Chapter 235 The life of paying the money and getting out of the sea or beating you out to sea is quite boring, but after joining Helena and her party, Quanxu's life has become rich and colorful."
Quan Gongzi, you said that your canned food can be stored for a year and will not deteriorate?""
Of course!"
Quan Xu pointed to the mimeographed date on the canned food box, most of these cans are actually produced in Quanjiazhuang Town, and the date is naturally according to the local customs.He casually picked up a can of canned food, pointed to the date on it and said, "Look at it, this was produced in May, that is, more than four months ago, you also ate it, how does it taste?"
”"Great!"
Helena said: "Do you sell this can?"
”"Sell, but do you have any money?"
Helena had some regrets: "Not now, if you are willing to lend it to me, I am willing to buy it!"
”"Haha!"
Quan Xu smiled: "We don't know each other well, and you don't have any stake items, why should I lend it to you!"
”"I swear by the honor of our Dandoro family......"
"Don't ......"
Quan Xu shook his head and said: "No, after you go back, it will be like a year or two, bring the money, I can sell it to you, you can use as much as you need, this can be the best food for seafarers who have been running at sea for a long time, don't worry about sepsis!"
”Helena was on Jeonxu's ship, and she saw a lot of good things, a cannon that could smash a reef at a distance of a thousand yards.A flying fish ship that sails at a fast speed.And canned food.Crucially, there's also the kind of gun that fires extremely fast and can punch a hole in steel.There are too many good things, and the point is that there is no money.Helena broke down completely, and her tears fell."
Don't pretend to be pitiful, you can go back and come back with your huge fleet to trade with me!"
Quan Xu smiled: "Silk, porcelain, furniture, canned food, you can buy whatever you want!"
”Helena smiled bitterly: "Do you know how long it takes to go back?"
”"Isn't it just more than a year?"
Helena said, "Can I not buy your boat?"
Is it possible to rent?
If I rent this boat once, how much will it cost?
”"If you rent it, it's not impossible, of course you can!"
Quan Xu smiled: "That's it, so-so count you three thousand taels of silver, and you can bring four thousand taels of silver cans back!"
”When Quan Xu returned to the cabin, Sanniang said with some resentment: "Xianggong, do you like that mother-in-law?"
”"No, you're thinking too much!""
Why, these days, you talk to her every day!"
Sanniang thought for a while and said: "Xianggong, this woman is too scary, her eyes are so big, she is so tall, and her legs are so long......
"Sleep!"
”Sanniang lay on the bed but couldn't sleep, her mind always came to mind the images of Jeon Xu in the Doomsday Fortress.Under the same sky.Quanjiazhuang Town ushered in two very ordinary scholars.These two are very ordinary, wearing a square scarf on their heads, holding a folding fan in their hands, with a long figure, handsome appearance, and graceful demeanor.The two sons with a few entourage, when they arrived at Quanjiazhuang Town, they were taken aback: "Brother Wozi, it doesn't seem that this is the city of the Daimyo's Mansion!"
”Wozi is Chen Zilong's word.Chen Zilong shook his head: "Definitely not, but I didn't expect that this town is so prosperous, even in Jiangnan, I'm afraid it's rare!"
”"Yes, yes, who would have thought that there would be such a prosperous place in the north!"
The name of the person who hangs out with Chen Zilong is Fang Yizhi, both of them are the sons of eunuchs, maybe they are tired of seeing the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, their heads are pumped, and they go north to the Daimyo's mansion.When they entered the town, they saw one factory after another, and since they were all working hours, most of the craftsmen were busy in the factories, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets.Although there are not many pedestrians, the street is very clean, and not far away there is a large wooden box with a garbage can printed on the side of the road, and the lid is a movable flap to throw garbage into.Whether it is a pedestrian or a businessman, although some of their clothes are shabby, they are cleanly washed, and everyone's faces are filled with a healthy red light, such a spiritual outlook is rare even in Nanjing.The shops are full of goods, and a small town has hundreds of construction sites where houses are being built, which seems to be full of life.Fang Yizhi suddenly looked at a small kiosk in front of him, stopped dozens of people, and stretched out his hand to point: "Brother Wozi, go over and take a look!"
”The two squeezed over to take a look, only to see that this was not a small kiosk, but also a bulletin board.On the white walls, there are "Quanjiazhuang Town Announcements" pasted one after another.The announcement seemed to be handwritten, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was reading aloud: "Folks, don't squeeze, I heard that the canning factory is ready to recruit workers, and it needs to be over 16 years old, in good health, have a good family background, have no criminal record, 30 wen a day, three meals, four sets of clothes a year, and four pairs of shoes!"
”Fang Yizhi looked at another announcement, only to see that it was written that the Quanji thresher had been successfully tested and was on sale.There is also a simple picture on it, the shell of the thresher is made of iron sheets, the main body is a square open huge container, in the middle is a drum, it looks a lot like a giant mace, as long as you press the pedal, the metal rod will drive the gear, and then the gear in turn will drive this mace-shaped drum, as long as the wheat is put in, the drum will knock down the wheat grains and fall into the container inside.A few simple diagrams, concisely introduce the working principle of the machine, the key is that this threshing machine is not expensive, only three taels of silver a piece.More than three units can be purchased in groups, you can enjoy a ninety-five discount, if you take out a loan, you can accept a three-fold down payment, within three years, the threshing machine is broken, you can repair it.Seeing Fang Yizhi was confused.In those days, there were no threshing machines, and threshing was basically done by hand or by rolling with rollers, which was quite a hard job, and often an acre of rice or wheat had to be tossed for a whole day to be threshed.If you are planting grains like wolf's tail, you should cry, and the thing is nicknamed "angry dead bird", and the bird can't even peck it, but scrape it off with a knife and scrape it off one by one.Do you feel tired looking at it?
Everyone has been farming all their lives, and they know how difficult this work is, and they are happy to hear that there is machinery that can do this hard work for them.But some people objected: "In this way, will not the workers who earn food by threshing grain for others have nothing to eat?"
”This is a big problem, every machine must be put into use before thinking about whether it will take away the people's jobs, if it will make too many people unemployed, we must be cautious, otherwise good things will become bad.But someone immediately retorted: "How many days can I get food for a few days by helping people thresh?"
It's better to find a way to find a more stable job, besides, we also have to eat, since one machine can replace ten workers, why pay for it?
”The biggest impact on Chen Zilong is still those who read.A scholar on a donkey walked down the street, and the donkey pulled a few bubbles of.A man with a red armband on his arm that said "Chengguan Brigade" walked over and grabbed Xiucai: "Don't go, fine, one, two, three, four, five......
Seven pennies!
”Xiucai seemed to be afraid of this chengguan, and scolded and took out a broken piece of silver."
Insulting Sven!"
For Chen Zilong, a vulgar chengguan who dares to make a move on a scholar is simply a king's law."
Phew!"
Chen Zilong spat at the chengguan fiercely."
Stop, stop, talk about you!"
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Seeing Chen Zilong walking forward angrily, he didn't pay attention to it at all.The chengguan took out a white whistle, stuffed it in his mouth and blew it violently.As the whistle sounded, more than a dozen chengguan rushed out of the alleys in all directions.They held throwing sticks and surrounded Chen Zilong and Fang Yizhi.In fact, these chengguan are not real chengguan.The deity of the city management is Xuanyingwei.The chengguan is just a skin they borrow, however, they have many responsibilities, and it is impossible to take care of these small things on the street.Therefore, they adopted the method of outsourcing, and recruited a group of temporary workers in the name of the urban management brigade to take charge of such simple tasks as street sanitation and order management.These people were not equipped with weapons, only throwing sticks.Surrounded by more than a dozen people who looked like rough people, Chen Zilong felt very faceless, and he puffed up his chest: "Do you know who I am?"
”"Fuck, whoever you are, spit, ten pennies fine!""
You ......"
"Pay the money, or hum ......"
Chen Longzi was so angry that his face twitched.As the saying goes, the butt determines the head, and the head determines the thinking, he doesn't feel that the showman's donkey is at fault for pulling a bubble of shit, and it is also his fault for spitting.He reached out and pulled out his waist card: "Keep your dog's eyes open and see clearly!"
”"Hey, it's just a broken bronze plaque!"
The letter of the Ming Dynasty is equivalent to the ID card, which is also divided into grades, and ordinary people are yellow paper, also known as yellow books, and they cannot leave the location of the hundred miles.Xiucai is not limited and can carry a sword.But he has a bronze ID tag with his place of origin and name written on it.Actually, it's almost unnecessary.Whether it is a patrol inspection or a city gate guard, once they see the dress of the reader, they will check their identity at all and let them go directly.It's a pity that in Quanjiazhuang Town, it is Quanxu's rules that are followed."
Spitting, a fine of ten cents!"
Fang Yizhi stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Zilong's shirt: "Brother Wozi, calm your anger!"
”"Bah, bah, ......"
Chen Zilong spit on the ground a few mouthfuls of phlegm in a row: "I just vomited, how are you guys?"
”"Brothers, see it, one mouthful of ten texts, two mouths of one hundred texts, three mouths of one thousand texts, forty thousand texts!""
Ten thousand?"
Fang Yizhi smiled: "Is this how the account is calculated?"
”"If you don't change your teachings, your sin will be added to one degree!"
The city manager pointed at Chen Zilong with a stick: "Pay the money and get out, or we will beat you out!"
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