Tibetan Sea Pearl

"Mr. Huang's family sells goods from the south to the north. This time when he comes to Guangzhou, he plans to import a batch of imported goods to Yanjing. Our white porcelain is also from the south. I don't know if we can catch up with him and let him Bring in a batch of white porcelain and sell it in Yanjing."

"I sell goods from the south to the north. I like tea from Anhui, silk from Suzhou and Hangzhou, and cotton cloth from Songjiang. These things are easy to transport on the road, and they can't be damaged when they arrive in Yanjing. Unlike our white porcelain, which is delicate and can't be touched on the road." No, it’s a long journey from Guangzhou to Yanjing, the carriage bumps all the way, and half of it is damaged when it arrives in Yanjing. It’s good to get half of it. Merchants who sell goods from the south to the north don’t like to transport porcelain the most, and there is Jingdezhen in the middle. Jingdezhen to Yanjing Beijing, the distance is half as close as Guangzhou, no businessman would look far away." Su Qing frowned.

"I can't transport it by horse-drawn carriage, can I go by sea? The boat is much more stable than the carriage, as long as there is no big storm." Su Yue helped to give an idea.

"Sea transportation is not impossible, but the distance from Guangzhou to Yanjing is long, and the freight alone will cost a lot."

"It depends on whether Mr. Huang is willing to pay the expensive shipping fee." Su Yue sat on the stone steps, resting her chin on her hands, with a distressed expression on her face.

Thinking of Mr. Huang with a bad face, he went to drink herbal tea, and gave him a big silver ingot of ten taels, and said that he was not short of money, yes, Mr. Huang was not short of money, and he could afford the sea freight, so See if he wants to come out.

Su Qing also thinks that it is not impossible. There is a deal in front of him and he will try his best to win it, although the hope is slim, "I know some fleets that do shipping business, I will go to inquire about the situation and see if I can see it for the sake of acquaintances." Now, can the shipping cost be cheaper?"

"Brother, you are amazing. I haven't seen you for a few days. You are familiar with the shipping fleet."

Being praised by her own sister, Su Qing raised her lips, and the corners of her mouth turned up into a beautiful arc, "We businessmen, we can't just keep the shop, we have to learn to deal with all kinds of people. If you want to transport the goods out, you must deal with carriage dealers and fleets, and if you have acquaintances here, it will be much easier to do things."

Su Qing imitated the usual tone of shopkeepers, and looked serious. At first glance, he really looked like someone's shopkeeper or accountant, but if you looked carefully, you would find that there was a youth at his age in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. Bitter and immature.

"Brother, you are becoming more and more like a shopkeeper."

Su Qing held her head high, and raised her hand to stroke Su Yue's hair.

A bright moon, as round as a jade plate, hangs over the courtyard, casting clear light in all directions. Next to the emerald green plantains, the shadows of the brothers and sisters are elongated by the moonlight and coated with a layer of silver light.

Su Yue was thinking about how to sell the Su family's white porcelain to Mr. Huang, and make people willing to pay the expensive shipping fee.

At noon on the second day, not long after Su Yue's herbal tea shop opened, Mr. Huang came. This time, he didn't bring those unsatisfactory subordinates with him, but only the shopkeeper.

Su Yue sat at the door of the tea shed, waving a big cattail fan, and greeted people, "Mr. Huang, drink for another five days, and you won't have to use it anymore. Your face will be completely healed."

The little girl thinks that people come too often?If it weren't for this rotten face, who would want to drink this bitter herbal tea, Mr. Huang cast a sideways glance at him, and found a wooden stool in the tea shed to sit down on.

Su Yue called out to Hong Jiao, "Bring tea to Mr. Huang."

When the herbal tea was brought to the table, Su Yue sat down on the seat opposite Mr. Huang with a smile on her face, and asked her colleagues, "Where is Mr. Huang from?"

Mr. Huang glanced at him angrily, "Jin merchant, where are you talking about?"

The little girl sat across from him, her big almond eyes were crooked with a smile, she felt that this little girl was a little abnormal today, she didn't look like she was usually indifferent, so she waved her big cattail fan and told people that she was looking for a stool to sit on.

"Mr. Huang said that his family is a Shanxi merchant, so he must be from Shanxi." Su Yue asked and answered leisurely, "Where is Shanxi, Taiyuan?"

The shopkeeper standing under the eaves replied with a smile on his face, "It's Taiyuan, Shanxi."

"Speaking of which, Taiyuan is quite close to Yanjing, but there is Shaanxi in the middle."

"Little girl knows geography?" A little girl knew these geographical names at her fingertips. Mr. Huang straightened his back, sat upright and raised his head.

"Know a little bit." Su Yue said, "Speaking of which, my family is also in business."

Mr. Huang wandered around, quickly ventilated the surrounding area, and glanced around the teahouse built of broken wood. There were a few dilapidated wooden tables and stools, a stove for fire, a copper pot, and a not-so-witty Tea-making maid, is this also called business?

Su Yong ignored the surprise and contempt that flashed in others' eyes, and continued, "There is an ancestral white porcelain kiln in my family. My family is in the white porcelain business, and the shop is opposite Deyue Tower."

Mr. Huang has also been to Deyuelou. How could he not go to Deyuelou when he came to Guangzhou? He never noticed any porcelain shop opposite Deyuelou. conspicuous.

"Young master sells goods from the south to the north, and our white porcelain is also from the south..."

Hearing that Mr. Huang almost jumped up, the abnormality is a demon. The little girl is smiling and taking the initiative to chat with people today. It turns out that she is asking for something, "Now that blue and white porcelain is sold, who wants white porcelain? Except those who don't pay attention A countryman. Besides, you asked me to transport a batch of white porcelain from Guangzhou to Yanjing. It took a lot of money for the freight alone, which is obviously a joke."

The big shopkeeper under the eaves winked at his young master, meaning to tell him to be more careful in his words, and to refuse it politely, the other party is still a little girl.

The little girl fanned her fan again and again, her slender and thick eyelashes blinked with the fan, and her clear eyes were full of childlike purity.

After all, she is still a little girl who doesn't know the world. Most of the little girls her age live in the boudoir and don't know the world. Mr. Huang thought of his own little sister, who is about the same age as her, and there are no fewer than ten women and maids who only serve her. , goat's milk and bird's nest are coaxed every day, and they still think this and that all day long, and the goat's milk is too fishy and the bird's nest is too greasy.

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"Hey!" Mr. Huang sighed silently, and cast a sidelong glance at the person opposite.

The skin is like snow, the blue silk is like Dai, but there is no jewelry on the whole body. There is a row of white lilac flowers on the hairpin. The lilac flowers may be picked in their own yard. How can the little girl have money to buy flowers and wear them? After coming down, Mr. Huang confirmed his thoughts even more. The little girl is short of money, and very short of money.

If you are short of money, you will be short of money. "A businessman values ​​profit most". As a Shanxi businessman, he has deeply grasped the essence of this sentence.From Guangzhou to Yanjing, there is Jingdezhen in the middle. He can take a batch of white porcelain from Guangzhou to Yanjing, unless his brain is kicked by a donkey.

Mr. Huang was making calculations in his heart, only to hear the person on the opposite side sigh quietly, "The capital will be moved soon, and this southern capital may be abandoned in the future."