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    Chongzhen six years, spring.

    The thieves entered Beizhili, and the general Yang Yuchun died in ambush, and Zhaozhou, Xishan, Shunde, and Zhending fell.

    ?He fled to the foot of Motianling in Xingtai, recovered a bit, went to Wu'an, and defeated Zuo Liangyu.  The guard Cao Ming, the chief secretary Wu Yingke, etc. all died in battle.

    The peasant army ravaged Hebei, and the capital was shaken.

    At the same time, the government army besieged Dengzhou Shuicheng, and Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming fled.

    Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the first military champion king came to hire him. He was the one who was selected by Chongzhen who dismissed a large number of military officials and ordered a re-examination.  After the martial arts palace examination, Wang Lai hired him as the deputy commander-in-chief of Shandong. He was very grateful to Emperor Chongzhen, and he would take the lead in every battle.

    Suiping, Shandong.

    After repeated wars, the imperial court ran out of money again, and ordered the provinces to send the salt tax money as soon as possible. A total of more than 3.2 million taels was owed.

    In addition, Jinhuayin was also handed over quickly. This order made life difficult for farmers in Jiangnan provinces.  Because the official land that needs to pay gold flowers and silver has long been occupied by nobles, gentry, and tyrants, once the court forces it, it means that the tenant farmers have to pay rent twice.

    The situation in the world is becoming more and more chaotic

    Zhao Han dug out the silk clothes he brought from Qianshan Mountain, and went to Huang's ancestral house with a folding fan in his hand.

    Temporary change of plans.

    Zhao Han disguised himself as the son of a wealthy merchant in Jishui, Pang Chunlai was the accountant he brought, Chen Maosheng was his servant, and Zhang Tieniu played the bodyguard.

    "Mr. Zhao Young Master," Chen Maosheng touched the brim of his hat, "Is the scar on my forehead really invisible?"

    Zhao Han was a little impatient, and said, "I really can't see it, so don't touch it."

    Zhang Tieniu still stayed at the inn, Zhao Han only took Pang Chunlai and Chen Maosheng out.

    The scale of Huangjia Town is very small, and there is only one street.  After leaving the town, I asked all the way, and within a short walk, I was able to see the Huang family's ancestral house in the distance.

    "There's another spring drought this year."

    Zhao Han glanced at the surrounding farmland. He said this to Pang Chunlai. The old master's eyesight can only see near objects.

    Pang Chunlai could only sigh: "The country is about to perish, and natural disasters occur frequently."

    It's really nonsense. For several consecutive years, Jiangxi has experienced spring droughts, summer floods, and winter snows in turn.  The only thing that can be thankful is that no major disaster has been caused, and the drought and flood disaster will stop for a while.

    Zhao Han looked at the ditch beside the road, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

    The canal is guarded along the way, and it is brought in by water trucks by the river, and flows into some fixed paddy fields¡ª¡ªshould be Mr. Huang¡¯s fields.

    As for the fields of other families, no matter how close they are to the canal, they have to take a long way to the river to fetch water.

    Zhao Han saw many farmers going to the river in groups, picking up water one by one, and they couldn't irrigate a few acres from morning till night.

    "Hey, this ancestral hall is really beautiful."

    When Zhao Han passed by Huang's ancestral hall, he gave a strange admiration.

    The main reason is that the nearby farmers are too poor, and the nearby houses are too dilapidated, which makes the Huang's Ancestral Hall stand out from the crowd.

    There are bucket arches and cornices, carved beams and painted buildings, and there are stone lions and stone turtles at the door.  Although compared with the Fei Family Ancestral Hall, it is like a local rich man meeting a rich businessman, but it is so obtrusive standing here.

    After about dozens of steps past the ancestral hall, the residence of the Huang family is located.

    Zhao Han had inquired a long time ago. The Huang family had only been a Jinshi in the Zhengde Dynasty, and there was not even a Juren after that.  Moreover, the Huang family itself is not in business, and only sells some agricultural products and handicrafts to foreign merchants passing through the town.

    With no extra income and only relying on exploiting the village, how could he maintain such a wealthy ancestral house!

    "Bang bang bang!"

    The door opened, and seeing that they were unfamiliar faces, he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you looking for?"

    Zhao Han just shook the folding fan, looking like a handsome man.

    Pang Chunlai stroked his beard, not looking directly at people.

    Only Chen Maosheng took a step forward, handed out the name card with one hand, and said arrogantly: "My son is Zhao Yan, a talented scholar in Jishui. The word said, I want to see Mr. Huang. Hurry up and report, you can't afford it if you are late."

    These three people were full of style, and it seemed that they were from a big place, and the disciple couldn't help but feel ashamed, so he quickly took the name card and ran to announce it.

    Zhao Han secretly gave a thumbs up and praised Chen Maosheng for his superb acting skills.

    Not long after, Menzi ran out again, nodded and bowed his head and said, "Three honored guests, my master is here to invite you."

    "Take a look!" Zhao Han stepped in.

    Chen Maosheng took out a bunch of copper coins from the bag, and threw it to the door.nbsp; "This, thishow could this be?" Huang Zundao was shocked.  He only cares about his own one-acre three-point land, and he doesn't know anything about the outside world, and he won't inquire about the past merchants.

    Zhao Han said again: "Business in the south can't be done. My Zhao family plans to go to Heshui to transport goods from central Jiangxi to Huguang. I was sent by my family to explore the road. I think Huangjia Town is in a good location. I want to come here.  Build a transit warehouse."

    "This is it."

    Once his own interests were involved, Huang Zundao became reserved, put on airs and began to make decisions, and even changed his address: "I will tell you my brother, although the rocky wasteland on the river beach is not worth much, it is shared by all the Huang family's clans."  Industry. It may not be easy to convince various sects, and this old man has to think carefully."

    Zhao Han also changed his address, and said with a smile: "Since Yuanwai Huang can't be the master, I'll build a warehouse in another place. Farewell!"

    "My dear brother, don't worry," Huang Zundao hurriedly dissuaded, "Everything is easy to discuss."

    Zhao Han said confidently: "Although Huangjia Town is located on a commercial thoroughfare, there are many towns along the Heshui River! I built a warehouse in Huangjia Town, which is a great thing for Huang Yuanwai. The warehouse one  The more merchants stop here, the better the town's business will be. Wouldn't Huang Yuanwai's local products be more profitable? Maybe, after ten or twenty years, Huangjia Town will become a big town  !"

    Huang Zundao really believed that this big cake was well drawn.

    Zhao Han said again: "I want to build a warehouse, recruit workers, and buy stone, wood, and mortar. Huang Yuanwai doesn't have the final say on which workers to hire? Don't you buy stone, wood, and mortar from Huang Yuanwai?"

    yes!

    Huang Zundao was secretly delighted that he could take the opportunity to make a fortune.

    Holding the folding fan in his hand, Zhao Han said with a smile, "The wasteland on the river beach can't grow food. If Mr. Huang can give me a free gift, then we can continue to discuss business. If not, then I'll go to the next town. I only give you three days  Time to consider, once three days pass, I will leave immediately!"

    Huang Zundao said: "Don't think about it. As long as it is a wasteland that cannot be farmed, you can take as much as you want, brother. But, I will be responsible for the workers and materials for building the warehouse. How?"

    "Haha, deal!" Zhao Han laughed.

    Isn't this the hook?
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