A tour of Japan's Warring States Period

The light troops advanced quickly, and they returned to their own territory anyway. The men and horses recruited on the spot were allowed to leave the team and go home on their own. All the food had been eaten, and it was impossible to retain the army.

Back in the mountains, Hamamatsu's troops were disbanded on the spot, and they went home individually.

The castle town in Fuchu was naturally very happy. The ten thousand Shinano people were all brought back by Koheta Tai. The originally lifeless castle town was full of reunion laughter.

After clearing away the previous haze, and also entering into a one-year collegial agreement, under normal circumstances, there would be one year of rest and recuperation. The Kanto Battle was lost, but the Yamauchi family was not lost, as long as they were still there.

Others were happy, but Xiao Pingtai was not happy, and the entire official warehouse in Fuzhong City was completely wiped out. To put it bluntly, we can no longer even guarantee that the city has sufficient rations.

"How did it get to this point?"

Sitting in the castle and in the mountains, the chief accountant was checking accounts. The more he looked at the situation, the more he felt his heart grow colder. Hamamatsu's savings had been completely emptied by Xiaopingta, and even more than half of the official salt had been given away.

I originally thought that there would be a little bit left in the house, so that I could carry it until the summer harvest was over, and then I could catch my breath again. When the autumn harvest came and the rice came down, I would have more ways to move around.

The key point is that in addition to rice, the annual tribute in autumn also includes money. Various miscellaneous taxes can always bring in tens of thousands of dollars, so that you can have more than enough energy to do anything.

"How many more days can it last?"

"Ten days at most..."

"Ten days! The military rations and rice provided by Mashanuchi's family can only supply the city for ten days!"

Xiaopingtai left for more than two months without accounting, and the accounts were ruined to this extent.

"In the money-making place, dozens of coins are minted every day. Where is the money?"

"The 600 guan that Muxu gets every month, where's the money?"

"Mashino Jinshan can produce ten taels of gold every day, where is the money?"

Xiao Pingtai slapped the account book and slammed it on the table. Tongxin and Li were trembling in shock and did not dare to speak.

"After I left for Hamamatsu, the money and food in the government were tight, and the expenses for recruiting girls could not be diverted. You personally handled the salary increase a year ago, and it has really emptied the government treasury."

"Then what? I spent the next two months' money out of thin air!"

"This..." The name Yuli looked at the Yamauchi chief who was sitting next to Xiao Pingtai and did not dare to answer.

"Don't make it difficult for them. I borrowed five thousand guan from Nawu!"

"Borrowed!"

Xiaoping couldn't believe it, how could the dignified Yamauchi family be in such a state of decline that they had to borrow money.

"What's the interest rate? How many years is the term?"

"Thirty-five percent interest, one season loan period." The chief planner in the mountain said slowly.

Thirty-five percent quarterly interest! (It is said that during this period, the French king borrowed short-term debt, and the half-year interest rate was 50%, which was really scary.)

Five thousand guan with three months’ interest of 1,750 guan!

"How can you borrow this! How can you borrow it!" Mrs. Xiao Ping never thought that she would make such a big mistake when she was not around.

"You always have to spend money to recruit women, and you also have to prepare money for merit awards. There is really no way."

"So you borrow money? Even if you misappropriate His Highness's official funds, you can't borrow money. If you borrow the running debt, you will be in doom!"

"There really is no other way!" Chief Yamauchi still said the same thing.

silence!

"Why are you so angry? It's just five thousand dollars. What does it mean to you?"

Hearing the sound, Zuemon walked into the official hall as if he was on a familiar road, and no one stopped him at all.

"Sukezaemon is here to collect debt from me?"

Koheita looked at Sukezaemon, and his thoughts and efforts dispersed, leaving a way for Sukezaemon to come out.

"No, no, no! As a person, Danmasa only had a mere five thousand kan, so how could he default on his debt? Just give Fujiwara Danmasa's name and take it to Sakai, and he can easily raise 350,000 to 50,000 kan immediately. easy."

"Who can say that Tanzheng can make countless money with just one word!"

"Sukezaemon isn't here just to flatter you, is he?"

Seeing the increasingly wealthy Sukezaemon in front of him, Koheita knew that he would definitely go to the Three Treasure Hall for any reason. Five thousand guan is naturally just a small sum for Na Wu. But using it as an introduction so casually doesn’t look like it.

"Your family has already repaid me a thousand guan before. I don't need it at all, but..."

"But it doesn't matter."

"The persimmon lacquer used in the spring should be mature."

yes! After spending a huge sum of money and delaying it for four years, the first batch of persimmon lacquer should have matured! The fine persimmon lacquer, which is worth hundreds of dollars per kilogram, has been lying dormant in the warehouse for a long time.

"You want exclusive rights!"

"Akito, don't tell secrets! From now on, I, Naya Sukezaemon, will be the general dealer of Yamauchi Kaki Lacquer!"

The raw lacquers of Hida, Kii and other countries have long been controlled by other merchants and temples, and Natsuya will not be allowed to get involved. Yamauchi's persimmon lacquer has just begun to be produced. As the quality is not inferior to that of raw lacquer, and it can be colored at will, even if it is exported to China, it will be very profitable.

"Sukezaemon is such a good plan!"

"It's just a business negotiation. There are still twenty days left to borrow the five thousand guan. The dignified Yamauchi clan will never default on the loan."

"Three years!"

"ten years!"

"Five years!"

"Eight years!"

"Not counting this year, it's six years!"

"Delivery now!"

"Heiroku! Get the key and open the warehouse now!"

The heavy hardwood door of the semi-underground fireproof warehouse made of Taigu Stone was pushed open. The air in the library didn't have any rancid smell at all, but had a cloying sweetness, even too sweet.

After waiting for a while, a few people walked in. Buckets of persimmon lacquer were stacked neatly from bottom to top. They had never been disturbed in more than three years. There is only a thin layer of dust on the barrel, and it looks exactly the same as when it was first placed.

Sukezaemon obviously came prepared and inspected the goods on the spot. Randomly select a bucket of persimmon lacquer, pour it into the wooden bucket, add safflower, ink, and indigo respectively, and mix well.

The originally translucent persimmon lacquer quickly changes color after adding pigments. After mixing well and applying it to the wooden board, it not only has no pungent smell, but also has a light fruity aroma.

The paint color is pure and thick, and the luster is soft. It is indeed similar to the best raw paint. It is a first-class specialty product.

"Dan Zhengcheng gave in! Hahahahaha!"

"Oh, I can't do business with you after all."

"How many barrels are there in this warehouse?" Xiaoping asked the handyman to look at the warehouse.

"A bucket of ten kilograms is equivalent to about five thousand barrels, and there are three warehouses of mature ones."

"Okay, got it."

Xiao Pingtai remembers that the first year he harvested more than 500,000 kilograms of persimmons. At first, a hundred kilograms cost less than two yuan. Although it was cheap, he never expected that only a hundred thousand kilograms of persimmon paint would be produced in the end. The paint yield is not very high, so it’s no wonder there are so few people doing it.

"Sukezaemon, I hope you can manage your business well and don't ruin my reputation as Yamauchi Kakiuri."

"Hahahahahaha, when it comes to marching, fighting, and running the country and managing the people, I am not as good as you. But when it comes to selling goods, exchanging what you need, and reselling them to the world, you are definitely not as good as me!"