Looking at Cao Dazhong's serious expression, Yang Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Relax, don't be so nervous."

Cao Dazhong's mouth showed an expression that was even more ugly than crying. The master in front of him was no longer the Bai Ding who could only enter the officialdom by bribing him six years ago. Now Yang Feng has grown into an existence that even he has to look up to. Now you put on such a formal expression. If I am not nervous, I will be damned.

Seeing Cao Dazhong still looked nervous, Yang Feng smiled and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and gave him one, "Come on... smoke a cigarette and relax."

Cao Dazhong took the Yan and looked at it, and his eyes immediately showed an unconcealed surprise, "Oh... Huanghelou, this is a good thing."

As the power of the Ming Dynasty's Royal Trading Company expanded in the Ming Dynasty, Yang Daren, who had been working hard, simply brought cigarettes over.

Tobacco was introduced to China as early as the Wanli period. It has been more than 60 years since then. It was originally transliterated as "Tanbaku", and later it was changed to the name tobacco.

By the time Yang Feng came to the Ming Dynasty, tobacco had become popular among all walks of life. Whether it was a dignitary or a commoner, he would have a mouthful of it when he was idle.

There are two main ways for people to smoke tobacco. One is dry tobacco and the other is snuff. The former is mainly the way for civilians to smoke, while the latter is popular in the upper class. As for cigarettes, it will take another three hundred years for China to appear.

After Yang Feng arrived, he naturally noticed this huge market, so he went on and just customized a batch of cigarette machines from modern society, planted them by himself, and purchased tobacco leaves to make cigarettes for sale.

Once this cigarette from more than 300 years later was launched into the market, it quickly occupied half of the Ming tobacco market and became popular in the entire Ming market in just a few years.

Yang Feng, the unscrupulous businessman, also specially divided cigarettes into several levels. For example, if there is no filter, a box costs only five cents, and the most expensive one is only more than ten cents. Ordinary people can afford it, but those with filters are different. The cheapest ones cost one qian, and the expensive ones cost one liang.

What, if you think it is expensive, you can smoke "economic" cigarettes with those mud legs. These filters are for rich people to smoke.

Of course, the best things are generally not available on the market. For example, the Yellow Crane Tower that Yang Feng took out was made from modern society, and it is the best in terms of taste and packaging. Generally speaking, in addition to paying tribute to Zhu Youxiao, the big boss, he only keeps himself to smoke. Occasionally, one or two boxes of water will immediately cause robbery. According to rumors, the Yellow Crane Tower that occasionally flows out even sells a high price of 200 taels of silver per box.

Although Cao Dazhong, as the chief seal governor of the Imperial Horse Prison, smokes only one or two silver boxes of cigarettes on weekdays. It is already the most advanced cigarettes that can be bought on the market. He can only watch and drool in high-end goods like Huanghelou, which are only available to Yang Feng and Zhu Youxiao.

I saw him skillfully put the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it, taking a deep breath, and his face showed an intoxication, "It's worthy of being a tribute. It's soft and not pungent, and it has a faint fragrance. It's really a good cigarette."

Looking at Cao Dazhong's skillful movements, Yang Feng smiled. This person is definitely an old smoker.

He walked to the head of the bed, took out a yellow crane tower from a pocket and handed it to him, "If you like it, just take it and smoke it."

When Cao Dazhong saw the cigarette in Yang Feng's hand, his eyes couldn't move away, "Oh, why are you so embarrassed? It's really a waste of money."

Although he said this, his hands were dissatisfied with the movements. He immediately took the cigarette over, and didn't know how he hid it. Such a cigarette soon disappeared.

Tobacco and alcohol are indeed the most effective way to get people closer. After putting away the cigarette, Cao Dazhong's eyes looked at Yang Feng much more friendly.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Duke, it's not that our family is talking too much. Recently, the memorials that impeach you in the court are almost flooding His Majesty's imperial study. I heard that the people in the Imperial Study room had to set up a room to store those memorials that impeach you. For you, His Majesty has won less than fifty or sixty people. Now there are even people in the capital who shouted the slogans to kill the traitors. You should be careful."

Yang Feng smiled contemptuously, "As the saying goes, scholars have not been able to rebel for ten years. These gentry members from the Donglin Party and Jiangnan asked them to make noise or play some conspiracies and tricks, and they were all masters, but if they really wanted to be serious, they were still far from it.

I can't touch me even if I give them ten courage, but there are some things that I have to be guarded against. Although Your Majesty has transferred the Beijing camp into the capital, I think the capital's troops are still not strong enough. Since you are here, you are here, please tell Your Majesty that the troops in Liaodong have been staying in Liaodong for a long enough time. It's time for them to move."

"Hiss... Duke, are you?" Cao Dazhong immediately understood in seconds and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Yes, since the Qing Tartars have been pacified, there is no need for the court to spend huge sums of money to raise such a huge army in Liaodong. Now the bandits are raging in the pass, and it is time to use them."

"Transfer the Liaodong Army into the pass?"

Cao Dazhong immediately asked without hesitation: "Dude, now you are in Jiangnan in the pass, and Lu Xiangsheng is enough to suppress bandits in Shaanxi. If the Liaodong army is transferred into the pass, no one will be prepared for the Mongolians on North Korea and the grasslands."

Yang Feng looked at him with appreciation. It seemed that this person was not a fool who only knew how to get on the position by relying on horseback. He still had some insights into the current situation. But I think so, if he was really a fool, Zhu Youxiao would not have put him in such an important position as the governor of the Imperial Horse Supervision.

He shook his head and smiled, "Who said that Liaodong has no troops? Isn't it enough to transfer Lu Xiangsheng's new army to Liaodong?"

Cao Dazhong shook his head repeatedly: "Isn't it okay? Most of Lu Xiangsheng's new army is from Zhili. How could the soldiers be willing to go to Liaodong in the snow? Maybe they will cause trouble?"

"You are not wrong with saying this." Yang Feng explained patiently: "Most of Lu Xiangsheng's new army are indeed from Zhili, and many people are definitely unwilling to go to Liaodong, but we can agree in advance that we will only go for two years, and we will rotate in two years. In this way, the problem will be solved?

I believe that two years are enough to solve many problems.”

"Tsk tsk..."

Cao Dazhong gave Yang Feng a thumbs up, "Gao...it's really Gao, Duke, you are this."
Chapter completed!