Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, there are only about 40,000 soldiers and civilians in Pidao Town, which is equivalent to the size of a town in later generations, but there are everything on the streets, including grocery stores, blacksmith shops, and red light districts. Among them, Yuxuan Tower is considered a very high-end family.

Sitting in front of a large table at the banquet, Mao Jue was really nervous. The sweat beads on his forehead were flowing down like the stream, and he glanced at He Siyong from time to time.

"Brother He Si, is the shopkeeper in the south you are talking about reliable?"

The dishes on this table are not cheap. There are fish and meat. If there are no five taels of silver, it would be pitiful. He is a son of the governor of Dongjiang Town. If Mrs. Zhang had not supported twenty taels of silver, he would not have even been able to sit here.

"Young Master, don't worry!"

When talking about this, He Siyong was full of confidence. He moved his eyes away from the female servant who had just gone upstairs and patted his chest with a arrogant discount.

"This is the eldest son of the Qian family in Changshu. He came to our north and specially collected these rare things, such as sable deer antlers, and even if you pay for money, Jiannu's wild ginseng, buy a few boxes of boxes, just like buying radishes. The young one was the same as buying radishes. The young one was the same as before yesterday. After a group of gold-touching lieutenants, he dug a tomb of a nobleman in the Jin Dynasty and made a bronze mirror, and then he caught the master's eye. This time he fell in love with our glass pieces. If he could speak out, he would never be stingy if he took action!"

But when his eyes turned, this guy showed a cunning look.

"Young Master, if this trip is done, the young ones don't want that 30% of the broker's money. If you can always be anxious, talk to the young ones in front of the coach, the young ones will be satisfied!"

He Siyong was shocked. Although the Wen Baihu was miserable, he was at least a seventh-grade Ming Baihu, and his official position was better than those of them. He Siyong was smart enough. He could make a lot of money, but his background was not strong enough. Many money could only be heard and not touched. If he could take advantage of Mao Jue's way, he also got a hundred-family waist card. If he was to do this, He Siyong's waist would be much harder, which was worth more than dozens of taels of silver.

However, it is not certain whether he can fool things out now. Mao Jue didn't take his pleasing words to heart, and nodded indifferently.

"Yeah, I understand."

During this time, the waiter who was running the hall outside the door suddenly became noisy. Several errands ran to the door together, and they bowed neatly.

"Welcome to Mr. Qian. The young master is handsome and elegant, and he is so amazing. He looks like Pan An! Mr. Qian is very honored to visit the store!"

Damn, what's going on?

Turning back in surprise, Mao Jue slapped his forehead again in confusion. Is there anyone who is as sexy as a damn person?

Women never show up these days, but this guy is so good. He got four beautiful girls in his twenties and carried him away in a sedan chair. There were six servants around him, dressed in neat blue brocade clothes, and they looked like they were playing Tai Chi on the side, blocking the idle people from approaching.

Looking at the sedan chair, there were beautiful Confucian robes with pine and cranes, wearing melon-shaped hats, and jade-covered on the forehead. A fan was slapped with a thicker pink face than a woman.

To be honest, this guy looks pretty good, with a scholarly look and a look above the middle-aged man. But when he looked at the pink and the dark circles hidden underneath, the first impression was that he thought of the young master of kidney deficiency in the movie "Journey to the West" that he had just watched a few days ago.

"Oh, Mr. Qian is here, I'm young..."

After putting down the sedan chair, the two beauties reached out to help Mr. Qian get out of the sedan chair. He Siyong immediately stuck to him excitedly as if he was plaster. However, the guy seemed to treat him as air and glanced directly past him, with a smile on his face and a finger stretched out toward Mao Jue.

"Baoyu comes out of Cuishan, and a good weapon comes out of the blue hands! I said that this Pi Island, the place where the army town kills and kills, could it be out of this good water glaze? Sure enough, as soon as I saw Mr. Mao, I suddenly realized it. It's been a long time since I saw you!"

know?

Not only did He Siyong have a lot of question marks on his forehead, but even Mao Jue himself stood up in shock and Mao Jue clasped his fists in depression.

"I wonder when I have seen you? Why can't I remember you..."

"Brother Mao doesn't remember Qian?"

The young master of kidney deficiency was stunned and said with an exaggerated expression: "Liaodong Prefecture Provincial Examination, you and me, as well as Brother Song, Brother Zhang, and Brother Gao, and others hit it off at first sight. When they talked about the sky at night, Brother Mao actually forgot about Qian, which really disappointed Qian."

This young man with kidney deficiency is still a heart-warming heart. He covered his chest with his heart and beat his feet and stamped his chest. He felt sad, and then made a lot of cold sweat appear on the back of Mao Jue's head.

Fortunately, there was a simple robe here who was good at chattering. Seeing that his young master was embarrassed, the little girl quickly walked forward with a smile and said with a blessing.

"Mr. Qian, my son fell into the water half a month ago and fell ill. He can't remember many things. Please bear with me."

"Oh? Brother Mao is okay? Let Qian see it!"

The old Tie suddenly turned into a heart-wrenching expression. The young master of kidney deficiency came up and wanted to touch Mao Jue's head to see if he had been hit. Mao Jue quickly smiled and raised his hand to refuse. I don't know if this guy was too enthusiastic, but turned around and went out again, shouting while walking.

"Lu Lian, take out my Nanyang blood bird's nest, Boni frankincense, and Tianzhu divine oil for me! Replenish it for Brother Mao."

"Who is this guy?"

Taking advantage of this, Mao Jue quickly turned his head and turned to ask Xiang Suyi. When he mentioned him, Suyi's little face couldn't help but show a sense of disdain.

"Hmph, just a nouveau riche from Jiangnan. Last year, you met with the young master with the Liaodong Provincial Examination. After learning that our master was Mao Shuai, I immediately pressed him up and couldn't even drive him away."

It turns out that I'm still fighting for my father.

Mao Wenlong occupied a very important role in the Liaodong battle situation in the court. Although Mao Wenlong's subordinates were only 20,000 to 30,000, it was ten times less than the Liaodong army of 200,000 to 300,000. They occupied desolate places such as Pi Island, Zhanzidao, Dalu Island, and Jinzhou, and offshore islands. But here is a nail nailed behind the Later Jin Dynasty. Several times the Later Jin Dynasty conquered Mongolia and attacked the Ming Dynasty, Mao Wenlong gave Nurhaci and Huang Taiji great threats.

During the Dingmao chaos, Mao Wenlong came out of Pi Island and raided Amin's retreat, so that the Qing army did not dare to fight a protracted war. After hurriedly forcing North Korea to sign the contract, he hurriedly retreated back to Shenyang, which became an important transit station for the Ming Dynasty to communicate with North Korea.

The importance of Mao Wenlong can be seen from the conflict between him and his immediate superior, the governor of Denglai Yuan Keli. Because Yuan Keli investigated Mao Wenlong's false claims of military merits, it triggered a political dispute between the court. In order to preserve Mao Wenlong, Yuan Keli, a civil servant, actually gave in to the military generals and retreated to retire.

After Yuan Chonghuan killed Mao Wenlong, the next year, the change of his country occurred. The Later Jin army came to the capital. Later Jin expeditioned to Korea. This time, North Korea completely turned to the Later Jin and became the supply of grain and troops for Jiannu. A series of changes were all after Mao Wenlong's death, so Yuan Chonghuan was killed by Chongzhen, and it was not unfair.

Although the young master Mao Jue is not favored, it is worthy of being cursed by those who are interested in the young master like the young master of kidney deficiency. Although this island is lonely and there are many scarce goods from North Korea and Liaodong, this is the only port, so Mao Wenlong is rude and many people can make a fortune.

Mao Jue felt uncomfortable when he listened to this sentence. He wanted to rely on himself, but in the end he still needed to rely on Mao Wenlong's shadow.

He poured a glass of light wine from the table to suppress the feeling of discomfort. Suddenly, Mao Jue turned his head and asked Su Yi.

"By the way, how did I take the provincial examination?"

"Young Master really doesn't remember anything..."

With helpless expression, Su Yi reached out and pointed at the figure who was screaming outside: "It was because this guy invited the young master to drink, and he missed the exam time and failed. For this reason, the master even scolded the young master. You are so angry that you haven't eaten for three days. Don't you remember?"

Okay! This guy is still a broom star!

Seeing the two big packages of Mr. Kidney Deficiency bringing back, Mao Jue shook his head speechlessly.

The next banquet will be relaxed. It will be placed in later generations. Qian Zeng, the young master of kidney deficiency, is definitely the sales department manager. He can speak vernacularly, and has been to many places and has a wide range of knowledge. He holds up his glass and has never left him with the initiative in speaking at the table.

I originally thought I wanted to give him a shame, but the situation turned around. If it were him, he would flatter him. The romance and prosperity of this guy in Jiangnan made Mao Jue quite a bit more insightful.

As for He Siyong, he originally wanted to make a great contribution, but unexpectedly, he asked Mao Jue to come to a foreign land to meet an old friend. While he was depressed, he had some vision and left the banquet first, not knowing where to go to drink.

This guy is really a rich man. After drinking a drink until the afternoon, Mao Jue's first order in the Ming Dynasty was completed, but he didn't even look at the things. The money had first thrown out five large ingots of silver, a total of one hundred taels, and wrapped all the red vessels in Mao Jue's glass products factory.

Even though the alcohol content is low in this era, after drinking two or three kilograms of sorghum wine, the guy still scored a few points on his tongue. Mao Jue helped him walk out. While walking, he was still shouting in a vague manner.

"Everyone says that Shandong has glass! Now our Liaodong land can produce glass. Then, who else calls this place a bitter and cold place!"

"But Brother Mao, your glass is like Western-style glass. I wonder if you have any Western glasses here?"

"Dipoglass?"

When talking about this, Qian Zeng's eyes lit up a little, and he gestured with his hands excitedly.

"It's the thin, transparent Esperanto mirror, a hundred times brighter than our bronze mirror. When people look at it, it is said that it will be revealed in the slightest. A few years ago, the foreign monks brought them to Nanjing and were finally picked up by a large salt merchant from Yangzhou. With the move, Zhao Qier, the courtesan of Qinhuai River, took the bag and married him, the old man."

"If we can do it, tsk..."
Chapter completed!