Outside the store, three people covered in mud and covered in dust were loyal to their posts.

Faced with the complex situation at the dock, the guy said politely and firmly: "My masters, is there anything wrong?"

"Buy goods and take a shower." Chen Cong wiped a handful of mud from his face and spit hard.

Xiang Xin was embarrassed to cover half of her face with her robe. She brought the human-shaped balloon straight into the quagmire. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise someone would have to be pushed out of a concussion.

Even the thickness of gas can block the soil. The three of them were like taking a mud bath, and they were like wild boars rolling in three circles and crawling out with humming. Fortunately, the tickets they carried with them were not ordinary paper and could still be kept.

The guy looked up and down at the three of them, but he didn't put down his hand, and he still said politely: "There is a big bathhouse a few steps forward, and there is an inn on the street in front. You..."

Chen Cong impatiently sent Zhang Fei ticket from his sleeve, and without looking at the denomination, he threw it to him and said, "The inn is too far away. I don't like the big Tangchi. I know that you have a place for merchants to settle in here, so I'll find three rooms."

This store is not big. After all, it is in the Beijing trading place. The guy can check the tickets by himself. It looks real and his face is more gentle: "Please wait first..."

Chen Cong couldn't hear it, and rushed straight up. No matter how rich an ordinary merchant family was, there was no power of his Shen family. Even a store like a pawnshop in the Shen family was just a business of his family's subordinates. How could he take the shopkeeper seriously?

The flying plan with 1co ~ 2 silver in his hand became powerless if he wanted to stop it. Unfortunately, Xiang Xin, who was dirty all over, did not give him a chance to give him a half-hearted opportunity. He moved his hand slightly, and a heat wave blew him into the yard more than ten meters away.

"No one will die." Cheng Jinzhou said behind him.

"Where is so tolerant?" Xiang Xin said as he looked at his Earth Star Formation and said, "I use too much ground star power today. I will save some next."

"Can you get a fixed number of earth star power every day?"

"It is calculated according to the time cycle. It is usually a day." Xiang Xin twisted the water channel on his body: "As long as the star array exists, new earthly star power will be injected into it every hour. I can have a total of 12o star power every day. At most, I can only save so many earthly star powers. If I don't change to a better star array."

Cheng Jinzhou touched his chin and wanted to find a reasonable explanation for it: "Is it because after a day, the position of the planet connected to the star array changed too much. The energy generated was unable to be linked?"

Xiang Xin had his own beliefs. He listened indifferently, but ignored him.

Chen Cong kicked the guy who was lying beside the well and asked him to find a house. When several people arrived at the backyard, they saw a guy wearing silk rushing over. There were four or five servants behind him waiting at the door with short eyebrows sticks.

"Several, the old man is polite here." Cheng Jinzhou couldn't help laughing at the standard opera line. He turned his head and saw that it was a short and strong old man with a slightly hunched back. He was wearing a silver beard and a silk cotton coat, but he was not like an ordinary shopkeeper.

"Speak quickly if you have something to do." Although Chen Cong was rude, he finally stood on the spot.

The old man introduced himself with a smile: "I am Zhu Lin, the owner of this store. I have prepared bath water for the three of you, please."

Of course, a friend led the three of them over and walked through a small courtyard. He saw a separate courtyard hidden behind the building, and the environment was much better than before.

Cheng Jinzhouxun rushed into the room and took off his clothes in a few seconds. The mud in the ground was not as good as when he was playing. Not only were there gravel clay, but there were also small insects and loaches, rotten plants and unknown people. He stood in the open space and began to shake his body, like a wet wild dog.

It was disappointing that a large bucket of water was washed very happily without a beautiful maid. There were also brand new silk clothes placed at the door, and the price was probably more than 1 guan.

Xiao Cheng would not think that this is what he is like when he looks at the owner of this shop. The astrology warlock's method is more practical. Although the method of blowing away the other party with a heat wave is simple, it is not something that any astrology warlock apprentice can do. For a small shop of this size, a somewhat qualified astrology warlock apprentice is enough to be troublesome.

He took out the flying tickets from the dirty clothes and put them in. Cheng Jinzhou shook his sleeves and walked towards the front hall. The men in the Daxia Dynasty mainly tied the buns, but he didn't know how to take care of them, so he let them float on his shoulders, feeling that they had a very artistic temperament.

In the front hall, Chen Cong and Xiang Xin had already started drinking hot tea and had a great conversation with Zhu Lin.

"Jinzhou, come here. Mr. Zhu is a student of ethics who has traveled around the country and was also a senior brother of Guangwenguan." Chen Cong shouted when he saw Cheng Jinzhou.

In his opinion, scholars are much more noble than wealthy businessmen.

Cheng Jinzhou looked like he had been admired for a long time and asked by the way: "Mr. I used to study in Guangwenguan, why did he open this store again?"

Merchants were still subject to obvious discrimination in Daxia, but they were not as serious as later generations. Ordinary people would not take this path. What's more, the students of Guangwenguan either had excellent academic performance or had their families. Even if they failed the imperial examination, as long as they were determined to do so, a juren would never be able to escape.

Zhu Lin smiled and put down the teacup, touched his beard with his hand and said, "I just wanted to go to the West to see it, but I couldn't find the ship, so I traveled around, hoping to get something. Later, I spent all my money and had to sell my ancestral home to do business. Now I have money, but I don't have the ambitions of that day."

Cheng Jinzhou

Laughing, without commenting, he read more novels and movies, and was shocked by this, so he went straight to the point: "I heard that Zhu Family Store has various products for sale, can you go and watch it?"

"Just ask the guys to pick it up." Zhu Lin said generously: "Some things are transported from a long distance, which is not clean."

"It's okay." Cheng Jinzhou said and stood up, not giving him a chance to refuse.

Chen Cong and Xiang Xin were both accompanying customers, so they simply followed Cheng Jinzhou and waited for the customer to deliver the goods.

"What does Mr. Cheng want to buy specifically?" The types and quantity of goods are still considered as commercial secrets, and Zhu Lin did not want Cheng Jinzhou to know easily.

"Silk, ore, silk cloth, food, wood, coal..." Cheng Jinzhou said casually.

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and finally shook his head, and asked the guy to open a position and check it out slowly. There were such fancy items that could not be operated by his store.

Cheng Jinzhou moved his ring slightly, avoided everyone's gaze, and asked, "Mr. Ke, please scan these supplies for me and give me a quote."

"Scanning requires energy consumption." Customer service o1 does not refuse service.

“What price?”

“As before, 2 stars per cubic.”

This reminded Cheng Jin of the timber transaction that was not cheap, shrugging his right to agree, and pointed to the salt in front of him and said, "What is your purchase price?"

"Star Yuan per ton."

Cheng Jinzhou raised his eyebrows and thought that if he had no noble status, he could be a private salt dealer. In the Daxia Dynasty, the salt price ranged from 2ooo silos per stone to 1 silos. On average, it looked at at least 2o silos per catty, and the quality was extremely poor. The purchase price given by customer service O1o was often his lowest selling price was to exchange it directly for selling in places with high salt prices, so it was not difficult to make money.

The first product I asked was theoretically profitable, which greatly increased Cheng Jinzhou's interest and made more active actions.

The merchants of the Daxia Dynasty mainly engaged in six types of commodities, namely tea, cloth, medicinal materials and fur. In fact, it seems that it is a manifestation of low production level. People's main needs are still concentrated on clothing and food, among which there are the most types of grain and cloth.

Zhujia Store is equivalent to a small businessman. The main business is the first four types, and the varieties are quite complete. Whenever Cheng Jinzhou sees the same thing, he asks the customer service a price, and then asks the customer service a price. He has no time to consider it one by one. He only remembers the price before talking about it.

I only have time to take out the notebook and check it slowly when I sit back to my room.

"Tea per ton of star yuan..."

"Cotton is 85 yuan per t, and it is 10 ton of yuan per ton..."

"Each sha is always changed to star quantity..."

In short, there are many ways to convert star yuan into silver, but there are very few that can become high-priced star yuan.

Cheng Jinzhou looked up from top to bottom, and his pen holder suddenly hovered on the linen.

"Each piece of linen is changed to star quantity."

This price is already twice that of food.

"Boss, how much linen do you have here?" The linen is divided into several types, but the prices are almost the same, so Cheng Jinzhou didn't actually care about it.

When it comes to making clothes, the best brocade costs 18 guan per t, which is as high as 1 per piece, while the cheapest linen can only be bought at a price of 200%. Of course, you cannot expect too much about its rough quality.

The imperial court would buy more than 70,000 pieces of linen cloth in areas where hemp is produced every year. Even so, linen cloth can still be circulated on the market at market prices, which can produce huge output. The price is cheap and sufficient, and it is not an important strategic resource, this linen cloth is very suitable for Cheng Jinzhou.

Zhu Lin had already taken out the small account book and quickly turned it over and said, "The West Pier is probably still like a horse."

For the businessmen in the capital, this number is very small.

Cheng Jinzhou thoughtfully calculated and said: How much cheaper can a horse be?"

According to the standard of one tael of silver and two guan, the horse costs 800 liang of silver.

How about C-text?” When it comes to business, Zhu Lin smiled, but only gave in a little.

However, linen is mainly the clothing material of the lower-level residents, and has always been a small profit management. Cheng Jinzhou nodded slightly and said, "Yes, but it will be sent to the warehouse I have prepared."

It takes one day to transport a linen by car. If Cheng Jinzhou steals and robs, it will be at least half a month's work. Therefore, robbery has always been a physical work without technical content. The real means of making money never require such intense violence.

Zhu Lin was indecisive, while Shen Cong was a little dissatisfied. Although his family’s property was rich, the Shen family himself never participated in the operation. Even after they agreed, Xiang Xin said impatiently: “With this time, it’s better to write more reports and do some experiments.”

"It all needs to be done." Cheng Jinzhou pretended to be silly. He had to copy books if he wanted to write a report.

Several people were talking when they suddenly heard a loud sound of horse hooves, followed by a loud drum music. Countless fireworks burst in the sky, and the smell of gunpowder entered the courtyard. Before Cheng Jinzhou could ask, Xiang Xin's face was already excited, and he hurriedly pulled Cheng Jinzhou forward. Chen Cong and Zhu Lin naturally followed closely.

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Chapter completed!