Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

With the trade permit issued by the Hangzhou government, I installed some silk silk from my own weaving workshop, and the Fengshen headed to Goryeo. At this time, the monsoon is still convenient for the north, and the Fengshen approached Goryeo within a few days. Before it approached the offshore, there were Korean boats approaching for inquiry.

I heard that it was a merchant ship from Da Zhou. After checking the business permit, the small Korean official on the boat was very happy to bring the ship into the port, and then took Ling Qingyu directly to his relative's firm.

Ling Qingyu once again felt how lucky the catastrophe and pirates were for her. There have been no new arrivals for two years, and the price of spices in Goryeo is simply too high.

"Don't worry, we will never sell the goods to Daliao!" The Korean businessman vowed.

There is no silver, three hundred taels! You just sell to Daliao! Ling Qingyu complained in his heart, which can explain why the price can be sold so high. The consumption and consumption level of Daliao must be far greater than that of Gaoli.

There are also trade restrictions on Daliao on the Dazhou side. Silk fabrics and ironware tea must be traded with Daliao. In fact, most of the spice trade is directly traded with Daliao through the government. It's just that the current spices are not even enough for the palace itself, and even less are given to Daliao, and the price is extremely high.

"It's just that we have to go to Japan and we can't sell all of them to you." Ling Qingyu smiled. Although the price he gave was really exciting, he thought that Japan would produce silver and sulphur at this time, and the back and forth profits were also high.

"I advise you not to go. They are fighting fiercely now, our ship dare not go." The Korean merchant said.

"Fighting? In which places?" Ling Qingyu asked. Don’t you fight all over the country? Japan should be in the late Heian Dynasty at this time, but before the Genpei battle, there was no big war in my mind.

The Korean businessman smiled, knowing why this person is going to have to go, and said: "If you just go to Tsuruga, it doesn't matter. But their prices are definitely not as good as mine, and you see, I can still provide Your medicine, skin."

Ling Qingyu took a look at the order he provided. Most of them were commonly used medicinal materials such as safflower poria cocos and windbreaker, as well as high-quality goods such as ginseng, antler and bear bile. According to the price he gave, the spices on board are worth more than two million taels of silver. Have you eaten so much?

The expression on Ling Qingyu's face was so obvious that the Korean businessman sneered and said, "I also have some gold and silver here, or you can sell half of it to me."

"Well, how much gold and silver?" Ling Qingyu put down the manifest and asked.

"Five thousand taels of gold, five hundred thousand taels of silver, plus these goods." The Korean businessman gritted his teeth. In fact, most of the gold and silver belonged to the Daliao businessman, but he didn't earn so much.

Ling Qingyu’s smile immediately became sweet. Now the price of gold has risen during the Great Week. It turned out to be one tael of gold and twelve taels of silver. Now it has reached twelve taels of silver. With the addition of the 200,000 medicinal materials, the price is higher than she expected. It was much higher. In Da Zhou, Fan Ye bought the best part for the first time, which was only over 1 million points. In the second time, Xiao Rong was kind and gave 3.8 million taels. The second time in Quanzhou, the price dropped by at least 20%. Fortunately, if the price in Quanzhou is used, it is equal to 50% higher here, and the cost is paid back.

"Deal." Ling Qingyu smiled.

This time it was not only golden gold, but also shiny silver. Ling Qingyu's eyes were all smiled. It was not bad, but it was better to spot silver.

The value of the medicinal materials was low, and it took up space and filled half of the boat. Ling Qingyu collected all the ginseng that was more than a hundred years old in it. Shi Fang also took the best medicinal materials inside and began to make pills. .

It was not far from Goryeo to Tsuruga in Japan, but it took two days to find it because of the small port. The Fengshen was still the old rules, and it did not enter the inner port, but still docked in the open sea.

At this time, Japan did not conduct official trade with Dazhou, it was all private trade.

After landing, Ling Qingyu saw that the people here did not have the enthusiasm for them in those places before, and upon asking, he knew that the Xie family recently ran here very diligently, so now the silk and porcelain of Dazhou are falling quickly here. , And basically almost equal to Da Zhou.

Fortunately, I didn't bring any porcelain this time, and I only brought some silk, so I can bring it back if I can't sell it.

Ling Qingyu then asked about the price of spices. When asked at first, the Japanese said with disdain: "Spices? Is the price affordable?"

Seeing this man's nose opened higher than his eyes, Ling Qingyu snorted and went out, then wandered around to a small but neat shop floor.

"Excuse me, what do you need? A distinguished guest." The reception was a very beautiful girl with a refreshing bathrobe and a sweet smile.

"What do you have?" Ling Qingyu didn't even laugh in the face of such a cute smile.

"We have all the specialties of Dewa, including cedar, gold, silver, copper, iron, and sulfur." ​​The girl smiled.

They were all the goods that Da Zhou needed. Ling Qingyu touched his chin and smiled: "Then I don't know what goods you want here? Do you want spices?"

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then called to the house behind: "Master!"

"What's your name?" A man in his thirties came out of the back room, his shirt half-open, yawning, and gave the girl a displeased look.

"The guest officer said, there are spices for sale." The girl was not afraid of him, smiling like a flower.

"Spices?" The man was taken aback, then immediately rushed to Ling Qingyu, and said: "How many are you from the Great Zhou? How many? I'll take as many."

Ling Qingyu took a step back unconsciously, looked at the shop, and then looked back at the man.

"Don't look at my shop, don't worry, I produce the most feathers of gold and silver, you can eat as much as you want." The man understood Ling Qingyu's meaning, smiled and sat down on the mat, said.

Ling Qingyu also knelt down and sat opposite him, then took out the manifest and pushed it in front of him.

The man picked up the order nonchalantly, and the more he looked at it, the more cautious he became. Finally, he straightened up and said: "It is indeed a big order." There are dozens of types of goods on the list, and they are basically the best in Japan. The nobles of Ping An City have long been eroded to enjoy the scarce commodities, and they have complained without incense. The sale of this batch of goods will not only make a lot of money, but also bribe some high-ranking officials to say something good for the Ampere’s family.

"I want it." The man put the list on the tatami and said sternly. Seeing Ling Qingyu raising her eyebrows, she smiled again: "Does the girl want to settle this shipment in gold or silver?"

"How much gold? How much silver?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"Gold 120,000 taels, but I don't have that much. Silver 1.3 million taels. I don't have that much. How about putting together some of them?" The man's eyes were bent, and a smile suddenly appeared, making Ling Qingyu suddenly remembered. The fox.

"I still need some goods, Chinese fir, iron, copper, lead, and sulfur." ​​Ling Qingyu handed him another manifest. You don't have enough money to tell me a shit.

"We have all of these, but it's not worth so much. They add up to only tens of thousands of taels. However, if the girl is willing to go to Dewa, I will hoard 200,000 catties of sulfur, and there is enough gold and silver. How?" The man I took the manifest and looked at it, said.

"How much?" Ling Qingyu still asked.

"Five thousand taels of gold and 600,000 taels of silver. Give you the goods you want, plus two hundred thousand catties of sulfur." ​​The man said.

The price is really good, but his family can come up with so many mines? You must know that ancient collections are no better than modern collections. They were all dug by people. Even if there are fewer modern people in Dewa, don't you lie to me?

Ling Qingyu asked: "Then how to deliver?"

"You unload the goods here first, and then follow me to get the goods." As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw Ling Qingyu look like you are a liar, then got up and left, rushing to grab her hand, but... To the scabbard.

"Stand back." Yan San said coldly.

The man touched his sweat and said hurriedly: "Don't go in a hurry, otherwise, I will give you gold and silver first, and then all the goods in my warehouse, and then you will give me the corresponding goods, and then go with me to get them. The rest."

Seeing the girl standing next to her begging, Ling Qingyu hesitated. She also spent some time shopping here in Tsuruga, but she also knew that the merchants here were small merchants, and the larger ones were the shops of big lords or nobles, but She walked a few places, and they were all looked at by people's eyes. Although this girl and this man were not reliable, they were indeed enthusiastic.

"Well, you first exchange what you have with me, and then I will wait for you for three days. After you gather everything together, we will go and get the 200,000 catties of sulfur." ​​Ling Qingyu nodded and said.

"Thank you, thank you." The man hurriedly thanked, and then called the servant to prepare.

With the desire to eat Japanese food, when the man named Kiyahara was looking for goods and money to trade, Ling Qingyu took Yanzo around Tsuruga, and then found with frustration that Japanese food had not developed thousands of years ago, except for fish. It's just a fish.

Na Qingyuan did things agilely, delivered the goods in a hurried two days, and then asked the girl to take them to Deyu.

There is no port in Dewa, and the Fengshen stopped in the open sea, waiting for the girl to come ashore and ask someone to pile up the goods on the shore for shipment by boat.

This place was already close to Tsugaru. Thinking of the famous sacred place in later generations, seeing that the ship could not be installed in a while, Ling Qingyu pulled Yan San and asked to go ashore to play.

There are dense forests up to the coast. The air in the forest is very fresh and the temperature is relatively low. Ling Qingyu, who was only wearing a single coat, started to laugh.

Yan San wrapped the cloak around her and said, "Go back." Except for the place where the cargo was unloaded, which was a bay, the rest were forests, and the wind was chilling on her body.

"Yeah." Ling Qingyu nodded and returned to the bay with him. Seeing that the cargo had been loaded and the last batch was being delivered to Fengshen, he waited on the shore for the ship to come back to pick her up.

"Girl, girl." Qinghe rushed over from the trail with a half-old child in his hand. Seeing Ling Qingyu stopped, he rushed to her and said: "Miss Ling, Qinghe Jingsan has a merciless request."

Pushing the boy who looked about ten years old to Ling Qingyu, Qinghe said, "Please take this child away."

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu was very surprised.

"Uncle, I won't go, I want to be like my father and brother!" The child struggled.

"Saburo, this is what your father meant. Do you want the Fujiwara family to be destroyed?" Qinghe sternly said, then pushed him into Ling Qingyu's arms, and said: "Ling girl's kindness, I will remember Qinghe in my heart." Turned around and ran away.

"Hey!" Ling Qingyu yelled, seeing Qinghe drew the knife out while running, and in a blink of an eye he bypassed the trail, looked at Yan San, and then at the child.

"Let go of me." The kid called, actually speaking in Da Zhou dialect.

Ling Qingyu hadn't grasped his hand tightly, and when he was struggling, he broke free, and then ran to the trail.

Ling Qingyu grabbed him, looked back and saw that the ship that had delivered the goods was still some distance away, and said to the child, "Don't run around, the ship is coming soon."

"I won't go with you!" The child bit Ling Qingyu's hand fiercely, Ling Qingyu let go of his hand in pain, and the child had already escaped.

"Grab him." Ling Qingyu called to Yan San.

"He is afraid it will be a trouble." Yan San didn't move, and there was already a hacking sound in the wind.

"He's still a child. Hey, I'll go after it." Ling Qingyu stomped and chased him up, but saw a figure flashing beside him. Yan San had already passed by and grabbed the boy's collar and pressed him against one. In the cracks of the stone.

Ling Qingyu also rushed into the stone crack.

There was a half-person tall grass outside the stone cracks. When the three of them hid inside, the people outside were invisible.

The other side of the stone crack was facing a grass field where the trail turned. At this time, several people were fighting on the grass.

Qinghe was already bloodied all over, but he still worked hard to kill the enemy with the two teenagers around him. The opponents had a large number of people, but they were also killed by these three men who were not afraid of death.

"Brother, Guanglai!" As soon as Na Saburo called out, Ling Qingyu covered his mouth.

Still hesitating whether to make Yan San take action, Qinghe over there has fallen to the ground, and the other party has been killed clean, two young people on the grass panting with knife hilts.

"San Lang, your mother is from Da Zhou, you go back." One of the teenagers breathed.

After watching Japanese anime for decades and staying in Japan for a few months, Japanese is considered one of Ling Qingyu’s strong points. Hearing the boy say this, he looked at Saburo and saw that his eyes were full of tears, but he stopped struggling and showing up. Soon, he put down his hands and prepared to go out.

Saburo took her hand and shook his head.

Ling Qingyu was a little surprised. Why didn't this person go out after killing them? Just listen to the boy saying to another boy: "Guang Lai, do you still have strength?"

"Guanglai is willing to accompany the master." Guanglai raised his head and smiled. He is very beautiful and has a fair complexion. The contrast with Saburo's brother is the opposite. Saburo's brother has a stiff face. Although he is not old, he already has a very strong body.

"Saburo should have gone with the ship of Da Zhou. I, Fujiwara Kiyoshi, has completed the task. Mitsuyori, let's go together." After Fujiwara Kiyoshi said this, seeing Miyori nod his head, he gave a bright smile, fiercely. Stood up.

The grass was full of blood and corpses, and the two looked for a dense tree on the edge of the grass, the location was just opposite the seam of the stone.

Taking off the torn armor, Fujiwara Kiyoshi knelt and sat on the ground, then took off the ****, leaving only the loincloth around his waist.

Ling Qingyu was startled, and said to Saburo with a mouth: "Abdomen?"

Seeing Saburo nodded, Ling Qingyu thought of getting up, just kidding!

Saburo grabbed her tightly, and wrote on the ground: Please, give them this last dignity.

Ling Qingyu also wrote on the ground: You can take it away together.

Saburo touched his tears and wrote: Their mother is not from Da Zhou.

Ling Qingyu was speechless at once, and could only approach Yan San, ready to put his head in his arms at any time.

Korai picked up the **** and wiped the blood off Fujiwara Kiyoshi's body, but there were too many fine wounds on his body, and new blood came out after wiping it. The blood was not wiped clean, but Fujiwara Kiyoshi groaned.

"Hikari." Kiyoshi Fujiwara's voice was filled with lust, and he looked sideways at Hikari behind him.

Mitsurai put down the ****, got up and took off himself clean, and said to Fujiwara Kiyoshi: "Then, let Mitsurai see his master first."

"Yeah." Fujiwara Kiyo nodded, picked up his short knife, and drew it out.

Ling Qingyu closed his eyes and buried it in Yan San's arms, thinking that if he saw the **** scene later, he didn't know how long it would take to eat, but he heard groans from there, this kind of *** *? what?

Ling Qingyu looked up and saw that Fujiwara Kiyoshi was already on the ground. Na Guanglai inserted from behind him, and the two were humming haha.

what's going on? Ling Qingyu turned his neck to Saburo stiffly, but saw Saburo staring at it seriously.

Worthy of being a great country in the United States! I just treat it as free gv! Children are not shy, what am I afraid of! Ling Qingyu turned around proudly and continued to watch.

Well, the two actors have good figures and good looks, but the movements are too monotonous, that is, piston movement, which can actually be changed.

Looking at Ling Qingyu with gusto, Yan San couldn't help laughing, this woman!

"Well, ah...ah... Hurry up, hurry up!" Fujiwara Kiyoshi called, sweat and blood dripping from his body.

Guanglai helped him up, kneeled on his lap with both legs spread, and said, "Master, just cut your belly like this."

"Okay. Ah..." Fujiwara Kiyoshi picked up the short knife next to him, turned the blade and pointed the tip of the knife to his left lower abdomen, and then when Korai advanced, he stabbed in, stinging There was a squeeze in his body, which made Guanglai scream out with him.

"Master..." Mitsurai hugged Fujiwara Kiyoshi tightly, and his body convulsed and shot inside him.

The blade had been pierced very deep, and the deep pain made Fujiwara Kiyoshi's body tremble, but the contraction in the body stimulated Korari, filling him with Fujiwara Kiyoshi again.

Kiyoshi Fujiwara panted for a while, sat up straight, and cut the knife to the right with force. Moans overflowed from his mouth, and Mitsurai who was tightly bound couldn't help but **** out.

Seeing the wound getting bigger and bigger, something suspicious had fallen out, Ling Qingyu paled, and then Yan San pulled her arms tightly, covering her eyes.

Saburo looked at it very seriously with tears. The Fujiwara family always thought that the gods were in their stomachs, and cut their stomachs to show their determination. After someone in their family did this, it became the custom of the Fujiwara samurai. Instead of dying in humiliation, it is better to have a dignified abdomen, but his mother is from Da Zhou, not a person recognized by the Fujiwara family, so he is not qualified to receive this kind of education. Now, the eldest brother uses himself to show him, this The only chance is to look carefully, and not to miss a little, so that when I want to maintain dignity in the future, I, Fujiwara Saburo, will not do anything wrong!

When Fujiwara Kiyoshi cut the blade to the right lower abdomen, he and Mitsurai reached the **** together, and at the same time almost exhausted his strength, drew out the short knife, Fujiwara Kiyoshi gasped: "There is... a knife... Mitsurai... help me……"

"Okay." Mitsurai hugged Fujiwara Kiyoshi from behind, put his hands in his hands, and asked softly: "Ready?"

"Yeah." Fujiwara Kiyoshi nodded, and Korai firmly grasped his hands, pierced the short knife into a little place under his heart, and then cut it down.

"Ah... Mitsurai... Mitsurai..." Fujiwara Kiyoshi exclaimed, a cross was cut in her abdomen, and internal organs and blood splashed out, and a pool of blood accumulated under the two.

"Very beautiful, Master." Guanglai whispered, then placed his body on the ground, watching him twitch on the ground, and asked, "Do you need Guanglai to give the last knife?"

"No." Kiyoshi Fujiwara shook his head slightly, showed a smile, arched his body, tried hard not to roll over, but maintained a decent posture.

His body trembled in a pool of blood for two moments before it slowly calmed down. Kwang Lai sniffed his breath, then covered him with the bright red ****, and knelt in front of him. Taking the short knife in his hand, he pierced his chest with the backhand, and then fell on his body.

The wind blew and murmured, and then rolled the leaves toward the forest.

Ling Qingyu raised his head from Yan San's arms, looked at the sky, and thought to himself that it was already autumn.

Saburo wiped his tears and said, "Let's go."

"Oh." Ling Qingyu crawled out first, and when the two of them came out, he looked back at the grass, but he couldn't see the two teenagers.

Back on the ship, Ling Qingyu arranged the child in Ye Shi's cabin. When the ship left, he was worried again. Who am I going to give this child to!

The child came to Ling Qingyu first in a calm manner. He bowed to Ling Qingyu when he met, saying: "Although my mother is from Da Zhou, she has passed away for many years and her mother's family has no relatives. Now both father and brother have died in battle. Hope I live, then please take the master in me. I am willing to give the master a slave for eight years."

"How old are you this year?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"Ten years old, my mother's surname is Xie, you can call me Xie Saburo." Saburo leaned forward.

Take revenge for an 18-year-old adult, right? Ling Qingyu smiled and nodded: "Okay."

It didn’t take much time to travel to Korea and Japan. It was almost the end of September when I returned to Hangzhou. The autumn wind rustled and brought some coolness. On the boat, Yan San gave her a longevity noodle. Ling Qingyu only remembered it when he ate it. , This body is already eighteen years old.

When I arrived in Hangzhou, Xie’s family had been running along this line, and the profit of the goods was not very high. In the end, I sold 450,000 taels of silver, which is a profit of 100,000 taels. The only advantage is the short time. , Less risk.

Cai Jingfang changed all the people in Hangzhou Manyu Garden, and he only waited for orders in the outer courtyard, and the inner courtyard was immediately cleaner.

Looking at the pile of silver and gold and Ling Qingyu who was smirking with the gold and silver beside him, Cai Jingfang asked Yan San, "What is the excitement of the master?"

If I said that, even I was irritated. Yan San said lightly: "I caught a cold and my brain burned out."

"Xiaocai, with so much money, will you not be thief?" Ling Qingyu touched for a while, and said sadly to Cai Jingfang.

"Uh." Cai Jingfang was taken aback, put it here? There is not even a guard in this backyard. Of course it will be thief. You will not decide to put it here, right?

"This," Cai Jingfang said, looking at Ling Qingyu's expectant eyes: "It's better to put some of the vaults in the Yinlou. I built a cellar in the Yinlou, and the security there is also tight, but it's better not to put so much, you Look, put a 300,000 tael first?"

There is always one million taels of cash here, and only three hundred thousand are removed. What about the others? Ling Qingyu stared at Cai Jingfang. Cai Jingfang wiped his sweat and said, "Or Zheng Xi can share some of it."

Well, nobody noticed the small yard in Wu County. You can consider digging a hole in that yard. Ling Qingyu nodded and said, "Well, didn't Zheng Xi and Han Miao send a letter saying that they will be here in these two days? It's time to transport them together."

"The master, now the dyeing workshop can also work normally, let's try to make some high-end products, you see, this is a newly produced by a few weavers in the weaving workshop." Cai Jingfang put a piece of yarn as thin as a cicada's wings. When spread out, the flowing colors are breathtaking.

Ling Qingyu immediately let go of the gold and silver, held the yarn, and sighed: "It's as light as smoke, it's really a good thing."

"However, only a few weavers can weave this kind, and it takes a long time. It takes 20 days for a weaver to produce one." Cai Jingfang said that the quality of silk produced by the weaving workshop is now very good, and it is basically compatible. The eastern silk is flat, and one weaver is only one piece in three days. According to the price of one piece of silk, one piece, two or two, this kind of yarn must be sold for at least 15 taels.

"Hehe, if I take this kind of yarn overseas, I can sell it for one hundred taels of silver, a small dish, and give these weavers a reward and processing money, and then I will tell everyone that if there is such technological innovation, I will definitely reward the master!" Ling Qingyu smiled.

After thinking about it, Cai Jingfang understood that if it is only a single product, sales are not very good, and any market has its own capacity, then the only way to introduce new varieties in order to increase market demand and stimulate consumption.

"In this way, the rice of our own farm has already come down this year. Is it going to take back a shop to make a rice shop? There are also the newly purchased forests on the Lin'an side, and there are many products, it is better to open a mountain shop. Anjina It produces bamboo, and bamboo products are also very rich, I understand, the master." Cai Jingfang said with joy.

Ling Qingyu nodded unconsciously, talking to a wise man was a joy, and after his stepmother, Cai Jingfang was much calmer in doing things. He used to be impulsive and impatient in doing things, but now he started to feel a little dripping. Hangzhou has a large number of industries, a large population, and extremely strong consumption. This city has seized it and can extend to the surrounding area, connect with Suzhou, and then go up to Jiankang, Yangzhou, Huai'an, and along the Grand Canal Bianhe to reach the business line of Bianjing It is the most prosperous zone in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all the big cities along the road consume more than output. With such a large consumption as the foundation, the development of handicraft industry can be greatly developed if it is properly arranged.

"Also, if there is a field close to Hangzhou, you can buy it to make vegetable fields." Ling Qingyu reminded with a smile, and then said: "Hangzhou is a city with a million people, there are many poor people and hired workers, small dishes, make good use of these Surplus labor."

"Understand!" Cai Jing said, his eyes brightened. The current products of the Zhifang have already begun to have a good reputation, and the sales of their own shops have begun to increase. As a result, the output is not enough. The current Zhiniang can be one horse in three days. Silk is a very skilled hand. If they are allowed to study more advanced products, they will have to hire new people to weave ordinary silk. It’s just that after the last incident, Cai Jingfang has always had a knot in his heart. I was afraid that Ling Qingyu would no longer trust these people.

"Xiaocai, for my manager, what I want is absolute ability and loyalty, but the workers below pay to work and leave without work. There are not so many requirements. But our wages must be sufficient. You can’t deduct or owe them arbitrarily.” Ling Qingyu added with a smile again. Unlike the close people who serve at home, it’s impossible for those who surrender their own labor to demand too much. Of course, she doesn’t. Will go to pay too much, just don't deduct wages and benefits.

"Yes." Cai Jingfang nodded. For the boss, these things are taken for granted. She doesn't know how grateful she is to the weavers and coolies in this way, let alone the wages provided by the Lingjia firm. It is one and a half times of other places, and it never deducts or defaults. There are subsidies during the holidays and festivals. There are bonuses for good work. The workplace and the accommodation provided are spacious and clean. For those who are used to exploitation, the only The hope is that for the poor who can get some living money, this is no different from heaven. However, in this way, I am afraid that it will cause dissatisfaction and jealousy of other merchants, so Cai Jingfang is very strict on personnel control. No matter whether he is in his own weaving workshop or dyeing workshop, all employees are not allowed to disclose a word. Once a leak is discovered, it will immediately be punished or even sold. Just these things, there is no need to worry about the master.