The villain is far from my CP!

When the army fights, especially against the Turks, horses, food and grass are indispensable.

The purchase of horses and forage is different. The forage for war can be coarse grains, and it is enough to keep them full, but horses must be selected from thousands of people, and they must not be careless.

This is also the reason why shopkeeper Sheng dared to hand over grain and grass to the Yan family, but went north to buy horses himself.

Even if he doesn't understand horses, he still has to watch carefully.

On this day, the secret letter from the north knocked on Qi Jingmin's door again, and it was shopkeeper Sheng who came to report on the horse buying routinely.

Things were more optimistic than he thought. After using a large amount of silver in the Tongle ticket account, the impact finally spread to the entire north. After horse dealers knew that someone was collecting horses regardless of the price, they became reluctant to sell them, further raising the price of horses. price.

"Even if we temporarily stop, we can't afford many healthy horses with Qian Fang's wealth."

Shopkeeper Sheng said this in the letter, his words were full of confidence.

Such self-confidence also infected Qi Jingmin.

The young man smiled in satisfaction, and picked up another letter from the side.

It was sent by the person who monitored the party, saying that the party has sent a new team to buy horses and grain these days.

In the past, Qi Jingmin probably would have been a little worried, but now, he just wished that the party would send more people to hit the south wall.

Seeing that the enemy is like a bug trapped in amber, tearing his wings and body to pieces, he is helpless, and finally can only wait for death in despair. Just thinking about it makes him feel excited.

"Let them go, I'd like to see whether it's Qian Fang who falls first, or the news of Qi Changting's death arrives first."

The young man commanded viciously.

Time flowed peacefully like this.

At the beginning of February, the spring is cold and cold, and all the way north along the Yellow River, there is more or less green.

The situation on the frontier also suddenly eased slightly.

For some reason, Turkic harassment of the Dahui border has decreased a lot in recent days.

Compared with the sparse spring scenery, Dahui is like a piece of hard jerky, temporarily losing its appeal to the barbarians.

And once life is stable, people's heartstrings will be loosened, and their brains will become active again.

In the Fenshui area, from Shangdang to Taiyuan, and even north to Yanmen County, there have been more strange businessmen in recent days.

Unlike those caravans that drive horses all the way to find sellers, they don't sell food or horses, but paper.

And that paper is very unusual, it is said that it is very popular in Dongdu, and now they are buying it at a high price from the people of Dongdu, so that these northern counties can also try something new.

"Hey, just look at it and don't touch it randomly. If you break it, you will pay for it?"

In a teahouse in the center of Fenyang City, Taiyuan County, a nouveau riche man wearing a padded jacket with sleeves and hands standing beside the high platform for storytelling, raised his foot to block the dirty hands of a little ruffian with disdain.

In front of him was an upturned table, which was a very rare and precious thing in the north.

Eight sheets of palm-sized paper were neatly coded on the case, with densely packed small characters written on them, and at the end there was a fingerprint of someone.

The common people could not read, but they could tell by looking at the fingerprints that this was probably some kind of contract.

The little ruffian who was kicked away just now was dissatisfied with the arrogance of the seller, he sneered and said: "It's just a piece of torn paper, what's there to be proud of, you treat this paper as Tongle's silver ticket, you can't even touch it pay back."

"Tongle's banknotes?" The man who sold the paper raised his head.

The little ruffian thought he had never heard of Tongle, so he laughed immediately, and eloquently gave him a popular science, saying that Tongle is the only one in the world, and those who don't know think it is Tongtian.

After the little ruffian finished speaking, he was waiting to see the man slump, but he saw the man with his arms folded in a half-smiling smile, and said, "It's just a picture of a tiger, not a cat like a cat. The idea that I came up with in a crooked manner is so sought after by you and other foolish people." , It's ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!"

The radiant area of ​​these words is a bit large, and among the crowd of onlookers, there are merchants from all over the place who come to the teahouse to rest, but they are not happy to hear these words.

To them, Tong Le was a very kind person. Originally, they would have to carry several large boxes of silver with them when traveling in a caravan. Hiring a dart team was expensive, and it might not be possible to keep it.

Now that a thin silver bill is kept in the bosom, the gangsters have nowhere to attack, not to mention the peace of mind.

How can they tolerate someone slandering Tongle like this?

Even if a few men came up with a theory.

The paper seller sized them up a few times, but his expression became serious, and he asked:

"You have traveled all over the world, but have you ever been to Dongdu?"

The men paused and looked at each other, but they didn't lie and shook their heads.

"The Eastern Capital is very expensive, and we have never been there before," one of them snapped up and said, "But so what? The counties and counties around the Eastern Capital, my brother and I have all run away, afraid that you will fail."

"Eh?" The man who sold the paper became interested when he heard the words, knocked on the folding fan in his hand, and asked with a smile: "The Changhuan Cloth Shop in Xingyang, the Huashang Grain Shop in Xin'an, and the Zhuhe Winery in Xiangcheng, all of you have heard of it." ever?"

The man only thought that this person suspected him of lying and was trying to teach him, so he immediately smiled confidently, "Of course I know."

"I also know that these three shops were not particularly famous in the past. It was because there was a good man in the east who lent them a large amount of silver and only charged one and a half cents a month. That's why they became famous."

After the man finished speaking, the companions around him also nodded.

"If someone is more powerful than Tongle, it must be the bank in Dongdu. It seems to be called Ganfang."

"The head of his family has a good eye, and all the shops under his control can soar, which is like a golden eye."

After these people finished speaking, the paper seller hadn't reacted yet, and the surrounding people were in an uproar.

"One and a half minutes per month? This is a free gift! Is there really such a good thing?!"

"It's a lie, how much silver do they have to lend so much silver taels to three big shops at the same time? Rich as a country?"

"I don't know if the rich can be the enemy of the country, but I heard that the shopkeeper of his family is a woman."

"woman?!"

"I don't know if what they say is true or not, but you must be bragging!"

The hall quickly became lively, and when everyone was quarreling about whether this was reasonable or not, there was a sudden "pop!" sound in front of him.

The sound of the gavel made people who often come to the teahouse to hear the book have a conditioned reaction, and immediately raised their eyes to look over.

I saw the young man who was still huddled behind the Qiaotou table climbed onto the high platform that belonged to the storyteller, twisted the thin piece of paper in his hand and said: "See the handprint on it? This handprint is the shopkeeper Ganfang... "

The hall fell silent immediately, everyone held their breath, could it be that the palm print belonged to the shopkeeper?

So petite, could it be that she is really a woman?

"...The handprint of a shopkeeper who has been in charge of the shopkeeper Ganfang!"

Everyone: "..."

If they had rotten tomatoes in their hands, they would probably have smashed them all in the man's face by now.

But the young man still had a smile on his face, his eyes wandered down the hall, and then he fell on the man who was picking on him just now, hooked his fingers and said: "Let's talk about the truth, read it carefully and see if you want to buy it? "

The man was not interested at first, but the other party insisted that Qian Fang had slapped his eyes, and finally took it, and then his eyes gradually widened.

"The price of the horse has fallen, and I have to pay ten times the price of the drop, but as long as the price of the horse does not fall, you will give me 15 taels of silver a month?!" He was so surprised that his voice changed a little.

At present, some people want to accept horses, and even say that ponies can also be accepted, regardless of the price.

The foal grows for more than half a year, that is to say, the price of horses will not only drop in this half year, but may even rise.

The time limit given in this contract is three months, so wouldn't it be a sure profit without loss?

He raised his eyes in astonishment and looked at the paper seller, who had a sad expression on his face.

"Now you know it's a good thing, right?" The paper seller tapped the bright red palm print on the paper, and said leisurely, "These deeds are all filed with the government, if you don't believe me, you can check it out, it's absolutely true, If I didn't need silver taels urgently, would you think I would be willing to take this thing out?"

The big man still couldn't believe it, he hesitated to put the deed back, but he was a little reluctant, and finally asked helplessly: "So what is the origin of this? Looking at something that is not profitable at all, the palm print Why did the master make such a contract?"

The paper seller laughed: "Well, I met an expert today, so I'll tell the truth."

"Actually, I don't know much about the things created by the people of Dongdu. I only know that this palm print is for the person who was able to get the taels of silver every month, but that person was in urgent need of cash, so he took the money. rights were sold."

"No, I happened to need money urgently, so I asked someone else to cut off my love." The paper seller spread his hands, paused, and suddenly said: "Actually, you don't have to worry about it, I don't recommend you to buy this thing."

"?" The man raised his eyes in a daze. He was still selling hard just now, why did he suddenly start to sing bad words again?

The paper seller stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, and suddenly began to sort out the deeds on the case, rolled them into a tube, tapped his palm, and said with a thief smile: "As long as the price of the horse does not fall, the price of this thing will not fall. You can get 15 taels of silver every month, so it’s not expensive for me to sell 20 taels a piece?”

The man shook his head, it was indeed not expensive, and he could afford it.

Then the paper seller said again: "But I need silver taels urgently, so I want to find a big buyer and sell it all at once, you..."

"Is there that much silver?"

Man: "...?"

"Fuck! Then you are still here to seduce me!"

Amidst the scolding, the young paper seller took the paper tube made from the deed, smiled and pushed his way through the crowd and left.

The people behind him all guessed that this person didn't want to sell at all, but he just came to show off!

Otherwise, the whole day was wasted in the teahouse, not a single contract was sold, and you still smiled so happily?

It's just that they don't know that the same thing is happening in many counties in Taiyuan County, Shangdang County and Yanmen County these days.

It is even more difficult to discover that paper sellers never set foot in large towns with a population of over [-], but as long as they appear in the counties, there must be a branch of Tongle Piaohao.

In a corner of the teahouse by the window, a customer dressed as a servant was sitting.

Surrounded by commercial streets, the servants will also shift shifts. When it is time to rest, they often come to the nearby teahouses to find leisure.

It's just that this young man is different from the other young men, the dress style is that of a servant, but the fabric is of the highest quality.

He sat by the window, stroked his chin thoughtfully.

He was originally a gangster in Fenyang City. When the "Tongle" ticket office suddenly opened in the city more than half a year ago, he was recruited by relying on some cleverness. Upper Class.

During this period, he also fearfully worried that he would be exposed, but later found that let alone him, even his shopkeeper was not a material for doing business.

It's just that the lottery account was opened in a hurry, so I didn't pay much attention to them.

Of course, arranging them to do things is just a small matter of going through the process.

But recently, there is a big event-buying a horse.

No one in Fenyang City knew that the mysterious merchants who bought horses at high prices were Tongle.

So he doesn't know anything, but he knows nothing about buying horses.

There is a death order from above, and no army horse that steps into Fenyang must be allowed to be spared within half a year.

Although I don't know why the above did this, but in short, the price of horses will never fall.

If you can buy that deed, every month will be money falling from the sky!

It is true that he does not have the money to eat all the contracts, but Tongle has it.

What?The silver is not his, but just temporarily stored by others?

Heck, isn't that still being used directly by the higher-ups to buy horses?

The man subconsciously touched the pattern embroidered on the left chest of the clothes.

In the middle of the three-legged tripod, there is a square ancient character "乐".

There is cheap and no bastard.

He will go back and tell the shopkeeper!

The author has something to say:

Boy: From now on, my surname will be Jiu.