Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

There were more than 110 Jiaxing book collection families in the prosperous period, and the history changed. By the early Republic of China, most of the private library buildings became the first batch of private libraries in China. However, with the war of the Anti-Japanese War, most of the library buildings were destroyed by artillery fire. Among them, there are less than one survivor in ten, and Jiang Guangzhang has gone through several twists and turns and spent half his life working hard for Yanfen Cottage. The Jiang family is a prominent family in Jiaxing, and there are many talents in the family. The most famous is Jiang Baili (Qian Xuesen's father-in-law). He was the principal of Baoding Military Academy, a general of the National Revolutionary Army, and wrote On National Defense. The existence of Yanfen Cottage depends on the support of the family. , but not every bibliophile has a tough tribe, the war is ruthless, and many books are destroyed. Sheyuan, Deshulou, Hairilou, Xiangshan Pavilion... Many of these famous buildings will be destroyed by the war ten years later, but now, Jiang Shiguang still cherishes them very much. Seeing that Huang Xuan was listening seriously, the old man also became more enthusiastic about talking, until it was time for dinner, he still couldn't get enough of his thoughts. Seeing the sun set, the third son couldn't help but walked in and said, Father, eat! Yu glanced at him, only to realize that the room had become dark, he smiled at Huang Xuan with some embarrassment, I didn't expect to talk for so long, I'm hungry. No, no. Huang Xuan was polite Twice, and said to the third son of the Jiang family: Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. The third son is a dull person. Although he is only middle-aged, his temper has been worn down by years of farm work. Hearing that Huang Xuan is a scholar, he waved his hands even more excitedly , moved his lips rhythmically, and just whispered: Nothing, nothing... Jiang Shiguang was also used to his son's honesty, so he slipped on his shoes and said to Huang Xuan: Let's go eat first, the farmer's family, there is nothing, I have wronged you. Huang Xuan was polite again, thanks to him being used to this at home, he should review it. The people's livelihood in Zhejiang is prosperous. Jiang Shiguang has accumulated a little land for many years. He has five sons in his family and bought a shop in the town, so his life is quite good. There are five or six plates of fish and meat on the dinner table. The Republic of China we know is very different. The third child silently poured food into his mouth, but Jiang Shiguang became agitated. After talking for a while, Huang Xuan took the opportunity to say, I don't know what the price of food is now? When it came to food, Jiang Shiguang was obviously stunned After a moment, he sighed and put the chopsticks on the table. In 1927, there was a general food shortage in the south of the Yangtze River, and even traders and landlords hoarded it. From the perspective of later generations, many uprisings and riots that occurred that year were related to food, and the Jiang family felt the food shortage firsthand. Without waiting for Huang Xuan to ask again, Jiang Shiguang sighed again, and said, A stone of brown rice was only three or four silver dollars a year ago, but now, someone sells it for 17 yuan a stone. Even we don't dare to act rashly when we store food at home. Huang Xuan let out a sigh. He didn't understand much about people's livelihood, and he didn't understand why farmers were worried about rising grain prices. They just silently counted the grain they brought. Stones vary in size, but even if you use 120 catties as a stone , 100 tons of grain also cost 1,600 shi. If it is sold at a median price, it is 16,000 silver dollars. In 1927, it could be said to be a huge sum of money, and it could even buy a seagoing ship. Lorraine quietly settled an account for Huang Xuan. Huang Xuan secretly laughed in his heart. Now Jiang Shiguang's interest in talking has faded, so he bid farewell and went to sleep. The next morning, when the sky was still bright, Huang Xuan found Jiang Yisheng early, greeted Jiang Shiguang, and walked towards Ganpu Town. The youngest of the Jiang family didn't like to talk, but Tao knew him very well. , Huang Xuan talked with him all the way, and learned a lot about the surrounding customs. Although Ganpu is a small town, the market is still bustling. Boats, boats, vehicles and horses continue to go back and forth, and there are many shops attracting customers in front of the blue curtain. Jiang Yisheng sent Huang Xuan here and wanted to go home. Huang Xuan How could he let him go? Before he could open his mouth, he said: Brother Jiang, I don't know the place here, why don't you wait for me for two days, and then leave when my family arrives. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even live here. I can't find the shop. Jiang Yisheng is a real person, looking at Huang Xuan who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, although he is already similar in size, it seems really unreasonable to say that he is left alone in the town. So he thought about it for a long time, and said, How about I take you to my elder brother's place, he lives in the town. You don't have to be so busy. Huang Xuan chuckled, and said, Let's take a stroll around first, and wait until It's not too late to go to the hotel later, and you'll stay in town today, and it's not too late to go back tomorrow morning. Jiang Yisheng wanted to decline, but before he could think of a word, Huang Xuan rushed in In the market, honest people had no choice but to follow in with their heads down. Rice cloth has been a big deal since ancient times, and it is the only choice for Chinese businessmen of all ages to pursue stable investment and stable profits. There are nearly ten rice shops in Ganpu Town, and many landlords and businessmen come and go. In addition to the impact of the food shortage, the people coming and going in the rice shop are far better than the nearby cloth shops and other shops. Huang Xuan's family turned around and stopped at a shop called Xieqiao Rice Shop. This shop was only medium-sized, but the jobs in the shop were twice as many as other shops, and they all had duties. , busy but not in a hurry, most of the merchants who come and go are well-dressed, obviously not small families who come to buy half a catty. Is the shopkeeper here? Huang Xuan tapped the counter with the knuckles of his middle finger. This was his fourth uncle's habit, and he borrowed it temporarily. The clerk behind the cabinet had a shrewd and capable face, and veins could be seen on his thin chin. Hearing Huang Xuan's question, he stopped knocking on the abacus and said, The shopkeeper is ordering goods in the backyard. If you have anything to do, you can call me first. explain.

Forget it, he glanced at Jiang Yisheng behind Huang Xuan again, gave instructions to the clerk behind him, then walked out from behind the counter, stretched out a hand to lead the way, and said, This way please, let's talk inside. You are the second shopkeeper? Seeing this guy's wink, Huang Xuan asked a little more. As he walked into the side room, Jiang Yisheng shook his head and almost exclaimed. The second shopkeeper has gone to Jiaxing Mansion. The man smiled and denied it, served Huang Xuan tea, and said, Are you from Beijing? Nanjing. Huang Xuan knew that it was his Mandarin that caused the other party to misunderstand, so he corrected it, and said seriously: I want to sell a batch of wheat to your account, I don't know if I don't want it? The clerk smiled professionally, suppressed his curiosity and said, Although my name is a rice shop, the wheat is harvested, but I don't know how much there is? Huang Xuan smiled and said nothing, and stretched out a finger. This was learned from his mother. When he was a child, his mother always stretched out a few fingers when she said she wanted to reward him. Then Huang Xuan happily agreed. But when the real number appeared, the situation was completely different. The guy was also bluffed by Huang Xuan. He didn't know what the origin of this guy who sold wheat at Zhejiang Rice Shop. Then he looked at the other person's face and clothes, and dealt with it consciously. No, he bowed his head and said: Then please wait a moment, my shopkeeper will come right away. After that, he said, Dare to ask who you are? Huang Xuan. The shopkeeper of Xieqiao Rice Shop is a local in his fifties. His surname is Zhu, which is also one of the local common surnames. He looked at Huang Xuan and Jiang Yisheng twice from the window, but he still couldn't figure out where they came from. They said they were master and servant, but there was no reason why the servant would drink tea with the master. If they were relatives, the appearance and temperament of the two were too different. After thinking about it, he walked into the room with a smile, cupped his hands and said: No Sorry to keep you guys waiting for so long. Huang Xuan didn't even stand up. He sat there and received his salute. He made a gesture to get up, moved up slightly and sat down again, and said, Shopkeeper, please sit down. good. The shopkeeper Zhu was not angry, chatted about his robe and sat down, refilled Huang Xuan's teacup, and said straight to the point: I wonder how much wheat Mr. Huang wants to sell. Jiang Yisheng sat there in a daze. Before he could turn his head around, Huang Xuan smiled slightly, took a sip of tea and said, It depends on how much wheat the shopkeeper can harvest. oh? Shopkeeper Zhu also smiled, and looked down at the teacup. Today is different from the past. In the grain business, what you earn is the difference between the good year and the bad year. There are other ways to make the big ones, but they are as big as they are. Most of the shops here are purchased in large quantities at low prices in good years, and hoarded in large quantities in bad years, but even so, the size of the funds is placed there. After a year, most of them are still in the business of buying low and selling high. In the current market, brown rice is worth a stone. They can be sold for fifteen or sixteen yuan, and there is no wheat produced locally, so the other party transported a batch of wheat all the way, so naturally they want to make a lot of money. Thinking this way, he tentatively said: This little brother It seems that we are doing big business. Although our store is small, the owner still has some strength. It is not a problem to buy a few hundred stones. If you are interested, we can make it bigger. Then a hundred stones first. Huang Xuan settled down. One hundred shi is only 10 tons. It is considered a big business for a shop in a small town, but he doesn't have any special ideas. It is better to be cautious when you are in a foreign land. The shopkeeper Zhu didn't know what to think, his face changed slightly, and he agreed, but Jiang Yisheng just reacted stupidly, and asked Huang Xuan in a low voice: Where is Huang Xuan, do you have so much food? Because Zhejiang is rich in water and soil, 100 shi grains are enough for a small landlord to go bankrupt. Seeing that Huang Xuan decided in a matter of minutes to belong to the grain enough for the whole family to feed for several years, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Huang Xuan smiled slightly, comforting Patting his palm, he still said to shopkeeper Zhu: If shopkeeper Zhu has no other problems, please tell the staff to prepare the dock and warehouse, and we will deliver the goods tomorrow morning. no problem. Shopkeeper Zhu readily agreed, and beckoned to a clerk to whisper a few words, and then said: I don't know when Mr. Huang's boat will arrive, I'll ask someone to take care of it. Ganpu is a small town, but in today's year, it is inevitable that some people want to share a piece of the pie. Shopkeeper Zhu is a little worried that Huang Xuan just came here and doesn't understand the rules, and he is even more worried that his business will be ruined because of these things. Huang Xuan naturally doesn't understand He was thinking about something, but the food was still in the channel of the plane, as long as Lorraine was sorted out, everything would be ok, he chuckled in his heart, waved his hand and said: I don't need to worry about these things, shopkeeper Zhu, just trouble you to find a good warehouse for us , my people will naturally handle it well. The unwarranted subordinates made shopkeeper Zhu stand in awe, and repeatedly bowed their hands to say trouble. Huang Xuan only returned a salute, and then got away to leave. At this time, Jiang Yisheng was still in shock. After arriving at the pier outside the town, two guys from Xieqiao Mipu waited there early, called Boss Huang respectfully, and then took him to see the warehouse. The storage room that Xuan saw at home was much smaller. It was basically a wooden structure, but some modern materials were used. The First World War was the heyday of China’s national capital. The blowout broke out until World War II. The prosperous dock business Accompanied by this outbreak, the development of Mipu seems to adapt to it.

When it comes to real business, Huang Xuan doesn't know at all. He just heard and saw some fur from home, but he can fool him a bit. At this moment, he can't say whether the warehouse is good or bad, so he gave a vague uh and walked out of the warehouse He came out and said, Is there any room in the warehouse? I'll be staying here tonight. Yes. A clerk gave Huang Xuan a strange look. He was still wearing the gown given by the old man Jiang Shiguang. Not daring to say more, he led Huang Xuan to the porter who guarded the warehouse, and settled him down. Sit. As soon as the buddy left, Huang Xuan sat on the bed tiredly, and didn't care about the smelly bedding. Jiang Yisheng sat down even more indifferently. In his opinion, this room is more poorly made than his own. is much better. Thank you today. Huang Xuan thanked Jiang Yisheng, while sweeping the bed casually with his hands, said: When I sell the grain tomorrow, I will definitely thank you. No need. Jiang Yisheng is not middle-aged He looked at the ceiling and said, The food is also from your family. I didn't help you with anything. You don't need to thank me. Huang Xuan smiled and didn't say anything more. They didn't get it yet, so there was no need to nervously divide the loot, and they said a few more words, and the two fell asleep in a daze. They were really tired from walking today, so they only had time to tell Lorraine to put some food in the warehouse. Fell asleep.

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