The incident of the Yangtze River water thieves came to an end for the time being. The pottery merchant gained Gan Ning's loyalty and allowed him to continue to ride on the Yangtze River under the name of the Jinfan Thief, helping him slowly win over the thieves.
Tao Shang himself took on another identity and naturally became the leader of the Jiang Pirates Alliance and the King of Pirates.
Spring has passed and autumn has come. In the blink of an eye, the summer of the second year of Chuping has passed, and the season has gradually turned into autumn.
The governance of Jinling City, under the management of the five political masters under the pottery merchants, has made a qualitative leap compared to last year, whether it is the economy, grain production, technology or city reconstruction.
The prosperity and wealth of Jinling City also began to spread widely in the southeastern territory of the Han Dynasty, and it became the first choice holy place for merchants and relocating people traveling from north to south.
If we really come up with a specific comparison, we can call it a paradise for the time being.
On this day, the pottery merchant had a free day, so he met Diao Chan for an outing in the suburbs, and took in the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers outside Jinling City.
After Diao Chan moved to Jinling City with Wang Yun, the relationship between the pottery merchant and her became increasingly strong. Although he was busy with government affairs, he couldn't delay picking up girls. It goes without saying.
Diao Chan's behavior was normal. The little girl was very sensible and listened to the pottery merchant's words. However, what made the pottery merchant curious was another person, Wang Yun.
Since Wang Yun arrived in Jinling City, he has been living in seclusion, thanking guests behind closed doors, and staying at home all day and night, as if he was about to transform into an immortal during the pill-forming period.
I don’t know what kind of evil the old man is fomenting at home every day.
Today, a group of men and women came to the edge of the Qinhuai River. The pottery merchant and Diao Chan watched the beautiful scenery in the river and along the river, while chatting with her about daily life.
"How has Wang Situ's martial arts training been lately?" the pottery merchant asked Diao Chan curiously.
"Practice?" Diao Chan's thinking obviously still couldn't keep up, and she didn't understand the potter's level of thinking: "What kind of kung fu do you practice? I didn't hear my adoptive father say that?"
The potter raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Turtle Kung Fu, you stay at home every day and don't go out, just like an old turtle in trance. Is this magical skill of his old man almost reaching the level of perfection?"
Diao Chan clenched her pink fist and lightly punched the pottery merchant.
"Another nonsense."
Tao Shang smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, and said helplessly: "If you hold it in like this at home every day, you will get sick. Mr. Huangfu, I can still see him every now and then, but your adoptive father, I seem to
It must have been a few months since I watched him, right? He is old, and sitting at home like this every day is not good for his health."
Diao Chan withdrew her hand from the potter's palm, sighed quietly, and said: "Actually, I have tried to persuade him, but my adoptive father just didn't listen, saying that I didn't understand his worries... He spends all day now
Apart from eating, I just lock myself in the study. Let alone you, even if I want to see him now, it's not that easy."
The pottery merchant couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.
This old man, shouldn't he hide in his study and read pornographic books every day?
At such an old age, do you want to go back to your original ways and have such exciting fun?
Pure otaku behavior... how harmful it is to the body.
Otherwise, Tao will invent some shower gel someday and send it to the old man’s study for use?
Seeing that the pottery merchant was deep in thought and silent, Diao Chan sighed quietly and continued: "Zi Du, I think my foster father is still thinking about Xi Mian..."
The pottery merchant replied with a smile: "You are thinking about the emperor of Chang'an to the west, right?"
Diao Chan nodded slowly, her mouth full of resentment: "Except for the emperor and Dong Zhuo, I'm afraid there is nothing that can make my adoptive father so anxious. I'm really afraid that he won't be able to bear it if he continues like this."
The pottery merchant also showed a melancholy expression and said: "It's true, Wang Situ, why bother worrying about things in Chang'an every day? Not only is it time-consuming and laborious, but anxiety can easily shorten your life... But
It’s my fault that I didn’t build some entertainment projects in Jinling City to distract Wang Situ.”
At this point, Mr. Tao paused, pointed to the tributary of the Qinhuai River in front of him, and said with a smile: "In the coming days, Mr. Tao will set up hundreds of boats on this river to welcome and send people there."
That kind, just for Wang Situ’s entertainment! It also saves him from having to read a book in the study every day.”
Diao Chan was very curious when he heard this.
"What is a painting boat? What does it do?"
The pottery merchant chuckled and whispered a few words into her ear.
Seeing that Diao Chan's face suddenly turned red, she raised her hand and pinched the pottery merchant, pouted and said: "You are not serious! My adoptive father is so old...you let him...you let him do that
This place... his body can’t bear it.”
When the pottery merchant heard this, a black line suddenly appeared on his head.
Sister Diaochan, I feel like you are quite dirty.
Quite dirty?
Thinking of this, the pottery merchant suddenly felt blessed, and a wave of heat surged in his heart.
He looked around and saw no one in the quiet wilderness beside the river, and a small dirty thought suddenly arose in his mind.
Since the baby was born at this age, it seems that he has never talked about meat.
The pottery merchant put on the face of a prodigal, smiled and leaned towards Diao Chan. He put his arms around her waist like a water snake, and said with a smile: "Little witch, look at my body to see if it can eat anything."
Xiaoxiao? Aren’t you the kind that’s quite strong? I’m very young!”
As he spoke, he extended his other hand to Diao Chan's chest.
Diao Chan's face suddenly turned red.
In an instant, she understood what the potter wanted to do.
He was shy but also looked forward to it and said to the potter: "You, if you are like this, I can call someone..."
Diao Chan's refusal made the potter's breathing become even heavier.
We are all so familiar with each other, a man and a woman are working together... Can some things be done in advance?
Qinhuai's beautiful scenery, mountains and rivers, in such a beautiful environment, how about using the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed to resolve the matter between the two people on the spot?
Thinking of this, the potter's eyes suddenly lit up.
He breathed heavily and immediately put his mouth towards Diao Chan.
"Mr. Tao Fu!"
A loud shout sounded not far behind him, but Pei Qian hurriedly ran towards the pottery merchant, startling both Diao Chan and the pottery merchant.
Diao Chan hurriedly broke away from the potter's clutches and moved to the other side with a blushing face.
The potter took a deep breath and turned to look at Pei Qian behind him with an unkind expression.
Pei Qian was also a little dumbfounded.
He stared blankly at the pottery merchant, observing his and Diao Chan's expressions back and forth, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have ruined the prefect's good deeds just now.
What kind of crime is this for ruining the master's rhythm of picking up girls?
Looking at the pottery merchant's gloomy face, the sweat on Pei Qian's forehead fell miserably.
It seems that for a long time in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to stop.
The pottery merchant straightened his clothes and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"
"Master Fu, Lieutenant Diannong has sent someone to invite you back to the mansion. He said he has something important to discuss with you."
The potter let out a long sigh and turned to look at Diao Chan with a look of reluctance.
"I'll eat it next time."
Diao Chan's face turned red and she snorted at him, but her expression clearly showed no repulsion.
The pottery merchant stood up and walked towards the city, with Pei Qian following closely behind.
The potter stopped, turned around and looked at Pei Qian who was following him in surprise, and asked strangely: "If you don't commit suicide by jumping into the river, what are you still doing with me? Are you really waiting for me to come back to find a reason to kill you?"
Pei Qian was about to cry when he heard this.
"Master Fu, it's such a big thing, isn't it? I know it's wrong. Isn't it okay?"
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After sending Diao Chan back to her residence first, the pottery merchant and Pei Qian returned to the governor's house. However, Chen Deng had been waiting for the pottery merchant in the main hall for a long time.
"Master Fu, the Huaipu Salt Mine is producing a lot this month." Chen Deng smiled and presented an account sheet to the pottery merchant, and reported to the pottery merchant with a happy face: "Today's Danyang County, because of this salt
The mine has become a land of abundance. If Den’s prediction is good, once this batch of salt production is sold to other states, the treasury of our Danyang County will be full, and it will be ranked first among the counties in the world... Mr. Fu, you really see
I am so knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but I would never have imagined that this salt mine is so plentiful, it seems like there is no end to the salt in it.”
The pottery merchant secretly thought that if he finished digging, there would be no ghosts. Huaipu's salt reserves were the largest in the world. If they were really dug out... how heavy would the people of the Han Dynasty be? They would all die of thirst.
"Yuanlong came to me for the external sales of sweat salt, right?"
Chen Deng nodded heavily and said: "In our Danyang County or Xuzhou, salt and iron are sold exclusively by the government. This is easy. If you want to sell it to other counties, you need the permission of the local governor or county governor.
Secondly, we also need a formal official channel to conduct trade with the local area."
The pottery merchant nodded when he heard this, thinking that selling salt and iron is indeed not as simple as selling grain. There are many things to say, and he really needs to do more planning in this regard.
"Since Yuan Long told me this, he must have his own ideas in his heart. I wonder what Yuan Long plans to do?"
Chen Deng pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "If you want to expand our salt and iron delivery in Danyang County, in my humble opinion, the best way at the moment is to choose the Mi family's business."
When the pottery merchant heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
He glanced at Chen Deng without any trace, turned around and pretended to lower his head in thought, but in fact his heart began to stir.
Something is wrong.
"Brother Yuanlong, besides using the Mi family's business methods, is there no other way?" After thinking for a while, the pottery merchant turned around and continued to consult Chen Dengdao without commenting.
Chen Deng sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Chen understands what the prince means. The prince doesn't want Xuzhou's nobles to get involved too much in the affairs of Danyang County, but the Mi family is the richest man in Xuzhou, and we are
The Mi family was a famous merchant family in the Han Dynasty. Frankly speaking, the Mi family's trade channels have been accumulated over many years, and cannot be compared to the establishment of a new merchant house now. I'm afraid we have no choice in this matter."