Chapter 1194: 10,000 People Support

It snowed at the source of the Yellow River, and autumn rain fell in Chang'an, but it snowed here.

The city is still under construction, and it seems that it will not be repaired within a month.

The teams sending cement, bamboo and supplies from the rear are connected in a row.

The people of Shu still did not stop transporting baggage to the front. 500,000 strings of cash can buy a lot of things.

They also brought things back from here, saying that they made a profit after returning, kept half, and then bought things to send back.

The people of Shu are waiting for the Tang army to control Tubo to deal with the Turks of Sulu, and then beat the White-robed Arabs so that they dare not move.

In this way, they can continue to walk on the Silk Road to sell things elsewhere. The tea of ​​Shu is a good product on the Silk Road.

People with horses organized themselves into horse gangs.

People without horses, dozens of people each carried more than 100 kilograms of tea on their backs and walked with a cane.

In general, after the tea leaves are picked, they are pressed and dried, but not fried, and are just put in the backpack.

With the food, water bottles, bedding and other things they brought with them, they walked slowly. When they were tired, they would rest on the ground with crutches, which was called "beating a crutches".

They walked 20 to 30 miles a day, and more than 40 miles if the road was good.

The rain would fall on the tea leaves, and the tea leaves would continue to ferment.

They walked once a year, and when they arrived at the place, the tea leaves were all fermented, which was black tea. Of course, there was also black tea if they were subdivided.

They could earn back the income of ten years of normal work in Shu after one fight, but some people fell down on the road.

They got sick, met bad people, mudslides, flooded rivers when crossing, wild animals...

There were high profits in high risks, and no matter how hard it was, people always had to fight to make their lives worthwhile.

However, this situation was rare. People in Shu traveled together and were loyal to each other, not to mention people in their own village.

Moreover, people in Shu were very good at fighting against outsiders, and they were not afraid at all.

The most interesting thing about people in Shu was that they were powerful against outsiders, but always fell down against insiders.

They were good at external wars, but not good at internal wars.

Now the people of Shu need the Silk Road. The soldiers at the border are fighting fiercely, so they need to support them and earn some money for the trip.

Mainly Chinese herbal medicines. Now snow lotus can be found, so they can be sold to pharmacies, along with other medicinal materials.

The new medical book lists all the medicinal materials at the source of the Yellow River, including animals, plants, and even minerals.

When the people of Shu take something away, they write down what it looks like and how much it is, press a handprint, and leave without giving a penny.

When they return to Shu, they sell it, buy something, and then send it back.

So far, no one from Shu has taken something away and disappeared.

The people of Shu on land give things, and there are more ships on the water.

Some rich families also buy things with money, and then go to the post station and spend money to send them to the soldiers on the front line.

For example, birthdays, child births, full moons, anniversaries, and weddings.

There will be people who pay to buy things for the soldiers, even if it is 20 kilograms of yam or 5 kilograms of raisins.

They paid the postmen themselves to send gifts to the soldiers for good luck and safety.

The postmen would send gifts to the soldiers in batches, one station after another.

The gifts sent by the people were not fresh fruits and pigs, nor live chickens and fish.

In most cases, they sent rice. When a rich family married a daughter-in-law, they would directly send thousands of kilograms of rice in sacks to the post station.

When the postmen encountered such a situation, they would find animals to transport it alone.

This is popular now. It is better to help others than to worship gods. The further the front line is pushed forward, the more stable the rear will be.

The soldiers guarding the two sides of the Yellow River felt this powerful force, and the baggage never stopped.

A ship stopped, and everyone helped to carry the things on it, and then loaded the local products they got.

"There are words on the sack, who can read? Take a look!" The soldiers who were carrying saw traces that looked like words.

"Clerk, clerk."

"Why are you calling for a clerk? It's too far. The accountant over there will tell you."

So a boatload of sacks was carried away to the place where the recorder joined the army, where a clerk weighed and recorded.

Every time something was recorded, it was to prevent embezzlement.

"Old Liu, look at what's written? Others put a note inside, but this one is written on the sack." The porter asked.

"Each household in Liujia Village, Wugong County, donated ten coins. Li Dongzhu only allowed ordinary people to donate this much. The twenty-six villages in Wugong County donated a total of 137,100 coins."

The clerk read it out, then took a deep breath.

"Where is Wugong County?" The soldier who was carrying the sack asked after a few breaths.

"Jingzhao Prefecture." The clerk raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes.

"Chang'an?" The soldier turned his head and looked to the east.

"What about this? Is this canned food?" Another person ran over and carried the sack. It was obvious that the things inside were not in order, and it was uncomfortable to carry.

The clerk looked again and read: "Chang'an Pig Farming Alliance, providing 12,000 canned luncheon meat, ship 0004."

"What kind of meat is luncheon meat? Can you open it and take a look?"

"Open one, it's all for us anyway."

"Open it, I'll open it."

"Is this luncheon meat? You can see meat inside, a lot of meat, and there's words written on the can. Lao Liu!"

The clerk took one: "It contains 90% meat, and the rest is starch, spices, and salt. It can be eaten directly, fried, roasted, stewed, and steamed..."

"Hurry up and take the chopsticks, eat one, it's all opened, try it."

"It's delicious, better than canned meat, how is this made? Take a bite, it's all meat!"

"I've never heard of the Chang'an Pig Farming Alliance, they're rich, 12,000 cans of stuff."

"There's more here, people from other counties in Jingzhao Prefecture have also donated."

"I know the word "fu" for anything in Chang'an."

"It belongs to the princess, to Princess Jinxian. It is said to be a donation of one thousand yuan. Here is part of it."

"Who is Princess Yongmu? Here is part of the eighty thousand pieces."

"I know that Princess Jinxian is Princess Yongmu's aunt."

"Then why does my aunt only have one thousand yuan, and my niece only has eighty thousand yuan? Where did Princess Yongmu get so much money?"

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"Qin Li, what's going on with Princess Yongmu?" In the main camp, Guo Zhiyun also received something and found that Princess Yongmu was too rich.

"The owner of Wentian Lanxiang Pavilion sells a small handkerchief for more than one piece." Qin Li told those around him who were qualified to know.

"What kind of handkerchief is so valuable?" Zhang Zhongliang knew what a handkerchief was, and he had one too.

"The handkerchiefs designed and made by the proprietor, as well as other things, including the Wentian Lanxiang Pavilion, were all built by the proprietor.

Princess Yongmu probably spent all the money she earned. As a woman, life is difficult, so she depends on her husband's family. "

Qin Li said in a weak manner that if you don't defend this place, you will be sorry.

"Then where does Princess Yongmu live on weekdays?"

Wang Junkui couldn't bear it. A woman had spent all her money.

"Of course I live in Lijiazhuangzi. The proprietor always cooks for Princess Yongmu himself and plays with Princess Yongmu." Qin Li said matter-of-factly.

"Qin Li, you have changed and become bad. Just say that Princess Yongmu is Li Yi's future... Ha!"

Wang Junkui stopped as he spoke, not daring to talk nonsense.

Zhang Xiaosong was curious and ignored other things and asked alone: ​​"Why is Wentian Lanxiang Pavilion so profitable?"

"When I came out, the profit was estimated to be more than 200,000 yuan. If I take 80,000 yuan, it doesn't matter. I'll be open for two days in ten days."

Qin Li looked at Wang Junkui and said, Wang Junkui was pitying Princess Yongmu just now, thinking that the money was gone.