"I will agree to everyone later."

Liang Hong agreed to go out, and then Zhang Han looked at Li Yujing.

Li Yujing, the account room, was also an old man in the store. At this time, he looked at Zhang Han a little afraid. Seeing Zhang Han looking at him, he quickly said, "What are the instructions for the young master to ask me to come?"

"Is the dragon gate tent of Li Guanfang still skilled?"

"It's been a few months, and I'm already proficient."

Zhang Han smiled and said, "The accounts of this fort and the accounts of each branch are all set up. General Ma and Deputy Envoy Li will send people to come and see them. I each gave them 30% of their shares. To be honest, of course I was coaxing them. I naturally had the final say on how much money I gave, but checking the accounts is a troublesome..."

Li Yujing had already understood and quickly stood up and said, "Please rest assured that the owner of this floor. As long as the owner of the owner tells me how much it should be, there will definitely be no one on the books to see anything."

"Okay, Lao Li, your son seems to be quite young. If you have time, you will call him to the store and find a few smart boys to learn how to make a bill with you so that you can take your hands in the future."

Li Yujing bent lower and lowered, and replied, "Yes, everything should be done as the boss said."

Zhang Han smiled with satisfaction. People in this era did not have much legal concepts. It would be quite troublesome to do things like fake accounts in later generations, but here it is just a matter of one sentence, which is indeed much more convenient.

...

Zhang Han got up early the next morning, but he didn't believe in boxing exercises on this day. After eating breakfast, he went to the store. Zhang Chun still followed him. After a few months, the servant was much more steady and his words and affairs were much more capable than before.

Zhang Han walked along North Street, paying special attention to the daily food prices released by grain shops on both sides. Seeing that the food prices had indeed increased a lot compared to last winter, he nodded secretly.

He has not sold a single grain of grain until now. When Zhang Han passed by, many shopkeepers or owners of the grain had already come to see it. They were also curious about when Zhang Han planned to take action on the grain?

It is March now, and this is also the time when the green and yellow are not collected. The wild vegetables have not yet grown, and the old grain is exhausted, and the new grain will have to be collected in two months. At this time, Zhang Han will earn at least 30% of the grain when releasing grain. For goods such as grain, the profit is no longer low.

When Zhang Han was walking, no one expected that someone was watching him.

Li Mingda shrank behind the counter, his eyes feeling a little gloomy.

Last fall and winter, everyone was hoping for a good year this year. After all, it is rare for bad weather to be bad for many years... Unexpectedly, the weather will still be bad this year!

The rain is very small and not transparent. Many places are very dry. If the dry fields do not have water, the harvest is very limited. In the dry fields in Datong, the normal annual conditions can only receive three or four stones, and the paddy fields can receive three or four stones. In this weather, the yield per mu will be reduced by at least 30% to 40%. For many farmers, life will be very painful. For grain merchants, stocking up a large amount of grain and raising prices for sale during this spring famine is the right way to make money.

The current grain price has risen from one stone and four cents to six cents, and it will rise a little further. The Fan family has continued to transport large quantities of grain from the south, but in the spring, the grain price in the south also rose, and the profits are limited.

The Fan family still has a large amount of grain stored in various places, and only the Xinpingbao branch sold out the grain stored in it. Li Mingda was very embarrassed because of this and was very dissatisfied with Zhang Han.

"Look, this one is Zhang Shaodong."

Zhang Han grew a lot more during the Chinese New Year. He ate enough meat every day, raised cows in the house, and drank some milk every day. This habit is rare among the Han people and is also a joke in the fort. In addition, he is a daily boxing exercise and growing up, so he naturally grows very quickly. In the eyes of Li Mingda and the people around him, Zhang Han, who is over 16 years old, is much taller than ordinary adults, and is not thin, and has a very well-proportioned body.

"It's him?" The man next to Li Mingda said in a low voice: "He's really a half-grown boy."

Li Mingda smiled and said, "Old Zhou, this half-grown kid is difficult to deal with. You and I have suffered a loss in his hands."

"My shop was stolen by him."

"Lao Zhou" is Zhou Bin, the former owner of Dongyi Store. Of course, he is not a good man and a woman. The location of this store is important. The Fan family's caravan often plays the top spot or replaces tired mules, horses and donkeys there. Zhou Bin has other relationships, so Fan Yongdou knows that this person is named Li Mingda and wins over. He never thought that Zhang Han's young man, who was just a young man, used a group of green-skinned tigers to rob Lao Zhou's store.

Li Mingda laughed and said, "I really never thought about this. You, Old Zhou, have been walking around the world all your life, and there are a few people around you who can fight, but you can tolerate it just so."

"Liang Xing and Yang Qiu are so damn bad guys. You can tell at a glance that they have been doing a lot recently. I have been wandering around for half my life. Those gangs can tell at a glance that they will do it. General Lai and the Qing Military Hall were both bribed by the Zhang family. I was beaten in vain. A hero would not suffer any loss in front of him. Is it really easy to beat him? Where can I put my face?"

Li Mingda smiled and said, "You won't forget this, right?"

"That's natural. Let's ride a donkey and read the account book. Then, brother, you will also help me with the top leader."

"Is there any more to say?" Li Mingda gritted his teeth and said, "My nephew was sent to another place by him. He has not come back for the past year. My grain reserves have been bought by him. The price of grain has soared, which makes me feel shameless from the owner. I have to transfer grain from other places."

"One tune is more than 100,000 stones. You Dongzhu Fan is the real big businessman."

"The Fan family has been in business for many years, and the family's property is Baibi and Yusheng. What is this guy Zhang Han!"

Speaking of this, Li Mingda also looked proud. The grain he sold to Zhang Han was only a decimal amount, but he didn't lose much, but he just couldn't get up and down. Now that the spring famine is in the middle of the spring, it is estimated that the Mongolians will not feel good, and the grain prices will continue to rise. The wealth of the Fan family is beyond imagination. In the past month, the grain has been transferred northward in various Forts in Ma City. Xinping Fort is the largest Ma City in Datong, and the most grain is transferred. The rice, beans and wheat are added together. If you take action, you will have a net profit of tens of thousands of yuan. Along the Jiubian west to Gansu and Ji Town in the east, there are branches everywhere. You can imagine how much the Fan family will earn in a year.

"I won't talk too much." Old Zhou said coldly: "Fan Dongzhu is making a fortune, so we will drink soup as well. After a while, when we think about dealing with the boy named Zhang, please don't say anything if you ask Lao Li to help."

Li Mingda was actually unwilling to get involved in this matter. Zhang Han just told him to suffer a loss, and he was willing to do it himself. His nephew was also planning things with Yusheng, and it was difficult to do things too well. But he knew that Lao Zhou was not easy to get along with. After thinking about it, he still gritted his teeth and agreed.

...

The guard was a Qianhu Shipman, who led a dozen servants and dozens of battalions to patrol the border. Zhang Han and others did not move. Liang Hongzhe immediately stepped forward and handed a small bag to the Qianhu. There were dozens of taels of silver in it. The Qianhu weighed it and immediately smiled. He bowed to Zhang Han from afar, and then waved his hand to let go.

In addition to Zhang Han and others, the small merchants who brought some goods in groups also left the Great Wall from all over the place. As long as they gave the inspectors some benefits, they would naturally ignore them.

Last year, Lai Shen died of many people. In fact, the thunder was loud and the rain was small. What should we do after that? There is no small fort on Datong East Road. If there is a small horse market on the West Road and the Middle Road, the smuggling will be even more serious.

Outside the exit is the grassland, and outside Xinpingbao in later generations was already a farming area. It is necessary to go a long way to be the traditional pastoral area. At this time, there is a farming area inside the Great Wall, and outside the Great Wall is a pastoral area. A Great Wall separates two obviously different areas, and the regional changes are very obvious.

There are some Mongolians and Han people who are farming in the plate-sing land, but they don’t know how to cultivate the land at all. They use horse-drawn plows to only pull out shallow furrow marks on the surface, sow seeds and don’t care. If the harvest is low, it’s better to graz.

There are no roads on the grassland, but there are some paths that people step on near the Great Wall, which are not obvious.

The weather in March is still very cold, with only the withered and yellow grass roots, and little bits of green buds emerged. Looking from afar, there seemed to be a light green blanket on the endless empty ground, but the background color was still withered and yellow.

If it comes to summer, the grass will not only grow more than half a person tall, but it will be green at first glance, and the sky will be blue. With the wild flowers in the coming year, the scenery is very beautiful. There are also a large group of wild wolves, yellow sheep, hares and foxes in the grass. The Mongolians can't hunt them all in the summer, and they can't trade a large amount of fur to the Ming Dynasty.

"Original Lord, the guard's mouth is here."

Because it was agreed on in advance, and there was only one place from Xinpingbao exit, Masaguchi Yi Yinding Taiji had already brought his people to come.

In addition to the Ming side, there were generals and border troops who had guarded the mouths, according to the agreement between the Ming and Mongolian side, Mongolia also had guarded the mouths in important places outside the mouth. This set of measures has been implemented for many years, effectively protecting the interests of both sides and reducing a lot of friction.

The Mongolian Taiji in the past is not that valuable, there are only a few tribes. Now the Shunyi King of Tumote is Bu Shitu, and he was also the great-grandson of Altan Khan. The third lady, a strange woman who married three generations of Shunyi Kings, also passed away a few years ago. She left a legend.

"Han boy, you're finally here."

Yinding smiled on his face, and there were more than a dozen soldiers wearing cotton armor around him. Maybe this was all the force of him, Taiji, in the tribe. However, with such guards around him, Yinding Taiji's identity was still satisfied.
Chapter completed!