Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

The Jiaxing Book Collection Family had more than 110 families during its prosperous period. It has changed over the ages. Until the early Republic of China, most of the private library buildings became the first private libraries in China. However, with the war of resistance, most of the library buildings were destroyed by artillery fire. Among them, the survivors are less than ten, and Jiang Guangzhan has gone through many twists and turns for the Yanfen Cottage.

The Jiang family is the Jiaxing Wang clan, and there are many talents among them. The most famous is Jiang Baili (Qian Xuesen ’s father-in-law), who was the principal of the Baoding Military Officer School, the General of the National Revolutionary Army. , But not every bibliophile has a hard-line tribe, the war is ruthless, and many books are destroyed.

Shishe Garden, Deshu Building, Hairi Building, Xiangshan Pavilion ... Many of these famous buildings will be annihilated with war after ten years, but now, Jiang Shiguang is still treasured by him.

Seeing Huang Xuan listened seriously, the old man became more and more vigorous, until the meal time was still unfinished. Seeing the sun set, the three sons couldn't help but walked in and said, "Father, eat!"

Jiang Shiguang gave him a hesitant look, only to find that the room had become dim, and he smiled to Huang Xuanxiao with some embarrassment: "I didn't expect to be so hungry for so long."

"No, no," Huang Xuan said politely, and said to Jiang's third son, "Troubled sister-in-law."

This third man is a Muna person. Although he was only middle-aged, he lost his temper for years of farming work. He heard that Huang Xuan was a scholar, and he excitedly waved his hands and moved his lips. He just whispered: "Nothing, nothing ... … "

Jiang Shiguang also got used to his son's honesty, and said to Huang Xuan with his shoes: "Let's go to dinner first, Zhuanghu and others, there's nothing wrong with you."

Huang Xuan is polite again, and thanks to his use at home, Quan Dang should review it again.

Zhejiang ’s people ’s livelihood is rich and rich. Jiang Shiguang has accumulated a little land for many years. He has five sons at home and has shops in the town. Therefore, his life is fairly good. There are fish and meat on the dinner table. There are as many as five or six dishes. Knowing the Republic of China is different.

The third man silently dialed his mouth into the mouth, but Jiang Shiguang started to talk, and after a while, Huang Xuan took the opportunity to say: "I don't know what the price of food is now?"

Speaking of food, Jiang Shiguang froze for a moment, then sighed and placed the chopsticks on the table.

In 1927, there was a widespread food shortage in the south of the Yangtze River, and even more landlords were hoarding strangers. From the perspective of future generations, many uprising riots that occurred this year were related to food, and the Jiang family experienced the food shortage.

Before Huang Xuan asked again, Jiang Shiguang sighed again and said, "One year ago, one brown rice was only three or four silver dollars. Now, some people want to sell 17 yuan for one stone of rice. Even we, the family, don't dare to move the grain."

Huang Xuan sighed. He didn't understand much about people's livelihood. He didn't understand why farmers were worried about the price increase of food. They just silently calculated the food they brought. Stones are of different sizes, but even 120 kg can be used as a stone. There are also 1,600 stones per 100 tons of grain. If you sell at a middle price, it is 16,000 silver dollars. In 1927, it was a huge sum of money. You can even buy the next sea vessel.

Lorraine quietly calculated an account for Huang Xuan, and Huang Xuan snickered in his heart. At this moment Jiang Shiguang's talks had faded and he told him to sleep.

Early the next morning, the sky was still bright, Huang Xuan found Jiang Yisheng early, and greeted Jiang Shiguang, he greeted him and walked to the town of Dianpu. The third son of the Jiang family did not like to talk, but the Tao knew it well. Huang Xuan talked with him all the way and learned a lot about the local customs.

Although Xianpu is a small town, the market is still flourishing. Boats and horses are running one after another, and there are many shops to attract guests in front of the blue curtain. Jiang Yisheng sent Huang Xuan to this place and wanted to go home. Huang Xuan Where would he let him go? He said: "Brother Jiang, I am unfamiliar here, or you wait for me for two days, and wait for my family to come, or I will live alone. I can't find the store. "

Jiang Yisheng is a real person, looking at Huang Xuan who is only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although his size is similar to him, it seems that it is really unreasonable to leave him alone in the town, so he thought about it for a long time and said: " Otherwise I will send you to my elder brother, he lives in the town. "

"Don't be so busy," Huang Xuan chuckled and said, "We'll go shopping nearby, and wait until later to stay in the store, and you will stay in the town today. It's not too late to rush back tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yisheng's Ai Ai wanted to quit, but he hadn't waited for him to come up with a word. Huang Xuan had already rushed into the market, and the honest man had to lower his head and follow in.

Mibu has been a block trade since ancient times, and it is the only choice for Chinese merchants to pursue stable investment and stable profits. There are nearly ten Mipu shops in Shenpu Town, and there are many landlord businessmen. Due to the impact of food shortages, Mipu people come and go, much better than the nearby cloth shops and other shops.

The Huang Xuan family turned around and only stopped in a store called Xieqiao Mipu. This store is also medium-sized, but the store's work is double that of other stores, and they all have duties. , Busy and not hurried, most of the businessmen who come and go are dressed carefully, obviously not to buy a small catty of a catty and a catty.

"Is the shopkeeper present?" Huang Xuan tapped the countertop with the **** knuckles. This was the habit of his fourth uncle, and he used it temporarily.

The guy behind the counter was smart and strong, and he could see the green bars on his thin chin. Hearing Huang Xuan's question, he stopped knocking his hands and said: "The shopkeeper orders the goods in the backyard. What can you do to find me "Yes." He glanced at Jiang Yisheng behind Huang Xuan again, gave a command to the fellow behind him, and came out from behind the counter, reaching out a hand to lead the way: "Please, please talk between us. "

"Are you the second shopkeeper?" Huang Xuanduo asked after seeing this guy very much. As he walked into the partial room, Jiang Yisheng shook his head and shook his head.

"The second shopkeeper went to Jiaxing House." The man denied it with a smile, and gave Huang Xuan tea and said, "Are you from Beijing?"

"Nanjing." Huang Xuan knew that his mandarin had misunderstood the other party, corrected it, and said rightly: "I want to sell a batch of wheat to your number, I don't know if I want it or not?"

The buddy smiled professionally, suppressing the curiosity in his heart and said: "Although the number is a rice shop, the wheat is also collected, but I don't know how many?"

Huang Xuan smiled and extended a finger. This was learned from his mother. When she was a child, her mother said that she would reward him. She always stretched out a few fingers, and then Huang Xuan himself agreed happily, but When the real number appears, the situation is completely different.

The dude was also bluffed by Huang Xuan. I do n’t know what this man who came to Zhejiang Maipu selling wheat came to look at his face, he could n’t handle it, he bowed his head and said: "Now, please ask this gentleman to wait for a while , The shopkeeper of my house will come immediately. "Then he said," Dare to ask you? "

"Huang Xuan."

The shopkeeper at Mipu in Xieqiao is a local man in his fifties. His surname is Zhu. He is also one of the local surnames. He looked at Huang Xuan and Jiang Yisheng from outside the window. It is the master and servant, but there is no servant and the reason why the master drinks tea. If it is a relative, the appearance of the two men is too bad. So thinking about it, he walked into the house with a smile and arched the hand: "Sorry , Let the two wait for a long time. "

Huang Xuan also didn't stand up. He sat there and received him a courtesy. He rose up, moved slightly, and sat down again. He said, "Please sit down."

"Okay." Zhu dispensers were not angry. They chatted about their robes and sat down again. They refilled Huang Xuan's teacup. He opened the door and said: "I don't know how much wheat Huang wants to sell."

Jiang Yisheng sat there stunned. Before his brain turned, he saw Huang Xuan smiled slightly and sipped the tea ceremony: "It depends on how much wheat the shopkeeper can receive."

"Oh?" Zhu dispenser also smiled, looked down at the tea cup, different from the past, doing food business, earning the difference between the good year and the disaster year, the big one, Ken can have other ways, but like them Most shops of this size are bought in large quantities at low prices during the bumper years, and hoarded in the disaster years, but that being said, the scale of funds can be put there. After a year, most of them are still doing low-buy and high-sell businesses. , Brown rice can be sold for 15 or 6 yuan a stone, the local does not produce wheat, then a lot of wheat is shipped from the other party, naturally want to make a lot of money, thinking so, he tentatively said: "This At first glance, my brother is big business. Although the shop is small, the owner still has some strength. A few hundred stones is not a problem. If you are interested, we can do more. "

"Then one hundred stones first." Huang Xuan settled in one breath. One hundred stones is not more than 10 tons. It is a big business for a small town shop, but he doesn't have any special ideas. People In foreign land, it is better to be cautious.

Zhu dispensers did n’t know what to think, his face changed slightly, and he agreed, but it was Jiang Yisheng ’s silly response before he whispered to Huang Xuan, “Huang Xuan, do you have so much food?”

Around Zhejiang is rich in water and soil, and 100 stone grains are enough for a small landowner to run away. Seeing Huang Xuan in minutes, he decided to have enough food for the whole family to eat for several years, and he was unavoidable.

Huang Xuan smiled slightly, appeased patting his palm, or said to the shopkeeper Zhu: "If there is no other problem with the shopkeeper Zhu, please tell the guys to prepare the dock and the warehouse, we will deliver tomorrow morning."

"It's okay." Zhu dispensers agreed happily, beckoning a guy to whisper, and then said: "I don't know when Mr. Huang's ship will arrive. I will call for some help."

Xianpu is a small town, but in today's year, water and land are inevitable. Some people want to share a piece of soup. Zhu Owner is worried that Huang Xuan didn't understand the rules when he first arrived. He is even more worried about his business because of these things.

Huang Xuan naturally didn't understand what he was thinking, but the food was still in the plane passage, as long as he ordered some Lorraine, everything was OK, he laughed lightly in his heart and waved his hand: "These don't have to worry about Zhu dispensers, just trouble you Find us a good warehouse and my people will handle it naturally. "

Mo Xuyou's men made Zhu's shopkeeper awe-inspiring, and even repeatedly said trouble, Huang Xuan only returned one ceremony, and then withdrew to leave, while Jiang Yisheng was still in shock.

After Shi Shiran wandered around the town, Huang Xuanfang went to the pier outside the town. The two guys at the Mipu of Xieqiao waited there early and respectfully called "Boss Huang" and then took him Go to the warehouse.

The warehouse is less than a mile behind the wharf, much smaller than the storage room Huang Xuan saw at home, basically with a wooden structure, but some modern materials have been used. The First World War was the heyday of Chinese national capital. The outbreak didn't stop until the World War II. The prosperous terminal business was accompanied by this outbreak, and the development of Mipu seemed to adapt to it.

Speaking of the real business, Huang Xuan reading UWanushushu.com can't tell. He just heard some fur from his home, but he can fool around, and he can't talk about the quality of the warehouse, the vague "Well" He walked out of the warehouse and said, "Is there a room in the warehouse? I will live here tonight."

"Yes." A man gave Huang Xuan a strange look. He was still wearing the gown sent by Jiang Shiguang's old man. Some of them were nondescript, but he didn't dare to say more. He led Huang Xuan to the porter of the warehouse, even if he was settled Down.

"Sit down." As soon as the guy left, Huang Xuan sat tired on the bed, and he couldn't care about the smelly bedding. Jiang Yisheng sat down even more carelessly. In his view, this room was made better than his home. The paste is much better.

"Thanks to you today." Huang Xuan thanked Jiang Yisheng, while sweeping the bed at will, and said: "When I sell the grain tomorrow, I must thank you very well."

"No." Jiang Yisheng was not as mature as a middle-aged man, but with some flinching after maturity, he looked at the ceiling and said, "The food is also from your family, and I didn't help you, don't thank me."

Huang Xuan smiled, did not speak again, the money had not yet been received, he did not need to share the money nervously, and said a few more words. The two fell asleep in a daze. Today, they are really gone, so they have no time to tell Luo Lin put some food in the warehouse and the man fell asleep.