Chapter 15 17. A Daily Blunder in Life

After determining the direction of making money, everything else became much simpler. First, a copper bar, only 100 jin, was used to nail a wooden box with wooden boards and then wrapped with linen cloth. It only cost 5 guan 100 wen for 100 jin. The store owner also offered a discount if you bought more.

Then, I managed to buy nearly 100 jin of Japanese lead (neither produced in Japan nor metal lead, but zinc, which is used in cosmetics and perfume powder) in that store. The store owner kindly advised him that perfume powder is also a specialty product and there is too much to use up. Xiao Pingtai just smiled and paid another 1500 wen, and then spared the store owner 10 jin of lead ingots.

This job suddenly reminded Xiao Pingtai of the merchant in Taiko Risshiden that even if you want to buy more, you can't put it in, so he smiled. Xiao Pingtai had prepared in advance and cut a shoulder pole out of bamboo in advance. One hundred jin is a load, and it is no problem at all while you are young and strong. The road is not far, and you can carry it back in two trips.

Others also brought a lot of things back home from Kyoto. After all, Kyoto's scenery, various bamboo crafts, turtle shell crafts, and stacking (that is, high-end tatami) are all good things. There are also belts, hair accessories, perfume powder, and even jewelry such as cat's eye stones that are not worth much now. It's okay to go home to make your wife happy during the New Year, and it's also good to give it to others.

The village chief, who was promoted to Xiao Pingtai's uncle, Lieutenant Tsunayoshi of Zixiaojizaemon, saw Xiao Pingtai carrying two large bags of things back. He naturally had to ask a few more questions. Xiao Pingtai did not hide it and said that he wanted to try to mint coins himself. After listening to him, the village chief asked about the capital and found that it was less than seven kanwen. Without saying a word, he dragged Xiao Pingtai to buy two more baskets, and borrowed a flatbed truck from the Yamanouchi residence to facilitate transportation.

The next day, everyone said goodbye to the young master and returned to Yamanouchi by the same route. The young master also sent back warriors to convey the public opinion of Kyoto and the news of the major names in the west. After all, the speed of information dissemination in ancient times was simply outrageous, so slow that even dogs would not believe it, and only manual reporting could be done every month. In this way, the Yamanouchi family, surrounded by the Shinano Mountains in the east, could understand the movements of the west and Kyoto.

When everyone was rushing home for the New Year, only Xiao Pingtai was the worst. He originally had 200 kilograms of things, but the village chief also came with a share. He had to pull the cart by himself, feeling like an animal, and was used again.

Fortunately, half of the journey could be taken by boat, otherwise Xiao Pingtai suspected that he would be exhausted to death on the way, after all, the road conditions were sometimes good and sometimes bad, and no one would take turns to pull with him (don’t ask why the village chief didn’t come to pull the cart, he is the leader, and the leader doesn’t want face!).

Back in Fuzhong City, Xiao Pingtai made up his mind to quickly get a packhorse, so that he could ride it for daily travel, and carry some things during wars or when something happened. But now he has no money, rubbing his shoulders, thinking about it and giving up.

After returning to the city, Xiao Pingtai was eager to find a partner. After all, he knew the sand casting method and the material ratio of Xiao Pingqian Yongle Tongbao. However, smelting metals requires not only tools but also experience, which requires professionals. In the southern Xinzhou where gold is produced, there are many craftsmen who are familiar with the ash blowing method. They must have tools such as furnaces, crucibles, bellows, etc. They need to contact them.

These people are different from the prisoners of mining and prisoners of war and the people who are caught and waiting to be sold. The best among them often have surnames and are top craftsmen among the civilians, similar to Yaban Kinbei, Shiba Jubei, Kunitomobei and other famous craftsmen who are even invited by daimyo. Mining and smelting in peacetime, relying on the wealth of the mining industry in wartime, they are even more powerful and sharp, not inferior to samurai.

Relying on the name of his uncle Tsunayoshi (the village chief beat monsters to accumulate experience and level up, and will no longer be called the village chief in the future), Xiao Pingtai asked around for a while, but none of the more than ten craftsmen who could open the furnace could mint coins.

These people are masters at refining gold, and almost everyone can refine silver, and there are even many who can work as ironsmiths on the side. Only this counterfeiting of coins, no one has ever done it. This group of people are a family of craftsmen who have served the Yamauchi family for generations. But the Yamauchi family does not produce copper and no one has let them experiment with counterfeiting coins. How can everyone be omnipotent?

This made Xiao Pingtai confused for a while. I only have theoretical knowledge, and I don’t know how to do it in practice. I’m afraid I don’t even know how to light a furnace. After the village chief came back from duty and heard Xiao Pingtai’s description of the situation, he also had a headache. The two people thought too beautifully at the time. There was no sense of risk at all. The project was launched as soon as it was said. They were just fools who made decisions on the spur of the moment.

This thing is not a novel. The protagonist can get whatever he wants, and he can pretend to be cool and slap his face. He can do everything, and someone can send a pillow when he is sleepy.

Uncle Tsunayoshi comforted Xiao Pingtai and said that he didn’t need to be too anxious, and he could go to Hachiman Monzen Town to inquire about those craftsmen. But the hammer of life hit Xiao Pingtai hard again. In such a big town, there was no coppersmith who could mint coins.

This really discouraged Xiao Pingtai. He finally realized the hateful monopoly of industry technology in the old society.

I am a little happy. I will continue to save 150,000 manuscripts. Please rest assured!