Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

The next day, at five quarters past the hour of Yin, the morning drum sounded on time, waking up the sleeping Shangjing City.

The city gates were wide open, and peddlers filed in.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan drove a mule cart loaded with half an ounce of money and a large bamboo basket and came to the crowded Four Seasons Trading Company.

Same as last year, in charge of logistics.

The mule cart was loaded with pots, pans, grain, fruits and vegetables.

The entire caravan, including people and vehicles, has doubled in number compared to last year.

It is said that businessmen are profit-driven. It can be imagined that the trip to the Northeast last year made a lot of money.

Thinking about it.

100 mule carts formed a long queue and marched out of the city in a mighty procession.

There were frequent thunderstorms on the road, so the caravan's journey was not smooth.

It was not until the end of August that they arrived at Shencheng, a city ahead of Sucheng.

Stay in a hotel and rest for the night.

The next day, when we were preparing to set off, a rainstorm suddenly came and we had no choice but to stay for another day.

The guards stayed behind, while the others were free to move around.

Such a large caravan entering the city naturally attracted the attention of those who were interested.

From time to time, people come to inquire about the news.

The sudden rain had just stopped, and Lieutenant General Jing Yuan changed into decent clothes.

He went out with a huge bamboo basket on his back.

There are so many people on this trip that even if we arrive in Sucheng, we may not be able to find a suitable buyer and sell it at a high price.

What about the high-end goods worth nearly 1000 coins? If I really get them, I’ll be doomed.

So it was decided to take half of the action in Sucheng.

Less than 10 meters away from the inn, I was stopped by a particularly wealthy middle-aged woman.

"Father, my wife invites you to have a chat at the teahouse."

Such a familiar routine!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan stopped and adjusted the position of the bamboo basket, not in a hurry to answer.

It wasn't a business deal that he was after; that was all he could remember clearly.

"Don't panic, old man, just call me Madam Jiang.

My wife is the head of the Xiao family in Sucheng. The Bafang Inn where you are staying and this Sishui Teahouse are all my wife's private property."

His behavior is full of naked confessions: [My wife is not short of money].

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan immediately softened his expression and replied earnestly, "Please lead the way, Madam."

The main character is greedy for money.

Madam Jiang smiled brightly, her eyes narrowed into slits, and she asked inconspicuously, "What's your name, father-in-law?"

"My last name is Jing! It means 'Looking at the palace and missing my hometown, tears flow down my cheeks, and the water of the Jing River flows with me'."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan pretended to be profound and showed off.

Nanny Jiang opened her eyes slightly wider in surprise, although few people would notice.

She didn't understand, but she didn't let him put her off at all and continued to praise her in various ways.

"Oh, Master Jing is indeed a man who came from the capital under the emperor's feet. He can compose poems and essays effortlessly. He is really enviable..."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan scratched his head. What a sweet-talking mouth! He almost praised her to the sky.

"Dong dong!"

"Madam, Mr. Jing is here."

"Enter!"

"Mrs. Xiao, An!"

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan bowed, looked up at his wife who was sitting in the middle, sipping tea peacefully, then lowered his eyes.

You have so many jewels on your head, are they really not heavy?

"Hello, Mr. Jing."

Madam Xiao nodded in return, glanced at Nanny Jiang, and then spoke quickly.

"I asked the old man to come here this time, I think he must have guessed the purpose of our visit.

Let's be frank. If the things my father-in-law brings from the capital are good, my Xiao family will take them all.

Money is not a problem!"

"Mrs. Xiao is very generous! I bought some new and fashionable things from the capital from the Cross Stitch Shop and the Seven-Li Fragrance Shop. Madam, why don't you take a look first to see if you like them?"

As Lieutenant General Jing Yuan spoke, he opened the lid of the bamboo basket, pulled out a wooden box from a pile of luggage, and unlocked it.

Then, he took out four jewelry boxes and six round fans and placed them on the table one by one.

Qilixiang shop, cross stitch workshop!

The Prime Minister’s wife, Concubine Rou!

Madam Xiao clutched her handkerchief tightly, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were filled with surprise that could not be concealed.

The main thing is that there is no need to hide it if you don’t want to.

"Qingyin, come on, help open it and take a look!"

"Madam, look! What a beautiful round fan!"

Qingyin suddenly exclaimed, and Mrs. Xiao could no longer hold back. She stood up, took the fan, played with it carefully, and kept praising it.

"Double-sided embroidery, pine and crane for longevity. It is the perfect gift for mother."

"The flowers are in full bloom, and the peony is embroidered beautifully, bright and eye-catching..."

"Madam, look! It's the whitening cream from Qilixiang Shop! You were still talking about it this morning."

"Qingyin, come on, bring it here for me to see..."

a long time.

"Old man, at Qilixiang Shop, the rouge and powder packaged in golden nanmu wood are priced between one hundred and two hundred taels.

The double-sided octagonal round fan with different embroidery produced by the Cross-Stitch Workshop costs around one hundred taels.

If you bring it all the way to Sucheng to sell, the price will be doubled at most.

In this way, I will give you 2000 taels of silver notes, and you can take them all. Do you think it’s okay?”

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan rubbed his hands, a little hesitant. Should he take another look?

I always feel that if I sell it easily, I will lose money!

Upon seeing this, Madam Xiao arrogantly added 500 taels to the price and made an extravagant speech.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan agreed.

He still knows that only by making money can one live in peace!

He carefully put the banknotes into his arms, carried the large bamboo basket, and left the teahouse happily.

Without loitering around, he ran back to the inn with big strides.

With 100 guards armed with swords, the safety index rises sharply.

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