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Zhang Yi generously picked up a monocular telescope and gave it to the captain, and then gave a book and a white notebook to the clerk.

"How do you plan to sell this telescope?" the captain asked while holding the telescope and looking into the distance, with a surprised smile on his face.

"At least you need a good horse." Zhang Yi said.

"A good horse costs 80 catties of tea, 80 catties of iron, or 800 catties of grain," the captain said. "Tea and grain are common in horses, but telescopes are rare. I think it's worth it."

"There are no good notebooks like this on the market, let alone books," the clerk said, flipping through the book eagerly, "but two pounds of paper can be sold for one tael of gold, and two taels of gold can buy a good horse. The Song family

Xiao Zhang from the village, can you calculate this price comparison?"

Zhang Yi told them his surname was Zhang, and they called him Xiao Zhang from Songjiazhai.

"I can do math." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"Okay, what you sell are all valuables, and the tax is deducted from 30% of the income. However, if you enter the market for the first time, you can ask the market supervisor to waive the 10% tax. Do you understand, Xiao Zhang from Songjiazhai?

"The captain accepted the gift and gave a kind reminder.

Zhang Yi nodded and thanked him. He really didn't expect that Jiyuan City's management was very standardized and even had preferential policies.

After successfully entering the city, Zhang Yi was very excited, and so was Xiao Han.

As the two walked along, Xiao Han introduced Zhang Yi all the way. He knew the location of the market, rich areas, slums, government offices, barracks, and the City God's Temple very well.

After the great catastrophe, the city was reduced to ruins, and was destroyed by General Cao's war. Many places are still in ruins, retaining traces of the fire. People built new brick houses, wooden houses and shacks in the ruins, densely packed

squeezed together.

It looks not as neat as New Mopan City.

However, Jiyuan City has a large population, with at least 30,000 people living here, and people's living standards are not as good as those in Mopan City now.

Judging from this situation, the situation around the world is generally similar. Common people are struggling to survive, and resources and wealth are occupied by a few people.

While we were talking, we came to the market, which was bustling with people. Merchants from all over the world were shouting different dialects and selling their goods.

Song Shan reminded that we must first complete the procedures, register with the city supervisor, and count the types and quantities of the goods. The reason for being so strict is to fear that someone will evade taxes. After all, a large part of Jiyuan City's revenue comes from market taxes.

The Supervisor was also shocked, and after a long time he asked: "Xiao Zhang from Songjiazhai, how did you make these things?"

"This is a trade secret, sir." Zhang Yi smiled and gave him a pair of binoculars, a white notebook and a book.

The supervisor happily accepted the bribe and quickly stuffed it under his desk. Zhang Yi noticed that there was a bulging sack under the desk. This fat job brought him huge profits.

After some statistics, we found 500 kilograms of various types of paper, 300 books, 150 monocular telescopes, 100 binoculars, and 800 compasses.

The tax amount was also successfully reduced to 20%.

"This is my maximum authority. If you still want to enjoy the discount next time, you can only ask General Wang for approval." The market supervisor kindly reminded me.

Xiao Han laughed and inquired a few words, and found out that Wang was one of the 36 generals under Liu Kai. He was the highest officer in Jiyuan City and had 2,000 men under his command.

It can be seen that Liu Kai, the king of the northwest, has strong soldiers and horses and a huge power.



After completing the formalities, half a day passed.

The Supervisor designated an area for Zhang Yi and others. Because they arrived late, the location was in the southwest corner.

Song Shan, Qiao Dayou and more than a dozen young people moved the wooden boxes from the three carriages, opened four wooden boxes to display the goods, and each showed their selling skills and shouted loudly.

“Open now, the price is fair, high quality and low price!”

"White paper, colored paper, hemp paper, straw paper, wallpaper, paper cutting, there is nothing you can't think of, nothing you don't want!"

"Come and take a look. One hundred poems from the Tang Dynasty, each one has been passed down through the ages. Hundreds of scholars have spoken, and each sentence is a sutra! If you miss two books, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Telescopes, telescopes, can clearly see people's faces miles away! There must be no shortage of people who are fighting or doing business!"

"A small compass, hold it in your hand to identify the direction. With it, you will never get lost again!"

Zhang Yi and Xiao Han laughed loudly after hearing this. The young men are really eloquent.

People stared at this group of people with strange eyes and talked a lot.

"What are you yelling about? You're just bragging. I've lived for decades and I've never seen these valuable things being sold at the cattle and horse market!"

"Liar, liar, I hate liars the most!"

"Telescope? Can you see faces several miles away? That's nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll punch you in the face!"

"The sun is enough. Who needs a compass? Only when you are full can you buy this crap!"



It is difficult to open a business, the difficult thing is just getting started.

Zhang Yi encouraged young people not to be discouraged, not to care about rumors, and to believe that the quality of their products is excellent.

Xiao Han directly picked up a monocular telescope, stopped a nomad riding a Mongolian horse, and asked him to use the telescope to look at the mountains in the distance.

The nomad was curious and picked up the telescope to take a look. "Wow!" He was stunned and asked in a thick northern dialect, "How do I change this?"

"What a good horse!" Xiao Han said.

"A good horse for a telescope?" cried the nomad.

Xiao Han turned to look at Zhang Yi, meaning that our price is too high and others can't accept it?

But Zhang Yi nodded firmly and said, "Friends, with binoculars, you can see more than ten miles away on the vast grassland. Binoculars can see further!"

"Double barrels, are there any double barrels? Let's take a look!" the nomad shouted.

Qiao Dayou quickly brought a pair of binoculars to him.

"In exchange for a good horse?" The nomad couldn't put it down after holding it in his hand.

"No, two good horses!" Zhang Yi said.

"Change, change to two, no, change to ten binoculars!" the nomad said boldly.

Good guy, if you don't open, you won't open. As soon as you open, you will meet a big customer. Zhang Yi and others are all happy. They also take advantage of the trend to sell the compass, five for a good horse.

25 good horses were sold.

This big deal shocked the onlookers around. Everyone knew that nomads were not stupid. They had experienced a lot from traveling around. They knew the strategic value of telescopes and compasses. Of course, they were not interested in books and paper at all.

So, the business was opened, and the nomads heard the news and came to grab telescopes and compasses. When they took them back to the grassland, they could double the price several times.

Mainlanders, on the other hand, valued paper and books more. Out of the idea of ​​popularizing civilization, Zhang Yi set the prices of paper and books very low. Five kilograms of grain would be exchanged for one kilogram of paper, and ten kilograms of grain would be exchanged for one book.

Many people who came to the market were merchants from the western interior. When they saw how cheap it was, they robbed it and sold it back to the princes and nobles, but it was all gold.

As soon as Zhang Yi saw something was wrong, he realized that these people were not ordinary people, so he couldn't be lenient, so he quickly ordered a price increase. 50 kilograms of grain is a kilogram of paper, and 100 kilograms of grain is a book!

As for the common people, the price was still the same, and those who had no food were simply given away for free. This power was given to Qiao Dayou and others who were in charge of sales.

I really got rich today, everyone felt like they got rich overnight!


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