Chapter 90 Huai’an
In the afternoon, Yan San came back alone and said that Zheng Xi had gone to Huai'an. I heard that Huai'an has a strong academic atmosphere and there are many students here. What does it mean to have many students? Students like to read books, recite poems and lyrics, and also like to burn incense. Zheng Xi went to open a spice shop.
Ling Qingyu met Shang Qi's subordinates one by one, encouraged and encouraged them, gave each of them some money, and then repeatedly told him to ensure the safety of Mr. Han. When Mr. Han is there, the money is there, and when the money is there, everyone is safe. Dividends are here!
On the third day after arriving, Ling Qingyu really couldn't dig out anything new in his stomach, so he said goodbye to Han Xie and gave Han Xie a 10,000 tael silver note in front of several celebrities, saying that this was donated to the victims of the Huai'an disaster. Of course, this kind of righteous act was unanimously praised by celebrities.
After Han Zong's hard-fought farewell with suppressed laughter, Ling Qingyu and Yan San left the polder that would bring her a lot of benefits in the future very solemnly.
As soon as he left their sight, Ling Qingyu said to Yan San with a bitter face: "San, I'm so tired!"
Yan San reached out and fished her out, put her in front of him, led the horse and headed towards Huai'an, where he and Zheng Xi arranged to meet.
When they were approaching Huai'an, Ling Qingyu and Yan San got off their horses and just led the horses slowly into the city.
Huai'an, Yangzhou, Suzhou and Hangzhou are jointly listed as the four major cities on the canal. Since ancient times, celebrities have emerged in large numbers, with high literary and distinguished families. Walking on the streets, there seems to be a faint scent of books.
Ling Qingyu frowned slightly. There were too many scholars here, and although Dazhou followed some customs of the Tang Dynasty, the restrictions on women were not so strict. However, in a place with many scholars, after all, there are many people who care about women, and they are not strict with women. She is much more picky. In Quanzhou, she would have no problem dressing up as a woman to discuss business, but in Hangzhou she would have to be much more concealed. But here, forget it, just don't come forward on her own.
When they arrived at the inn, Zheng Xi had already rented a courtyard and was waiting for them. When he saw Ling Qingyu coming in, he smiled and said, "Girl, the Han Ju you are talking about is not the Han Ju, right?"
"Be clear." Ling Qingyu walked into the room and poured himself a glass of water.
"There is a famous Mr. Jing Yi in Huai'an now. It is said that after he came here last year, he won the first prize in the poetry competition held by Huai'an College, rescued the victims, performed various righteous deeds, and now leads the Huai'an School's students." Zheng Xi said with a smile.
"Well, you are indeed a character. You girl, I have found a treasure." Ling Qingyu also nodded and smiled.
"I have taken a fancy to the shop here. Although the shop is relatively small, it is elegant and the shopkeeper is a very thoughtful person. He built a fragrance room in the shop where customers can mix their own fragrances. I will talk It's a cooperative relationship, we supply the goods, and we open it at 30-70. Girl, do you think so?"
"Yes, we can't find so many people to visit the shop now. Opening up the sales channels is the first priority." Ling Qingyu nodded. It is precisely because of the high profits that spices are actually semi-controlled items by the government, although they are not as evil as the Northern Song Dynasty. , everything needs to be controlled, but at least half of the volume is under the government system, and the other half is basically controlled by wealthy families. She has no background now, and she doesn’t have so many capable people, so it’s better not to be too greedy. .
"Han Shu will come tomorrow. Huai'an is the dividing line between north and south. You can discuss whether we can build a warehouse here so that it will be more convenient for us to send goods in the future. By the way, you can go to Jiankang with him. Let's see what opportunities there are. Yan San and I will go back to Hangzhou first and go to Korea. With so many goods on hand, I always feel uneasy." Ling Qingyu tapped the table with his hand. There is no foundation in Dazhou yet. Should we put the gold on Fengshen Island first?
"Well, then I will take those craftsmen back when I go back. Girl, please remember to ask for Xiaocai to bring the jade." Zheng Xi nodded. In the shop I open now, all the goods are my own, and if I sell them, I will make money in vain. However, this may not always be the case in the future. The shopkeepers in the shop must work hard to make sure no mistakes are made. I only regret that I don’t have more Come out with only hands and feet.
"We are pretty good. You see, you and Xiaocai have already made a net profit of 500,000 yuan. We have acquired so many assets. It is even more impressive here in Han Jue. In this way, even if I don't run the boat, it will be enough." I ate and drank." Ling Qingyu smiled. The money left behind at the beginning was less than 300,000 yuan, but now the cash alone is more than 500,000 yuan, and there are still so many assets. A doubling of the growth is very good.
Zheng Xi and Yan San both looked down upon her. How dare someone who had just brought hundreds of thousands of taels of gold and tens of millions of silver say this? You eat gold!
On the second day, Ling Qingyu honestly changed into women's clothes, a long smoky blue skirt, her hair was pulled into a bun, and a hairpin was inserted. The hairpin was from the box of jewelry given by Zhou Tan and Huang Jing. It was made of red sandalwood and inlaid. A hibiscus flower carved from beeswax.
Her long skirt was fluttering, and she took small steps again, making her look very graceful.
Ling Qingyu was very satisfied with his appearance, took a round fan, and went out to see the scenery. Zheng Xi went to finalize the contract with someone, and Yan San followed her half a step behind, watching her move gracefully and swaying step by step.
Huai'an is not big, and there are only two main streets. Ling Qingyu's family went shopping in the shops to check out the local specialties.
As I walked, I unconsciously reached the end of the main street, and beyond that were alleys with red walls, stone lions, and copper-buckled doors, all of which seemed to be where wealthy families lived.
Ling Qingyu turned around, saw a jewelry shop, and walked in.
In her collection, there are works by Huang Zhouren, more than a dozen sets of jewelry stolen by Surna, and a box sent by Fatme. All of them are top-notch gemstones and top-notch production. You can take out any one at will. These are all great things.
Therefore, when Ling Qingyu watched it with gusto and even asked the waiter to take out some for a closer look, Yan San was speechless. It seems that women really have a natural preference for jewelry.
They are just mid- to low-end gemstones, but the price will be much more expensive after being set. If this is the case, you can order more of this grade next time. The sales volume will be large and the profit will not be much less. Ling Qingyu looked at the various styles of hairpins and thought to himself.
"Excuse me, is there anyone?" A gentle and jade-like voice came from the door.
Ling Qingyu was trying on a silver hairpin in front of the blurry bronze mirror, and turned his head when he heard the sound.
There was a young man standing at the door. The sunlight shone in from behind him, creating a halo of light on the spotless white gown, like splashing ink on a painting, drawing an image of an immortal.
"What do you need, Master?" The shopkeeper who was watching her selection from across from Ling Qingyu hurriedly stood up and went to greet her.
"I want to choose some good hairpins. I wonder if the shopkeeper has any good ones here?" the young master said, his voice was elegant and pleasant, his smile was light, his eyebrows were picturesque, the mottled light and shadow of the door reflected his face, and the buckle fell on The fingers on the door became more and more slender and white.
Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment.
"Master, the lady asked if there is anything good?" A little maid rushed in from behind him, glanced at him, and saw Ling Qingyu picking off the red sandalwood hairpin that was put aside, picked it up, and said: " This is good! Master, let’s have this! The lady will definitely like it!”
"This won't work," the shopkeeper said hurriedly, "This belongs to this young lady."
The little maid turned around and saw Ling Qingyu, curled her lips and said, "How could she have this hairpin? Shopkeeper, we'll pay a high price!"
"Xue Rui, don't be ridiculous." The young man took the hairpin in her hand and took a look at it. He saw that it was made of the finest red sandalwood, and the beeswax inlaid on the head was even more extraordinary. According to the red and yellow color of the beeswax, The two-color pattern is very naturally carved into a hibiscus, lifelike and with a lustrous luster. Unconsciously, my heart moves. This hairpin is considered to be the best in terms of material and handwork. It is the best in Bianliang. It can be sold for several thousand taels of silver. How could it be in the hands of such, well, an ordinary woman?
"How much do you pay?" After coming back to his senses, Ling Qingyu asked with a smile, holding the silver hairpin in his hand.
"This indeed belongs to this girl." The shopkeeper was still saying, but suddenly he heard her words and asked quickly: "Is the girl willing to sell it?"
"The price is right, so of course it's no problem." Ling Qingyu inserted the silver hairpin and said to the shopkeeper, "I want this."
"One thousand taels of silver, if the girl is willing to sell it, I will give you this silver hairpin as well." The shopkeeper said happily. He has never seen beeswax and rosewood of such good quality, and the craftsmanship alone is extraordinary. It is not an exaggeration to keep it as a treasure of the store.
"Master?" The maid pouted and turned to look at the young man. One thousand taels of silver! Not a small amount.
"I'll give you two thousand taels." A young man in brocade robes walked in from the door, took the hairpin in the young man's hand, and said to Ling Qingyu, "Sell it?"
The young man was tall, with handsome features as if they were carved out of wood. He was filled with a restrained domineering air, with undisguised contempt in his tone.
"Brother Zhao." The boy in white called.
"It doesn't matter, as long as Miss Wang likes it." Brother Ku said, looking back at Ling Qingyu.
Big money! Ling Qingyu smiled unconsciously and said: "That's it, it's a deal!"
"I don't have any cash on me. Tell me your address and I'll send someone to deliver it." Na Ku said again.
Ah uh! Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, what he said was so natural.
"Humph, what? You don't believe what I, Zhao Yinfeng, said?" Seeing the doubt on her face, the young man looked a little worried and said.
"It turns out to be General Zhao!" The shopkeeper winked at Ling Qingyu.
"I live in Tianziyuan of Fulai Inn." Ling Qingyu said with a smile. General! This general is more flamboyant than my Azhao.
Zhao Yinfeng handed the hairpin to the maid, who ran out happily, and Zhao Yinfeng and the young man also left.
What a big rack! Ling Qingyu smiled lightly and asked the shopkeeper: "What is the origin of General Zhao?"
"Young girl, don't you know? Does the Zhao family of the town know? This is the third son of the Zhao family, and he is now General Yunhui." The shopkeeper added with some confusion: "But isn't the Zhao family leading the army to fight against the Liao Kingdom? ?Why would he appear in Huai'an?"
"How much does this hairpin cost? And the two here?" Ling Qingyu asked as he picked up the hairpin he was interested in.
"A total of thirty taels of silver."
The general of the Zhao family can buy hairpins for the young lady in Huai'an, but my Zhao has to travel all night to fight. Power is indeed greater than anything else! Ling Qingyu lost his mood for shopping and walked back to the inn.
"Okay, the Zhang family is just ahead, I will send you here." Zhao Yinfeng reined in the reins and said to the young man in white.
"Third brother, it won't take much time just to go in and have a cup of tea?" the boy in white asked, a little surprised.
"No, then Yang Zhao has already gone to Heishui Pass. Although I have received the Holy Emperor's order to supervise the provision of food and fodder, the matter has been completed now. If I don't go back, I'm afraid people will gossip about me." Zhao Yinfeng smiled. ,road.
"If we hadn't been escorting our siblings, Third Brother would not have wasted these days." The young man's handsome brows wrinkled slightly, and he said with some worry.
"Haha, you underestimate our Zhao family army too much. Besides, I am here to supervise the food and grass management, and I am just passing by with you. I don't want to say goodbye to your sister. Brother Xuan, please convey this to me and say goodbye first." Zhao Yinfeng He bowed his hands and bowed, then turned around and prepared to leave.
"Third brother, that girl..." the young man shouted. When Zhao Yinfeng turned around, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid that girl is just passing by and doesn't mean any harm."
"Don't worry, I won't be greedy for her money." Zhao Yinfeng walked away with a sneer. How could such a woman have such valuable things? I'm afraid that she came from a wrong origin. If she doesn't pursue her, she will be embarrassed. Well, only a kind-hearted person like Xuan Di would not be wary of anyone.
"Second brother, General Zhao is gone?" The curtain of the carriage opened a crack, revealing half of his stunning face.
"Yes, sister, the Zhang family is here, let's go in." The young man calmed down and smiled at the woman.
"I like that hairpin very much. Please help General Zhao send a hundred taels of silver there." The woman's voice was clear and sweet, like fairy music.
"Yes." The young man smiled bitterly. He gave a hairpin worth two thousand taels to a hundred taels. Isn't this a clear insult to others? It's just that his sister has said so, but he can't refute it. He just hopes that the woman is really as the third brother said, and her background is not right.
Ling Qingyu looked at the letter of one hundred taels of silver that was sent to him, and his face turned blue. Damn it! Robber!
"I'll get it back tonight." Yan San said as he put the few coins in his purse. At that time, the guards and entourage brought by those people stood for half a street. Yan San restrained all his aura, and those people did not notice him.
"No need, it's just a hairpin. If she doesn't have nightmares if she wears it, she'll be cruel." Ling Qingyu said bitterly.
Watching her gradually calm down, Yan San weighed the money bag in his hand.
"San, don't go. We will leave tomorrow. There is no need to cause trouble for such a small amount of money." Ling Qingyu took Yan San's hand and said.
"Yeah." After a long while, Yan San just hummed in a low voice. He understood her concerns. Although he was confident in killing that General Zhao, he could not prevent the matter from being traced to her. They don't have any foundation in Huai'an or even in Da Zhou. They can't directly compete with people like the Zhao family, so they can only suffer the loss of being dumb.