In the years of ancient traders

Song Anan raised a finger, but made it difficult for his guards to move forward.

The gap in strength was clear at a glance, and Yang Jian was not a fool, so he gave a low drink and told the guards to step back.

It was the first time he looked at this Song Shu's follower, who seemed to be called Nan, who was usually quiet, but he was so skilled.Although their Fengqing Yang family was not from a military general background, they were a wealthy family that had lasted for hundreds of years, and none of his guards were vegetarians.It is easy for him to see the difference in strength, the strength of Song Shu's follower is probably far higher than that of the guard.

With such a powerful thug by his side, what is the origin of Song Silang?Yang Jian had to re-examine his cooperation with Song Shu.

Song Shu didn't know anything about these things.He only saw Song Anan's back standing in front of him, but he didn't see his hand poking someone's belly button, and he didn't know that he blocked three strong men with one finger.Therefore, Song Shu only regarded it as an ordinary conflict, and his family, Anan, lived up to expectations and prevented the disaster for him.

In the evening, reward him with a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

Even Yang Jian was invited out, and shopkeeper Wang knew that he was even more useless, so he politely greeted Song Silang and left in despair.Later, when merchants came through the back door, Song Shu refused them all. Those merchants were just ordinary merchants, and they didn't need Song Anan to step in. With Song He standing beside him, the momentum was enough.

With two strong bodyguards by his side, Song Shu felt that his life was full of security.It's no wonder that the boss of the auction business has somewhat of a Taoist background and doesn't have a reliable bodyguard, so he really doesn't dare to intervene in this business casually.

With no hope of going through the back door, these well-to-do wealthy customers and merchants all put in their best efforts, geared up and waited for the auction to come.

In addition to them, farmers around Xianghe, including some small street vendors in the city, also have sweet potato ideas.I heard that fifty or sixty golden fruits will be auctioned in this auction, and these wealthy households may not eat all of them, and it would be great if there are one or two left for them.

This golden fruit is very famous, if you get one and a half and plant it next year, it will be a big deal.After all, it is impossible for this thing to become popular overnight, and it will take several years to slowly promote it.

On the day before the auction, Xianghe Village was as lively as Datu County. Due to the long distance, many people tried their best to stay in the village.For those who are struggling, most of them rent a bunk at the local villager's house.Usually, a bunk cost a penny, soaring to ten penny a berth, but it is still hard to find a berth.

Someone did it himself, brought a tent similar to that of a herdsman on the grassland, and found an open space in the village to camp.

Among these tents, Mr. Yang's is the largest and the most magnificent. I heard that he also brought the brown bed that he bought at the previous auction. Many villagers were lucky enough to see this magnificent tent. Brown tied bed.

"Hey, with so much gold and jade, you can get a lot of money."

"What can't be eaten or used, it's useless."

"looks good."

"It's always less than the money for an ordinary brown bed, and sleeping is no different from him."

"That's it."

In the past few months, the villagers of Xianghe Village have seen some market encounters.They are now drying silkworm bags, making steamed buns, selling soybean oil, and there are so many golden fruits hidden in the house, and the days are getting better every day.

Compared with the luxurious tents, what they care more about is how much their golden fruits can sell.

The village chief's family dug up nearly forty sweet potatoes. This time, they took out the three largest ones for auction, hoping that the best-looking fruits would bring them unexpected harvest.

Granny Shi is different from their thinking, the big fruit is to be kept as a seed, and it will bear countless big fruits in the coming year.Her family brought out five sweet potatoes in one go, but they were all thin and small defective products.She thought, the seeds of these golden fruits are not good, even if the result is not good in quality, it is better to sell them, so as to bring more income to the family.

Other families have more or less their own ideas. Some people come up with the biggest one, some people come up with the smallest one, and some people come up with the one he thinks is the prettiest, or the one with the strangest appearance. They have various plans, and so on.

Song Shu's family had no plans to auction, and the fifty or so sweet potatoes that the villagers gave him were all piled up in the woodpile in the stove.He intends to eat some of the small ones, leaving good quality seeds.

However, he didn't have time to do it these two days, and the auction kept him busy for a while.

This time was different from the time at Wanghailou. There were no well-trained accountants and clerks to help, and not all the attendees were wealthy households. There were many and mixed buyers, and many were strangers from other places.

In order not to confuse the buyer during the auction, Song Shu asked someone to make a batch of bamboo boards, engraved Arabic numerals on them, and then painted them with colors, so that they can be seen at a glance.But no one here could understand the Arabic numerals, and Song Shu started his teaching career again.

He didn't expect everyone to be able to understand, this auction will be presided over by him personally, and he only needs two or three people who can record and register.Accountant Li is a fast learner, and soon he can write. He deserves to be a person who has been an accountant for many years.

Song Anan followed suit for a while, and Wu Niang and Liu Niang also listened.After hearing this, Liu Niang forgot and couldn't hold back after a while, and went out to play.Song Anan could memorize some of them, but he had to repeat them over and over again, and he still got confused from time to time. For example, he couldn't tell the difference between six and nine, and Song Shu mercilessly laughed at him.

What surprised Song Shu the most was Wu Niang.

Not only does she memorize very quickly, but she can also write and respond very quickly.Song Shu was relieved and asked her to help Li's accountant. In addition, Cheng Erniang also recognized the general idea and followed Wuniang so that she would not be afraid.

As for Song Anan, it would be too wasteful for him to learn how to count, and it would be best to be a security guard with his muscles.

Song Shu arranged for him to protect the sweet potato.

Although I had made sufficient preparations, the day of the auction was still somewhat unexpected.The [-] number plates prepared were all sold out.

"Those who have taken the number plate go to the side to register their name! If the number does not match the name, the transaction will not count!" Song Shu put his hands together around his mouth, making a trumpet shape, and repeated loudly.

The bustling crowd could not see the end. Fortunately, there were Song Anan and Song He guarding the side, and Guo Boss and his group of big men. These people did not dare to mess around, and they all lined up obediently.But with so many people, each casually saying a word was enough to cover Song Shu's voice.

At this time, it was Liu Niang's turn to play.

She gathered a group of little friends, and the children were nimble, shuttled through the crowd, and shouted Song Shu's reminder.Their voices were higher-pitched than adults, and they were easily recognizable. After a while, those holding the number plates seemed to have found the organization, and went to the side to find the shopkeeper Li to register.

Grandma Xue lives in a neighboring village and lives with her little grandson.

After Song Shu started making silk quilts, she also got some cocoons and started drying silk quilts. She was able to earn some wages every month, and the life of the family was much better.In this sweet potato incident, she happened to come to Xianghe Village to deliver silkworm bags, and because she dried them well, this time she got a basket full of freshly boiled silkworm cocoons.

When she came home, the sweet potato incident had just been reported, and she didn't know what it was, only knew that it had something to do with Song Silang.

Who is Song Shiro?It is the God of Wealth who makes their lives better and better!Grandma Xue didn't even hesitate, she ran home immediately, put away the cocoons, called her little grandson, and plunged into the mountain behind Xianghe Village.

"The first lot, a large golden fruit." Song Shu put a wooden box in front of the crowd, and stood on it and said loudly.

"The first lot, a large golden fruit."

"The first group of lots,..."

"The first group of lots,..."

Liu Niang's little friends stood in two rows, distributed on both sides of the crowd. After Song Shu finished shouting, the same words were passed on one after another, so that all the four to five hundred people present could hear them clearly.

"The starting price is [-] coins, and the price increases by [-] coins. The higher bidder wins." Song Shu said again.

Liu Niang's voice transmission team transmitted his words in an instant.

This sweet potato was as big as a child's head, and it was in excellent condition. It was one of the three that belonged to the village head's family.For such a good auction, the scene is naturally dominated by wealthy households, but it may be related to the first group, and the bidding is not fierce. In the end, shopkeeper Wang competed with Second Sister Li, and Second Sister Li took it into the bag.

"220 words."

"Hey, I can buy more than one stone of corn."

"It's really a golden fruit."

After that, two sweet potatoes of the same size were taken by Yang Jian, and this time the total price exceeded the usual money.

The crowd exclaimed.

That day, Grandma Xue and her grandson also dug up a dozen sweet potatoes.It doesn't look like much, but it is a rare treasure for them.Later, when there was an auction, Grandma Xue thought over and over again, and took out two ordinary-sized sweet potatoes—this was already the largest of her harvest.

She thought, it must be a good thing to sell.

Only good things can be sold at a good price.

With Yang Jian's record of consistent money, the price of sweet potatoes kept rising.Ordinary farmers and hawkers thought they could catch a leak, but when Granny Shi's five skinny and small sweet potatoes were sold for a total price of [-] Wen, they were completely desperate.

This golden fruit is indeed a golden fruit, they should stop playing this game of the rich.

Twelve hundred cash, wouldn't it be good to buy a silk quilt, or a few stones of corn?Why use it to buy wild fruits dug in the mountains?

Thought so, but no one put down the number plate, even when the starting price is low, there will be peddlers or farmers raising the plate, but the rich local and foreign merchants are more vicious, and they are often included in their pockets in the end.

When Grandma Xue's two sweet potatoes were served, the buyers, who had experienced five rounds of baptism of thin and small fruits, were refreshed.Although these two fruits are not as big as the ones taken by Mr. Yang, they are of good quality. If they are cultivated properly, the fruit must be very gratifying.

"Two hundred words!"

The starting price for this group of sweet potatoes was set at 160 renminbi, and was immediately called to [-] renminbi.

"220!" An out-of-town businessman raised a sign to increase the price, Liu Niang's team immediately amplified, and Wu Niang and Li's accountant recorded it.

Afterwards, there were several rounds of price increases, mostly merchants who hadn't yet taken the desired lot, and there were also a few wealthy local households.

"Five hundred!" The price hit a new high, but this time it was a big man who had never bid before.He was dressed in commoner clothes with cuffs tight, not like a merchant, and his two sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, very imposing, not like a farmer.

I don't know if his appearance is a bit scary, but the voice of raising the price suddenly became much weaker.

In the end, the big man came out to eight hundred and two and took the two sweet potatoes into his pocket.

Grandma Xue heaved a sigh of relief when her sweet potatoes were sold at a high price. With this money, her family can buy winter clothes and quilts.

The auction continued until the evening, and 53 sweet potatoes were auctioned for a total of more than 8000 yuan. Song Shu kept [-]% of his share, and distributed the rest to the villagers who took out the auction items according to the list.Everyone held heavy copper coins and smiled happily.Many people have never seen so much cash in their life, and they can earn so much from the wild fruits dug in the mountains. Song Silang is really their lucky star.

As the frost approached, it became colder.

Bai Yicheng wrapped his collar tightly and led the convoy towards Datu County, Hengzhou.

The convoy is full of his fellow villagers. They came from the south and brought the kapok grown in their hometown to the colder north, hoping to sell it for a good price.

In winter, poor families often use catkins collected in spring to store winter clothes and quilts, which are not very warm, and better than nothing.Rich families often use duck down and goose down, which can keep warm and keep you warm when you wear them.Some ordinary households with a surplus prefer kapok, which is warmer than catkins and not as expensive as duck and goose down.

Most of the kapok grows in the south, but it is a pity that the winter in the south is short, so it cannot be sold at a good price.Before the eight years of war in the north, they did not dare to transport the kapok to sell it. After the Tianxi Rebellion was settled, and the news that Yicheng Qizhou surrendered to the imperial court came out, their village happily formed a convoy and planned to Bring the kapok here, so that we can exchange a lot of money and silk, and have a good year.

However, wars and famines in recent years have turned many small rich families into abject poverty, while the real rich families have taken the opportunity to reap a lot of land and become even richer.They went to Dingzhou first, where very few people were willing to buy kapok, and everyone had no money, so they hoped for a warm winter this year with a little luck.

The only half-car sold was in a bean-growing village, where the bean farmers had a good harvest and the beans were sold at a good price, so there was some money left.I heard from a farmer surnamed Feng who often went out to do business there that Xianghe Village in Datu County, Hengzhou is very lively, and the beans in their village are sold there.

Datu County was not far from there, and Bai Yicheng got advice, so he took the people from his village and a dozen carts of kapok straight to Xianghe Village.

When they approached Xianghe Village, they found that it was really different here.Yuexing City, which is less than half an hour away from Xianghe Village, is already prosperous. There are also vendors selling silk quilts here. He has touched samples, which are really good things.

In addition, there are fried dough sticks, scallion pancakes, soup pancakes with toppings, etc., which he has never heard of.Many merchants and hawkers gathered here, and the nearby farmers seemed to have a lot of money. The fellow villagers in the motorcade were very excited. Several vehicles stopped in Yuexing City immediately, and the rest continued to go to Xianghe Village.

They heard from the peddlers in Yuexing City that Xianghe Village also had its own market, and they had just finished their Zaoquan at this moment, which was just right in the past.

What is early punch?Bai Yicheng was puzzled for a moment, and didn't bother to think too much, and led the motorcade to Xianghe Village.

In the open space in the middle of Xianghe Village, the Zao fist just broke up.

Some people have already set up their own stalls, and a stall selling fried dough sticks and scallion pancakes has also been set up.There are vendors here in the village, as well as in other villages. They sell all kinds of things. The villagers of Xianghe Village can buy most vegetables and daily necessities without even going out of the village, which is very convenient.

"I won't box tomorrow. I've been tossing and tossing for five days. I'm tired." Song Shu complained to Song Anan that he was caught every day these days, and his muscles were sore from practicing boxing.

"No." Song Anan flatly refused.

"Don't push yourself too hard, I'm your elder brother, you have to be obedient." Song Shu said, trying to win over Song Anan in terms of momentum.

"Strengthen your body." Song Anan completely ignored him.

Bai Yicheng came in with a motorcade. He never knew that an ordinary village could be so lively. Although his motorcade came in and attracted some spectators, many people turned a blind eye.This is in their village, with such a strange convoy coming in, won't it attract the attention of the whole village?

There were two young gentlemen in the open space, and they didn't even glance at him. The taller and thinner one talked endlessly, and the stronger one occasionally said two words, not many words, but every time he said it , the tall and thin little man looked frustrated.

Is it brother?Bai Yicheng guessed that the relationship is really good.

The tall and thin young gentleman was wearing a round-neck robe, and the stronger one was also neatly dressed, with no patches on his clothes.This village is indeed much richer than the others.

Bai Yicheng and the others found a good place, and immediately someone came up to them and asked them, what are they here to sell?

The people in his team took a linen bag from the car and showed it to the people: "The best kapok is soft and warm. Would you like some?"

It was Zhou's daughter-in-law who made the inquiry.Her family used willow catkins in previous years. Every winter, her teeth chattered due to the cold, and her hands and feet were covered with chilblains.This year, she has saved a lot of money from selling steamed buns to making a living in silkworm pockets and dormitories. She plans to buy some winter clothes and quilts for her family so that she can spend a good year in warmth.

Although kapok is not as light and airy as silk quilts, it is a few hills higher than catkins in previous years.

"How do you sell this kapok?" Zhou's wife asked.

"Fifty Wen a sack, a bag of three catties. You can also buy it loose, eighteen Wen a catty." Bai Yicheng said.This is the price they negotiated together in the village. If you buy more, it can be cheaper, but he has never met anyone who can buy more.Even in Nadou Village, there are more than two catties and three catties, and those who can buy two sacks at a time are considered wealthy.

Zhou's daughter-in-law nodded, and she made some calculations.

Three catties of kapok can store about one winter quilt. There are her, Dalang and Erniang in the family, so I need two beds anyway, and then I need to make three sets of winter clothes and trousers.They didn't have the money to buy these in previous years, so they have to do it together this year.

"Is it cheaper to buy more?" Zhou's daughter-in-law asked.

"Of course, two bags will give you 95 Wen." Bai Yicheng said.

"Can you sell four bags of one hundred and eight?" Zhou's daughter-in-law asked.

Four... four bags?Bai Yicheng looked Zhou's daughter-in-law up and down again. This woman is ordinary, with fewer patches on her body and rounder cheeks. She is not much different from other peasant women. She is so bold with four bags of kapok?

That's a full 180 words!If you switch to corn, you can eat it for more than a month, but if you switch to wheat, you can eat it for less than half a year.

"Okay, okay." Before Bai Yicheng could speak, the fellow who showed Zhou's daughter-in-law the kapok at first couldn't hold back.They walked along the way, and most of the people they met were those who bought less and had to cut half the price, fifty cents a bag?That's the asking price. They haven't sold it at such a high price before, and there are plenty of people who offered to cut it in half, so they didn't sell much along the way.If you really pay half the price, you won't lose money.

Zhou's daughter-in-law didn't bring so much money with her, and she couldn't move so much kapok.This is easy to say, Bai Yicheng hurriedly asked the fellow who spoke just now to send it to her, and went home with her to get the money.

The first business was off to a good start, Bai Yicheng was very happy, and the people in the motorcade were also gearing up.This Xianghe Village really lived up to its reputation.

After Zhou's daughter-in-law, someone came to inquire again.

There are people from Xianghe Village and some from neighboring villages. Most of these people have made a lot of money because of Song Shu's relationship.Winter is coming, it's time to buy winter clothes and quilts.Some people have already bought silk quilts, but they must buy winter clothes. This kapok is more cost-effective than duck and goose down, and it keeps warm, so they also bought a lot.

The people in Baiyicheng's convoy were all out, and there were still shortages of manpower from time to time, and those who came to inquire were not just asking whether to buy, most of them would buy one or two bags, and some would buy five or six bags.

Seeing that the kapok on the car had decreased visibly with the naked eye, Bai Yicheng only felt that the burden on his shoulders was getting less and less.

This time Lai Yicheng was first proposed by him.In the past few years, they were all sold in the south, and a bag can only be sold for more than ten yuan, which is very cheap, and the situation in the village has become worse every year because of this.This year, the war was temporarily suspended. Although many people in the village were worried that the north would be unsafe, Bai Yicheng persuaded many villagers to follow him to sell kapok in the north.

Some families who were worried about their safety and were unwilling to let others out finally delivered most of the kapok to him, hoping to sell it for a good price.

In Dingzhou before, he was almost desperate.

He thought it was cold in the north, and the unique kapok in the south would be sold at a good price, so he took the villagers here despite the high mountains and long roads.Unexpectedly, under the flames of war, every household has no balance, not to mention winter clothes and quilts, and even a full stomach is a problem.If they hadn't come to Xianghe Village, their kapok would probably be in their hands. When they returned to the south, the kapok would have lost the best time to make a move, and the villagers would lose their livelihood for a year.

But now, before noon, they had already sold two cars.

The news of the kapok quickly spread as the buyers returned home. Some neighbors even invited them to sell it in their village, saying that everyone planned to buy winter clothes.

A few cars split off and went to several neighboring villages.

Bai Yicheng is still staying in Xianghe Village with the large army, and there are still people coming here to buy it in a steady stream.

At noon, the topping soup cake shop not far away was full of people. These people had various accents, and they must have come from different places to do business for a living.The aroma of the soup cakes wafted over, and Bai Yicheng felt a little hungry.

This is another place where Xianghe Village is different from other places.

In most places, including Bai Yicheng's hometown, they eat two meals.And do the people in Xianghe Village still have lunch?Three meals a day, that's a habit only the extravagant rich and powerful families have.Although the soup cakes with toppings are not very expensive, but it is still quite a burden for most ordinary people to eat an extra meal.

"Do you eat three meals a day here?" Bai Yicheng asked when someone came to buy kapok again.

The person who came was the village chief. He stroked his gray beard and said with a smile: "It wasn't like this before. Later, Song's family ate three meals, and his workshop did the same. I gradually developed this habit. I eat some at noon, and only in the afternoon." Work hard, look at those people, they go out before dawn, and they have already sold a round of oil and come back, and they have to go out again in the afternoon. It takes so much walking, so don’t eat more. "

This topping soup and cake shop is jointly opened by his youngest son and the neighbor's Mr. Xiaolang. They can sell more every day, which can make money.The more people there are in the village, the better their business will be, so the Xianghe City is prosperous, and the village chief is not to mention how happy he is.

"The Song family?" Bai Yicheng had only heard about Xianghe Village, not the Song family, "Is this a rich family here?" He felt that the family the old man in front of him specifically mentioned must have some influence in the local area.

"No." The village head smiled, "It's just an ordinary farmer, but his family Shiro has the courage and insight. Look at the west of the village, he runs the steamed bun workshop, soybean oil workshop, and silk quilt workshop. He also taught everyone things like fire wall kang, scallion pancakes, stir-fried vegetables, fried dough sticks and so on. Many people have made money because of him, and now people from other places also like to come here. The chickens, ducks and vegetables raised by the villagers The sales are many times better than in the past.”

So god?

Bai Yicheng's eyes widened.

The village head smiled and pointed to the sack behind him: "Little brother, I bought six bags, can you please send them back for me?"

"The village chief is also here to buy kapok." Before Bai Yicheng could answer, another young gentleman walked over. He was wearing a blue round-neck robe, and he looked like a gentleman from a rich family in the city. The tall and thin one of those two.

"Song Silang." The village head turned around with a smile.

This is Song Silang?Also too young.Bai Yicheng was secretly surprised.

Song Shu also came to buy kapok. He had noticed the stall in the morning and had been busy until now before he had time to visit. Fortunately, it was not sold out yet.

"Toujia, how do you sell ten bags?" Song Shu asked.

It's time for his family to buy winter clothes. Kapok is much cheaper than duck and goose down, and it can also be used as pillows.He was really fed up with the wooden sleepers here, and he was not used to the buckwheat cores. The kapok pillows were good, soft and elastic, but he didn't know if they would be sold.

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Double more in one, is it thick and long?

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