Chapter 93

With the trade license issued by the Hangzhou government, I loaded some silk from my own weaving workshop, and the Fengshen went to Korea.

At this time, the monsoon is also convenient to go north. The Aeolus approached Korea in a few days. Before it got close to the offshore, there were Korean boats approaching to inquire.

It was said that it was a merchant ship from Da Zhou. After checking the trade permit, the Korean official on the small boat was very happy to bring the ship into the port, and then directly took Ling Qingyu to his relatives' firm.

Although it's a little... Ling Qingyu once again feels how lucky the catastrophe and pirates are for her.

No new goods have arrived in two years, and the price of spices in Koryo is simply outrageous.

"Don't worry, we will never sell the goods to Daliao!" The Korean businessman vowed.

There is no silver 300 Liang here! You are selling to Daliao, OK! Ling Qingyu roast in his heart, which can also explain why the price can be sold so high. The consumption volume and level of Daliao must be much higher than that of Korea.

There are also trade restrictions on Daliao in Dazhou. Silk, iron and tea can only be traded with Daliao through slivers. In fact, most of the spice trade is also traded directly with Daliao through the government. But now the spices are not enough for the court itself, and even fewer are given to Daliao, and the price is extremely high.

"We just have to go to Japan, so we can't sell them all to you." Ling Qingyu laughed. Although the price he gave was really exciting, considering that silver and sulfur were produced in Japan at this time, the return profit was also very high, and she also wanted to see what the current situation was in Japan, so she couldn't sell all the goods.

"I advise you not to go. They are fighting fiercely now. Our ships dare not go." Koryo businessman road.

"War? Where are you fighting?" Ling Qingyu was surprised.

Not all over the country, right? At this time, Japan should be in the late Heian Dynasty, but it is not yet the time of the Yuanping war. There is no big war in my impression.

The Korean businessman smiled and knew that he was going anyway. He was just jealous of the goods. Thinking about it, he advised again, "if you just go to Dunhe, it doesn't matter. But their price is certainly not as good as mine, and you see, I can also provide you with medicinal materials and skins."

Ling Qingyu looked at the list he provided. Most of them were common medicinal materials such as safflower, Poria cocos and windbreak, as well as high-grade goods such as ginseng, deer antler and bear gall. If a single round of goods were offset, these would add up to only 200000 liang of silver. According to the price he gave, the spices on board would be worth more than 2 million liang of silver. Can you eat so many goods?

Ling Qingyu's face was so obvious that the Korean businessman laughed and said, "I also have some gold and silver cash here. Otherwise, you can sell half to me."

"Well, how much gold and silver?" Thinking slightly, Ling Qingyu put down the bill and asked.

"50000 liang of gold, 500000 liang of silver, plus these goods." The Korean businessman simply gritted his teeth and said that most of the gold and silver were actually owned by the Daliao businessman, so most of these goods would belong to the Daliao businessman, and he didn't earn so much by himself.

Ling Qingyu's smile immediately became sweet. Now the price of gold has risen in the big week. It was oneortwo gold and twelve Liang silver. Now it has reached twelve Liang silver. Plus the 200000 medicinal materials and fur, the price is much higher than she expected. In the big week, the first time was to buy the best part for Fan Ye, which was only more than one million points. The second time was Xiao Rong's kindness, which was 3.8 million Liang. The third time was in Quanzhou, The price will fall by at least 20%. Fortunately, according to the price in Quanzhou, it will be 50% higher here, and the capital will be returned.

"Deal." Ling Qingyu laughed with a slap of abacus in his heart.

This time, not only the golden gold, but also the bright silver came up. Ling Qingyu's eyes narrowed with a smile. It's good. As expected, it's still silver.

The medicinal materials are of low value and occupy a lot of space. Half a boat is full. Ling Qingyu collects the ginseng that has been in it for more than a century. Shi Fang also takes the best medicinal materials in it as his own and begins to refine pills.

It was not far from Koryo to Tunga, Japan, but because the port was small and the water was fast, the ship wandered outside for two days before finding it. The Aeolus was still the old rule. It did not enter the inner port, but docked in the open sea.

At this time, Japan did not carry out official trade with Dazhou, but all came from private trade. The port was not large, even simple. There were low wooden houses on both sides of a dirt road.

After landing, Ling Qingyu saw that the people here were not as enthusiastic about them as they used to be. After asking, she learned that the Xie family had been running here very hard recently, so now the prices of silk and porcelain of Dazhou have fallen rapidly here, basically flat with Dazhou.

If you can't go to the open sea, the Xie family can only run near these places.

Fortunately, I didn't bring China this time, and I only brought some silk. If I can't sell it, I'll just take it back.

Ling Qingyu then asked the price of spices. At first, the Japanese disdained, "spices? Can you afford the price?"

Seeing that the man's nose was higher than his eyes, Ling Qingyu snorted and went out, and then wandered to a small but tidy shop.

"Excuse me, what do you need? Distinguished guest." The reception inside was a very beautiful girl, with a clear and refreshing bathrobe and a sweet smile, which made people feel good at first sight.

"What do you have?" Facing such a lovely smile, Ling Qingyu didn't feel it and said with a smile.

"We have all our specialties, including fir, cypress, gold, silver, copper, iron, and sulfur." The girl smiled.

It's all the goods that Da Zhou needs. Ling Qingyu touched his chin and said with a smile, "then I don't know what goods you want here? Do you want spices?"

"Ah?" The girl was stunned at first, and then shouted to the back room, "master, master!"

"What's your name?" Out of the inner room came a man in his thirties, half dressed, yawning and staring at the girl unhappily.

"The guest said that spices are sold." The girl was not afraid of him and said with a smile like a flower.

"Spices?" The man was stunned, and then immediately rushed to Ling Qingyu and said, "how much is it from Da Zhou? I want as much as I want."

Lingqingyu unconsciously stepped back, looked at the shop, and then looked back at the man.

"Although my shop is small, don't worry. The most feather I have is gold and silver. You can eat as much as you have." The man understood Ling Qingyu's meaning, sat down on the mat with a smile and said.

Ling Qingyu also knelt opposite him, then took out the manifest and pushed it in front of him.

The man casually picked up the order, and the more he looked, the more cautious he became. Finally, he simply sat up straight and said, "it's really a big order."

There are dozens of goods on the list, which are basically the most popular goods in Japan now. The aristocrats in Ping An City have long been eroded in enjoyment, and there have been complaints about the lack of incense. In the past, this batch of goods sold not only made a lot of money, but also bribed some senior officials to say something good for the ampere family.

"I want it all." The man put the list on the tatami and said in a positive color. Seeing Ling Qingyu raising her eyebrows, she smiled and said, "girl, do you want to settle this batch of goods in gold or silver?"

"How much gold? How much silver?" With a slight frown, Ling Qingyu asked with a faint smile.

"One hundred and twenty thousand taels of gold, but I don't have so much, one hundred and thirty thousand taels of silver, and I don't have so much. How about collecting some respectively?" The man's eyes were curved, and the smile on his face suddenly reminded Ling Qingyu of the fox, and the corner of his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

"I still need some goods, fir, iron, copper, lead and sulfur." Ling Qingyu handed him another bill, saying. Tell me a fart if you don't have enough money.

"We have all these, but it's not worth so much. It adds up to only tens of thousands of Liang. But if the girl is willing to go to chuiyu, I have stored 200000 Jin of sulfur there, and enough gold and silver. How about it?" The man took the bill, looked at it and said.

"How much?" Ling Qingyu still asked.

"50000 liang of gold and 600000 liang of silver. Here are the goods you want, plus 200000 Jin of sulfur." The man said.

Such a price is really good, but can his family take out so many mines? You know, the collection in ancient times is not better than that in modern times. It depends on people to dig. Although there are dense forests and rich production in Chuyu, even if there are few modern people, don't lie to me?

But... 50000 liang of gold, 600000 liang of silver, all the goods you want, plus 200000 Jin of sulfur, this temptation

Lingqingyu asked, "how do you deliver?"

"You unload here first, and then go with me to get the goods." As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw that Ling Qingyu's face suddenly looked like you were a liar. Then he got up and left. He rushed up to grab her hand, but... Caught a scabbard.

"Stand back." Yan San said coldly.

The man touched his sweat and hurriedly said, "don't hurry away. Otherwise, I'll give you gold and silver first, and then all the goods in my warehouse. Then you give me the corresponding goods, and then go with me to get the rest."

Seeing the girl standing next to her with a face praying for her hands to be closed, Ling Qingyu hesitated. She also spent some time here in Dunhe, but she also knew that the merchants here were small merchants, and the larger ones were big lords or noble shops, but she walked a few houses, and was looked at with high eyes. Although the girl and the man were unreliable, they were indeed enthusiastic.

"Well, first you take what you have and exchange it with me, and then I'll wait for you for three days. After you get it together, we'll get the 200000 kilograms of sulfur." Ling Qingyu nodded and said.

"Thank you, thank you." The man quickly thanked, and then called the servant to prepare.

With the desire to eat Japanese food, when the man named Qingyuan was looking for goods and money everywhere, Ling Qingyu and Yan San wandered around in Dunhe, and then found out in frustration that Japanese food had not developed a thousand years ago, except fish.

Qingyuan did things quickly. He finished the delivery of the goods in two days, and then asked the girl to take them to Chuyu.

There was no port in Chuyu, and the Aeolus stopped in the open sea, waiting for the girl to go ashore and ask someone to stack the goods on the coast for shipment by boat.

This place is close to Tianjin Qingqing. Thinking of the famous holy land of later generations, Ling Qingyu pulled Yan San and asked him to go ashore to play.

After a thousand years, this is a resort in Japan, and the scenery before a thousand years is... Primitive

On the coast, there is a dense forest. The air in the forest is very fresh and the temperature is relatively low. Ling Qingyu, who is only wearing a single coat, doesn't feel his hands.

Yan San wrapped his cloak around her and said, "go back."

Here, except that the unloading place is a bay, the rest are forests. The dense trees block the sun. The wind blows chilly on her. Ling Qingyu doesn't wear many clothes. Just after walking for a while, she has shivered.

"Well." Ling Qingyu nodded and returned to the bay with him. Seeing that the goods had been loaded, the boat was sending the last batch to Fengshen, so she waited on the shore for the ship to come back to pick her up.

But I heard a few urgent cries from the woods.

"Girl, girl." Qinghe sweating hurriedly ran from the path, holding a half child in his hand. Seeing Ling Qingyu stop, he rushed to her and said, "Miss Ling, Qinghe jingsan has an ungrateful request."

Pushing the boy who looked about ten years old to Ling Qingyu, Qinghe said, "please take this child with you."

"Ah?" Ling Qingyu was very surprised. Her eyes widened unconsciously. What was the situation? Isn't it trading goods? Why do you still carry people abduction and trafficking?

"Uncle, I'm not leaving. I want to be like my father and brother!" The child struggled.

"Saburo, this is what your father means. Do you want the Fujiwara family to perish!" Qinghe shouted loudly, then pushed him into lingqingyu's arms and said, "I'll remember the kindness of Miss Ling." With that, he turned and ran away.

auzw. Com "Hello!" Ling Qingyu just shouted, and saw Qinghe running and pulling out the knife. In a blink, he bypassed the path and lost his figure. He looked at Yan San and the child.

"Let go of me." The child cried, saying Dazhou dialect.

Ling Qingyu didn't hold on to his hand, but he struggled to get rid of it, and then ran to the path.

Ling Qingyu grabbed him, looked back and saw that the ship that had delivered the goods to pick her up was still some distance away, and said to the child, "don't run around, the ship is coming."

"I won't go with you!" The child's eyes were red, and he bit Ling Qingyu's hand fiercely. Ling Qingyu felt pain and loosened his hand, and the child had rushed out.

"Catch him." Ling Qingyu shouted to Yan San.

"He's afraid it's a trouble." Yan San didn't move. His eyes looked coldly at the direction of the disappearance of Qinghe River. In the wind, there was a sound of slashing.

"He is still a child. Hey, I'll go after him." Ling Qingyu stamped his feet and chased up, but saw a figure flashing around him. Yan San had swept over, grabbed the child's collar and pressed him into a stone crack.

Ling Qingyu also rushed into the crack of the stone.

There was a half human tall grass outside the crack of the stone. When the three hid inside, the people outside could not see.

The other side of the stone seam is facing a grassland where the path turns. At this time, several people are fighting on the grassland.

Qinghe had been stained with blood, but he still fought hard with the two teenagers around him. The number of the other side was relatively large, but he was also killed step by step by these three brave people.

"Brother, Guang Lai!" As soon as Sanlang called out, Ling Qingyu covered his mouth.

Still hesitating whether to ask Yan San to do it, Qinghe over there has fallen to the ground, and the other party has also been killed. On the grass, there are only two teenagers panting on the handle of a knife.

"Saburo, your mother is originally from Dazhou. Go back." One of the teenagers shouted while panting.

After watching Japanese animation for decades and staying in Japan for a few months, Japanese is one of Ling Qingyu's strengths. Hearing the boy say this, he looked at Saburo. Seeing that his eyes were full of tears, but he was no longer struggling and making a sound, he put down his hand and prepared to go out.

Saburo held her hand and shook his head.

Ling Qingyu was a little surprised. Why didn't he go out after the man was killed? He heard the boy say to another boy, "light Lai, can you still have strength?"

"Guang Lai is willing to accompany his master." Guang Lai looked up and laughed. He is very handsome, and his skin color is also very white. Compared with Saburo's brother, Saburo's brother has a hard face. Although he is not old, he has a very strong body.

"Saburo should have followed the ship of that big week. I, Fujiwara, have completed the task. Guanglai, let's go together." After Fujiwara said so, seeing guanglai nodding, he showed a brilliant smile and stood up fiercely.

The grass was full of blood and bodies, so they found a dense tree beside the grass, which was in a good position to face the crack of the stone.

Taking off his tattered armor, Fujiwara Qing knelt on the ground, and then took off his underwear, leaving only the crotch cloth around his waist.

Ling Qingyu was surprised and said to Sanlang with his mouth: "cut your stomach?"

Seeing Saburo nodding, Ling Qingyu wanted to get up. Are you kidding? This is!

Saburo grabbed her and wrote with his fingers on the ground: please, give them this last dignity.

Ling Qingyu also wrote on the ground: you can take it away together.

Saburo touched his tears and wrote: their mother is not from Dazhou.

Ling Qingyu was speechless immediately, and could only get close to Yan San, ready to bury his head in his arms at any time.

Guang Lai picked up his underwear and wiped the blood off Fujiwara Qing's body, but there were too many fine wounds on his body. After wiping, new blood came out. The blood was not cleaned, but Fujiwara Qing let out a groan.

"Light Lai." Fujiwara looked sideways at guanglai behind him.

Guanglai put down his underwear, got up and took off himself, and said to Fujiwara, "then let guanglai give the master a ride first."

"Well." Fujiwara nodded, picked up his knife and pulled it out.

Ling Qingyu closed her eyes and buried her in Yan's arms, thinking that if she saw the bloody scene later, she would feel very bad.

But even if you close your eyes, you can still hear the suppressed cry of pain. When an uncontrollable cry of pain rings, Ling Qingyu can't help but open his eyes again,

Then she saw something suspicious fall out. Ling Qingyu turned pale, and then Yan San tightened her arms and covered her eyes.

Saburo looked at it with tears in his eyes. The Fujiwara family had always believed that the gods were in their stomachs, cutting open their stomachs to show their determination. After someone in their family did this, it became the custom of Fujiwara samurai. It was better to cut their stomachs with dignity than to die in humiliation, but his mother was from Dazhou, not recognized by the Fujiwara family, so he was not qualified for this kind of education. Now, Brother is using himself to demonstrate to him. This is the only opportunity. We must look carefully and not miss a little. In this way, when we want to maintain our dignity in the future, I, Saburo Fujiwara, will not do anything wrong!

When Fujiwara Qing cut the blade to the right lower abdomen, his strength was almost exhausted. He pulled out the short knife, and Fujiwara Qing gasped, "there is... A knife... Guanglai... Help me..."

"OK." Guang Lai hugged Fujiwara Qing from behind, put his hands on his hands, and asked softly, "are you ready?"

"Well." As soon as Fujiwara nodded, Guang Lai held his hands hard, stabbed the knife into a little place below the pit of his heart, and then cut it down hard.

"Ah..." Fujiwara shouted stiffly, and his abdomen was cut into a cross. Viscera and blood splashed out, accumulating a pool of blood under the two men.

"Very beautiful, master." Guang Lai whispered, then put his body on the ground, watched him twitch on the ground, and asked, "do you need Guang Lai to give the last knife?"

"No." Fujiwara Qing shook his head slightly, showed a smile, bowed his body, and tried not to roll, but to maintain a decent posture.

His body shook in the pool of blood for two minutes, and then slowly subsided. Light Lai probed his nose, then covered his underwear that had been dyed bright red, knelt in front of him, took the knife in his hand, stabbed his chest with his backhand, and then fell on his body.

The wind blew, whined, and then rolled the leaves towards the forest.

Ling Qingyu raised her head from Yan sanhuai, looked at the sky, and thought to herself that it was autumn.

Saburo wiped his tears and said, "let's go."

"Oh." Ling Qingyu crawled out first. When the two came out, he looked back at the grass, but he couldn't see the two teenagers.

Back on the ship, Ling Qingyu arranged the child in the cabin of Ye Xi. As soon as the ship opened, she was worried about who I would give the child to!

The child calmly came to Ling Qingyu first, and when he met, he saluted and said, "although my mother is from the great Zhou Dynasty, she has died for many years, and her family has no relatives. Now her father and brother have been killed in the war. Since they all want me to live, please accept me as the head of the family, and I am willing to give the head of the family eight years of slavery."

"How old are you this year?" Lingqingyu asked.

"Ten years old, my mother's surname is Xie. You can call me Xie Sanlang." Saburo leaned over.

Revenge when you're 18, right? Ling Qingyu smiled, nodded and said, "OK."

It didn't take long to run to Koryo Japan, and it was almost the end of September to return to Hangzhou. The autumn wind was rustling, so it brought a little chill out. On the boat, Yan San gave her longevity noodles once. When eating, Ling Qingyu remembered that this body was eighteen years old.

When we got to Hangzhou, because the Xie family had been running on this line, the profit of the goods was not very high. Finally, we sold 450000 liang of silver, which was 100000 liang of profit. The only advantage was that the time was short and the risk was low.

Caijingfang changed all the people in Hangzhou Wanyu garden, and only waited for orders in the outer courtyard, and the inner courtyard was suddenly much cleaner.

Looking at a room full of silver and gold, and Ling Qingyu, who was touching gold and silver beside, giggling, Cai Jingfang asked Yan San, "what's the stimulation of the head?"

If I said that, even I was stimulated. Yan San said faintly, "I'm cold and my brain is burned."

"Small dish, so much silver, won't be stolen?" Ling Qingyu felt it for a while and said melancholy to Cai Jingfang.

"Uh." Caijingfang was stunned. Put it here? There is not even a guard in the backyard. Of course, thieves will happen. You won't decide to put it here, will you?

"This," looking at Ling Qingyu's expectant eyes, Cai Jingfang said, "it's better to put some in the vault of the Silver Tower first. I built a cellar there, and the prevention there is also strict. However, it's best not to put so much. Look, put 300000 Liang first?"

There are always 1 million liang of silver here, and only 300000 are removed. Where are the others? Ling Qingyu stared at Cai Jingfang. Cai Jingfang wiped his sweat and said, "maybe Zheng Xi can share some."

Well, no one paid much attention to the small courtyard in Wuxian County, so we can consider digging a hole in it. Ling Qingyu nodded and said, "well, didn't Zheng Xi and Han Liang send a message that they would arrive in these two days? It's good to ship them together at that time."

"The head of the household, now the dyeing workshop has been able to work normally. Shall we try to make some high-grade products? You see, this is a new product of several weavers in the workshop." Cai Jingfang spread out a piece of yarn as thin as cicada wings, and the flowing color captured people's soul.

Ling Qingyu immediately released the gold and silver, held the yarn, and sighed, "light as smoke, it's really a good thing."

"However, only a few weavers can weave this, and it takes a long time. It takes a weaver 20 days to produce one." Cai Jingfang said that the quality of the silk produced by the weaving workshop is already very good, which is basically the same as that of the East silk. A weaver can only buy one silk every three days. According to the price of one silk for twelve dollars, this kind of yarn should sell for at least fifteen Liang.

"Hehe, if I take this kind of yarn overseas, I can sell it for onehundred liang of silver. As a side dish, I will reward these weavers and process money, and then I will tell you that if there is such technological innovation, I will reward the head!" Ling Qingyu laughed.

Cai Jingfang thought about it and understood that if it is just a single product, sales is not very easy to do, and any market has its own capacity, then it can only innovate in varieties, improve market demand and stimulate consumption.

"In this way, the rice of our own farm has come down this year. Is it right to take back a shop to make rice? And the mountain forest over Lin'an, which was recently purchased, also has many products, so it's better to open a mountain shop. Anji produces bamboo, and bamboo products are also very rich. I'm clear that I'm in charge." Cai Jingfang's happy way.

Ling Qingyu nodded unconsciously, and it was happy to talk with smart people. After his stepmother, Cai Jingfang was a lot calm. He used to be impulsive and impatient, but now he began to feel a little watertight. Hangzhou has a large number of industries, a large population, and extremely vigorous consumption. If this city catches hold of it, it can extend to the surrounding areas, connect Suzhou, and then go up to Jiankang, Yangzhou, Huai'an, and reach Bianjing along the Grand Canal Bian river. This business line is the most prosperous area in the great Zhou Dynasty. Moreover, the big cities along the road are all consuming more than output. With such large consumption as the foundation, if the development of handicraft industry is reasonably arranged, Can be greatly developed.

"Also, if there is a field near Hangzhou, you can buy it as a vegetable field." Ling Qingyu reminded with a smile, and then said, "Hangzhou is a city with millions of people. There are many poor people and hired workers. We should make good use of these surplus labor."

"Understand!" Cai Jingfang said, her eyes lit up. The current products of the weaving workshop have begun to have a good reputation, and the sales volume of her shop has also begun to rise. In this way, the output is not enough. The reason why the current weavers can have a silk every three days is that they are very skilled hands. If they are allowed to study more advanced products, they are bound to hire new people to weave ordinary silk. But after the last thing happened, Cai Jingfang has always had a knot in her heart, I'm afraid Ling Qingyu will no longer trust these people.

"Small dish, for my manager, I want absolute ability and loyalty, but the following workers, take money to work, just leave if they don't work, don't ask for so much. But we must pay enough wages, and we can't deduct or default them at will." Ling Qingyu added with a smile that, unlike the intimate people who serve at home, it is impossible for those who transfer their labor force to ask for too much. Of course, correspondingly, she will not pay too much, but she will not deduct money and benefits.

"Yes." Caijingfang nodded. For those in charge, she took these things for granted. She didn't know how grateful she made those weavers and coolies below in this way. Let alone that the salary offered by Lingjia firm was twice and a half that of other places, and it never withheld or defaulted. There were subsidies during the spring Festival, bonuses for doing well, and the workplace and accommodation provided were spacious and clean, For those poor people who are used to exploitation and whose only hope is to get some money to live, this place is no different from heaven. However, in this way, I'm afraid it will cause the dissatisfaction and jealousy of other merchants, so Cai Jingfang's control over personnel is very strict. In his own weaving workshop, dyeing workshop, and shop floor, all employees and servants are not allowed to disclose a word to the outside world. Once the leak is found, it will be punished or even sold immediately. Just these things, there is no need for the head of the household to worry about.