the commercial center of Xi'an to the south, and there are still many merchants coming and going Yes, as a commodity production area, it is still very promising to wholesale soap here.

After the lard is tanned, it becomes a neat handmade soap. More than a dozen women cut the soap into small pieces with a knife, and the scraps are not wasted. Large pieces, these can also be sold for money. As for the soap making waste liquid, it is stored in a large tank. The foreign monk Tang Ruowang is actually busy working around the tank with a sad face.

"Hey! What glycerin do you want!"

A box was filled with pale yellow crystals, shining faintly in the sunlight. Seeing Song Qingshu approaching, Tang Ruowang stuffed the box in full of aggrieved feelings.

"Brother Song, I am the servant sent by God to the east to convey the gospel of his old man, not your alchemist! Can you ask me less about this matter next time?"

The red beard was twitching, Tang Ruowang, whose hair was messed up now, blew his beard and stared, and yelled, took the box, and Song Qingshu hurriedly said with a smile: "It's hard work for those who are capable! Besides, aren't all the people in our health center converted now?" How old are you? Tomorrow! Tomorrow I will go to Yan’an Mansion and hold another puja for you! Let those ignorant people accept God’s gospel, what do you think?”

Those who can come to China from thousands of miles are all extremely fanatical Jesuits. Although Tang Ruowang became a high-ranking official in the Qing court in his later years, at this time, missionary work was still his main concern. He got the guarantee from Song Qingshu and muttered a lot Tang Ruowang was tricked into continuing to help him with a bunch of Saxon languages ​​he couldn't understand.

Looking back, looking at the boxes full of soaps, Song Qingshu stroked the mustache he had managed to grow in satisfaction.

It's time to take it out and sell it!

(End of this chapter)