Thirty-fifth: Landlord
As for the remaining attribute point.
Zhang Luo thought for a while.
Later I will go to the ghost market to sell salt.
He immediately decided to add attribute points to strength.
After adding attribute points.
Zhang Luo felt that his strength was gradually breaking through the upper limit.
Zhang Luo's current strength is as strong as the three iron rods.
Even the soldiers of Zhenhai Guard.
He might not be an opponent against Zhang Luo.
everything's ready.
Zhang Luo pulled out a wooden cart that he borrowed from Uncle Changwen.
He also called Zhang and went to the ghost market together.
In addition to Zhang Bing, Zhang Luo also asked Grandpa Zhang for instructions.
We asked for more than twenty people from the Weisuo clan who had learned the Yuanyang Formation.
Let them set up a mandarin duck formation.
Follow Zhang and Luo not far behind them.
Arriving at the Ghost Market inscription, I ambush you.
Waiting for Zhang Luo's order.
Zhang He curled up and pushed the wooden cart into the ghost market.
He just took down the salt box.
After setting up the stall, customers who had bought refined salt before suddenly came up.
Last time, the first person to buy salt was the steward of a certain landowner in the county.
I planned to buy some refined salt from the previous store.
I found that the refined salt here in Zhangbin seems to be cheaper.
The housekeeper became interested.
The refined salt here in Zhang Bing is more than twenty cents cheaper than the one we went to before.
You can save yourself twenty cents per pound.
They are the stewards and servants of the landlord's family.
It's these rebates that we rely on.
The housekeeper bought refined salt and went back.
I also felt a little scared.
What if Zhang Bing's salt was eaten by his own master?
Then the fact that I am good at embezzling money will be discovered.
Unexpectedly, the master praised him for his good purchase after eating.
There is no bitter taste at all.
The housekeeper was both happy and a little regretful at the same time.
The reason I regret it is that I only bought one pound last time.
I only took twenty coins.
This time the ghost market is open.
The housekeeper was waiting for Zhang Bing's arrival.
The wait didn't take long.
I really found Zhang and put up a price tag, and came to sell salt again.
The price is still the same as last time.
The butler immediately ran to the stall.
"Boss, your salt is still eighty cents per catty?"
Zhang did not speak.
The head covered with white cloth nodded.
The steward asked again:
"How many kilograms of refined salt do you have?"
Zhang Bing looked a little nervous and did not dare to make a sound.
He stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of two.
"It's twenty kilograms, so I bought it all."
Twenty kilograms is a total of 1,600 wen.
Although he needs more than the master.
But you can buy some more first.
I'll hand over what I bought next time I need it.
Zhang Bing shook his head tremblingly.
He took a breath and said aloud:
"I have two hundred pounds here."
Hear Zhang Bing's response.
The housekeeper in front of him couldn't help but be stunned.
Two hundred kilograms of salt, the master and his whole family can’t finish it in a year!
"Sell all two hundred catties for eighty cents a catty?"
Zhang nodded in acquiescence.
The housekeeper rubbed his hands.
Two hundred catties, I can get twenty cents per catty.
It's Tan Mo who has a total of four taels of silver.
The housekeeper thought that he could only earn six taels of silver a year working in the house.
This also includes rewards from some elders in the family.
The butler meditated for a small amount of time while burning incense.
He said to Zhang Bing:
"Boss, please wait a moment, I'll come back to buy it as soon as I go!"
After saying this, the butler left with flying legs in his arms.
I found a few companions who came with me.
These are all housekeepers or domestic slaves of landlords from the county town.
He found these people and told them about the good work that could make money.
Since you can't buy it yourself, let's buy it together.
Every wealthy businessman must eat good salt.
There are many rebates for this affordable refined salt.
Sell these housekeepers some face.
There will be money to be made in the future.
They will not forget themselves either.
Zhang Bing didn't expect it either.
I just set up my stall.
It takes less than one stick of incense.
Two hundred kilograms of refined salt were swept away.
Zhang Luo, who was not far away, saw this scene.
I was also thinking in my mind that I still underestimated the value of refined salt.
Zhang Luo was negligent in the Ming Dynasty.
The best edible salt has the same status as money.
Compared to some over-issued money bills.
The price of refined salt was very high throughout the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Luo sells refined salt in the ghost market for eighty cents a pound.
You can count on selling mobile phones in the wet market.
No wonder Zhu Xiaoer and his gang of pirates are eyeing Zhang Luo.
This can be considered market-destroying.
But Zhang Luo didn't have time to raise the price.
The refined salt must be sold as soon as possible.
Anyway, money was made.
Even if I immediately raise the price of refined salt.
I only need to appear in the ghost market once.
It will inevitably affect Zhu Xiaoer's business.
It's only a matter of time before you're considered a serious thorn.
It's better to think of some ways to deal with Zhu Xiaoer's group of pirates.
Zhang Bing counted the money and paid the city tax.
The stalls and signs were put away.
He pushed the wooden cart and quickly left the ghost market.
Zhang Bin stepped out of the ghost market.
Several naked men who appeared before appeared in the back.
The naked men followed Zhang Bing with light steps.
Zhang Luo also followed the big men.
As these people walked towards the night.
Zhang Bing held a candle and slowly pushed the wooden cart.
Became the only ray of light in the dark night.
Several men followed closely behind.
Wait until Zhang Bin has walked a few steps.
Several big men put on some imitation official uniforms.
Dressed up as a patrol official.
Holding a lantern, he quickly ran towards Zhang Bing.
Zhang Bing had thousands of coins hidden in his pocket.
I was feeling anxious when I left.
Suddenly I heard a voice coming from behind:
"What are you doing in front of me?"
Zhang turned his head.
I saw several people dressed in official uniforms running up.
I felt even more frightened and uneasy inside.
In Zhang Bing's eyes.
There is no difference between county government officials and bandits in the mountains.
It's just a little better than Japanese pirates.
"Stop, check the road and cite the ultimatum, hand it over quickly!"
Zhang and stopped the wooden cart.
Said in Hokkien:
"Sir, the youngest one is from the Zhenhai Guards."
"I just live nearby, no need."
Several Chinese characters pretending to be official officials were arguing with Zhang Feng.
The pirate leader wishes Xiao Er.
He took some twenty brothers and hid somewhere not far away.
Although he became a pirate.
But the weapon skills of Xiaoer and his gang are still at the level of a furnace owner.
A group of people were holding small wooden sticks.
Only Xiao Zhu was holding a kitchen knife in her hand.
"Brothers, take action!"
The person pretending to be an official has already gotten involved with Zhang Bing.
Zhu Xiaoer gave the order, and everyone behind him rushed out.
Selling salt in the ghost market is the only livelihood guarantee for Zhu Xiaoer and his gang.
The environment on Dinyan Island is harsh.
There isn't much land.
We rely on the money from selling salt for food and accommodation.
I wish Xiaoer could use the power of his subordinates.
Scare away all the competitors in the ghost market.
But he was tricked by the newcomer Zhang Luo.
Zhu Xiaoer spent money to bribe the manager of the ghost market.
But we didn't get any news about Zhang Bing.
Today I have to call the brothers.
Take Zhang Bin first.
Then rely on force to force Zhang Bing to confess.
Ask Zhang Bing where he got the refined salt.
I wish the waiter and his gang would rush forward.
Several big men around Zhang Bing were about to reach out to catch Zhang Bing.
Thanks to Zhang Huan, Zhang Luo's reminder sounded early.
He lost the wooden cart and ran away.
Zhu Xiaoer and a few fake officials just got together.
The sound of shouting suddenly came from the tree.
This chapter has been completed!