[Red Mansion] The third master of jade-like stone treasures

When he got up the next day, Bogda had already gone out to patrol early in the morning because of the rampant bandits, leaving only a team of soldiers to protect Bao Cong and Liu Xianglian.

Bao Cong didn't care too much, and discussed with Liu Xianglian, and went to the Yukeng he bought last night to have a look.

Although there was a fight last night, there are still many people working in Yukeng today.

Most of them were men, and occasionally I saw a few women, some old and some young, all skinny, wearing only thin jackets, shivering against the cold wind.

There were a few people in the corner swinging their whips, yelling from time to time, urging some people who could hardly walk to work.Those people were only wearing unlined clothes, and their bodies were covered in injuries, which was even more horrible.

Bao Cong couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked the supervisor to question him, and the supervisor replied: "Those who were whipped are exiled prisoners, and the government assigned them to us to help take care of them. The rest are your slaves."

Bao Cong thought deeply after hearing this, and asked, "Why did hundreds of people fight yesterday?"

The person in charge was trying to make a good impression in front of Bao Cong, so he said: "There are two prisoners who want to escape. When they met a few slaves and were found, they killed them. The other slaves killed the two prisoners." Revenge, and accidentally injured another person. You don’t know, the prisoner and the prisoner, the slave and the slave, are all gangsters.”

"Prisoners and slaves all died, and some people were injured by mistake. That's why a few sides started to fight, and the bigger the fight, the more hundreds of people fought! Work hard from now on.”

"You don't need to feel sorry for the third master. They have their own ways of living, and they are all low lives!"

Bao Cong shook his head again and again and sighed, thinking: If the criminal is heinous, of course he will die without guilt, but the innocent are all human lives!

But the manager is right, every place has its own rules of survival.

He is here today and will leave in a few days.A master who is destined to be far away in the sky, it is okay to change the rules a little bit, but it is not suitable for Notre Dame to completely break the rules.

Bao Cong looked at the weather, it was cold and windy, fearing that those injured would freeze to death, so he asked the manager how many people were injured.

The person in charge was also born as a slave, illiterate, and only drove people to work like a herd of cattle every day, not caring about the number of casualties.So if Bao Cong asked more carefully, he would not be able to answer.

So Bao Cong asked everyone to rest and wait. He wanted to interrogate the prisoners and slaves in batches, and re-register after counting.

Although the person in charge thought it was strange, he was so humble that he didn't dare to say anything. He just went out and called everyone to gather in one place and wait.

Wu Hui and Chen Ping looked at each other with frustrated faces.

They really want to take on such a showy job, but it can't be compared to Qingshuang who has studied a lot and writes well. Both of them only know a few dozen characters!

Sure enough, Baocong missed Qingshuang again.

Registering the information of hundreds of people requires writing several booklets, and he himself is impatient to write, and he is patient enough just to listen.

Of course, Liu Xianglian couldn't be bothered.

Even if Liu Xianglian didn't care, the status of the Great Zhou Dynasty was strictly hierarchical, and Bao Cong couldn't lower his status as a friend and make others look down on him.

Glancing at the people waiting in Wu Yangyang, Bao Cong reluctantly pulled out a healthy body, able to read and write, and came out to register.

Bao Cong sat beside him, drinking tea and listening.Those who were injured would ask for medicine to heal their injuries, and those who had some skills kept it in their hearts, estimating when they might be able to use it.

After working for two or three days, I managed to clear up the number of people.

Bao Cong also ordered Wu Hui to buy cotton-padded clothes and food, and told the people in charge not to treat them harshly in the future, at least let them have enough food and clothing, and if they are sick or injured, they may rest.

The slaves have worked all their lives, and they never dreamed that they would meet such a master!So everyone was stunned, only knowing to hold the cotton-padded clothes excitedly, knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude.

Seeing this, Wu Hui was quite proud, and said proudly: "In our Rongguo Mansion, even the old lady who is the gatekeeper dresses well. You are now the slaves of our third master, and you all look like you are going to be frozen to death. Go out and be known by others, what is the face of our third master!"

Zhi Baocong called them up with a smile on his face, but he was crying in his heart: he didn't earn a penny back, but it was already several thousand taels.

Back home, Bogda and Liu Xianglian once again praised Bao Cong for his kindness, and they were embarrassed to say that Bao Cong, and only sighed: "I used to know that the capital is expensive, but here the cotton clothes, fabrics, and food , it’s actually much more expensive than the capital city, this time it really emptied my money bag!”

Bogda sighed, and said sadly: "We have a lot of rocks, and the climate is harsh. Even if there is vacant land, it is too barren to grow cotton and grain."

"This cloth and food are all transported by caravans from other places, how can it be cheap!"

Liu Xianglian was also a kind-hearted person, so she sighed: "Poor local people, what's the use of guarding these jade stones, they can neither eat nor wear."

When Bao Cong heard this, his heart moved suddenly, and he asked, "Brother has manpower and jade, why don't you form a caravan to sell the jade, and bring back the jade for cloth and food?"

Bogda sighed, and explained: "I have lived here since I was a child, and I don't know how to do business outside, and now I am also the prefect and governor. If I want to guard this place, I can't go outside easily."

"Tell my subordinates to go out. They can't even speak official Chinese well, and they can go as far as Gansu. The food price in Gansu is not much lower than ours. How can they make money?"

Bao Cong heaved twice in his heart, and thought: In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were dozens of ethnic groups and hundreds of dialects. Sure enough, the language was not clear. It was like going abroad, and it was difficult to move an inch!

However, now that the opportunity came, things took a turn for the better.

Bao Cong then talked on and on, explaining in detail his thoughts on starting a business with Bogda Liu Xianglian.

He and Liu Xianglian can open shops in the capital and other places, while Bogda can ask his subordinates to transport out the local jade stones, and then transport food and daily necessities back from other places.

What is the difficulty if you are not familiar with the road and have a language barrier?Bao Cong only needs to send out a few servants to lead the way!

There are also those slaves, many of whom can speak local dialects and official languages, as long as Bao Cong is willing to promote them.

Bogda was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately agreed.But Liu Xianglian shook her head with a smile, and said, "Big Brother and Brother Baocong can just form a partnership. I have neither money nor help, so don't take me with you."

Bao Cong disagreed, saying: "I only want to get acquainted with the capital. Brother Liu has traveled all over the country, and just telling us about the situation in various places is enough for us."

Bogda also nodded again and again, determined to ask Liu Xianglian to take part.Liu Xianglian was persuaded a few times, but she didn't hold back, toasted each of them with a glass of wine, and then complied.

In the next few days, a few people discussed in secret, each of them was making plans, and they really pulled together the entire caravan.

Their plan is to go all the way from Xinjiang to Yushixuan in the capital.When you find a suitable place, open a shop. If there is no suitable place, you can buy a yard at will as a foothold.

Because it was the first time to explore the way, Liu Xianglian naturally had to follow the instructions, and Baocong needed a manager besides the slaves here.

He couldn't leave Wu Hui, so he could only ask Chen Ping if he was willing to take the risk.

Chen Ping was so eager to get such a big job, Dang even agreed, and vowed: "I will definitely assist Uncle Liu to handle the job safely and securely!"

Bao Cong appreciated it very much, and said: "This time you go all the way to the capital, and you have to lead the team to buy things, and follow them to transport them back. I guess it will take at least a year."

"Don't worry on the road, safety is the most important thing. The second thing is to pay attention to these slaves, and promote those who can be used. If there are no useful ones, just buy some others on the road. From now on, you will be in charge of these people."

Bao Cong didn't mention the servants of Jia's mansion.

Let those people get a penny, isn't his caravan secretly hollowed out?

When Chen Ping heard this, he was ecstatic. What Bao Cong said, wouldn't he be the chief manager in the future?

Think about those chief executives in Jia's mansion!Which one doesn't have that position until they are 40 or [-] years old?

"Yes, Third Master, I will definitely do my job well!" Chen Ping knelt down excitedly, grinning and kowtowed to Bao Cong several times.

When Wu Hui saw it, she threatened in a sour manner: "You can't play tricks. If you learn from those silverfish in the mansion to fish for oil and water, if you ruin the matter of the third master, I will be the first to not forgive you!"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I've been with the third master for so long, how can I still not know the third master's temperament? I'm absolutely loyal to the third master!"

Wu Hui snorted, and said unconvinced: "No matter how loyal you are, you are not as loyal as me. The third master knows it well in his heart!"

Bao Cong listened to the two people's words of loyalty, and smiled meaningfully. He didn't refute anything, but complimented them a few times, which aroused them even more.

In the Rongguo Mansion, Lin Daiyu was disturbed by Baoyu's wandering around.

A few days ago, Bao Cong asked someone to send things back from a long distance, and Lin Daiyu got a box of jade rabbits and a box of travel notes.

There are also various round fans and fresh toys, which I entrust Lin Daiyu to share with Sanchun and Baochai.

Only Baoyu got a complete set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and a box of commentaries on the Four Books and Five Classics.Baoyu was so angry that his face turned green, and he stuffed the whole box of books into a corner, but didn't take it out.

He was sullen and knew that Lin Daiyu had something good to play with here, so he lingered in her room all day long.Either playing with new toys, or obsessing over the few travel notes Bao Cong gave her.

Baoyu wants to see it, and Lin Daiyu is not stingy, so it's okay to lend him.

However, Baoyu's crooked and tangled books, he insisted on reading by himself, insisting on squeezing in with her to read the same book!

Lin Daiyu is really getting tired of this little ancestor.

He was not happy to push him out, and if he didn't, the two of them huddled together to read a book, Baoyu said some silly words from time to time, and stared at her again, really uncomfortable.

Alas, if Bao Cong was here, would Bao Yu dare to pester her so tiresomely?

Lin Daiyu had no choice but to invite Baochai and Sanchun to come and sit in her room often.With others talking, Baoyu would not insist on pestering her boringly.

Among them, Baochai is still the most powerful.

Every time she came, she could coax Baoyu to listen to her allusions of the Three Kingdoms, Tang and Song poems, and dramas of the previous dynasty.

Except that Lin Daiyu felt a little noisy, everything else went well.

Since people were joking and she couldn't read quietly, Lin Daiyu took out a handkerchief from her sewing basket to embroider.

Who knows that Baoyu was listening to Baochai, but he was staring at her. He saw a green bamboo purse in her sewing basket, and hurried up to take it: "Sister Lin, your purse is so beautifully embroidered, please give it to me." !"