"Oh..." Bai Yaming glanced at him in surprise and said with a smile, "That's quite a lot. ("")"
Sixty thousand guan is sixty thousand taels of silver, converted into RMB, which is about sixty million.
This money, based on the price level in Bianliang, can buy 100,000 shi of grain, 60,000 pieces of silk, 300,000 pieces of cloth, 60,000 pigs, 12,000 calves, or 20,000 sheep...
...or buy ten high-end residences in the capital, or pay one-fifth of the annual coins to the Liao Kingdom...
Okay, let’s not talk about the disappointing things... If it is used for food, weddings, funerals, festivals, clothing and housing, etc., to maintain an ordinary living standard, it will be enough for him to spend 1,643 years; but
If he goes to a brothel, drinks wine, and requires a higher level of quality, it will only last him sixteen years... Of course, no one can party every night, otherwise it will not take sixteen years, and he will become a tomb in six years.
Withered bones.
If you find it too expensive but want to enjoy it, you can keep maids and concubines for your own entertainment. The Song Dynasty prohibited human trafficking, but allowed the legal and voluntary buying and selling of concubines. An ordinary maidservant has less than one hundred guan, but the problem is that you can only buy out three
Year... After three years, you will either sign it again, or you will go home to find your mother. It is against the law to stop you.
Concubines and maids have the same professional contract, but the business scope is different. Unlike maids, whose prices are relatively fixed, the price of concubines is very different due to the huge difference in appearance. An ordinary one will cost 300 yuan, while a beautiful woman will cost 700 to 800 yuan.
It's true, it's even more beautiful to have thousands of people without any bottom line.
But then again, you can’t just buy your concubine Mei Ji. You have to provide her with a maid, a wet nurse, food and clothing, a house, a carriage and horses. If you live in a government low-rent housing, you have the nerve to keep a concubine.
?So it’s hard to say which one costs more money, buying or prostitution.
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Back to the topic.
Sixty thousand guan is indeed a huge amount of money. ("") But in the Song Dynasty where there was a great disparity between the rich and the poor, it was nothing. In addition to the salary of a first-grade official, plus various welfare subsidies, the average monthly salary was 300 to 400 guan.
The income is just ten years' salary. Moreover, the richest people in Bianjing City are not high-ranking officials, but wealthy businessmen, who belong to the families of princes...
So for Bai Yaming, who is used to seeing big scenes, although this amount of money is a lot, he will never sigh. What he means is that if you make a deposit, the cost will be too high... First, you must exchange Jiaozi,
If you draw one out of a hundred, you have to pay 600 yuan; every time you save for one year after that, not only will there be no interest, but you will also have to pay a storage fee, and the annual fee is three thousandths...
That is to say, if Chen Ke saves money for one year, he still has to give someone 180 coins... Your sister is worse than the four major banks!
Seeing the gloomy look on his face, Bai Yaming smiled and said: "If Sanlang feels that the money is so bad, there is another way."
"speak."
"If you don't deposit it, you can borrow it instead." Bai Yaming said calmly: "Not only are all fees free, we also pay the interest."
"Oh..." Chen Ke pondered, but he suddenly realized that this group of Jews had discovered the goldsmith's principle a long time ago... But I don't know whether it was due to the deep-rooted concept of contract in this nation that made a covenant with God; or whether it was due to the millennium.
After their exile, they cherished their paradise in Bianjing so much that they did not use their customers' deposits without permission. Instead, they used this elaborate rhetoric to get customers to sign contracts voluntarily.
"Don't worry about the principal," Bai Yaming gave him another reassurance: "We will provide an equal amount of guarantee as soon as we give it to Leye."
"I can ask." Chen Ke thought for a while and said slowly: "Is this Jiaozi Shop official, or is it given to Leye people by you? Also, what do you use the money for?"
"As for the first question, of course it is official, but now, we are contractors." Bai Yaming smiled and said: "As for the second question, it is a commercial secret and there is no comment."
"Hahaha..." Chen Ke laughed loudly and said, "I know even if you don't tell me!"
"Oh..." Bai Yaming said calmly: "Would you like to talk about it?"
Chen Ke pointed to the north and then to the northwest, smiling and saying nothing. ""
"Hehehe..." Bai Yaming laughed. After he finished laughing, he cupped his fists and said, "Please, Sanlang, be sure to come to our place as a guest at a convenient time. I believe we will have a great time talking."
"No problem." Chen Ke smiled and said: "Of these 60,000 yuan, save 10,000 yuan and lend the rest to you."
"Oh?" Bai Yaming was stunned. He thought that Chen Ke would ignore the rabbit and wait until they talked about it.
"What's the point of worrying about this little money?" Chen Ke shook his head and smiled, and said like a big-tailed wolf: "What I care about is the wealth that can rival the country. I hope you can be prepared when the time comes."
Song Duanping and others sighed to themselves, not afraid of the wind blowing their tongues...
"When the time comes, be sure to listen attentively." Bai Yaming said with excitement.
After making an appointment to meet, Bai Yaming sent Chen Ke to the street and watched them leave. Then he smiled bitterly, he was so young and frivolous...
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In the next few days, the Chen Ke brothers went shopping everywhere, but there was no local person to take them with them, and they couldn't seem to get the feel of it, so they simply read at home and talked about it in two days.
Not two days later, while having dinner, Chen Xiliang said that since he had a day off tomorrow, he could spend time with them and ask them where they wanted to go.
Speaking of which, the number of holidays for officials in the Song Dynasty was unmatched by the Ming and Qing dynasties... plus the ten-day holiday, there were a hundred holidays in a year, almost the same as two thousand years later.
"It's better to go and accompany Aunt Cao." Chen Ke laughed and said, "We have been here for the past few days, but we have disturbed your two lives."
"Nonsense..." Chen Xiliang blushed, but still asked: "You really don't need me to accompany you?"
"It's really not necessary," Chen Ke said, "We have to go see the teacher."
"Let's go to Bachelor Ouyang's house, which is near Xinzheng Gate..." Chen Xiliang said, "I asked Chen Shi to take you there."
"No need, Uncle Su pointed it out to us when we came here."
Early the next morning, Chen Ke and others took the local products brought from Meizhou and walked to the southwest of the city. After walking for half an hour, they arrived near the Yinliang Bridge inside Shuntian Gate. No need to ask, they found Ouyang Xiu immediately.
The door to the house is open...
Because there were so many people at the door, the alley was packed.
Needless to say, these are all here to pay homage to the leader of the literary world. After this comeback, Ouyang Xiu's status has once again risen to the top. A word of praise or criticism from him can make or destroy a literary person. Legend has it that today's literati are not afraid of punishment or demotion, nor are they afraid of being demoted.
I'm not afraid of the emperor, I'm just afraid of Ouyang Xiu's comment...
Of course, scholars are more arrogant, and no one thinks they are incompetent, so from the day he returned to Bianliang, the alley was crowded with scholars. Whenever Mr. Ouyang took a bath at home, everyone would take a
Manuscripts and higher-grade ones also include letters of recommendation. They queued up in front of his house all night long. Sometimes, the queue could reach Yinliang Bridge...
The grand occasion is comparable to buying train tickets during the Spring Festival, except that the people queuing up are all scholars, wearing Confucian shirts and square scarves. But it is not monotonous at all, because there are people in their fifties and sixties, as well as people in their fifteenth or sixteen years old.
There was even an octogenarian who was trembling in line. Others advised him to go home and raise his grandson, but they said that he was a martyr and was full of ambition in his old age...
Business also came into being, and many vendors were selling wine berries, fried liver and rice porridge, as well as various anthologies of Chengwen and famous works in the alleys...
Chen Ke and the others struggled to walk through the alleys that looked like a wet market, but soon they were noticed. A scholar shouted: "Hey, why did you jump in line?"
With this sound, Chen Ke and the others immediately became the focus. The scholars looked at them with disdain, as if they were looking at thieves. This made them feel embarrassed. Song Duanping said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, we are here to visit relatives."
of."
"Really?" A tall and thin scholar said expressionlessly: "Before you, eighteen people have used this reason."
"It's true," Song Duanping said, scratching his head and ears: "We are students of Mr. Ouyang..."
It doesn't matter if you don't say it. As soon as these words came out, boos broke out in the alley. I don't know how many people said with disdain: "Who in this alley is not a student of Ouyang Gong?" "Quickly line up, otherwise we will be rude?" "That's right.
, Don’t look at you for being tall and powerful, you must know that public anger cannot be offended!”
Chen Ke and others were immediately overwhelmed. They had already announced their identity. If they hit anyone again, they would discredit Ouyang Gong. No matter what they said, they didn't believe it. They couldn't squeeze in. It would be too shameful to retreat... At this time, it was really embarrassing.
I miss the little monk Xuanyu. A lion's roar will definitely call the people inside to come out and open the door.
In the midst of embarrassment, another person came in at the entrance of the alley. They were very angry, and their treatment was much better than that of Chen Ke and the others. The scholars voluntarily made way for them, and even greeted them warmly. The older ones called them '
Brother Zigu...', young people call him 'Mr. Nanfeng'.
The tall and thin scholar smiled happily at Chen Ke and said, "The upright disciples of Lord Luling are here, and I want to see if they recognize you."
"So what if you recognize it?"
"I call you grandpa."
"I don't have a grandson like you." Chen Ke glanced at him lightly, almost making the bookish boy angry, and shouted at the 'Brother Zigu': "Mr. Nanfeng, someone here is pretending to be your junior brother."
"Oh?" Brother Zigu was not tall and was blocked so tightly that he could only hear his voice but not see him.
People quickly stepped aside, hoping that he would expose these liars.
That 'Brother Zigu' finally squeezed in. When he saw Chen Ke, he hugged him happily and said, "Junior brother, you're here so soon?!"
