The Mongols were directly taken to the Shoukou, and the other party scolded them in Mongolian. Zhang Han couldn't understand, but Liang Hong shook his head and listened. As he listened, he just burst into laughter.

"This guardian is very interesting." Liang Hong took the initiative to explain to Zhang Han: "He said you idiots, be careful next time and don't be caught by the Ming army again."

While speaking, the smuggling merchants had been stripped of their pants, and the soldiers swung military sticks and started to beat them hard.

The crackling sound first came, followed by people's crying and begging for mercy. After all, they were all businessmen. The businessmen present looked bad and were quite dissatisfied with Lai Tongxin's handling.

After twenty battles, everyone was covered in flesh and blood, but it was not over yet. The soldiers stood up and pushed people one by one, shackled their hands, and each of them could only expose their heads and necks. The soles of their feet were not enough, so they could only stand on tiptoe. If they were sleeping or distracted, their feet would sink, and they would be tightened and they could not breathe.

"That's how it's shackles for three days?"

Zhang Han was shocked. The punishment of the war was already a bit unacceptable. This kind of corporal punishment was simply funny on TV. It seemed that it was really hard to know how cruel it was. After twenty sticks, many people had bloody buttocks, and it was difficult to stand and it was very painful. Han merchants were all hard-working people who were doing small businesses. In this era, they could grow up from infants and young children and suffer. If it were not for the unbearable pain, these people would not cry so shamelessly. After the war, they would still have to be shackled. Seeing those people being shackled in the cage with pain on their faces, Zhang Han felt that everything in front of him was twisted.

"Oh, this time General Lai Shen didn't know what medicine was wrong?" Zhou Fengji said with great dissatisfaction: "It's fine if you beat me before. At most, you can use shackles and shackles to release them in one or two days. Most of the people in front of you can't survive. It would be great if you can survive three or five people."

Liang Hongdao: "This time things are not simple, there must be something strange about it."

People from other businesses were also talking about it. The punishment was too severe and completely different from the usual ones, and the psychological impact on people was naturally much greater.

Zhang Han was full of shock. After traveling through time, he felt deeply that the world in front of him was completely different from the world he had in the past. He was even more from Lin Law and bloody. A general guarding the castle had no place in the history of the Ming Dynasty, and it was just a big fuck in the eyes of local civil servants. Such an ordinary military officer dared to kill more than a dozen merchants. Judging from the words of the people around him, he was at most a little dissatisfied, and no one had any strange thoughts. Judging from the reactions of everyone, he might have a single thought to kill these people. And there would be no serious consequences for General Lai Shen.

Zhang Han’s lower limit of moral integrity has been stolen again...

In comparison, the methods I used in later generations and the methods of bribing officials were simply unavailable in the Ming Dynasty.

Is it possible to trade an ant with an elephant?

No wonder Shanxi merchants worked hard for a hundred years to cultivate their own children to become officials. Many families even tried everything to ask smart children to take exams. Zhang Han didn't understand it very much before. Now it seems that Shanxi merchants and Hui merchants are wise to do this.

If the merchant class does not intersect and merge with the gentry class, the more money you make, the more dangerous it is!

In such a country and society, the so-called germination of capitalism is simply a joke... Capital cannot be independent at all and cannot form an independent bourgeoisie. How can the so-called germination begin?

"I understand, I can adapt, integrate, and change..."

Zhang Han's face was as usual, but deep inside his heart, there were deep and real changes.

It was not until this moment that he truly traveled here, and to the Ming Dynasty at the end of the 45th year of Wanli.

The station cage was pushed away, the gong sounded, and the transaction finally began.

The dissatisfaction on people's faces gradually faded away. After all, we are serious businessmen, not smuggling. We only have moderate sympathy, but it will not affect ourselves.

A large number of Mongolians came over, but they did not wave their sabers and iron spears. They brought their own specialties.

Horses, cattle, sheep, mules, all kinds of furs, the specialties of the Mongolians are as rough and direct as theirs.

Small markets and official markets are also different. In the Ming Dynasty, the official market mainly gave silver, and grain and cloth and iron pots as supplements, which were exchanged for the war horses of the Mongolians.

Twelve taels of horses, ten taels of horses, and seven taels of horses dismounted.

Every time Datong Town trades in the official market, you can buy horses worth more than 100,000 taels of silver, and give a large number of Mongolian tribute envoys worth 10,000 or 20,000 yuan to reward silver. The transactions in small markets mainly focus on groceries to ordinary mules, horses, cattle and sheep, as well as a large amount of fur, as well as some dry goods, such as mushrooms and pine cones, but the quantity is not large. Sometimes rare ginseng and other rare products appear, which is extremely rare. There are many specialties such as ginseng in the Liaodong Horse City. In Datong, mules, horses, cattle and sheep are the most common trading goods.

In addition to bartering, there is also the method of taking off the goods and then buying goods with silver. Some Mongolian nobles even brought gold and silver to trade. However, this method is only a few. Those who use gold and silver to buy goods are mostly used to buy luxury goods, rice paper, pens and inkstones, silk, gold jewelry, etc.

"Twenty stones of grain are a horse, ten stones are a cow, three stones are a sheep, and there are also skins. Don't have silver, just food."

"Who wants ginseng? A ten-year-old ginseng is replaced with twenty stones of grain, and a hundred-year-old ginseng is 500 stones of grain. The amount is not large, so change it quickly if you want to change it."

"There is not much food, so the cloth is OK."

"All kinds of herbs and medicines are needed."

"No money, just food."

All kinds of sounds were very noisy. At the beginning of the transaction, both parties were verbal and there was no need to mention bargaining. Zhang Han did not stay in his business and wandered around the crowd.

Listen more and watch more, this is his greatest purpose now.

I was so angry that I really gained a lot.

Grain is the top priority of this trade. Whether it is to trade with mules, horses, cattle, sheep, fur, or ginseng, the core of the exchange is grain, followed by cloth and herbs, and in addition to this, it is silver. The various types of groceries that were very popular in the past were limited in transaction volume this time, which means that some urgent necessities for needles and threads are still needed, and there are few people asking for the rest of the groceries, and not many people asked about them.

"Has the damn disaster been caused on the grassland? These sluts don't want anything else, just food, it's really a waste of life."

Liang Hong was sweating profusely and directed his friends to talk to the Mongolians constantly. The merchants in Xinpingbao had to learn a few Mongolian words, otherwise it would be too inconvenient to do business.

Zhang Han is also learning Mongolian dialect with an old friend, but it only takes at least several months to master it.

Today, He Yusheng prepared a lot of groceries, and of course he also prepared a lot of food. Unfortunately, there were not many people bidding for those groceries, and even fewer transactions were successful. Fortunately, the grain prices rose sharply, and the transaction price was higher than He Yusheng's purchase price. Whether it was the mules, horses, cattle, sheep, or cash silver, it was another layer of profit if it was taken out. It was calculated that this month's small market was not only not a loss, but also had a lot of profits, which could make up for a lot of deficits. Although Liang Hong was cursing and sweating profusely, he was actually very happy.

Zhou Fengji, the store’s account room and the big and small guys were also very busy, and everyone’s faces were full of smiles.

Zhang Han was naturally happy, but he did not take the little money he earned today seriously. This way of making money would save hundreds of thousands when he died of old age, and like duckweed. I don’t know when he would offend a big man, and a gust of wind might be over.

What he wanted to do was to make his family business a big family like the Kang family and Qiao family, with a stable roots and a wealth that could rival a country. Zhang Han remembered that in the biography he had read, the Chang family of the Eight Great Masters borrowed nearly 2 million taels of silver for the royal family during the Qianlong period. Only such a commercial family could be stable and future generations could enjoy hundreds of years of blessings.

As for more, Zhang Han didn't think too much about it. He was a businessman before traveling through time, and was a businessman after traveling through time. His pursuit of interests was engraved in his bones. Apart from that, he couldn't think too much about it.

Today's events and the current transaction situation made Zhang Han feel something was wrong.

Zhang Han also collected some information about small markets in the past. Grain must be the main trade, but tea, tea bricks, oil, salt, cloth, even vegetables, cured meat, kimchi, and those luxury goods and ironware are all hot goods in the trade.

The hardships of the Mongols in these days are not something that later generations can imagine. The Han gathering areas are also bitter and cold, but along the Great Wall is a dividing field. Although Xinpingbao is cold, it has arable land and water sources, and the Daliang Mountains block the more severe cold current. People have houses, pits and charcoal fires. As long as they are not too poor, it is not too sad in winter. On the grassland, there is ice and snow outside the yurt. It is often snowy. Even the herds and animals are buried in the snow piles. In winter, they have to feed the herdsmen and have to switch. When encountering extreme cold weather, they will cause disasters to die in the year. In such places, nothing is produced except fur and animal, so all living supplies are urgently needed by the herdsmen. From a needle to a jar of kimchi, to grain and tea, cloth, they are all scarce goods. This time, the Tartars changed their nature and wanted cloth, herbs, and other things in addition to grain. This matter is strange from the inside.

While wandering around, Zhang Han thought, and without refreshing, he broke into a place he shouldn't have reached.

A man reached out to block him: "Hey, this barbarian, don't turn here."

Zhang Han sneezes...the smell is so irritating.
Chapter completed!