In the golden October, the weather finally cooled down. The cool wind blew in from the window, and Zhao Yichang felt very comfortable.

In such a comfortable day, you have to do something comfortable. The smoke gradually dissipates after the mosquito coils is lit, and the bright autumn sun shines brightly inside the house. The insects are lying stiffly on the ground, Zhao Yichang tramples or beats them to death, and then sweeps them out of the house.

Since last year, Zhao Jiaren, the governor of Quanzhou, ordered people to weave many strange small cages with thin bamboo strips. The part under the cage looks like an upside down funnel, with a small hole in the middle, and the entire face is concave upwards. This cage is hung in places with many mosquitoes and flies. Within a few days, many black flies corpses began to appear at the corners below these cages. These annoying things actually starved to death in the cage because they could not fly out.

Some cages have accumulated too many corpses of fly, and the corners below have been filled. The street sweepers have to clean up regularly and burn the corpses of flies with fire. This year is the second year. After two years of hunting, the flies in Quanzhou City are very extinct. Zhao Yichang also hung the same cage at home, and according to the instructions on the notice, a small piece of meat was placed in the cage. Now there are no flies in the killed insects on the ground.

After eliminating these harmful selves, Zhao Jiaren happily brewed a pot of tea and began to drink slowly. Someone came to find Zhao Yichang in this bright late autumn. It turned out that Zhao Yichang had bought a stake. The investor asked straight to the point: "Brother Zhao. I don't know if you want to go out to sea recently."

Zhao Yichang attracted investment and the return was very low, but only about 30 yuan. He gradually lost interest in this business. He heard that he went out to sea, and asked unhappily: "What kind of sea is there?"

The investor said excitedly: "We heard that Zhao Zhizhou was going to send his fleet south. He said that as long as he was willing to send a ship to follow his fleet south, he could help those ship owners transform the ship. Zhao Zhizhou's ship does not require oars. You must know it too."

"Zhao Zhizhou promised to help you transform the rudder?" Zhao Yichang asked in confusion. Because he was too excited, Zhao Yichang's voice was loud.

"At least that's what Zhao Zhizhou said." The investor's expression was full of excitement. The shipbuilding level on Fujian Road was the highest in the Song Dynasty. After so many years, no one could tell that the rudder on Zhao Jiaren's ship was very good. It was just that there was a very serious teacher-education relationship in this era. The spinnaker used by Zhao Jiaren is completely publicly visible, and it would be fine if everyone learns it. Running on Zhao Jiaren's ship to steal the master will not only be stabbed, but also be accused. Zhao Jiaren has been an official in Fujian, and no one dares to do anything wrong.

However, it is different to transform ships, which means revealing the secret of the rudder. The first choice for transformation is naturally Zhao Jiaren's shipyard, but in some cases people will still choose a cheaper way.

Zhao Yichang also knew what the concessions Zhao Jiaren made meant. In recent years, Fujian Road has long been used to the lighthouse. Not only has the speed of navigation accelerated, navigation safety has also been greatly improved. Zhao Jiaren took the lead, and the light mode of the lighthouse has also been unified. It can not only provide guidance services, but also provide more signals. Now that Zhao Jiaren releases more technology, it means that Fujian's fleet can get more benefits.

As a hero from the world who has sold private salt, Zhao Yichang's first feeling was that he could not act rashly. He calmed down and said seriously: "Don't be anxious about this matter. Let's go to Zhao Zhizhou to ask first. See what he wants."

After hearing this, the investor nodded quickly. Zhao Jiaren made such a big concession, he would definitely have his intention. If Zhao Jiaren wanted to sell well, he would not have to wait until today. Since it has come to this day, it would not be a problem to wait for a few more days.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Yichang went straight to the magistrate's yamen. There were many cars outside the yamen, and there were crowds of people at the door. While pushing out those who wanted to get in, the yamen runners shouted: "The magistrate said, you wait for a queue. He will meet him one by one. If you can't wait, go to the opposite side, there are magistrate's staff there."

Looking at the crowd at the door and those who had already sent a long queue, Zhao Yichang knew that he probably wouldn't have seen Zhao Jiaren these days. With his relationship with Zhao Jiaren, he would not be given priority in any case. As a last resort, Zhao Yichang went straight to the opposite side. It was also good to see Zhao Jiaren's staff. Although they probably couldn't count, at least some people could talk a little better than blind people.

After entering the yard opposite, Zhao Yichang was disappointed. Those people probably could not be called Zhao Jiaren's aides, but Zhao Jiaren's accompanying him. A group of young men in their teens and twenties sat behind a row of tables, with a stack of paper on the table. They held goose feathers in their hands, and while talking to the people opposite, they kept writing and drawing with goose feathers.

As he got closer, Zhao Yichang heard those young followers recording their "names, ages, and origins". Some people seemed to have recorded these personal information and then began to answer those questions. First of all, it was whether the circulating promise was true. Of course, this question was clearly answered. Zhao Jiaren did say so.

The following questions are all kinds of. In general, they revolve around this promise. For example, where to modify the ship and how much does it cost. Anyway, someone asked questions about what Zhao Yichang thought of. Zhao Yichang didn't expect that someone asked questions. After listening for a while, Zhao Yichang felt that his understanding of this matter became much deeper.

Zhao Jiaren did not respond to all requests. He made three requests. First, he wanted to join the ship union he led. Second, he had to pay for hiring water. Third, he had to participate in the sales in the South China Sea.

In addition to paying for goods traded in the South China Sea, the participating fleets also had their own obligations to transport the goods Zhao Jiaren asked them to transport. The fleets interested in this originally wanted to exchange silk and porcelain that they could buy for spices that can be spices for great cannibals, but no one wanted to be a coolie for Zhao Jiaren. It can be seen that many people were dissatisfied.

After figuring out some things, Zhao Yichang stopped asking him to leave first. Seeing that there were not many people around, Zhao Yichang asked: "Now the opportunity is here!"

"Yes. I think it's an opportunity, too." The investor agreed.

Zhao Yichang's eyes shone, and his voice was filled with unbearable joy. "Zhao Zhizhou has been unique since he was young. Everything that followed him has gained benefits. If I was willing to lower my head to follow him in the early years, I would have been very rich now. So if you want to make money, you might as well bring all your boats with you. If someone is willing to sub-leas the boats, you will rent all those boats. After passing this village, there will be no store. If you are worried about losing money, you might as well rent the boats to me. I will make this money!"

The investor looked at Zhao Yichang's serious expression, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "I can rent two boats to you, and we will make half the money I earn. In addition, I will also send two boats."
Chapter completed!