"How to deliver it?"

Although Qin Zhong is young, he is not as ignorant of money as Baoyu and the others. He clearly knows that this trip can be exchanged for more than five hundred taels of silver, and five hundred taels is not a small amount anywhere. The craftsmen of Ping'an Prefecture Kiln Factory

There are nearly a hundred people, among whom the average long-term worker's salary is only 4,000 yuan a year, which is only about three taels of silver.

Even if the craftsman responsible for fine grinding is only seven or eight thousand yuan a year, it is only five taels of silver per year. Five hundred taels can hire a hundred skilled craftsmen.

How could Qin Zhong not feel distressed?

Brother Rong said: "There is no way to go on like this? You can give away dozens of benefits without giving it once, and no matter how big your family fortune is, it can't support it. Although the selling price of cement objects can also rise with it, it will take a few more times.

At twice the price, although our Ningguo Mansion will not lose money, the projects in various places will be delayed."

Qin Zhong asked in a low voice: "Hongze Lake is still waiting for the cement to be used. We sent the things to the Water Transport Ministry. How should we explain to the Hedao Yamen?"

Brother Rong said: "An explanation? Naturally, they should go to the Ministry of Water Transport to ask for an explanation."

He was calculating in his mind how to do this.

Are you dragging these things directly to the Water Transport Ministry to find trouble? Don't ask whether you can see the Governor of Water Transport. Even if you do, what will happen? As long as the Governor of Water Transport says to conduct a thorough investigation, then... In the future, if you want to use the canal

It's not time to pay for the delivery.

Or go directly to King Zhongshun and cry miserably?

It doesn't seem possible. As the production of Ping'an Prefecture Kiln Factory slowly enters the state, transportation through the Grand Canal becomes inconvenient. If cement applications can be included in the scope of maritime transportation, then this problem will really be solved. Who cares about the Water Transport Department?

No matter how corrupt the officials of the hospital are, they can't get through shipping anyway, and they don't even need to hire shipping merchants.

He remembered that Baochai had said that Xue Biao's family had a shipping license.

In the future, we can directly ask the Xue Biao family's sea ships to transport cement from Ping'an Prefecture to Jiangnan by sea. He doesn't believe the lies about dangerous shipping. In the pre-Ming Dynasty, shipping was mostly done by sea. Isn't it possible that the sea was not dangerous in the Ming Dynasty, but it was not dangerous in the Yan Dynasty?

Is the sea suddenly dangerous?

Earlier, the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties also used sea transportation. Were the ships at that time more developed than the ships of Dayan?

Brother Rong thought carefully and suddenly had an idea in his mind when he thought about shipping. He said with a relaxed smile: "You don't have to worry. Let's eat well today, drink enough water, and have a good night's sleep. When we get up early tomorrow, the matter will be solved."

"Um?"

Brother Rong laughed and did not answer. Instead, he asked several people where the ship carrying cement docked, and his expression became more mysterious. In the evening, Brother Rong met an old farmer in Taoyuan County, Huai'an Prefecture.

"You are so patient that you have stayed with me for several months. Is it possible that your sect has arranged tasks for you? For example, to attract followers."

The old farmer grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "The disciples in the sect each have their own duties. We are originally the agricultural envoys, responsible for teaching the disciples in the sect food farming techniques. But recently we have encountered something more important, which is more important than teaching farming."

Skills are more important."

Brother Rong could clearly see that the old farmer's mouth was full of tartar and stones, and he could even smell the bad breath coming out when he opened his mouth. He moved his head back slightly, and he could guess what the old farmer was going to do. It was just to find that person.

Just a little bird? It's a pity that the happy little maid in front of you is not willing to go back with you to become the mother of Buddha.

He said: "Let's not play riddles with each other. I want to know if there are any personnel from your Holy Cult in the Water Transport Department? Especially those on duty in Taoyuan County. Please cooperate with me in doing something from your Holy Cult. I can do it too."

Let me do you a small favor."

The old farmer's eyes narrowed and he asked doubtfully: "Master Ming Wang, do you know what this envoy is going to do?"

Brother Rong pretended to be stupid and said: "I don't know, but you have always been by my side. I think this matter must be related to me. You must have heard about the cement kiln in Ningguo Mansion. The Water Transport Ministry bullies people too much. I have to beg for it."

A place."

The old farmer asked: "How does King Ming want to proceed?"

"It's nothing. I heard that officials in various sections of the canal are often engaged in self-stealing. They not only ask for high benefits from passing merchant ships, but also steal the cargo of merchant ships and sell them. It is said that even the grain sent to Tongzhou warehouse is stolen a lot every year. So I would like to ask

The brothers of the Holy Cult stole the cement objects belonging to my Ningguo Mansion from the ship and left."

"This..." The old farmer was stunned for a moment. He never thought that this was the case. The master asked outsiders to steal him? He really couldn't understand the reason, so he said: "It's not because you don't want to help Mr. Ming Wang. Although the various sections of the Water Transport Ministry

They all have followers, but they are all inconspicuous petty officials. Moreover, as far as I know, the tens of thousands of kilograms of goods sent by the Ningguo Mansion this time cannot be stolen by human power."

Isn't that right? Due to the regulations of the Ministry of Water Transport, small merchant ships on the Grand Canal cannot carry more than 600 kilograms of cargo. Therefore, there are nearly a hundred ships transporting these tens of thousands of kilograms of goods.

"If you can't steal it, then destroy it. It doesn't matter if you sink the boat into the river or burn it all with a fire." Brother Rong said calmly, glanced at the old farmer lightly, and chuckled. Then he said:

"Even...if your Holy Cult has the ability, even if you transport all these hundreds of taels of things away. I don't care at all!"

The old farmer said: "Although we are also jealous, if we want to transport it away, the members of Taoyuan County cannot do it. If the Holy Sect wants to buy this treasure in the future, it is only serious that Lord Ming can do it conveniently."

Brother Rong said nonchalantly: "Ningguo Mansion is not responsible for the sale of natural products to the outside world. In a few days, there should be merchants offering takeaways in Ping'an Prefecture. You can just go to the merchants and buy them."

The old farmer nodded in agreement and said seriously: "Sir, are you really going to sink these good things?"

"It's sinking. The louder the noise, the better."

The old farmer said: "In an hour, patrol officers from the Ministry of Water Transport will conduct surprise inspections of merchant ships to check for illegal goods such as illegal salt."

Brother Rong grinned and said: "Easy to talk about, it's best to ask a few holy brothers to guard the ship."

"..."

It's night.

There was a silent movement of people on the river boat, and boxes of cement were moved ashore from the boat in the dim night. Each boat was quietly emptied, and no one noticed.

The boatkeeper, who had returned from drinking too much in Taoyuan County, suddenly saw the movement ahead and shouted loudly.

Under the night, the crowd surged, and many people who came with lanterns saw the scene. They suddenly got into a mess, and they struggled with each other. Someone shouted: "We are catching a thief, we are catching a thief."

"Shut up, we are inspecting your merchant ships." Someone shouted, taking out the water transport inspection token and shining it in front of a lantern. "I suspect that these barrels contain illegal salt, so we must send the details to the Yamen."

check."

"No." The shipkeepers were shocked and did not dare to fight again. They had no choice but to shout out, "It is really unfair. We are the natural resources sent by the Ningguo Mansion to the Hongze Lake project. Where did we get the private salt?"

"Shut up."

Not far away from the attic, Jia Rong looked at what was happening below with no expression on her face. She saw someone pushing a wooden barrel filled with cement, which shattered and scattered cement ash on the floor.

Then, the boat guard shouted, alarming everyone around him. The people who came after hearing the sound saw many people fighting each other, but they didn't know what happened.

Brother Rong said lightly, "It's time to drop the token."

Sure enough, not long after, the sign in the hand of a patrol officer flew out and made a harsh jingle. The man shouted again: "The Water Transport Ministry is doing business, everyone should disperse."

Following this shouting, another person cursed: "If we don't want to send the things to the water transport yamen for inspection, let's smash them for inspection now."

Bang.

Two sounds...

Buckets of cement were smashed on the ground, but none of them contained the illegal salt they said they were looking for.

"It's time to be angry!" Brother Rong said again.

At this time, a person came up from behind Jia Rong and said calmly: "Don't worry, how can you make others remember the water transport officials if you are angry now?"

As expected, the shipkeeper did not dare to say anything and did not get angry.

Jia Rong looked at the people below who seemed to be communicating with each other. After a while, several boat guards came over and pushed each other. It was such a coincidence that the lanterns and torches fell on the boat canopy and the rope paper, and they suddenly burned.

A raging fire broke out.

Seeing that something was not going well, some patrol officials escaped. As the noise came, some boat guards wanted to put out the fire, but they did not want to be burned. The sound of pain resounded in the sky, and they jumped into the river, frightening everyone on the shore.

near.

As the ropes were burned, the ships behind them all crashed into the flames. The raging fire rolled up like a wave of fire and ignited the ships next to it. Then I saw the canal paper covered with fire, and dozens of waves followed it.

A fire ship actually headed downstream.

Brother Rong asked: "Will the person who was burned be okay?"

The old farmer smiled and said: "Don't worry."

Jia Rong snorted and asked, "There must be kerosene on each ship."

The old farmer said: "Your Ningguo Mansion's ships transporting heavenly goods are already painted with water and moisture, so they are easy to catch fire. It doesn't need to be so troublesome at all. We have already calculated it. When the downstream ships are on fire, they will hit the wall. All the ships will hit the wall.

In one place, a fire would have burned at least half of the ships."

"Then it depends on God's will."

The old farmer smiled and said, "Did you forget the person who just jumped into the river?"

Well, it seems that these dozen or so boats will be burned clean. Brother Rong nodded. After watching the show, it was time to go back and rest. He smiled and said, "If you need help with anything in the future, it's within our capabilities."

Yes, I will definitely want to help as long as it doesn’t damage the Jia family’s reputation and interests.”

The old farmer hummed.

Brother Rong said again: "I only recognize you for this matter. Don't ask me anything. I will never fulfill your request. Otherwise, don't blame me for being a dishonest person."

"..."

Sure enough, after the old farmer left, Jia Rong guarded the window and saw all the boats on the river crowded together. One of them hit the river bank and poured down, causing a chain reaction. The fire spread, and the night was filled with raging fire.

ignite.

Standing on the attic, Jia Rong seemed to be able to hear the crackling sound of the flames burning the wood.

The most beautiful and beautiful sound in the world.
To be continued...