Chapter 133 Crazy Times (4)
Sun Erlang put on his new cotton cloth clothes, touched it carefully with his hands, felt it for a while, and said to Xiqing: "Cotton cloth is different. Compared with ordinary cloth, it is thin, soft and light. It is such a good thing!"
"That's natural! Otherwise, how could all the merchants from all over the world come to Luoyang City to rush to purchase goods? You don't know that every day there are customers in our shop quarreling about whose goods they send first, and sometimes they can fight! From the north to Daizhou, from the west to Qinzhou, from the east to Dengzhou, there are merchants coming. Sometimes I also think it's strange that these merchants have such long ears, and there is not much time to come out of cotton. They can come here when they hear about it!"
Uncle Peng San, who was sorting out the car, said with a smile: "Business, businessmen, these people run around the world all year round. Maybe they got the news somewhere, not necessarily from such a faraway place."
Xiqing shook her head: "Although what Uncle San said makes sense, it doesn't look like it. The shop collects money, and there are really flying tickets from Qinzhou, Daizhou. Manager Zheng and I discussed it several times but couldn't understand it. Okay, it's getting late, and Uncle San packs up the car and I will take you to the side of Luohe River to have delicious food. Now there are people coming and going on the Luohe Wharf, which is the most lively. Because they are loading ships at night, selling food all night, and the later the people, the more delicious food it is!"
The workers were generous. Today, a truck of pomegranates sold for a good price and made a few cotton clothes at a low price. Uncle Peng San was happy. After hearing the words of festiveness, he put on the car and let the two children sit on the shaft and rush to walk in the direction that festiveness pointed.
I didn't walk north long, so I arrived at the edge of the Luo River.
At this time, Taisun had just settling down, the lights were just on, the cool breeze at night had not risen, and the traffic on the Luo River was very lively.
Sun Erlang sat in the car and looked around, so surprised that he couldn't shut up his mouth, and said to Xiqing: "Why are there so many people here? Last time you took me to Tianjin Bridge and said that it was the busiest place in Xijing City, and there were not so many people!"
Female shook her feet in the car and said happily: "It's all brought up by the cotton cloth business. Most of the people here are looking for money on the cotton cloth! When the cotton cloth goes out through the water, most of them get on the boat here. Think about it, there are boatmen, some people who carry goods on the boat, and some people who follow the boat, how can they not be lively? It's nothing now. It's not until late at night, and the here and there are lights up! The lights around are lit, illuminating like daytime, and the people coming and going are crowded like ants!"
Uncle Peng San led the horse and saw this posture, he couldn't help but say with a bitter face: "It's lively, but there are so many people, and the car has no place to park! He is driving the car straight, so it's so inconvenient to walk on the road."
Xiqing stretched her neck straight and pointed to the riverside not far away and said, "It's okay, Uncle San, you can drive towards the riverside there, you can park your car there. That cargo yard is specially designed to store our shop goods. I am familiar with the supervisor there, just say it!"
Uncle Peng San looked at the direction that Xiqing pointed, led the horse and carefully avoided the people coming and going on the road, and headed towards the river.
The road was not far, but he just kept trying to avoid pedestrians. Uncle Peng San was panting and seemed to have followed him for several miles.
When I arrived at the cargo yard by the river, I saw a mountain-like cotton cloth. Two boats were parked at the dock in the river, and dozens of workers were loading the goods back and forth. A supervisor sat under the big willow tree on the shore, holding a large handful of bamboo sticks in his hand. Every time the loader moved the goods, he would pick up a bamboo stick in his hand. The supervisor had a black face, and in this season when the autumn wind was getting started, he was still covered in sweat.
Seeing Uncle Peng San coming over, the supervisor's eyes lit up and shouted: "Did the people who drive the car there come from the countryside? If you don't leave the city at night, come here to earn some money and go back to buy some fruit for your children to eat, you can make the whole family happy!"
Uncle Peng San was stunned and couldn't help but answer: "It's just that I came from the countryside and wanted to spend a night in the city. What kind of money can you make a living there?"
After hearing this, the supervisor's face smiled like a flower, stuffed a bamboo stick to the workers who came over, and shouted to Uncle Gu San with his spare time: "Did you see the cloth beside me? Take it on the boat and count the money. I think you are a employed person and have endless energy to work here for a night. You can always make 3200 yuan in copper coins!"
Seeing that Uncle Peng San was not very enthusiastic, the supervisor added another sentence: "If you work hard, it is possible to have five hundred documents!"
Five hundred cigars are a lot of money, especially in the countryside, where you can do many big things. Uncle Peng San couldn't help but feel moved when he heard this.
Seeing that there was a chance, the supervisor hurriedly added: "It's all Zumo, all Zumo. Luoyang City is not a prosperous place now!"
Whenever Xu Ping arrived at a place, he tried every means to change Shengmo to Zumo, otherwise it would be too troublesome to save enough money. This matter sounds simple, but in fact it is far from a single sentence. If it were really easy, people in this era were not fools, so they would have changed it long ago. Shengmo's official algorithm is 77-word Mo. In fact, in daily transactions, all walks of life have their own conventions, and it is not so uniform.
These conventional conventions were not thought of by anyone on a whim, but because the real prices of various commodities have a certain conversion ratio. When collecting taxes, the government often uses commissions. In addition, the tax collection methods of the late Tang and Five Dynasties often change. After accumulating in the year, it must be used to cooperate with the official economic management system. Otherwise, it will lead to different tax burdens for different business activities and cause market chaos. In fact, it is not only that the actual amount of money in various places and industries is different, but even the weights and measures are different. The weights and the capacity of a piece of cloth and a bucket of rice and wheat are different in different places.
In the past, a unified weight and measure was stipulated for rice and wheat, and the official metering force was forced to implement it. As a result, due to changes in tax burden, the rice and wheat planting area in Jiangnan caused a drastic fluctuation, and it had to be changed back. This result was because the government's laws and regulations did not match the facts, and the corresponding tax collection ratio did not change with the new containers. Of course, the people would choose the most typical planting method for themselves. It is easy to change weight and measure methods and calculate money, but the new laws and regulations are extremely complicated to modify, and not adapting to it will cause chaos among the people.
That is, Xu Ping knew the importance of unified weights and measures and money-calculating methods to business because of his previous experience, so he was willing to put in this effort. Other officials would do whatever they could. Who would find this uncomfortable for themselves?
Seeing that Uncle Peng San was moved, he sat in the car and said happily: "Uncle San, don't listen to the black-faced Cai's call! This is the dock of Sansipu. The wages are less than other places. People who work here are greedy. This is a long-term job, and you don't care about how much. You don't live in Luoyang City for a long time, and you still hope to do it here for a long time? If you really want to make this money, after a while, after having dinner with Erlang and I, I will find you a person with a lot of money. You are in good health, and you may be able to make a profit overnight!"
Uncle Peng San was startled and looked back at Xiqing and opened his eyes wide and asked, "Making money overnight? How much money do you have to make this year?!"
Xiqing smiled and said, "Uncle San, this is a powerful job. No matter how strong a man is, he can't do it for a few days! If you do it for a long time, you have to take care of yourself and earn a few hundred mins. Anyway, you have to leave tomorrow, so you can go out and make more money. Besides, it's only one or two months to transport cotton cloth, how can you do it all year round?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!