The master and servant walked in a winding manner. The Zhang family's mansion lived in the west alley of Bei Street. The alley was about a mile long. After passing through the alley, you could reach Bei Street. The street less than two miles long was full of merchant families and business names they opened, with many signs and many covers.

Xinpingbao is one of the several foreign trade cities in Datong Town and Shanxi Town. Especially Xinpingbao, the geography is very important and belongs to one of the most important military forts on Datong Town East Road. It is very important in both economic and military status. It is also very close to Zhangjiakou, a key customs trade town. In later generations, it was at the junction of Hebei, Shanxi and Inner Mongolia. There is a saying that "Three Provinces of Chicken Crown", which is the best explanation of Xinpingbao's geographical location.

Because of its importance in geographical location, Xinpingbao also has a Trade Horse Market. A long time ago, a large number of merchants came to participate in the trade. Later, many merchants gradually chose to settle down in Xinpingbao, making this military fort with a large radius of miles gradually become a commercial center on Datong Town East Road, where business is very prosperous.

"Ding Shengfeng, Dashengyu, Feng's character Xing, Shun's character Xing, Chang Yusheng, Dadetong, Dadeheng, Dashengyu, Dameiyu..."

Walking all the way from North Street, Zhang Han saw that these names were all beautiful and the door was flying high.

These businesses are tall, with blue bricks and blue tiles, with birds and beasts carved on the eaves, and the window lattices are also exquisitely carved, with exquisite materials. The wooden door panels are taken off, so the door heads are particularly large, and there are a variety of goods inside. The shopkeepers are busy with them. When they pass through the store, there are still more than a dozen or twenty warehouses, where more goods are stored.

The busy crowds came from all over the border towns. At this time, nearly half a year has passed since the Xima City. The small market has opened this month. There are no Mongolians on the streets. Most of the traders are mainly merchants from Zhili and Shanxi and Shaanxi. The accents in each population are also strange. Fortunately, northern official dialect gradually took shape in this year. When everyone encounters people who don’t understand, they speak official dialect with their tongues, and at least they can communicate successfully. It’s really not possible. It’s enough to be thug-style and bargaining.

The various situations in front of you are also very novel and interesting in Zhang Han's eyes.

He is a businessman who has been engaged in business since childhood, and the blood of a businessman is immersed in his bones. This situation in front of him is a burden for a person with a calm personality, but for him, it is as comfortable as a fish entering the water.

"He Yusheng...well, it's here."

Zhang Han stood there, squinting his eyes at the plaque hanging high on the store door.

Generally, there are large doors, blue brick buildings, and the store is in front and 20 or 30 warehouses behind. Some young men are carrying the grain bags from the warehouse, and then loading them on donkey carts. The people who buy and sell goods are in the store. After the payment is settled, several shopkeepers personally sent the big buyer out and bowed to each other. The donkey carts of more than ten cars gradually started and headed towards the north gate.

"How much did you pay for this trip?"

The three shopkeepers did not see Zhang Han at the first time. The one who spoke was Zhou Fengji, who was in his fifties this year. He was old and had gray hair. He was blessed with a happy face. He just smiled when he spoke, but when he was talking, his face turned off and he looked very ugly.

Li Yuchun, a second cabin, was short, black and thin, and showed his shrewdness. He sneered and did not answer.

Sangui Liang Hong was tall and strong, and his face was quite angry. He rubbed his hands and replied, "We came from four cents of grain, regardless of the commissions for the feet, the porter's money, the money for renting mules and horses, the money for the fodder, and the cost of the sale. The price of the sale is still four cents. How much is the compensation? You will know when the big cabinet calculates."

"Huh? The young master is here!" Zhou Fengji looked bitter, and when he turned his face, he happened to see Zhang Han who was listening to the three of them intently.

"Well, thank you three shopkeepers."

Zhang Han nodded to the three of them, with a smile on his face.

Zhang Han was coming, but Chang had already said hello in advance. The cabinet was busy. The three of them had visited each other when Zhang Han was seriously ill. After Zhang Han woke up, the three of them didn't have time to see him. There was news in the house that Shaodong was no longer studying and came to the shop to take charge of He Yusheng.

This is really not good news for the three shopkeepers.

Shaodong is too young.

Generally, Shanxi merchants pay great attention to the cultivation and education of their children. They have a private school at home and invite famous teachers to teach them. Those who have a promising future and can take the exam will be vigorously cultivated. This is how the ancestor of the Zhang family, Feng Pangong, also known as the famous prime minister Zhang Siwei, was cultivated.

If you can't take the exam, after studying and literate, you will learn to do business. You will first learn to be a person, speak, be a boy in the store, learn to plan and calculate accounts, and then go out to run business and increase your knowledge. These skills will definitely not be achieved without ten or eight years.

If Zhang Han’s father and ancestors were still there, or there was still one, the three shopkeepers would definitely arrange Zhang Han as a young man in the store and start from scratch. However, there was no one in the master’s family and only this boss. Such an arrangement would be inappropriate, and there would be suspicion of slaves bullying the master.

The three of them came to see each other, and Zhou Fengji was a little reserved. After all, he was the old man who created the situation with Lao Dong and Zhang Yun. Even Zhang Han's father Zhang Cheng was a son and nephew in front of him.

Li Yuchun looked even colder and seemed a little dissatisfied with Zhang Han.

Only Liang Hong was careless. He was also the youngest. He was just thirty years old and was a young man in the store. He smiled at Zhang Han and said, "It is a good thing for the young owner to come. Get it early, and the responsibility on my shoulders is smaller."

When they saw each other, they were a little embarrassed.

Zhou Fengji thought for a while and reached out and said, "Shaodong came to the store, it was too cold outside."

Zhang Han nodded and walked forward with big strides.

The three shopkeepers looked at each other and were all a little surprised.

In the past, Zhang Han was a standard nerd. He only knew how to study at home. He was a little pedantic when he saw people. He was a little timid and retreated a little when he encountered things on the scene.

Maybe it was because he knew his flaws and the crisis of the Zhang family's secrets that Zhang Han originally chose to study and take the exam... He was already a child. If he passed the scholarship, his status would be different. If he passed the imperial examination, even if he failed to pass the imperial examination, the Zhang family's status in Xinpingbao would be stable.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. Zhang Han had already passed the exam several times, but never passed it. Only then did he work hard in the study in the cold winter in the cold winter and suffer from the cold wind and cold.

Zhang Han entered the store and began to look at the situation inside.

The store is actually very large, with five doors and five houses. The five rooms at that time were not comparable to later generations. It is probably more than a thousand square meters in size. Such a large storefront is the most food. In addition, there are tea baskets and oil baskets. There are some cloth and paper on the south wall, and a small amount of valuable goods such as silk. There are some iron pots in the corner of the north wall, which are half-covered and half-covered, and it is not clearly in the same place... Iron pots are sold only in the official market, and are hard currency used by military towns to exchange horses with the Tartars. Iron tools are not allowed to be sold in private markets and small markets, in case the Tartars buy too much, so they are used to melt and cast armor and weapons.

There are now many iron tools in Mongolian divisions, and there are not enough daily necessities, and there are not enough iron arrows, let alone strong iron armor. Due to this limitation, the combat effectiveness of the Tatar divisions continues to decline. It has been a long time since the large-scale war in Xuanda.

He looked and went to the warehouse. There were more than 10,000 silver dollars of grain and tea. Each warehouse was full of silk and satin, but the quantity was very small. Most of this type of valuables were wanted by Taiji and nobles over there. Ordinary herdsmen could not afford it. They dare not even think about it, and the shipment volume would not be too large.

At this time, the store was full of people, and three shopkeepers and twenty or so men were standing in the store. After Zhang Han finished looking at the warehouse, everyone bowed together and greeted him, the boss.

If Zhang Han was originally, he would be at a loss and didn't know what to do. At this time, Zhang Han was calm and bowed to the shopkeeper and the friends. After getting up, Zhang Han said loudly: "Thank you all. I was studying at home before, and I never often ended here. From now on, we will work together to do our best to do the business. If we make a profit, we will not treat everyone badly. Everyone will benefit."

Zhou Fengji and Li Yuchun nodded slightly. Li Yuchun's face was a little surprised, but there was still a hint of disdain. Liang Hong laughed and stepped forward and said, "Shaodong has never come to the shop. When he comes back here today, his words warm people's hearts, which is really admirable."

Zhou Fengji said: "Since this is the case, everyone still scatters to do their own things, don't be busy or in trouble."

Everyone agreed and dispersed, and they were all busy with their own affairs, but the three shopkeepers and Zhang Han looked at each other.

If Zhang Han is a young man, it would be better. If Zhang Han is an adult owner, it would be easier to handle. There is a quiet room next to the store. The great master and the uncle Zhang Cheng were both sitting inside. Zhang Han is at this age and qualifications, so he would sit in the quiet room. I am afraid that he would not be able to figure it out if he had been sitting for ten or eight years.

Zhou Fengji said: "Young master, sit on the outer cabinet, sit there in the south, let's see how many days?"

"Just do what the big cabinet said."

Zhang Han naturally understood that when he arrived today, he could not have any trouble with him, and he would not have made any decisions. There was really something important, of course, just like before, he sent someone to the inner house to report his mother Chang to decide. This situation would not be expected to change within a few days.

What he had to do now was to sit on a high chair under the south wall cabinet with a smile, watch the customers coming and going in the store, how the shopkeepers receive customers, discuss prices and determine various details, and then watch the busy figures of the guys passing by him, Zhang Han was not anxious. In this time and space, in the 45th year of Wanli, he was still a boy who was less than sixteen, and he was really not anxious.
Chapter completed!