C113 He San

Although this was only Zhuo Wangsun's first day of work, Xiao Wen still chose to trust him.

After all, if he chose to betray in the center of Cloud City, no one would be able to save him in front of Xiao Wen.

In the carpenter's workshop, Xiao Wen took out the salary of these craftsmen for half a year in one go — — Xiao Wen had asked Zhuo Wangsun who was familiar with the situation here and knew that the money was only equivalent to half a month's worth of Xiao Wen's income.

After all, the craftsmen of this era had always been heavily exploited. Much of the value produced by labour was exploited by bureaucratic capital. The treatment was even worse than the workers of the industrial era.

"You can take those orders slowly first." Xiao Wen didn't courteously take over the workshop order list and said, "If your customers have any objections, they can come and find me. But before I change my mind, I want you to make me a set of machines on a blueprint. "

With that, Xiao Wen left the workshop under the craftsman's approval.

Then, Xiao Wen asked Zhuo Wang Sun: "At this time, is there a caravan in the clouds?"

He was referring to the caravans that he had just prepared to capture. The craftsman workshop and other places could be passed by later, but he was still a little impatient. He wanted to see the travelling caravans to the north and south to see what they looked like.

Zhuo Wangsun thought for a moment and said: "The four merchant groups' business scope, the grasslands in the north, and the sixteen Swallow Regions in the east are all in war. So they did not continue to run a business, but chose to rest and settle down in Chang'an or the clouds. "

Xiao Wen nodded. In fact, if he was the one facing such a large-scale battle, he probably wouldn't be running around randomly.

If he was killed as a spy or robbed by the army, he wouldn't even be able to cry.

"What caravans are in the clouds these days?" Xiao Wen asked.

"There are two caravans in the clouds now." Zhuo Wangsun replied: "One goes to the grassland and Chang'an, the other goes to Yan Yun. As for the other two caravans, they were resting in Chang'an. If Young Master wants them to bring something back, we can write to them. "

"Our relay stations were established by learning the outstanding experiences of Ming Kingdom. They are very efficient. They can send letters from the clouds to Chang'an in about two to three days."

Hearing this, the corner of Xiao Wen's mouth twitched. A post station established by learning the outstanding experience of the Ming Dynasty... What if one day the Emperor chose to lay off his men? Would the postmen also rise up and revolt against him?

Xiao Wen put away his thoughts and seriously said, "I didn't plan to get them to bring back some things. He just wanted to give the orders for the next mission. If you can, you should write to them and have them come back! "

"Alright, enough of that." Zhuo Wangsun respectfully agreed.

Thus, under the lead of Zhuo Wangsun, Xiao Wen walked towards the inn where the caravan was stationed in the Cloud City.

"Speaking of which, Heshen actually didn't make an inn for himself to stay in?" Looking at the tattered inn, he could even see the mushrooms sprouting from the wooden walls of the tavern.

"If he is an important guest, He Heshen will naturally arrange to stay in his mansion. If it's just these caravans... Actually, He Heshen doesn't care. "

Xiao Wen nodded.

If Heshen only cared about making money in the past, but didn't care about operating his business, Xiao Wen wouldn't have taken advantage of the situation to make so much money.

Xiao Wen directly stepped into the tavern without any disdain for the tattered and rotten appearance of the tavern.

"May I ask if Shopkeeper He is here?" Zhuo Wangsun asked a waiter.

"Oh, Manager He is currently in the number one room. He must be reading. He's a Confucian businessman, as you know. " The waiter obviously knew Zhuo Wangsun, so he didn't ask where the person Zhuo Wangsun was looking for was.

Hearing this, Zhuo, Wang Sun, and the others were overjoyed.

He said to Xiao Wen, "This Manager He is the third oldest in our family. We all call him He San. He is not the shopkeeper of this inn, but the shopkeeper of the caravan that brought the caravan to and from the prairie and Chang'an. "

"As for him. You heard it, too. This is a Confucian businessman. He usually likes to read some Confucian classics and is able to chat with some of the city's nobles who like Confucianism. "

Xiao Wen nodded.

He did not discriminate too much against Confucianism.

Towards this guild, he only disagreed with the later stages of the academy's development.

On the contrary, in the early period of Confucianism, especially in the period of Dong Zhongshu, he was very impressed.

"The Legend of the Goat once wrote that in the spring and autumn, the Goat Day:" The vengeance of the Nine Saints can be avenged? Confucius said: "The path of kings has returned to its former glory. The enmity of ten lifetimes, can be avenged! " I actually really like this kind of personality, where one doesn't accept it, and does it whenever one doesn't accept it. "

The two of them arrived at Sky No. 1 Room. Zhuo Wangsun knocked on the door for Xiao Wen. Then, a middle-aged man with a goatee and scholarly robe opened the door.

"Old Zhuo, why are you here? A rare guest! " Seeing Zhuo Wangsun in front of him, He San revealed an expression of joy. Obviously, their relationship was quite good.

At this time, Zhuo Wangsun turned around and introduced Xiao Wen: "He San, I have found a pretty good boss for you. This is my son, Xiao Wen. He and the current Yun Zhong is extremely close. "

He then turned to Xiao Wen, "Young Master, this is the He San I just mentioned."

Hearing that it was his boss, He San quickly bowed to Xiao Wen and said: "You are slow. Boss, please come in. "

Then, the three of them entered the room.

The layout of He San's room was very simple. One wall, one bed, a refrigerator … Pui! It was actually an ordinary room with a low table and prayer mat in the center and a bed in the corner.

Xiao Wen was already used to this sort of room that looked a bit Japanese.

Although many times, due to their interactions, the big man also had something like a bed and a stool, the quaint short table on the floor did not disappear.

The so-called Japanese style was actually something that Little Japan had learned from China.

He was still kneeling on the praying mat, but before Xiao Wen could say anything, He San asked: "I wonder, what instructions does Boss Xiao have?"

"I'm not sure about the instructions, I just want to discuss the future business." Xiao Wen said modestly, as if he was a courteous corporal.

"You're welcome, Boss Xiao." He San was different from the way Zhuo Wang Sun looked when he was being courteous to Corporal Xiao Wen. He didn't seem to feel any respect from Xiao Wen for him.

He just said in a frightened voice, "Boss's words are our actions. As long as you are willing to, even if it's to the most dangerous place, you can still do it. "

Xiao Wen shook his head and said, "After all, I'm not a demon. Forget about going to a dangerous place to run a business. "

He paused for a moment, then asked, "I wonder how you, Sir He, normally run your errands, and go to the plains to trade with the people of the plains?"

As one of the two most important elements in the Sheep Eating Project — raw materials and one of the raw materials in the market — Xiao Wen knew that it was very important to steadily obtain wool from the grassland.

Therefore, he was very concerned about how to steadily obtain wool.