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Chapter 18 The Truth

Wang Quan, who was carrying heavy responsibilities, rushed to the west entrance without stopping.

It took about 200 miles from Zhangjiakou to the west entrance. Wang Quan, one man and three horses, arrived at the west entrance in one day.

When Wang Quan arrived at the Khahukou, it was almost dark. Khahukou was a powerful pass on the north and south pass. Wang Quan handed the soldiers guarding the gate to the road, stuffed some broken silver, and entered the pass.

The city of Shahukou Pass is not small in size, a radius of one mile, and is very lively. There are all kinds of shops, workshops, inns, restaurants, brothels and temples in the small town, and its prosperity is no less than that of the capital. The setting sun, the most afterglow disappears on the edge of the mountain in the distance. The lights in Shahukou Pass have just begun, and the nightlife of bright lights and wine has begun. The lively and prosperous level here can be said to be comparable to the Qinhuai River, completely different from other lifeless cities in Senei.

Wang Quan walked into an inn. When the waiter saw the customer, he ran to the front, nodded and bowed and smiled, "Did this customer come to stay in the store? Unfortunately, the store is already full of customers today. I'm sorry to ask the customer to work hard and find another one to take care of the store business again next day."

Wang Quan had no choice but to leave this inn and went to another inn. The answer he got was the same: "Customer."

"Why are all full? No need to go to the room, just have a simpler room." Wang Quan said.

The waiter nodded and bowed repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Customer, let alone a simple room, even the woodshed has people moved into the woodshed. In the past few days, Shanxi merchants have come to the west entrance, and come in and out every day, and thousands of people are guarding people. Tens of thousands of stones of grain are transported to Naturalization every day. All the inns in this small town are full."

"Waiter, if you can't find a house, I'd better go to the brothel to spend the night. Anyway, I have some money." Wang Quan stood up and turned around and wanted to leave.

The waiter sneered: "This guest official, the brothels are full, and it will be useless if you go."

Although Wang Quan was just a secret whistle under Li Lao Er, he was in the tea and horse business after all. He purchased tea and salt from various places in the pass and transported it outside the pass in exchange for horses, cattle and sheep and then transported it back to the pass for sale. In the cheap tea and salt in the pass, he could sell it at a very high price on the Mongolian grassland. Wang Quan bargained for goods and did not want the Mongolian silver. He directly converted the silver he deserved into horses, cattle and sheep, and then brought it back to the pass for sale, which would make a lot of money, so he still had some money.

I heard that even the brothel was too uninhabited, so Wang Quan directly took out a silver ingot of 500 taels: "Woman, help me arrange a room. If you can arrange it, this silver will be yours!"

Five taels of silver are not a small amount. Five taels of silver are enough to make the family of three live a well-off life in the first half of the year. When the waiter saw Five taels of silver, he was stunned and did not dare to take over the silver. It was not until Wang Quan stuffed the silver into his hand that the waiter came to his senses, and his entire waist was bent to a ninety-degree angle. He bowed deeply and said with a smile: "Please wait, please wait, the young man will come back here and let the shopkeeper be more comfortable."

When the waiter left, Wang Quan thought in his heart about what the waiter had just said: Even the brothels are full, how many people have to come to the west entrance? Ten thousand stones of grain come out every day, but he just came from the grassland. If Zhangjiakou had intensified the inspection, they took a detour from the west entrance to Liaodong. He came here just now and encountered it on the way. Judging from this, these unscrupulous merchants must have gone to Guihua City.

But they went to naturalization to sell grain to Tumote's tribe, and the profit was not enough to manage officials. Moreover, the eight major Shanxi merchants had great business and high expenses. Why did they suddenly give up the huge profits of the East Entrance and switch to the West Entrance? This still needs to be investigated.

While thinking hard, the waiter came back with a smile on his face: "This guest official, I have a house, so please come with the villain."

Wang Quan followed the waiter to the door of a room, and the waiter opened the door: "This guest official is here."

The door opened and there was a candlelight inside. Wang Quan saw that the room was not big or luxurious. The decoration inside was very simple, but it was very neat and clean, and it looked quite comfortable.

It turned out that this room was not a guest room, but a waiter's own house. For the sake of money, the waiter freed up his room for Wang Quan. Of course, the charge was not low. This kind of room can only be considered a very ordinary room. If you stay for one night, you will pay another five taels of silver. With the previous five taels of silver, it was already ten taels of silver for one night.

After lying down on the bed, Wang Quan, who had been tired all day, soon fell asleep. He dreamed of what happened when he had just arrived outside the pass five years ago. Five years ago, during the Tianqi period, the northwest suffered drought and locust plague, and the crops were not harvested. Wang Quan's family had to escape from the famine and go to Khukou, trying to escape from the pass, but was blocked by the Ming army guarding the city and could not get out of the pass. His parents starved to death. When Wang Quan was about to starve to death, a gentleman named Li saved him and took him outside the pass.

So Wang Quan became a horse thief, but less than a year later, the boss of the village, Mr. Li, died of illness. The son of the Li family, became the leader of the boss. After Li Lao Er, he gave Wang Quan a sum of money and asked him to open this tea shop in Zhangjiakou. From then on, Wang Quan lived in Zhangjiakou City. Li Lao Er's task was to monitor the eight great masters of Shanxi merchants, and immediately came out of seclusion and reported to him if there was any information.

Wang Quan recalled what Li Laoer said to him: "Why did the court not have any money to help the victims? It was because the Jiannu outside the pass disturbed the imperial court, and the court had to increase military pay. Corrupt officials of the Donglin Party controlled the court again, reduced commercial taxes and increased agricultural taxes, which led to the people of the northwest being in vain. What's even more hateful is that these unscrupulous merchants and court officials have various relationships, and they even did not hesitate to sell prohibited items to Jiannu in Liaodong! So these Shanxi merchants deserve to die!"

On the one hand, Wang Quan wanted to repay the little master, and on the other hand, he monitored the Shanxi merchants to avenge his family. After Li Laoer said this, Wang Quan believed that whether it was the Jiannu, the Donglin Party, or the Shanxi merchants, they were all the murderers who indirectly killed their family! He had to avenge his parents.

The next morning, Wang Quan got up early, washed up, then left the inn and walked to the closet.

"Shopkeeper Wang, why are you here to go to the west?" Walking on the bluestone road, Wang Quan suddenly heard someone calling him behind him. He turned his head and saw an old acquaintance behind him. This man was a friend named Huang Deping, who had drunk several times together.

Wang Quan turned around and glanced around and found that there was no one around. Then he pulled Huang Deping and said, "Come on, let's go to the teahouse to have a few cups of tea, and I will tell you in a quiet place."

After going to the teahouse and sitting down in a private room, Wang Quancai said, "I didn't want to come to Xikou first, but I heard that the business in Xikou has been doing well recently, so I came to see it. Brother, I can't compare to your Huang family. There are people in your court who can transport grain to Liaodong. Brother, I don't have that kind of relationship, so I naturally don't dare to sell grain to Liaodong, so I can only do some small business of tea. But I heard that in the past few days, the Tumote tribe has purchased a large amount of grain. If the grain can be transported out of the customs, it is a good way to make money. So brother, I want to come and have a look."
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