In the years of ancient traders

"But take it and put it in your firewood pile. It must be dry and not frozen." Granny Shi took out two sweet potatoes from her wheat straw pile and put them in her sister's arms.

"Don't worry, sister." Granny Shi's younger sister said, and left with the silkworm cocoons and sweet potatoes that Granny Shi gave her.

The news about the sweet potatoes in Xianghe Village quickly spread to the surrounding villages. It doesn't matter that this food is delicious and filling, the key is that it has a high yield.It’s not just what Song Shu said, but people who dig sweet potatoes have a personal experience. This thing grows a lot of fruits in a clump, and every time you dig it, it’s a big bunch. Isn’t it high yield?If such a good thing can be planted in their own land, then they will no longer be afraid of wars and famines.

The villagers of Xianghe Village value the sweet potatoes very highly. Most of them are not willing to eat them, so they carefully preserve them and check them two or three times a day.

People from other villages knew about it later, and when they went to dig in the mountains, there were only clumps of sweet potato leaves left.A few were lucky enough to dig out one or two thin and small fish that slipped through the net. Although their appearance was ugly, they were treated as treasures and brought home wrapped in their arms.

Someone came to Xianghe Village and wanted to buy sweet potatoes, and every family asked, and the villagers in Xianghe Village shook their heads.They have all made up their minds, they want to keep this sweet potato as a seed, and plant it next year, this single sweet potato can turn out tens of thousands, so if they sell it now, wouldn't it be a bad loss?

There is no need to dig or buy this sweet potato, but many people want it, and some people have used their brains.

There are not many people in Xianghe Village who have dogs, which makes it easier to commit crimes at night, but these people forgot that the villagers in Xianghe Village practice boxing every morning.That boxing method seems simple, but it is not a show, and if it is caught, it will be a fat beating.

After a few times, no one dared to use their brains again.

This sweet potato is so precious, it turns yellow after peeling, so someone nicknamed it Golden Fruit.Everyone took it for granted, so they called it out.

The reputation of this golden fruit became more and more popular, and more people came to Xianghe River, and there were many merchants with some money, and the price offered was not what the farmers in the next village could offer.As a result, many people were tempted and willing to sell it for one or two.But how much does this thing sell for?

Undecided villagers came to Song Shu.

Song Shu didn't expect things to develop like this.He originally thought that if everyone knew the sweet potatoes were good, they would keep them well and wait for transplanting next year.But who knew that this matter became more and more widespread, and it attracted so many people to buy it at a high price.

The villagers wondered how much they should sell it for, so why didn't he wonder?

"Auction." When someone came to ask him again, Song Shu said.Wasn't he auctioning off the brown-tied bed at that time because he was uncertain about its value and wanted to maximize his profits?

Since sweet potatoes are so famous and they are not sure about their value, it would be best to organize an auction.

"auction?"

"This……"

The few people who came to ask were stunned.

They had heard about the auction.Song Silang's brown-tied bed was auctioned off for a gold, and everyone in the village knew about it. Later, when the brown-tied bed workshop implemented the lottery system, the lottery numbers were also auctioned in large numbers.

Most of the items in this auction are treasures.They never imagined that one day, they would also have a treasure that could be auctioned in their hands.

"good idea!"

"Yes, just do it."

After a moment of surprise, everyone returned to their senses.Although they haven't really experienced the power of this auction, they have also heard about it. Whether it is the brown tied bed or the lottery, they have all been fired to unimaginably high prices.

"Song Silang, you have to take the lead in this matter."

"Yes, we all listen to you."

"This is our first auction, only you have experience, you have to help us."

Song Shu blinked, he found something for himself again.

But auctioning sweet potatoes, he had never experienced this kind of thing in his two lifetimes, and it was quite interesting.

"Then you have to give my elder brother a commission." When they were talking, they were in the courtyard of the Song family, and Liu Niang was also beside them. Hearing the words, they interjected, "My elder brother also gave [-]% commission when he borrowed the Wanghai Tower for auction. of."

commission?

They didn't think of this, but since Song Silang was able to do the auction for them, it was appropriate to give some money. A few people immediately expressed their opinion that [-]% commission is no problem, let's set the auction time, shall we?

The development of the matter was completely beyond Song Shu's expectations, but it was also very good. He thought for a while and said, "Let's put it in three days. Everyone is promoting the publicity. Those who want to be auctioned come to my place to register. First come, first served."

"no problem."

"Song Silang write it down for us first."

"Where should I put it? To the county seat?" Someone asked again.

Song Shu thought for a while, this is the characteristic of their Xianghe Village, so let's put it in the village.

"Let's put it in Xianghe City, after the Zaoquan three days later." Song Shu made the final decision.

Xianghe City refers to the market held in the open space of Xianghe Village.

Generally speaking, this kind of market in a certain village is very rare.In most cases, the market is formed on the traffic arteries where multiple villages are concentrated, such as Yuexing City, where villagers from many nearby villages took things to sell outside Yuexing Temple, and gradually formed.

The market in Xianghe Village gradually came into being after the opening of several workshops in Song Shu.

At first, only scattered hawkers and villagers from other villages came to the village to buy steamed buns.Later, there was soybean oil, which was not perishable and had a wide range of uses, attracting many people from farther afield.Later, because of the scarcity of silk quilts, some vendors would live in the village, buying and selling steamed buns and soybean oil while waiting for the silk to be shipped.

Whether it is villagers from other villages or small vendors from other places, everyone will not be empty-handed.Some will bring home-grown grain and vegetables, some will bring home-made tofu, stuffed vinegar or soy sauce, and some will bring home-made bamboo dustpans, bamboo steamers, etc. Everyone barters, or trades with money and silk.

Gradually, the villagers of Xianghe Village, including those in the nearby villages, got used to it. They brought things to sell in Xianghe Village, and they would come to Xianghe Village to have a look when they wanted to buy something.

After the morning boxing every day, the market opens.

Villagers and peddlers come and go, and sometimes a rich merchant comes over, bringing some spices or animal leather, and some open a fried dough stick stall, soup cake stall, for outsiders to eat.

The more abundant the goods traded, the stronger the market will be.

This Xianghe City is well-known far and wide, and there must be no shortage of people coming, so Song Shu boldly put the auction location here.And with this excuse, there will be a lot of people in their village to publicize it. In the future, this market will become more famous and more people will come.

With such a virtuous circle, the business in this area will be more prosperous.

For this auction, the threshold of Song Shu's family will be broken.

Some of them are villagers who want to participate in the auction.Everyone heard that it was hosted by Song Shu, and their confidence increased a bit. Those who were hesitant to sell it privately did not sell it. They rushed to register in a hurry and waited for the auction day to be sold. a good price.

Registered villagers, when they go out to sell steamed buns and soybean oil on weekdays, they have to promote it by the way. Even when they go to the well to fetch water, they have to say a few words when they see people from other villages.

After the baptism of the past few months, people in Xianghe Village have become more and more aware of doing business.They knew that this auction must have a large number of people. The more people who come to buy, the rarer their sweet potatoes will appear, and the rarer they are, the better the price they will sell.

Moreover, during the auction, buyers would compete for bids, just like Song Shu sold the brown-tied bed at that time. If it weren't for the fact that the wealthy households present wanted it and bid each other, how could it be sold so high?

Anyone who has registered can do their best to promote it. Before arriving in three days, all the places where people can live in Xianghe village are full of people who come to buy sweet potatoes.

The other part is the buyer.

Some of them are Song Shu's old acquaintances, such as Shopkeeper Wang and Yang Jian.

Although shopkeeper Wang is in the cloth business, as a businessman, how can he let go of something that can make a lot of money?The night he got the news, he rushed to Song Shu's house, trying to rely on their good cooperative relationship to ask Song Shu to open a back door.

However, he had just arrived at the entrance of the village when he saw Yang Jian's bicycle frame from a distance.

"Mother, why is Mr. Yang here?" Shopkeeper Wang couldn't help but swear.Before he came, he asked someone to inquire about the movements of Second Sister Li, and knowing that his old friend hadn't come, he was delighted to think that no one would rob him this time. arrive early.

Now that he's here, shopkeeper Wang is not someone who just gives up, and he brought his staff into the Song family's yard.

"...not for sale. The auction will start the morning after tomorrow. Mr. Yang, remember to get up early." Song Shu said with a smile, not paying attention to Yang Jian at all, and even seemed to see off the guests.

There were also two neighbors in the yard who came to register for the auction, and they watched the audience.

When Mr. Yang talked to Song Shu just now, he was very kind, without any arrogance of a wealthy family.If it was placed on them, wouldn't they be flattered and immediately agree?But Song Silang is so principled, he won't sell it if he says it won't be sold, please come early for the auction, and there is no back door.

The two neighbors who came to register couldn't help applauding Song Shu in their hearts.

Yang Jian still maintained his demeanor on the surface, but he was already mad in his heart, not only because Song Shu refused, but also because the ordinary villagers saw his embarrassing appearance.He was not alone this time, with two tall and strong attendants by his side. At this moment, he made a gesture, and the two attendants stepped forward with their hands on their hips.They were all much taller than Song Shu, casting a shadow over him.

"Mr. Yang, it's getting late. If you don't come back, you won't be able to go home before the sun goes down." Song Shu said with a small smile as if he didn't see the two tall men.

The two neighbors next to him and shopkeeper Wang were all sweating.

The two strong men took another step closer, showing the threat.

"What if I have to buy it today?" Yang Jian said, "There are not many people in this world who can reject me, and you can't be one of them."

Song Shu didn't speak, he took a step back.

The strong man immediately pushed forward, but a pair of hands came across, each of them blocked their waist with a finger, and he couldn't take a step forward.

Song Anan turned his head left and right and said, "Come?"

Song He came in with him just now, and he was going to come over too, but Song Anan moved quickly, and got between Song Shu and the strong man a few times.Song He knew Song Anan's strength, so he was not worried at all, and watched the show from the side.

Who is their little general?

Among the ten thousand armies, he can take the head of a general, and his two guards, no matter how strong they are, are not enough.

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