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Zhang Zhao sent people to explore the road in front of him first, and after a while, he reported that there was a post station three miles ahead for resting, so Fei Qian's group suddenly came to some spirits and hurried forward.

In ancient times, the post station was a small grassroots management center that was used to transmit news, receive officials, and repair and maintain official roads.

Generally, post stations have a resting and lodging area, which is convenient for officials or heralds to stop and change horses. Normally, the post station will have some soldiers to maintain the security of the post station, so normally when you arrive at the post station, you will enter the military protection area, and some thieves or something will not have the courage to touch and steal and rob, which is much safer than in the wilderness.

However, when Fei Qian and his party arrived at the post station, Zhang Zhao went over to negotiate first, and soon came back in a daze, saying: "This is a private post!" ”

A private post is a private one, and after the government has filed it, it can be regarded as a supplement to another kind of official post.

As early as the Qin Dynasty, great attention was paid to the transmission of military intelligence, and in the Han Dynasty, it was "changed to post", that is, to change the manpower to walk to express delivery, and stipulated that "thirty miles and one post", and the transmission interval was expanded from 25 kilometers at the end of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to 150 kilometers.

Later, he felt that the transmission of military intelligence documents was a little simple, so in order to meet the needs of state management, he gradually transformed the post station into an institution that also had the function of welcoming and sending off past officials and special envoys, and even like the big post station near Luoyang, it also had the function of receiving foreign guests and envoys.

However, because the cost of national strength is so much, it has to be used, and in the Eastern Han Dynasty, disasters were frequent, for the normal operation of post stations across the country, the original post stations were all official, and gradually allowed some local people with better reputation and wealthier families to participate in the establishment and management.

Like this one that Fei Qian encountered this time, it was a private post.

Official posts like Zhang Zhao have official duties, you can eat and rest for free, but private posts are a little different, after all, they are self-financed, so normally speaking, except for some big officials or important expenses that can be reimbursed by the government, no matter what the reason is, small officials like Zhang Zhao have to pay out of their own pockets if they want to stay and eat.

Zhang Zhao, who came from that poor place in Bingzhou, was naturally used to living a poor life with careful calculations, and he was naturally a little unhappy that those who could eat official meals had to pay out of his pocket.

Fei Qian smiled and said, "It's okay, seeing that the sun is about to set, it's too late to rush to the next post station, so it's better to stop here." So he asked Uncle Fu to pay the money for everyone.

Anyway, although Fei Qian doesn't have much money, he still has some thanks to Cui Hou's blessing. When Cui Hou parted that day, because Lu Bu, Zhang Liao, and Gao Shun were waiting behind, Cui Hou didn't say much at the time, but just said that he had prepared some road supplies for Fei Qian, and when Fei Qian set off to take a look, in addition to some common items, Cui Hou also specially prepared some small silver beans and gold leaves.

I have to say that Cui Hou is a business person after all, and his heart is still fine. Although the five-baht copper coin is the best to use, it is bulky after all, and if you carry a large piece of gold and silver when you go out, it is easy to cause trouble, and second, when you really want to use it, some small shops can't find it at all......

Just like in later generations, when you take a check for one million to eat skewers, and pay for them with a check after eating, the owner of the skewer shop probably wants to prick people's hearts with bamboo sticks......

Therefore, relatively small amounts of silver beans and gold leaves are the best travel essentials.

If you have money, you are naturally good at talking, and after a while, the vehicle and people will be settled, and the head of the post station will have a thief's eyes, and he can see that the money is sneaked out of Fei, and he specially stepped forward to greet him.

The post chief of the Han Dynasty was actually a small official, a grassroots cadre, and he also managed more than a dozen manpower under his hands.

For example, Liu Bang was the pavilion chief at the earliest, when the post station was not developed, only five miles to set up a post, ten miles to set up a pavilion, and now it is thirty miles to set up a post, so calculated, the post chief is still bigger than Liu Bang's official position at that time.

Before Fei Qian could talk to the post chief, suddenly a few soldiers on Zhang Zhao's side were making noise.

It turned out that after Fei Qian asked Uncle Fu to pay the money, these soldiers thought that they could at least have a full meal, but they didn't expect to serve a pot of corn and wheat rice, and when they finished eating and wanted to add it, they were told to add more money.

Where are these soldiers willing to do it, and they saw that Uncle Fu clearly gave three silver beans, if they can have a good banquet in Luoyang, it is like there is neither meat nor wine here, and they can't take care of the corn and wheat rice, so they think that the post station is pit people, and they make a fuss.

Seeing this situation, the post chief of the post station shouted again and again, and knocked the basin of corn and wheat rice loudly, saying how big this pot was, and saying that the corn and wheat used were carefully selected, and they were refined without chaff, and that one stone of coarse corn could only be made into six buckets of fine millet Yunyun......

Fei Qian felt a little funny, but he didn't expect to encounter the "Prawn Incident" in the Three Kingdoms. However, the post chief of the post station is right about one thing, that is, when ordinary people eat corn and wheat rice, most of them are reluctant to remove the shell very cleanly, and they are often mixed to eat, so refined millet and refined wheat are more expensive.

But no matter what, it doesn't take so much money, not to mention that now that the autumn harvest has just passed, it is the time when the price of grain is the cheapest, and if you wait for the next spring, the price will be about the same.

Fei Qian didn't feel the need to quarrel over a few pots of rice, so he said: "What is the matter with me, since this is the case, just serve two more pots of rice at the price." ”

Then he turned his head and asked the soldiers if two more pots of rice were enough.

A table of soldiers said that it was enough, and some people said that it was enough as long as one pot, Fei Qian smiled and said that it was okay, he was fortunate to be hard recently, and he had to eat more to have strength.

However, he couldn't let the postmaster of the post station feel that he was a good person, so he asked the postmaster of the post station, how much each project was, and what else to cost-

The head of the post station was obviously an old oilman, and Balabala said a lot, dinner money, breakfast money the next day, water and grass money for feeding the horses, money for feeding the horses in the middle of the night, accommodation money for several people, and if you want the soldiers of the post station to help guard the items at night, you also need to pay for the night......

The post chief of the post station smiled, muttered a bunch of fingers, looked at Fei Qian's listening in a daze, and thought triumphantly that I have seen a lot more about you, even if you ask clearly, what can you do, it's not that I'm dizzy, and I'll count a few more when I settle the bill tomorrow, I guess you can't count it......

Unexpectedly, Fei pondered for a while but asked Uncle Fu to take a pen and paper, listed the cost of each item that the post chief of the post station said, and then wrote down the final result, and said to the post chief of the post station: "Come and see, according to what you just said, this is 2,736 yuan, and Fang Cai gave you three taels of silver beans, and according to the current official price, it is 950 wen and one tael, so you still need to find me one hundred and fourteen wen." ”

"Ahh What the?! The postmaster of the post station took the paper, hurriedly calculated, sweated profusely, and calculated for a long time before he said with a dejected face, "Lang Jun's calculation is correct......

Fei Qian smiled and said, "In this case, the rest will be sent to the cabinet for the time being, and if I am satisfied tomorrow, maybe I will reward you......"

"Ahh Be! Lang Jun, please rest assured, I will definitely be satisfied with Bao Jun......" The post manager of the post station said while wiping his sweat and bowing his head, and when he turned his face to see the lively guy watching the excitement on the side, he immediately glared, "You lazy, why don't you hurry up and boil some hot water, so that a few distinguished guests can freshen up and relieve fatigue later......"