This market was built after the new city was built, and was inspired by the farmers' markets of the old time and space. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although there were also open-air trading places in the Ming Dynasty, they were all spontaneously formed, without unified planning and management, which was not only scattered, but also destroyed the surrounding sanitary environment. After the construction of the Lingao market, whether it was a vegetable farmer, a merchant or a Li person who sold mountain goods, they were all pulled in, and it was stipulated that everyone could only do business in the market, and they were not allowed to set up stalls outside the market at will.

Under the coercion of the yamen, those who do small business have entered the market. Originally, they all thought that the yamen was thinking of a way to scavenge the people's fat and ointment, but after a few months, they found that their income was more stable than usual, and they didn't have to be exposed to the sun and rain, so they realized that this market was a welfare for themselves. After tasting the sweetness, the boom can't be blown away.

When the hawkers and the common people became accustomed to the big market, the managers of the market, who were initially officials and later hired administrators, put up notices saying that they would be charged a management fee.

The market is divided into two types: fixed stalls and mobile stalls, and the fees are also different. The fixed booth is the same as the old time and space, with a long countertop made of masonry and cement, and the cost is 500 wen per month; The wandering booth is to sit on the ground in the open space, and whoever comes first every day will be counted as whoever owns it, and the cost is 100 Wen per month.

Originally, these hawkers were resistant to fees - the Ming Dynasty has been hundreds of years, and since the grandfather, they have confiscated the taxes of these hawkers, not to mention any management fees, although they will also encounter the extortion of the green-skinned scoundrels or government officials and helpers, but it is not so unlucky every day, it is better than such a fixed fee - but after experiencing several times in the mobile stalls outside the market by the officials ruthlessly confiscated the loads and goods, the hawkers had no choice but to choose to return to the market.

After paying the management fee, they found that the money was actually worth the money: not only did they avoid the suffering of sun and rain, but the green-skinned scoundrels never dared to step into the market, and the officials not only did not extort, but also helped maintain order, which was much stronger than in the days of fear. More and more hawkers are flocking to the market, and the market is becoming more and more lively.

Xie Wenjun and the three entered the market with curiosity. Although the smell of seafood and the smell of chicken and duck feces in the market made it difficult to get used to it, the three of them were still attracted by the bustle of the market. Dong Mingjue's eyes lit up: "The idea of this market is very good, if you build such a market in Guangzhou City, and collect some money from the hawkers, it will be considered a sure profit." Although the daily money may not be too much, it is better to be stable and flow for a long time. ”

Xie Wenjun just wanted to laugh at the handkerchief and got into the eyes of the money, when a young woman next to him laughed when she heard the words, and said, "Do you think this market is so simple? Just dealing with the yamen and the green-skinned hooligans is enough for you to drink a pot. ”

The three of them turned their heads in unison to find a middle-aged woman and a young woman standing behind them, talking to the young woman, who looked not like Han Chinese, but like the costume of an ethnic minority, but both of them looked very shrewd and capable.

Dong Mingjue was young after all, and asked a little unconvinced at the moment: "Isn't this market opening very well, how can I conclude that I can't open it?" ”

Even the middle-aged woman, who looked older and more serious, laughed and said, "Girl, do you know who opened this market?" ”

Dong Mingjue was stunned, and was about to say how did I know, Xie Wenjun beside him frowned and said, "Could it be that the backer behind this market is the Qiongzhou camp?" ”

The young woman nodded, "Exactly." This girl is really ice and snow smart. If it weren't for my Mr. Xia, how would this market be opened? On weekdays, the yamen comes around at two ends for three days, and if you don't give filial piety, you don't want to open, and after the yamen's poor people leave, the local green-skinned scoundrels have to come to the door to fight the autumn breeze, and the good name is 'protection fee' - offending them is more troublesome than the crime of the yamen, and several people take turns to find your trouble every day, and you don't want to do a single business! ”

Although Dong Mingjue has accumulated some experience in doing business in Qianzhuang, he rarely gets involved in these small transactions between the markets. She had never heard of these unspoken rules of doing small business.

The young woman continued: "Just now this girl whimsically wants to open a market in the city of Guangzhou, and if you don't take care of the yamen and the scoundrels in the market, I guarantee that your market will close in less than three days." ”

Dong Mingjue was silent and speechless. Don't say that she will deal with the yamen and deal with the scoundrels in the market, so she will say that the money village left by her cheap "father-in-law" Gao Hongtu will not even be able to enter the door of the general number without the support of Xia Nan.

Xie Wenjun couldn't help but retort: "Could it be that the Qiongzhou camp can be done well?" The left and right are just a martial artist, so what if the yamen doesn't give him this face? ”

Listening to the derogatory rebuke in her words, the middle-aged woman was fine, and the young woman's face immediately sank: "The girl is from out of town, right?" No wonder they are so ignorant. Do you know that my master's words are in Lingao, and even in the entire Qiongzhou Mansion, no one dares to say half a word! What is the small county office? ”

Xie Wenjun was a little surprised when she heard this, and she didn't believe it, she said coldly: "I don't believe it." You are a master of your family, could it be that you are Xia Nan's wife and concubine? How else would he defend him like this? ”

The young woman's face turned red, and she glared and said loudly, "Why is it so ugly for you Han woman to speak?" My name is Fu Nanying, but I am not Master Xia's woman, my brother's surname is Lin, and I am Master Xia's brother. It turned out that this young woman was Fu Nanying, who had just been married, and the middle-aged woman next to her was Tan's second sister-in-law.

Dong Mingjue hurriedly stood in front of Xie Wenjun and said with a smile: "Two sisters, my sister just spoke a little rush, people are very good, don't have to quarrel over a few words." ”

Xie Wenjun snorted lowly, turned his head and stopped talking. For some reason, whenever she said good things for Xia Nan, she couldn't help but have to argue a few words.

Fu Nanying saw that Dong Mingjue was better talking, so she said, "This girl is still sensible. Everyone is a woman, and when we meet, there is no need to quarrel. ”

Aunt Jiang also came to play the round, and said timidly: "The young man is not sensible, this sister, and this little girl, please don't take it to heart." ”

Tan's second sister-in-law is also a good person, and when she saw that the other party had gone down the steps, she pulled Fu Nanying and said with a smile: "It's all trivial, don't worry about it." Just give a word to the three of them: In Lingao, it is best not to speak ill of Qiongzhou Ying and Master Xia, so as not to get into trouble. (To be continued.) )