Seeing that Zhang Shuye and his party were not interested in joining each other, Lehe said that he was familiar with the nearby inn and could give a discount when he led everyone over. When he heard that the inn had been decided, he was not disappointed. He led everyone around with a smile. According to his words, "We are all doing business here in a regular manner. The drug dealer in Ximen Qing set up a trap here to cheat people. As a result, he only did it once and was immediately escorted to work in the coal mine, and he worked until his life was killed. The entire Ximen family was confiscated, and his beautiful concubines were cheaper to others..."

"Why did Master Biao dare not speak out?" a servant asked in surprise.

"So what about the heroes of the Green Forest? How arrogant are Liangshanpo in the east? As a result, three months ago, Mr. Biao broke through 6,000 yuan, and all his heads were cut off. Now Mr. Biao is the leader of the entire Jingdong route. The Dragon King on the Land is not a waste of time! Who dares to make trouble for the rules set by him?" Lehe said very realistically.

"The road here has been put into great effort. It's a good thing here, it's a gravel road, which is a ox cart and paved with bluestone slabs. There are laborers from two farms nearby. Now they specialize in this road construction and protection business, which is no worse than farming..."

"These small courtyards are the residences of shopkeepers and shopkeepers in the market. The courtyard is not big and there are many rooms separated. Anyway, it is for people to work, and there is a place to sleep."

This music is very familiar with this street market, and it is good to be eloquent. If you know everything, you can sing a few words casually. Zhang Shuye felt his eyes wide open, and he felt extraordinary outside. When he entered, he looked at it, which was Yu Jing's neighbors. But after talking like this, he found that this place was not an ordinary town.

"This Pantuo Road Market is really a simple big market, a place to do business." Zhang Shuye made a judgment.

"Mr. Biao said that this should be called a commercial development zone." Lehe said with a smile.

After walking again, I saw a large mansion with a large wooden shed in front of the yard, with several large pieces of black wooden boards standing. Two servants were brushing off the white words painted on the wooden boards. Around me were a group of people dressed in accounting and books. They all looked like they were wearing pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and they were chatting with each other.

Seeing this scene, Lehe smiled and said, "You are a coincidence. This is a pantuo Road market. It seems that this place is just around the corner, and today I happened to catch up."

After saying this, Lehe looked up at the sky, and smiled again and said, "Just wait here."

At this time, the sun sets and the sky is getting dark. Someone picked out lanterns from the courtyard to make it brighter. Lehe pointed and said, "This big courtyard is the exchange of the market. Everything about the market and the salt market is controlled in this courtyard. The prices of all bulk goods in the entire market will be determined here."

"This is the master Xu Guanzhong, the master of the time who was invited by Mr. Biao personally to Daming Mansion. He has dozens of managers and hundreds of servants, and he is busy at all times. I heard that even Mr. Biao's farm and other transactions are settled here."

"His Xu Guanzhong also came here?" Zhang Shuye was shocked.

Although he was in the officialdom, he had a broad knowledge. He had heard of the story of Xu Guanzhong, the former top martial arts scholar, who had only been an official for one or two years, but had abandoned his official position and became a hermit in Daming Mansion.

He also heard that Xu Guanzhong was proficient in military tactics, martial arts, and strategy, and was well-versed in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He was proficient in the languages ​​of Khitan, Jurchen, Dangxiang, Tubo, and Mongolia. He was a versatile talent in civil and military affairs. The most rare thing was to have a deep understanding of the world and geography.

Now he actually becomes a big manager?

Isn't it Qucai? Gu He

Zhang Shuye smiled and said, "I heard that Xu Guanzhong is talented and has everything. Now he is only a big manager. Can he continue to do it?"

Le He smiled and said, "I heard that General Xu has been here for three or five years and mastering the sky-high price of goods is more successful than doing a plan in the capital. Besides, General Xu is not just a plan of Master Biao, but also a person like Guan Zhong and Kongming..."

At this moment, a sound of horse hooves came.

The sound of horse hooves stopped at a nearby intersection, and the rider immediately turned over and ran over quickly. He carried a leather pocket on his back, and everyone's eyes were staring at the leather pocket. A capable manager stood between the blackboards. He was waiting for the rider. The rider handed the leather pocket to the manager. The manager held a notebook and looked at the leather pocket.

"Every time the fire paint is different. If you don't match it, you won't open your pocket." Lehe whispered. There were already many people around him. Many people were watching the scene in the scene curiously, and some people were holding paper and pen in their hands, staring at the scene in front of them nervously.

The manager opened his pocket, took out a few pieces of paper with words written inside, looked at it under the light, and recited it loudly: "A stone of salt."

Every time he read one, the servant under the blackboard would write one on it with a pen dipped in white dust. The managers and accountants below also recorded it quickly, and many people around him were also recording it there.

"Every three days, a fast horse comes from Yingtian Mansion. The price of bulk goods will come over there. The price of their own will be ordered here. The price of salt goods is sent by Feige from Yangzhou. With this fair price, the merchants around will come here to buy it. Everyone is willing to sell it here. Rest assured!" Lehe explained there.

Yingtian Prefecture was the Nanjing Prefecture of the Song Dynasty, very close to the capital, so the prices of various bulk goods are very representative.

Prices for grain, cloth, and all kinds of groceries are written on the blackboard.

After everything was reported, the accountants who recorded the records were quickly cleaned up, and then they trot away. Someone outside took their wooden boxes. I think it was because they couldn't ride horses here, so they had to run faster.

After reading these, the people who recorded the records on the outside immediately ran to the blackboard, recorded the contents on the blackboard, and then left in a hurry.

"Don't look at the fact that sitting there is no difference between listening outside and listening outside. The few stores that can sit down and listen to. After getting the price, they have to discuss with each other and set the price of Jingdong Road. Those standing outside are not qualified. The entire Jingdong Road is sold at this price. It is not even different from the high or low. The small ones have never been to see it. I heard that the price set by our Jingdong Road will be carried out in the entire north." At this time, Le He had a proud look on his face.

The market at night was not dark, but lanterns were hung in front of every household, making the neighbors clear.
Chapter completed!