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Chapter 153 The raccoon dog on a hill

Zhao Xing left, and Taiyuan returned to peace and tranquility again. However, in an elegant small courtyard behind Zhongzhou Restaurant, the largest restaurant in Taiyuan, the atmosphere was very warm. While drinking, Fan Wendou, the leader, twisted his right thumb, and the green ring like a pool of clear water, looked very proud.

This ring is a priceless item. It not only has a pure and flawless texture, but the most important thing is that it contains great significance - this is what the old Khan King Nurhaci personally took it from him and rewarded him. This is identity and a kind of glory.

After three rounds of drinking, Fan Wendou saw that it was almost done. He gently patted his hand with the ring on the table a few times. The huge jade ring made a crisp sound on the table, which immediately made the other people shut their mouths, straighten their bodies, and look at everyone's boss solemnly, waiting for his instructions to explain.

Faced with his companions' respect for him, Fan Wendou was very satisfied. But what everyone respected was not Fan Wendou, but his hot cousin Fan Wencheng in Dajin.

It is this line that allows everyone to maintain extremely high profits in the smuggling of the Later Financial Department.

The rise of the Qing Dynasty, a Han man who failed the exam, played a huge role.

This world is strange. The Han court tried its best to support scholars and scholars, exhausted its national strength, did its best, and aroused absolute dissatisfaction among the lower-class people.

However, most of the so-called elites cultivated by the court at all costs were ungrateful. There was the theory of the Central Committee of the Han Dynasty and the despised Qin Hui. Now it is Fan Wencheng. Wang Jingwei, who was later, and a large number of public intellectuals in later generations.

Because of his ability, he could not enter the official career, but did not look for reasons in himself. Instead, he had a kind of extreme attitude of not being able to appreciate his talent. He blamed all his dissatisfaction on his mother tribe, and instead was willing to defect to the foreign tribe, becoming the biggest disaster to deal with his mother tribe. In front of his new master, he did not hesitate to be a dog, but for a bowl of pitiful dog food, he tried to please his mother tribe even more ruthlessly.

In order to defeat the Jiannu war, the Ming court implemented the best method in later generations, which was to rely on its huge economic advantages and the economic dependence of neighboring countries on the Ming Dynasty, and to implement an economic blockade on the Jiannu of the Later Jin Dynasty, as well as Mongolia, which had been turbulent.

The effect is quite obvious, but it is this economic blockade that has opened up a path to becoming rich for shameless traitors, and smuggling is taken for granted.

Fan Wendou saw the burning war outside the border, and also saw business opportunities. What kind of transactions is the most profitable? Of course, it is to make war and wealth. So he seized this god-given opportunity. Since there was a connection outside, Fan Wendou contacted several other companies. When Nurhaci had just emerged and lacked funds and materials, he dared to pay them a credit and made a pre-investment.

Of course, Nurhaci, who was blocked to the point where he almost lost his underwear, gave the most full profit to their smuggling behavior, and the interest he gave was terrible twice as much.

Although Nurhaci had a bad temper, a little nervous and unconfident, such as problems, this person had a very good reputation. After a war against the Ming Dynasty in the Central Plains and the original accumulation of victories, he was even more reluctant to snatch the gold and silver he snatched for free and bought military supplies for his own war, so he was very trustworthy. So, bloody gold and silver poured into the pockets of eight people like a tide.

For these 8 companies, what's wrong with the bloody silver? Isn't it all over to wipe it off?

"Just a few days ago, I received the order from my own Mr. Fan. My master was going to make a big move recently. Now it is time to prepare for the war. We need a large amount of food, grass and weapons and materials reserves, and we have offered twice the price. Do you already know?"

Of course I already knew about this. Everyone nodded. This was a business opportunity. As the saying goes, when a cannon fired, there were tens of thousands of taels of gold. Everyone was eager to try this matter and tried their best.

"That guy from Pidao has been removed by those who are interested, so our trade route from Jiangnan to Liaodong has been opened."

"But rice is fine, but one thing is that the rice in the south is really unacceptable to the warriors in Liaodong. After a few big bowls and two farts, I felt hungry again. What I lack is beans, millet and wheat. This is not something that the south can solve, and we still need to raise it in the northwest."

Everyone looked at each other and laughed at each other.

There is no way to do this, this is the difference between food in the north and the south.

In fact, except for the Ming Dynasty's successful attack on the north from the south, counting the various dynasties in the Central Plains, they all unified the south from the north. In addition to the often-called fierce northerners and brave cavalry, the most important thing is the food problem.

The south is mainly rice, and it is not resistant to storage during marches and wars, but they are not resistant to hunger. A soldier has two meals a day, each meal of half a kilogram of rice, but he still wakes up from hunger in the middle of the night.

But the millet and wheat in the north are completely different from this.

The storage tolerance of millet is simply invincible. As long as it is dry, there will be no problem in storing it for 50 or 7 years, and there will definitely be no worms in it.

When a soldier, if he holds a few wheat cakes in his arms during a war, he can no longer have the worries of logistics support within three to five days, and he will be able to hold hunger and strengthen his body. This is an advantage that the south does not have.

"I don't know how much beans are needed and how much wheat is there?" asked Wang Dake, the largest grain merchant.

"One million stones. Three times the price." Fan Wendou easily said the number.

Faced with such a number, the largest grain merchant in the northwest couldn't help but take a breath: "The price is indeed tempting, but this number is really too large. At this time of natural disasters, the task will not be completed in such a short time."

The fact that the largest grain merchant in the northwest feels difficult means that things are quite difficult. But Fan Wencheng smiled indifferently: "This matter is related to the big moves in the future. As mentioned above, if we do it, we will have a richer quota, but if we can't do it, we will lose the trust of the other party. Think about it carefully."

On the one hand, there are difficulties and on the other hand, there are generous rewards and future development opportunities. Others are all in deep thought. They are not asking about their conscience, but thinking about how to complete the task.

Fan Wendou tapped the table gently again: "Actually, I have raised this number and everyone just pays some money. The only thing I was worried about at the beginning was the problem of the passage, but now it has been solved, so everyone can wait to get rich."

Everyone looked at each other, then patted their chests and promised: "Money is not a problem. As long as you say, we brothers will raise four or five million tomorrow, it will be fine."

Fan Wendou laughed: "Don't have that much, the capital of food is only about 2 million taels. As for buying a road, didn't we just take out 80,000 taels? Didn't the local buns that had never seen money have been easily settled by us?"
Chapter completed!
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