"Brother, get up." Zhao Yixiu shouted outside the door.

"Come in." Zhao Yichang turned over and stood up.

After Zhao Yixiu entered the door, he didn't talk nonsense to his elder brother Zhao Yichang, and started to ignite mosquito repellent slices. Zhao Yichang wanted to say that there was no need, but when he saw his sister's attitude was firm, he swallowed this back into his stomach.

There was smoke in the room, and Zhao Yixiu pulled his elder brother out of the room, and the brother and sister sat in the yard. Looking at his sister's happy look, Zhao Yichang smiled and said, "You are so old, you are still like a child. Are you going to get married?"

"I don't want to get married." Zhao Yixiu immediately shouted to his elder brother.

When his two sisters talked about getting married, they were so consistent. Zhao Yichang could not find any other way of expression except Xiaoxiao.

When the smoke dissipated, Zhao Yixiu lit mosquito coils for his elder brother, then rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and took out his elder brother's clothes and threw them into the water soaked in the powder to start scrubbing. Two days later, Zhao Yichang confirmed that the new mosquito coils and powder that appeared in Quanzhou were indeed very effective, so he immediately went to Zhao Jiaren's home to visit.

The servant led Zhao Yichang into the yard and saw Zhao Jiaren packing his things. Before Zhao Yichang could speak, Zhao Jiaren came happily, "Zhao Yichang, if you came one day later, I will not be in Quanzhou."

The two sat down in Zhao Jiaren's study, and Zhao Yichang asked straight to the point: "I heard that these mosquito coils and powder were transported by Jiaren?"

"That's right." Zhao Jiaren answered very readily.

Zhao Yichang didn't want to talk nonsense, he said directly: "If it were this deal, I could do it with Jiaren."

"This year is not enough. It's almost sold out." Zhao Jiaren also didn't want to talk nonsense. Although he had enough imagination about pyrethra and mosquito coils, Zhao Jiaren still didn't expect that it would be so popular. He used the water soaked in pyrethra medicine powder to treat scabies, used to wash clothes, and kill parasites on clothes. Zhao Jiaren did not expect that the incense making shop could be developed to such depth. Seeing the wisdom of the people, Zhao Jiaren was really surprised.

Because of this, the mosquito coils that originally thought would take several months to sell out have already set off a craze. More than 20,000 pounds were indeed a lot, but if a family used up one pound, it would only be a demand for 20,000 households. Quanzhou and Fuzhou had at least 100,000 households in total. Zhao Jiaren knew that when he went south, at least 5,000 pounds of mosquito coils and medicinal powder were transported to Jiangnan East Road by ship, where Lin'an, Suzhou Prefecture, and Qingyuan Prefecture were there, and the consumption power was no less than that of Quanzhou and Fuzhou. There was no modern artifact like DDT in the Song Dynasty. In the era when mosquitoes were raging, pyrethra had an extremely broad space.

"Brother Yichang, this thing can be used for about a few months every year, but there are some things that are useful every day. I wonder if Brother Yichang is interested." Zhao Jiaren asked.

"What?" Zhao Yichang's voice was particularly cold. He found that Zhao Jiaren's expression was very calm when he spoke, and it seemed that he was telling the truth. This attitude reminded Zhao Yichang of several not-so-right business he had done. When talking about such a risky thing, everyone had such expressions.

"Grain. Chameng rice." Zhao Jiaren gave a clear answer.

At first, he stared at Zhao Jiaren in shock for a moment. Zhao Yichang was angry and said loudly: "Brother Jiaren, are you trying to kill me? You are thousands of miles from Quanzhou to Chameng. Not to mention the danger on the road, even if I arrived at Chameng, my eyes were dark, and it would be useless if I went there!"

Zhao Yichang thought that Zhao Jiaren would be shrugged by these words, at least he would be a little ashamed. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiaren actually praised with his eyes shining: "Well, if you want to buy food from Chameng and Vietnam to our Song Dynasty as we wish, first of all, there must be ships that can sail along the coast, and secondly, a reliable route. With these two, we must also be able to build forts locally and guard our business base. These are not easy. But after thinking about it, there is no other way except this road."

Zhao Yichang looked at the fifteen-year-old boy with hair in front of him in surprise. Quanzhou's study style is as strong as other prefectures and counties in Fujian. There are as many people who can tell the truth. This is the first time Zhao Jiaren said. This looks like a fifteen-year-old boy, at least a young man in his twenties.

Maybe he met an unreliable madman? Zhao Yichang had to consider this possibility in depressedly, which made Zhao Yichang extremely disappointed. When he came, he thought he could find a safe way to make money from Zhao Jiaren. Zhao Yichang forced himself to continue asking: "I wonder why Brother Jiaren said that this is the only way to go?"

"Although mosquito coils and powder are good, they just divide the rice in the pot. Without these mosquito coils, will everyone have a life? Only by opening up grain routes to Chameng and Vietnam can the whole pot be more rice. To open a route, you have to build a ship and hire a sailor. This requires a lot of money. What do those shipbuilders and sailors do if they have money to do? They are not buying grain and clothes? In the final analysis, if they spend this money, they will eventually have to have it.

Grain comes for the people. If we can transport grain back to the Song Dynasty, the people will be able to live their lives. If it is just a shipbuilding and the grain has not increased, so much money is spent on buying grain. Once the price of grain increases, the money they earn will be worthless immediately. Not only that, the money from other industries will become worthless. This is the root of the turmoil." Zhao Jiaren talked endlessly, and took a piece of paper while talking and drew a relationship diagram for Zhao Yichang.

Zhao Yichang has done many business operations, although Zhao Jiaren's words disappointed from the bottom of his heart because what Zhao Jiaren said did not meet Zhao Yichang's expectations. However, Zhao Yichang was also surprised and even frightened to find that he actually understood the major things Zhao Jiaren said.

Now, he was unwilling to leave immediately. He encountered many business deals before, and even fiercely opposed by many people. Zhao Yichang has finally seen the reason from a theoretical perspective. Those trades are snatching food from other people's bowls. Zhao Yichang asked: "Brother Jiaren, can you have a business to add rice to the pot? If there is, you might as well tell me."

Zhao Jiaren spread his hands and said calmly: "I am just a county magistrate now. Even if I have ideas, I just think about it. What I do now is to build a fleet and prepare in advance. I heard that Brother Yichang is good at sailing, so I want Brother Yichang to come to me."

"This..., no." Zhao Yichang replied hesitantly.

"Why?" Zhao Jiaren asked. He didn't really want to give up the opportunity to cooperate with Zhao Yichang. Zhao Yichang is the one who is good at sailing in Zhao's family. Maybe someone else is more proficient, but Zhao Jiaren doesn't know who those people are. Moreover, as Zhao, he is also an advantage. It is still an irreplaceable advantage.

"...I have two sisters, and my second sister is going to get married. She still needs a dowry of 500 yuan. If this matter cannot be done, I will be unable to sleep or eat." Zhao Yichang said a reason.

This reason made Zhao Jiaren hesitate. Five hundred guan is not particularly large for Zhao Jiaren now, but Zhao Yichang's parents are both there. From the customs and actual situation, it is not his turn to do this.

As a psychologist, Zhao Jiaren had to think that Zhao Yichang had a compensatory mentality. Maybe he felt that some of his things were not done right, so he wanted to make compensation from other things to achieve psychological balance. At least it was what Zhao Yichang believed to be psychological balance.

This mentality is very common and easy to understand. However, from the perspective of a psychologist, Zhao Jiaren believes that this is a heart disease. This practice is like attaching a toe to the foot of a person who lacks a finger. Not only does it have no actual compensation, it also causes new problems.
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