Chapter Thirty-One: Being Targeted
Refined salt sells much better than coarse salt.
Refined salt produced by the general county government salt farm.
They can all be sold for 150 yuan per catty!
Moreover, refined salt is often out of stock.
Landowners in the city sometimes have to go elsewhere to buy refined salt.
Zhang Luo handed all the salt boxes in his hand to Zhang Bing.
Zhang Bin, holding the salt box dumbly, stuttered and asked:
"Zhang, brother Zhang Luo, why don't you go in together?"
Zhang Luo is called the third master's nephew.
He is also two years older than Zhang Bing.
Therefore, Zhang Bing called Zhang Luo his brother.
Zhang Luo smiled and shook his head and said:
"When you go in, remember to cover your face with a cloth so that no acquaintances recognize you."
"After the salt is sold and the tax is paid, it will come out immediately. Do you understand?"
Although Zhang Bing didn't understand why Zhang Luo paid so much attention.
But he still nodded and agreed to Zhang Luo.
Wait until Zhang Bing enters Houyin Street.
Zhang Wangsheng turned around and asked:
"Brother Zhang Luo, is your life in danger by selling salt in the ghost market?"
"I saw that the salt seller was very ostentatious in his sales."
Zhang Luo touched the little fool's round head.
Zhenhaiwei is still too comfortable to be guarded by hundreds of families for generations.
What is the current situation in the southeast of Ming Dynasty?
It is recorded in ancient history books:
"In the middle of Jiajing, Japanese pirates broke into Quanzhou, searched hundreds of times by boat, and killed three counties."
Within a few days, the people of the three counties were brutally attacked by Japanese pirates.
Fujian and Zhejiang are the places where Japanese pirates are most serious.
Pirates, bandits, and gangsters are everywhere.
How can you not be careful when doing business in a ghost market?
This is why Zhang Luo only brought a six-pound salt box.
He planned to try the ghost market this time today.
Six pounds of salt cost less than 500 coins in total.
If you are really targeted by a thief.
You can just take the money and run away.
Zhang Bing looks ordinary and wears a face cloth.
Even in front of the thief, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.
Zhang Luo is different.
A tall man of 1.85 meters.
Plus some cultural temperament.
It would have been too conspicuous in the feudal era.
If Zhang Luo is targeted by someone.
The thieves may find Zhenhai Guard.
Zhenhaiwei will be in big trouble.
Zhang Luo took the little fool with him.
Wandering slowly along Qianyang Street in the ghost market.
Also make use of “marketing” skills.
Observing the shops passing by.
In the side room, Zhang Luo was standing on a wooden sign.
He wrote, "The best quality salt costs eighty cents per catty."
He asked Zhang and placed him beside the stall.
Soon a buyer came to inquire about the price.
Wooden signs are like small advertisements.
Before the Tang Dynasty, there were signs like this to attract customers.
By the Ming Dynasty, it had become a must-have item for traders.
Some famous shops.
There is also a signboard just like in the 21st century.
For example, the famous Tianjin Goubuli steamed buns in the north.
The wooden sign written by Zhang Luo is similar to the selling price sign.
This selling price is ten or twenty cents cheaper than the refined salt sold in the ghost market.
Better than the official refined salt from the county government.
The number was nearly doubled.
When the customer tried it, he confirmed that the salt he was selling was indeed refined salt.
There is nothing fishy on the wooden box.
He immediately took out eighty cents.
He picked up a box of refined salt and left quickly.
Wait until it opens.
More and more customers came to inquire about prices.
Zhang Bing was a little overwhelmed.
But he persisted without saying a word.
He just pointed at the price on the wooden sign to signal the seller.
Wait until Zhang Luo has almost visited the entire ghost market.
The "Marketing" skill has been upgraded to level three.
Zhang Bing has sold out all six boxes of refined salt.
Zhang started to clean up the stall.
Then an old man holding a pen came out of the darkness.
Behind him were two half-naked men.
Went to Zhang Bing’s stall.
The old man glanced at the sign.
He tore off a piece of paper and gave it to Zhang and said:
"Pay the city tax of 70 cents, and then leave quickly."
Zhang Bing hurriedly dropped seventy coins.
He hurriedly left the ghost market with the sign.
After seeing Zhang Bin, he closed the stall and left.
Zhang and Luo followed closely and walked out of the ghost market.
Zhang Wangsheng saw that the refined salt was sold out in just a few sticks of incense.
He said with excitement:
"Brother Zhang Luo, all the refined salt is sold out!"
Zhang Luo looked very calm.
Just now, when someone from the ghost market not far away came to open the paperwork.
Zhang Luo heard what the old man said.
Is he signaling Zhang to leave quickly?
Is it possible that you will be killed if you sell refined salt in a ghost market?
Zhang Luo dragged Zhang Wangsheng.
He didn't go to Zhang Bing directly.
But first he hid aside.
As expected, several burly men in rough clothes came out of the ghost market.
He ran towards Zhang Bing.
Zhang Wangsheng covered his mouth and said with trembling:
"They seem to be looking for Brother Bing?"
"Brother Bing won't be beaten by them, right?"
Zhang Luo crooked his hands and said:
"Don't worry, it won't happen today."
"They want to find out where we live."
"We have to find a way to get Zhang Bing back to the guardhouse."
Those big men really did what Zhang Luo said.
I have no intention of attacking Zhang Bing.
I just followed him and wanted to find out the details of Zhang Bing.
With the little fool's secret reminder.
Zhang Bing deliberately spared him.
In just two steps, he threw away the people behind him.
After the three gathered together, they carefully checked that no one was following them.
He returned to Zhenhaiwei just because he had a heart attack.
Zhang Luo broke into a cold sweat after this observation.
He is very well prepared.
I didn't expect that people would notice me for the first time.
Zhang Luo wiped his sweat.
I sighed that I was so lucky to have traveled back to my hometown.
If it appears elsewhere.
Even if he has a systematic existence.
I'm afraid I'll have to have my menstruation extracted and my skin peeled off.
This incident of selling salt in a ghost market.
Zhang Luo was once again reminded that this was not a peaceful era.
Such a time.
I want to exchange the refined salt for silver.
I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort.
Zhang Luo thought about it.
This time we are selling refined salt.
It must have touched someone's cake.
This is Zhang Bing’s first time selling refined salt in the ghost market.
It is normal for buyers and sellers to make inquiries.
Those who were attracted should be other salt vendors in the ghost market.
The ghost market is only open a few days a month.
How should I find out about the salt dealer?
Zhang Luo looked annoyed.
Back to the temple.
I found a familiar bearded man sitting in the temple.
Zhang Luo rubbed his eyes.
It was discovered that it was Iron Stick San, the leader of the Death Row Gang.
In the clan fight in the back mountain.
Everyone in the Death Row Gang was beaten unconscious by the Yuanyang Formation.
Quan was kidnapped back to Zhenhaiwei under the orders of Zhang Luo.
These guys from the Death Row Gang have pretty good bones.
Tie Guan San, the leader of the gang, fell unconscious for a day.
You will be able to move in three days.
However, Tieguangsan's right leg was broken.
There are bamboo boards tied to the legs.
He will probably end up crippled for life.
After these death row gang members regained consciousness.
They all begged Zhang Luo to spare his life.
The Death Row Gang injured dozens of Zhenhai Guards' middle-aged men.
How could Zhang Luo forgive them so easily?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Luo helped Zhang Grandpa.
Let them help the people in Weili with farm work for three months.
Open up dozens more acres of wasteland.
Only then are they willing to go around their lives.
Members of the Death Row Gang usually work hard in the fields.
Just do this Iron Bar Three and you get tired after just a while.
He often went to the temple to find Zhang Luo.
Today these three iron rods came to hang out in the temple.
This chapter has been completed!