In Southeast Asia, if it is said that it is a love and killing with the Ming Dynasty, it must be Vietnam.

In the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sneezed, which belonged to Jiaozhou, and then was ruled by China for more than a thousand years, and only became independent in the Song Dynasty, but in the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Yongle sneezed again, and here returned to the embrace of China.

Until now, Vietnam is still the identity of the capital of Annam in the Ming Dynasty.

The closest stop to Daming is also here, leaving Penghu, and wandering on the sea for more than ten days, Qian Zeng can be regarded as arriving at the first stop he wants to go, Zhancheng.

Champa did not belong to Vietnam at this time, only a vassal state under the command of Vietnam, the rule of the former Chinese people obviously left a deep imprint here, the light gray city wall port was built by the sea, the port on the row of green bricks and green tiles of wooden streets, if not slightly dilapidated, it was just the same as the Jiangnan town, and the fields near the Champa city, the same old peasants wearing big hats and homespun clothes worked hard to pull weeds in the paddy fields.

Zhancheng is a deep-water cool port, even if the forty-six-meter-six pointed bottom fortune boat can be anchored safely, even if it hasn't come for three or four years, this is still more familiar than his hometown Changshu for Qian Zeng, the ship just docked, he was already impatient to go down the ladder of the boat that had just been erected, and a money bag was thrown directly to the Wang family slave who nodded with a smiling face like a small guy, and then swaggered and ran against the port side restaurant to pierce it.

On the bow of the ship, a shading pattern of four coins, and the four-cornered flag with golden money written in the center of the official script was hung high on the bow of the ship, swaying with the wind.

I haven't been here for a few years, but the restaurant in this port seems to be mixing well, the original dilapidated storefront is also painted with red paint, the floor is paved, and a small stage has been set up against the staircase counter, and in the slow music that makes people fall asleep, a harlequin with a white face, and a beautiful woman in a red kimono are babbling and singing an incomprehensible Japanese Noh drama.

Not to mention, there are still a lot of familiar local accents here, sitting at the table drinking wine and watching the opera are dressed in Taoist robes, staff clothes or ingots robes, and compared with a few years ago, there are many more female guests than the men in Qingyishui, but these female guests are still wearing wide robes and skirts, wearing huge big-brimmed hats, and the falling scarves half-cover and half-hide the small faces.

But just when he was either shaking his head and listening to the singing, or talking in a low voice, Leng Buding broke the harmony here, clenching his fists, Qian Zeng shouted loudly in a thick voice.

"Three thousand boats and seas are long! Changshu Qian Zeng, meet all colleagues! The store, to give you wine, to the best carved village in the master's account, and then upstairs to the master to open a room of Accord, what good wine and good food on it!"

"Waiting for you!"

This is one of the ways for the southern businessmen to greet each other, one by one, which means that they came from afar, worshiped the local vendors' wharf, the more high-grade the wine is, and the more financial resources are shown, and there is a banquet on the roof, and it is also waiting for the merchants to go up to talk! However, the higher the head of the banquet, the more high-end the Lao Tzu goods are, and you don't have to be bored by ordinary small merchants, hawkers, idlers, etc.

If it was in the past, the big guy would have to hug his fists to set it off, at least thank Qian Ye, but when Qian Zeng felt good about himself and walked up with his head held high, he was faced with an indifference, and even some of the Ming travelers and businessmen showed full disdain on their faces, and a few female guests wearing veils were interested in looking over, but this look didn't look like respect, but it was a bit like watching a monkey show, and some people saw Xiao Er bring the wine over, so they simply waved their hands in annoyance and let them take it.

didn't have a word of approval, and went upstairs together, Qian Zeng was suddenly depressed, and couldn't help muttering sourly.

"Young people nowadays, don't they understand any rules?"

However, the store put the wine up, a large number of dishes on the table, Southeast Asian characteristics, the aroma of spices and rich cuisine, Qian Zeng quickly threw that depression into the Pacific Ocean, and the four-money flag hanging on the bow of the ship was his confidence, his signboard! In this Zhancheng, the name of the Qian family is known to everyone!

Mei Zizi picked up the cup, holding the fragrant wine, Qian Zengzi took a sip.

And then ......, and then it was broken!

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"This guest officer, wake up, wake up!"

The skull was cracked, and his shoulders were constantly pushed, for a long time, Qian Zeng raised his head with difficulty, and looked out, the night was already deep, and the blurred sea seemed to engulf the port.

"Guest officer, the shop is closed! Look, are you going to settle this account? ”

"Didn't anyone settle the bill for Young Master Ben?"

Holding his head, Qian Zeng sat up with difficulty, but the dwarf who listened to this looked dazed: "Didn't you let the wine be counted in your account?" ”

"Oh!"

Confused, I took it in my arms for a long time, and finally found an ingots and threw it on the messy table, Qian Zeng shook and stood up, pushed away the guy's support, and staggered downstairs.

As soon as he went out, there was a commotion behind him, and a few young men had the door of the store heavily supported with wooden boards, in this era, even if these super metropolises in Jingshi Tieshan did not have the luxury of light pollution in later generations, let alone this remote Zhancheng, the street was dark, adding a kind of desolation, and then swayed out dozens of meters, Qian Zeng suddenly tilted to the side, and plunged to a large pile of boxes and barrels by the port, and sat on it with his thighs slumped, and Qian was crying and hammering his thighs.

"The world has changed!!"

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Since I used to sit in the tavern, there are local businessmen who come to the door, and the good days of inviting guests to drink and buy goods are gone, and the waist is lowered to go to the store to sell, Qian Zeng also did it, he is different from those who read the sage books, but the Qian family is from the family, and when he was a teenager, he had to rely on his own hard work to start from Huangshan to enter the tea, along the dense towns in the south of the Yangtze River to sell the work of a tea shop he also did, back to the ship surname a night of wine, early the next morning, carrying a box with the goods carried on the ship, Qian used to visit one shop after another in the city.

However, his figure was low enough, and as soon as he entered the door and opened his mouth, he called the boss, but he still touched his nose.

"What, two hundred Wen, this is an iron pot forged from high-grade fried steel in Nanjing, and it costs three hundred Wen or two hundred Wen in Daming, which is too low!"

"Boss, this is Jingdezhen official kiln porcelain, and my uncle is a scholar of the dynasty, so I can figure it out, look at this glaze, this texture, this sense of heat! In our Daming, this thing can't be taken down for less than twenty taels, and it still has a price, so you just give two taels, it's really ......"

This cold and unstable from the big boss was beaten back to the beginning of the business, the long-lost frustration was spontaneous again, and after two days of sales, Qian Zeng was stunned that a box of goods was not sold, and in a shop, looking at the owner's swinging hands, Qian Zeng sat on the ground with a deflated ass, holding his head a little unthinking.

"What's going on? Don't you need to be clear? ”

"Young man......, old man, look at you as a new here!"

The owner of this shop is an old man in his early sixties, he has probably read a few books, and his simple robe looks bookish, looking at his decadent appearance, this old man can't help but feel compassion, and waved the cigarette bag and pot in his hand out, and said pointingly.

"This to Champa goods, there is no need to sell door-to-door like you, go directly to the merchant house on East Street, and the office of the East India Company will directly collect it according to the quality of the condition, besides, the shops in this port, we are all doing the business of ordinary people, and a rich merchant will have to be happy for a long time, who will buy your official kiln of twenty taels and one pieces!" The royal palace nobles of the city also took the goods directly at the merchant house. ”

"If your things are really good, go and sell them there, if you grind here with this old man, the old man will not be able to give a price!"

And this one! Qian Zeng was really dumbfounded, looked out in astonishment, and then as if grasping the last straw, Qian Zeng bowed heavily to the old man, and went out with a sonorous clatter with his cargo box on his back.

This place is quite easy to find, but on the other side of the port, the side is moored are the merchant ships of the East India Company, the peers are enemies, Qian Zeng he is not willing to come, not to mention, this is close, there is really a different scene, three-story cement office building, I feel different from those ancient Chinese style wooden buildings in the city, typical Dongjiang style, here is also quite a scene of the customs of later generations, a neat car, eh, horse-drawn car was pushed down from the open ship porthole, hired by the local Turkish manpower "open" In the back warehouse, there are special clerks who check the records, and on the side of the car, the entire wooden shelf has been carried down by local hired workers, and on both sides of the shelf, all of them are black and shiny iron pots.

Perennial pounding, money used to be knowledgeable, this thing at a glance knew that all of them were forged, at least ten practice guys, stronger than the iron pot in Beijing, and the kind of cast iron pot sold to the grassland and fooled the Mongols are definitely two products.

In this way, thousands of pots were unloaded in a boat, no wonder he pushed all morning, and not a single item was pushed out, with these sources, the various steel products and tools he brought were indeed influential.

"Hey, hey, don't get in the way, what are you doing?"

Qian Zeng saw that he was fascinated, and an impatient but sharp voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Qian Zeng, and hurriedly turned around, but it was a little girl who snorted angrily and pulled him.

And Nanming's ladies who don't go out of the door, or the rough women in the countryside who have to show their heads are not the same type of women at all, this little girl has beads of sweat on her face, and she is wearing a canvas jacket that is also completely different from the traditional clothing of the Ming Dynasty, and she is still wearing pants on her lower body, and she is not wearing a veil mask, so she directly reveals her face, and her little face is tanned into a healthy wheat color, it is estimated that Qian Zeng will not believe that this woman is actually a thin horse in Yangzhou for people's enjoyment.

After a mouthful of Beijing films, the little girl pinched her waist and shouted: "The warehouse here is heavy, idlers are not allowed to enter, don't you understand the rules?" ”

"That, this eldest lady, the villain is, here to sell goods!"

In my heart, I slandered that someone would marry such a wild girl? On the face, Qian Zeng looked submissive, and quickly clenched his fists and bowed his head.

"Selling? If you don't fill out the form in the lobby, what are you hanging around here? What are you carrying? ”

"Porcelain! Porcelain!"

Looking at the neat and bright iron pot, iron basin and iron stove, Qian Zeng didn't dare to take out the high-quality goods made by his Jingkou, so he could only turn out the treasure at the bottom of his box, and this time the sample he brought was also a high-quality product, blue and white Pisces Shuanger large porcelain plate, not to mention, this girl is a wild spot, but it is a real knowledge, it lit up at a glance, reached out and took it, and flicked it with his little finger to listen to the crisp sound.

"Jingdezhen, Jiangxi, from the official kiln? You're a good kid! Follow me!"

"Lao Zhao, help me write down the next batch of cars, there's a big job here!"

The notebook in his hand just hurriedly walked by, and the middle-aged man in that kind of overalls jacket was stuffed in his arms, leading Qian Zeng, this girl hurriedly entered the hall of the small building, and immediately shouted at the top of her throat.

"Sister Luo! Big deal, this kid doesn't know where to set up a batch of official kilns!"

With the voice, on the counter, it can be regarded as a bit of a lady's style, and a beautiful woman in a silk dress put down her pen and walked over excitedly.

"Really? It won't be a fake of Xuzhou Liulifang again! ”

"It's absolutely true, although I don't know how this kid's brain was caught by the door or how he got it, don't go to Jingshi, go here! Sister, look? ”

The merchant is older than this little girl, and he was so sarcastically ridiculed that his head was caught by the door, and Qian Zeng was embarrassed enough, but now looking at people's faces, he could only force a smile and handed over the plate.

"It's indeed an official kiln goods, no matter how a few kilns in Jiangbei are burned, they just can't imitate this spirit, this is a scarce commodity, such a big plate is forty taels a piece, a bowl is twenty taels, and what other ornaments are counted according to the fineness, you are the shop of the Chamber of Commerce?"

Although this price is a little less than the previous profit, only two times, but after so many encounters, Qian Zeng still almost ran without tears, hurrying, he introduced himself with pride.

"This son...... Xiaosheng is the shopkeeper of the four gold firms of the Changshu Qian family, Qian Zeng!"

"Changshu! Qian family!"

Who knew that as soon as this title came out, the two beauties, one wild and one intellectual, frowned together, and their voices were not as warm as they were just now, and they became cold.

"Nanming's!"

Nodding to the wild little beauty that seemed to be confirmed, Miss Luo was in a businesslike tone, and picked up the list coldly.

"We can receive this goods, but the total price will be deducted by 30%!"

"Why!"

Money was in a hurry!

(End of chapter)