"Boss, how do you sell these cloths?"
"Linen is 220 yuan per piece, Songze cotton is 680 yuan, and satin is even more expensive. We only have Lingshan silk, which costs 20 liang or 4 yuan per piece."
Thirty miles west of Wangzhi Town is the military powerhouse Wangzhi Pass.
Jiang Xuan plans to take Qing Ning to visit her senior brother and the group of Ping'an Taoists tomorrow, so naturally he cannot go empty-handed.
It's not that he loves face, but he has to give Qing Ning a face and let Yang Lu and the people in Ping'an Road know that Qing Ning is living a good life with him.
"Matsuze Cotton Bar..."
The feel of linen is very poor, and it is mostly worn by poor people.
Jiang Xuan looked at it again and again, and decided to buy Matsuzawa cotton: "What's the size like? Is there enough stock?"
"They are all standard cloth, two feet wide, four feet long, and there is no difference of three inches from left to right."
The shopkeeper of the cloth shop is a little old man: "If you have too much inventory, my shop is the same as the other two cloth shops in the town. They are both run by the general's wife. If you want three to five thousand pieces, I will
I can also bring it to you from the warehouse."
"That's so useless."
Jiang Xuan thought for a moment: "In this way, load me with three hundred pieces of Songze cotton, which should be light gray in color, and another thirty pieces of Lingshan silk. By the way, help me hire a few carriages. These things will be hauled to Wangzhi Pass.
Go."
"Chenghui, the total is 276 taels."
"This is a banknote of three hundred taels, and the extra 24 taels are the carriage fare."
Baishou Mountain.
A medicinal meal starts with ten taels of silver.
But that is Baishou Mountain, the holy land of martial arts in Shen State.
Place it at the foot of the mountain.
Steamed buns costing one penny each and a bowl of wonton soup costing three cents are the people's livelihood.
And this cloth.
From one piece of cloth, you can probably produce three sets of ready-made clothes.
A batch of Songze cotton costs 680 yuan, which is equivalent to a little more than 200 yuan.
But actually.
Most of the clothes that villagers wear are linen that costs 220 yuan a piece, and a complete set of clothes only costs about 70 yuan. It's just that, and it's hard to bear to wear a new set of clothes every year.
Gululu...
Three carts of rice and noodles, two carts of wine, five sheep, ten pigs, 330 pieces of cloth, and a thousand pairs of cloth shoes.
It’s not a lot of stuff, but it’s enough to fit nine cars.
Where's the lime?
Riding a horse and walking at the front of the team, like a young daughter-in-law returning home for the first time after getting married, her face is full of pride.
Jingle bell, jingle bell...
The sun is clear.
In the quarry, thousands of prisoners were enthusiastically smashing stones.
"Old Liutou, you are lazy again!"
"Grandpa Supervisor, please let me take a break. Just take a break. I was so hungry this morning that I can't exert any strength."
"Break?"
Raise your hand and whip: "Reincarnate into a good family and rest. You are here to suffer in this life."
Old Liu Tou is in his fifties.
He's not old at all, but his body has been worn down by heavy physical labor day after day. Even with a whip, he can't push the stone truck in his hands.
Seeing that he is unwilling to work hard.
The supervisor was even more angry, and the whip in his hand fell like raindrops: "Pretend, I'll let you pretend."
I was whipped twice more.
Old Liu shook his head and fell onto the wheelbarrow.
See this scene.
The surrounding prisoners looked away with numb expressions, but one person shouted angrily: "Stop!"
The supervisor looked back.
After seeing the appearance of the visitor, he laughed angrily: "Young surnamed Yang, do you want to be prickly again?"
"He has lost all his strength. Even if you beat him to death, he will not be able to stand up and work again." The visitor whispered: "I will help him to a shady place to rest for a while, and I will do his work."p>
The supervisor looked dissatisfied.
But he can whip others at will, but the man named Yang in front of him cannot beat him easily.
After all.
The man surnamed Yang is the bandit leader of Ping'an Road. There are three hundred Ping'an believers in this quarry, and the riot is no joke.
Another point is that there is a noble person behind the person named Yang. Even the stewards above have given instructions: "Someone has given us money to ask us to show our support to the person named Yang. Don't provoke him when nothing happens, otherwise we will get burned."p>
"Doctor Yang..."
Shade.
After being fed two mouthfuls of water, Liu Tou woke up again and said, "You saved me again."
"Doctors are kind-hearted, this is what I should do."
Yang Lu showed a look of struggle: "But your body may not be able to hold on for long."
Hear this.
Old Liu sighed: "It's my misfortune too. The person who hired me to drive the carriage was a gangster, but as a result, I became an accomplice of the gangster and was sentenced to thousands of miles of exile..."
Shake your head.
Yang Lu didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only comfort him and said, "Get some more rest. You won't have to do the work these days. I will help you intercede with the supervisor and let you recuperate for a few days."
Old Man Liu opened his mouth, but in the end it turned into a sigh: "Doctor Yang, you are such a good man. If I have another life, I will definitely work hard to repay you."
"Doctor Yang, Doctor Yang..."
Don’t wait for Yang Lu to speak.
Supervisor Song, who had just left not long ago, jogged back all the way.
"Don't worry, Supervisor Song, I'll go to work right away."
Seeing Supervisor Song coming over, Yang Lu stood up and was about to push the cart carrying the stones.
"Don't, don't, don't..."
Different from before.
This time, Supervisor Song no longer had the gentlemanly attitude on his face when facing prisoners. Instead, he smiled particularly humbly: "Doctor Yang, in the past, I was a little stricter with you, but you also know that I am also very humble.
Be public-minded and treat things rather than people.
Otherwise, everyone will be like Old Liu Tou. If he does some work today, he will complain about his backache, and if he does some work tomorrow, he will complain about his legs.
That’s not true.”
Seeing Supervisor Song’s face full of flattery.
Yang Lu looked suspicious.
Supervisor Song laughed beside him: "You, you are really lucky. Someone who claims to be your junior sister came from outside, and brought Colonel Meng from the Ranger Battalion and the amnesty order to pick you up. You and your men
Those brothers will be out soon."
"Get out!"
Yang Lu thought that Supervisor Song must have something to say.
But he didn't expect that he was talking about this, and he was a little confused: "No, I'm just a junior sister. She went to work as a maid, and her life must be very unsatisfactory now."
At the same time.
Outside the quarry prison camp.
Qing Ning, who was very unhappy, was directing a group of prison soldiers to carry supplies: "Twelve hundred people, right? Kill three big fat pigs, and then kill two sheep. The pork will be made into roasted potatoes, and the sheep will be made into radish and mutton."
Soup, and then steam a thousand kilograms of rice, I will reward everyone."
aside.
Jiang Xuan also said appropriately: "When I came here, everyone was working, right? Stop working and take a day off."
"Yes, yes."
The crime camp belongs to the subordinate unit of Wangzhiguan.
Although it is a camp, its rank is actually not high. It has two hundred prison guards under its command, manages thousands of prisoners, and its own official title is only a hundred generals.
Where is Jiang Xuan?
Although he does not hold an official position, he represents the Fourteenth Princess.
In addition, Meng Huai was sent by General Zhengxing to act as his guide, so in the eyes of the people below: 'Colonel Meng is just a pawn, so I have to be careful.'
Actually.
Chapter completed!