Steward Chen walked out of the grain shop in a daze, and returned to the small rented yard with frowning furrowed. The lead guard Wei Yan hurriedly greeted him, "Steward Chen, how's it going?"
Director Chen shook his head, "Not only has the food price not dropped, but it has actually risen a lot."
Wei Yan frowned and said, "Then what should we do? We've all been out for so long, and if we don't go back, Little General and Young Master Fan are afraid they'll have to wait, and the prices in Lin'an Mansion are too high, and there are more than 30 of us a day. The cost is not small.”
Chen Guanshi rolled his eyes and said, "Just tell me this before, but don't say it outside, lest others think we are poor, you can't show your timidity in a rich and noble place like Lin'an Mansion, otherwise you will be No matter how much money you have, you can be deceived. Besides, are we the kind of people who spend little money? Those diced rabbit meat and preserved rabbit meat make enough money for you to eat and drink like this for ten lifetimes.”
Wei Yan raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "But the money belongs to the master. I have an opinion long ago that you take the master's money and go out and invite people to eat and drink."
"Hey," Manager Chen glared at him, "are you serious? It's called business, do you understand? If we don't invite people to eat and drink, we can sell our stuff for such a high price? Oh, take the stuff according to your idea. A dry goods store recommending a dry goods store, don't you feel tired and panic? This is the second thing. If you do this, you will lose your status first, and any guy can beat you to death, so Mr. Fan told you to listen to everything. What about mine."
Wei Yan turned his head and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Tell me, when can we buy food and go back to Xingzhou? I don't want to stay in Lin'an for a day."
The first few days were quite novel. After all, it was the first time he had seen such a big city and such a prosperous city when he grew up, but Wei Yan was tired of visiting for a few days.
Lin'an House is full of flowers, and it is a place of wealth and splendor. It seems that he doesn't know the hardships outside. If he just came from Xingzhou House and lived in the border area since he was a child, he would have thought that the Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous and peaceful.
The longer he lived here, the more unhappy Wei Yan became. How many human lives were used to accumulate these flowers, and the generals and generals had to do business to make money to buy food in order to take down the soldiers' food and military salaries.
These people are obviously under their protection, but they should accept it safely.
Is it the fault of the people of Lin'an Prefecture? No, Wei Yan once held grievances for the soldiers at the border in the wine shop, but the people at the nearby wine table said how much they paid extra for the military every year, but so many soldiers in Dazhou could not even defend the country.
Wei Yan only knew that here, the soldiers at the frontier were the targets of scolding and disgust, except for the Yuan family army.
If it wasn't for Steward Chen, Wei Yan would have fought people long ago. He felt that they were too wronged. Their food, grass and military salaries have been collected from the local people for so many years. Bring some horses and weapons, and to get these things often requires about half a year of war of words.
It is not bad that 1/1,000 of the military expenditures handed in by Lin'an Prefecture and Jiangnan area are in their hands.
Wei Yan opened his eyes wide and asked Director Chen to give him a return date. Director Chen squatted on the steps, scratched his head and said, "I don't know when I will go back, my son asked us to sell the things and exchange 80% of the silver. If it becomes grain, I only need to bring back 20% of the silver. After a month of delay, I want to take advantage of the Jiangnan harvest and buy more when the price of grain will drop? Damn it, the price of grain has not only not fallen, but has risen instead. Now, how am I going to do this? You can't kill me when you go back?"
Wei Yan said sarcastically: "It's your ability to do business, I don't care, in short, I'm going to go back, it's not an option for us to stay here, can't we go back if the price of food doesn't drop? Before I came out, Jin Bing I’m eyeing our Xingzhou Prefecture, I have to go back and help the little general.”
"Come on, there is no shortage of people like you around the little general," Steward Chen rubbed his face and said, "Since the grain store can't get through here, let's go to the countryside to see, don't be idle, send someone out to inquire. Ask about the price of food in rural areas, if it is not high, we will get it directly from the farmers, and we will set off as soon as the food arrives.”
"You said it earlier, how did you come up with such a good idea?"
Steward Chen snorted and said, "You think this is easy? When you go out and do it, you will know the difficulty." Steward Chen patted his **** and left.
How many households of ordinary people can still sell food after paying taxes? Most of them can only be saved in the house and eaten until next year. Only the rich and small landlords have surplus grain to sell, but these people often cooperate with various grain shops.
They only do one business and leave. Even if the price is better, those people will not offend the grain merchants who have cooperated for a long time for one business. There are rules here.
Steward Chen risked breaking the rules to do such a thing, but it was just a fluke, and he only hoped to meet a few rich and small landlords who were desperate for money or stupid enough to ignore the rules.
And they, Renjiye, are all in Xingzhou Prefecture, even if those grain merchants get angry, they can't catch them.
But Steward Chen didn't dare to hold too much hope. He went back to the room to find the letter that Fan Zijin handed to him before he left. Here is a letter to Mrs. Fan. Steward Chen didn't want to take it out, but what Wei Yan said was true. Yes, they can't stay in Lin'an Mansion all the time. They don't know what's going on in Xingzhou Mansion, so they have to go back quickly.
When he came, Mr. Fan didn't ask him to go to the Fan Mansion to ask him to be safe, and he didn't even say that he should not go to Mrs. Fan as a last resort. It can be seen that the relationship between Mr. Fan and his mother was not very good. It was also because of this consideration that Steward Chen never let the Fan family know. They are the people of the little general and Fan Gongzi.
Their diced rabbit meat and preserved rabbit meat were sold smoothly, and the profit was indeed amazing, but what the son explained was only half completed.
Why do they work so hard to make money?
Isn't it to buy food?
He had to bring the food back to complete the mission.
Steward Chen prepared a few small gifts, took the letter and brought a guard to the Fan's house to deliver the post. Not long after the post entered, Steward Chen was respectfully taken to the flower hall.
Mrs. Fan looked at the letter, pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and asked with reddish eyes, "When did you come to Lin'an Mansion?"
Director Chen lowered his head and said shyly: "I came a few months ago, but I haven't been able to complete the things the son explained, and I am ashamed to see my wife, and this has been delayed until today."
Mrs. Fan touched the letter, looked at Steward Chen for a while, her heart sank, and she forced a smile: "You have the heart, tell me, what is making you so embarrassed?"
My own son understands himself, most of the time his son doesn't want her to know about him.
Mrs. Fan did not expect her son to be so separated from herself.