Beiyang new warlord

The house system was also the happiest distribution system in the 70s and [-]s. It was not bad for Yuan Chonghuan. Luo Zhige allocated him a big house facing the sun at the east end of the village and a small courtyard. His official career was like the sky falling, but The days will go on, but it can be regarded as the release of the shackles after arriving at the place of exile. Yuan Chonghuan's wife Liu and concubine Zhao are also considered virtuous. As soon as they settled down, they went to the yard to prepare firewood and cook. I don't know if they are empty How long is the house.

But Yuan Chonghuan at this time is really a scumbag!Letting the two women carry heavy objects there didn't help, and they just sat on the gourd shelf in the backyard like they lost their souls, staring at each other and doing nothing.

"Officer, it's time to eat! Hurry up and finish your meal, and go thank General Xiao Mao before he leaves!"

The rice is not a good meal, sweet potatoes and corn porridge, but for the family who have been imprisoned for more than half a year, wandering life and death, this meal at home is really sweeter than anything else, even though they are hungry Cooing, Mrs. Yuan and Mrs. Liu went to the backyard first with the meal, calling softly.

However, sitting there, Yuan Chonghuan still looked unlovable, without saying a word, stood and waited for a long time, finally Liu sighed helplessly, put the porridge bowl on the stone table, and It is back out.

But when the small courtyard suddenly fell silent, a steamed stuffed bun suddenly stretched out in front of Yuan Chonghuan, making him stunned.

"eat!"

Raising her head in astonishment, the oriental chick captured by Mao Jue was looking at him curiously with eyelashes flickering. Seeing Yuan Chonghuan raised her head, this girl handed the bun to his eyes again.

"Eat it! I stole it from the bandit's soldier's house! It's terrible here, I can't eat more than [-] meters of white noodles for a month!"

After a glance, Yuan Chonghuan continued to wander around and lamented his frustration in the officialdom. He raised his little hand for a long time, and the girl was sore, so she simply stuffed the bun into her little mouth.

"If you don't eat it, I will eat it!"

"You came here wearing an iron chain, were you also captured by that robber named Mao?"

"Your house also has a lot of gold coins, that's why the robber surnamed Mao arrested you, right?"

"How about we figure out a way to escape together?"

"Hey, why don't you talk? Are you dumb?"

While gnawing on the steamed stuffed bun, the girl simply sat opposite the stone table, looking at Yuan Chonghuan with watery eyes, not listening to each sentence, just like a lark, asking thirsty, and holding Yuan Chonghuan's table He took a sip of the porridge served.

Frustrated in the officialdom, especially when he trusted the emperor the most, Yuan Chonghuan was annoyed at first, but he was even more annoyed by her disturbance. After doing it, he simply knocked on the table and shouted angrily.

"I was sent here by the order of the Son of Heaven. I was not captured by General Mao. I will not escape, nor can I escape!"

"Wow, you can talk!"

With a slap in excitement, Chiyoji's eyes lit up a little, and she reached out and hugged Yuan Chonghuan's arm again.

"Uncle, do you know Emperor Ming?"

"The trouble is, can you write a letter to Emperor Ming? My house was robbed by that robber surnamed Mao, and he also robbed me, mother, and younger brother here. You can write a letter to Emperor Daming and ask him to chop it up." Can you take the head of that hairy robber?"

"is it okay?"

The city government, like Yuan Chonghuan, also collapsed at this moment, and pulled out his arm suddenly. Old Yuan went directly into the house annoyed, and even reached out to slam the door shut. Chiyoji couldn't help standing up and stomping her little feet.

"Knowing the Emperor of Ming Dynasty is so awesome! My family was still under heaven back then."

Just in the middle of speaking, the girl suddenly covered her small mouth in a startled way, looked left and right, then patted her newly developed small breasts, and immediately smashed her with her fist hit the wall.

"Uncle! I'll come and play with you again tomorrow!"

Inside the house, something seemed to be knocking.

Chapter 1. What is it?

"General, the best lake paper, as you said!"

Just entered July, a heavyweight came back, Qian Zeng.

When this guy left, Mao Jue was either busy dealing with Lee's North Korea or the Japanese pirates, and he didn't bother to greet him, so he let the guy go away quietly, and took away Mao Jueshan's three boats full of goods, including ginseng The deck has been occupied and has not yet been loaded. It is said that this distressed guy wiped his tears when he left. This time he came back and he learned how to behave. The Fuchuan Merchant Ship with a height of more than 30 meters actually brought back six. Of course, they brought back. There are even more southern goods.

On this side, captured Jin Lian's subordinate Li Chao coolie was unloading the goods with a wheezing, opened a box, and Qian Zeng was also excitedly gesturing to Mao Jue. They all followed suit, and Mao Jue patted it again and again in satisfaction.

Taking advantage of Mao Jue's joy, the kid with kidney deficiency went up and squeezed his shoulders, and said flatteringly.

"It's like this, Brother Mao, this time you raised a price, which made Master Fan feel ashamed. He actually made things difficult for you for so long. In order to express his sincerity, Master Fan decided to invest money in our Tieshan to repair a What do you think of the semicolon?"

"As much silver as he puts in, I also put in as much silver, and I get half the money!"

This end was still pinching the paper, Mao Jue said without thinking, and for a moment, Qian Zeng's smiling face froze there for a few seconds, before this guy clenched his fists sadly.

"You are always busy with everything, so don't bother you?"

"We've been friends for so long, and you still don't know me? Fighting wars is an amateur, but doing business is a profession! Master Fan is coming, so of course we have to do our best as landlords!"

"But this time, Master Fan will pay 10 taels to build a bridge between Yangzhou and Tieshan. We will settle the bills in the future, saving you from having to transport tens of thousands of taels of silver back and forth!"

"It's only 10 taels? The business is going to be big in the future! 10 taels is enough, I'll pay 20 taels, let Master Fan be more generous, don't be petty!"

Qian Zeng's eyes were wide open, Mao Jue had to carefully calculate the few thousand taels of silver before he set off, and now he's back and bragging without panting?

He didn't know that during the few months he was away, Mao Jue went to a friendly neighbor to rob him. Now he is worth a few hundred thousand taels if he is not worth a million.

Mao Jue understands Fan Dayan's little thoughts very clearly. He has seen this matter a lot in later generations. Let him set up a semicolon, and Tieshan directly monopolizes the northern goods running to the south of the Yangtze River. In less than two years , people have to lower the price, there is nothing you can do, because this road is broken, and no other merchants are rushing to the north. With this method, future generations don’t know how many local governments have suffered from developers. Mao Jue reads the news every day They are all fascinated.

However, if it is a joint investment and a covenant, Mao Jue is not afraid of being deceived by these Anhui or Shanxi merchants. At this time, Chinese merchants are not like the later generations. They earn all kinds of waste oil, saliva hot pot, and other black-hearted money. They love their reputation It is more important than caring for the eyes. I remember that in the late Qing Dynasty, some ticket companies went bankrupt, and the ticket owners did not hesitate to lose their fortunes. Several generations have to pay back the money owed. If the reputation is bad, you will not be able to get along in this business.

Qian Zeng probably collected money on both sides!After all, he was the comprador agent of Yangzhou salt merchants before. This time he doubled the price of the northern goods. He will definitely be pressured and questioned when he goes back. But understanding is understanding. I agree or not. I didn’t pay Zeng to continue writing. At that moment, he reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and Mao Jue laughed heartily.

"Okay, let's not mention this for now, let's go, Brother Qian, Mao has something to show you!"

The young man with kidney deficiency, whose face was as depressed as if he had eaten Xiang, gave orders loudly to the Tieshan port guard who was in charge of the wharf.

"Transport these rice papers to Yizhou immediately!"

Mao Jue is really shameless! Adelaina worked hard for a month with the help of the shipyard's top-grade wood, and she built that kind of British-style luxury carriage with corner bearings. The day before yesterday, this girl just drove Came back from Woongjin with a new carriage and showed it off to Mao Jue, but he was immediately requisitioned by him in the name of military use. The girl grinned angrily and chased him down several times around the Garau Peak Fortress.

It's a bit like a small car in later generations. The front and rear rows of wheels carry the lift pole, and there is even a steering wheel that controls the direction of the front wheels. The carriage is decorated with various patterns carved with gold powder. Mao Jue has not figured out the armrest until now. There are two beautiful Bavarian lions on the front of the car, wearing Celtic Valkyrie armor and flying forward with swords in their hands.The whole carriage is gorgeous anyway.

But at the beginning, when he heard that he wanted to go in a four-wheeled carriage, Qian Zeng was still a little reluctant, shouting that Mao Jue was too inferior. These days, the four-wheeled carriage is either a cart for the grass people to pull goods, or it is simply a hearse. It took about two hours for the car to arrive at the place, and his face was not the same as when he came.

"Brother Mao! Brother Mao! Where did you order this carriage? I want to bring three or five carriages with me when I go back!"

This car is too stable! A cup of tea is placed on the table in the middle, and it is spread all over the place, and the leather sofa is much more comfortable than the hard carriage of the two-wheeled carriage, not to mention the gold-plated ornaments inside the car, the gold-plated western Mythological carvings are simply the spokespersons of the tall! Especially this car is also very flexible when turning. The driver in front of the soldier turns the steering wheel, and the horse can turn wherever it goes. Unlike traditional Chinese carriages, the wheels are fixed. , Turning a corner will take a lot of effort.

But here Mao Jue became arrogant, raising his head proudly.

"This is the masterpiece of the foreign girl Adelaine you brought to Mao last time. Who is she? In their Western countries, she is a nobleman! Everyone is a lady, just like a hou and a uncle. She can sit in her carriage casually ?"

After saying that, he got out of the car and walked towards the Yamen with penguin steps like a British gentleman.

Followed behind, Qian Zeng couldn't help being confused by Mao Jue's words, ah Uncle Hou of the Western Country!What does it have to do with Daming?When she got here, she was not a female slave. After thinking for a long time, this guy finally figured out that the central theme of Mao Jue's words was nothing more than two words.

Bad money!

Since Mao Jue entered the Yizhou city, there has been a big change here. In the past, in Yizhou, the house of the owner of the scorpion was full of rules and regulations, and it was as quiet as a ghost. Now it is good, the streets are full of shops, especially Zhenglan Banner yamen, when Qian Zeng entered, a group of guards actually moved in with large buckets. The twenty or so rooms on the right seemed to be used as a new brewery.