Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 22 Buying and Selling Korean Ginseng

Zhao Wen led Fan Zheng to the parking place, and Zhao Wen unloaded a sack from the cart.

"Master Fan, here is Korean ginseng!" Zhao Wen opened the sack and took out a few bearded Korean ginseng from it.

Fan Zheng's eyes lit up, he took Korean ginseng from Zhao Wen, and put it under the sun to watch.

"Tsk tsk tsk, 50-year-old Korean ginseng is a good thing." Fan Zheng held a piece of Korean ginseng that was as thick as three fingers, and praised it.

"And not just this little bit. It's all in the whole sack."

Zhao Wen put the sack down, like pouring a white radish, poured out all the Korean ginseng inside.

Fan Zheng looked at the Korean ginseng on the ground with a distressed expression, and said regretfully, "This is Korean ginseng, not white radish, so be gentle."

Fan Zheng squatted down and rummaged through the Korean ginseng with his hands.

"My God, century-old Korean ginseng, this is a divine product!" Fan Zheng said excitedly, holding a Korean ginseng as thick as a child's arm, trembling all over.

Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng who was very excited and didn't take it seriously. Although these Korean ginseng were good, but to him, that was all there was to it.

Holding the Korean ginseng, Fan Zheng said excitedly, "Sell me all these Korean ginseng. You can see the price."

"You want all these Korean ginseng?"

These things can't be eaten as food, why buy so many?Even if it is sold, there will not be too many people buying it. After all, there are too few who can afford such an expensive thing.

Fan Zheng narrowed his eyes and said, "You think I'm joking with you?"

"Uh, I dare not dare. I'm just curious, so much Korean ginseng, you won't need much if you buy it back. Besides, you can't eat this thing all the time."

"Why do you care so much, you can just sell it to me. Just tell me the number." Fan Zheng tightly held the Korean ginseng in his hand.

"Then this number?" Zhao Wen tentatively stretched out five fingers.

"5000 taels of silver, not expensive, really not expensive!" Fan Zheng nodded repeatedly.

Damn, I meant 500 taels of silver, not 5000 taels of silver.However, since you think 5000 taels of silver is not expensive, then 5000 taels of silver, after all, you are the eldest brother, you have the final say.

Fan Zheng called to a follower next to him, and said in a low voice, "Go to the shop and get me some brocade boxes. You are bringing dozens of people. These Korean ginseng must be delivered to the shop safely. "

Fan Zheng couldn't be blamed for being so careful, after all, there was so much Korean ginseng that couldn't be measured in silver at all.This thing can save lives, how much is a life worth?How much are these Korean ginseng worth?For these Shanxi merchants, nothing is more valuable than their lives.

Now there is a lot of trouble building slaves in Liaodong, and the way back to the pass from there has basically been cut off.Nowadays, Korean ginseng from other countries is rarely brought in.Although the Fan family has started to do business with Jianu in recent years, there are still very few Korean ginseng available.After all, Jiannu is not a fool, and he understands the truth that rare goods can be lived in.

Because Korean ginseng is getting less and less, Korean ginseng is priceless in the entire Ming Dynasty.

Don't underestimate these Korean ginseng, it's of great value.

Now that the Fan family has got so many Korean ginseng, let alone selling it for money, if they put these Korean ginseng in brocade boxes and give them to those high-ranking officials in the court, it will be much better than money.

Fan Zheng just saw the value of this, so he bought all these Korean ginseng in one go.

Fan Zheng tore off a strip of cloth from his body, and carefully wrapped the century-old Korean ginseng in his hand.

Century-old Korean ginseng has always been hard to come by, and even a whisker on it is worth a lot of money.

Fan Zheng cautiously put Korean ginseng into his arms, then took out ten banknotes from his sleeve, and said, "Here are ten banknotes, each of which is 500 taels, and they are banknotes from my Yuanfuxiang bank. They only recognize bank notes but not people."

Fan Zheng didn't ask Zhao Wen where these Korean ginseng came from, after all, it was his source of income.This way of cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents, Fan Zheng is still sure of this.

Zhao Wen took the bank notes with a smile on his face, smeared some on his fingers, and counted them from a box.

Zhao Daniu stared straight at the bank note in Zhao Wen's hand, and said bewilderedly, "I'm so tired, my darling, if all these 5000 taels of silver notes are exchanged for silver, how much would it cost?"

Zhao Wen put the banknote into his bosom, and continued: "What about these furs?"

Fan Zheng walked to the side of the cart, looked at the fur on the cart, frowned and said, "Did your fur get wet in the rain? Some of them are moldy. If they are not moldy, they are still worth some money. If they are moldy, they are worthless." It's worth it."

Zhao Wen said with embarrassment: "It's raining a little."

When it rained before, in order to protect these Korean ginseng, Zhao Wen wrapped the sack containing Korean ginseng with fur.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so moldy.

"Okay, let's do it. I see that my brother and I hit it off right away, and I can't let you take these goods back. How about this, I want all your furs. I'll give you 500 taels of silver, what do you think?" "Fan Zheng said.

As soon as Zhao Wen heard that Fan Zheng was about to spend 500 taels of silver to buy these furs that were not in good condition, he immediately waved his hand excitedly and said, "Deal!"

Not long after, the servant who had run back before led a large group of people running over, holding a large stack of brocade boxes in their arms.

Fan Zheng took a brocade box made of red sandalwood, took out the century-old Korean ginseng tree in his arms, carefully put it in, and then closed the brocade box.

"Hurry up and pack these Korean ginseng for me, otherwise, be careful of your skin." Fan Zheng pointed at the Korean ginseng on the ground and threatened in a cold voice.

"Brother, then I won't bother you, I'll take my leave first! Oh, by the way, if you still get Korean ginseng in the future, you must remember to look for me." Fan Zheng cupped his hands at Zhao Wengong and led a large The gang left quickly.

Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng who was leaving, turned around and said, "Do you think we should exchange all these bank notes for silver, or keep them?"

"It's all in silver, these small pieces of paper don't feel very solid!" Zhao Daniu hurriedly said.

Wang Qi also nodded, agreeing with Zhao Daniu's opinion.

Zhao Wen pointed at Zhao Daniu and scolded with a smile: "You are a bastard, what is the difference between this banknote and silver?"

"The difference is huge. Anyway, I always feel that this piece of paper is not solid." Zhao Daniu said in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhao Wen waved his hand, and then walked forward.

Zhao Daniu pulled the horse and followed behind Zhao Wen, staring at the people around him vigilantly, for fear that a thief would come out suddenly and snatch the money from them.

Zhao Wen tried to find Yuan Fuxiang's bank account after several rounds in the Zhang family's mouth.

"My lord, are you borrowing money or..." A servant saw Zhao Wen walking in and hurried over to ask.

The boy saw that these people were dressed in ordinary clothes, and the clothes on their bodies were also very ordinary coarse linen clothes, so he thought they were here to borrow usury.

Zhao Wen looked at the smiling boy and said, "I'm here to exchange money. This is your bank note from Yuan Fuxiang. Exchange it for silver."

Zhao Wen pulled the boy into a corner, took out the eleven bank notes from his body, and whispered.

The boy's eyes were straight, he looked at the bank note in Zhao Wen's hand, and thought to himself: people nowadays are weird, they have so much money, but they like to wear such shabby clothes, I really don't know what to think.

Although the boy thought so, he didn't care about anything else.Although Shanxi merchants have a bad reputation in history, their reputation is still guaranteed. It is one of their principles to never inquire about the source of customers' money.

The boy picked up the banknote and said, "My lord, please come with me."

The servant took Zhao Wen to a small house.

A few quarters of an hour later, Zhao Wen called Zhao Daniu and others to come in, carried out the linen bag containing the silver, and put it on the cart.

Before putting it away, Zhao Wen took some silver from it, put it in a cloth bag, and hung it on his waist.After all, it will be more convenient when shopping later.

"My God, so much money. This is a fortune!" Zhao Daniu jumped up excitedly looking at the tightly packed hemp bags on the cart.

Zhao Wen looked at the extremely excited Zhao Daniu, and said, "Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid of being heard?"

Zhao Daniu hurriedly covered his mouth, and looked around vigilantly.

"No more, no less, a total of 500 taels of silver." Zhao Wen patted the burlap bag on the car with a smile on his face.

"Follow me. Since we have earned so much money today, we should spend it well. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time to visit Zhangjiakou?" Zhao Wen patted the cloth bag hanging on his waist like a Like a local rich man, he swaggered ahead.

The reason why Zhao Wen was so bold and put the silver in the sack directly on the cart was because he had two big black stars pinned to his waist, plus the 56 and a half of Zhao Daniu and Wang Qi behind him, Zhao Wen was confident that he could Handle all emergencies.Besides, if he didn't say that the bag contained silver, who would know?
Zhao Daniu followed behind Zhao Wen, muttering in a low voice: "Isn't it good to save so much money? Why spend it?"

Zhao Daniu is a typical small farmer thinking. After earning money, the first thing he thinks about is not how to spend it, but how to save it.

In fact, in the entire Ming Dynasty, there were quite a few people like Zhao Daniu.

Not only in the Ming Dynasty, but also in later generations, many people have the same idea as Zhao Daniu.

Zhao Wen swaggered to the door of a clothing store with a cloth bag in his hand.

"Guest officer, what do you need?" A boy in bunts ran out and said with a smile.

Zhao Wen walked into the clothing store, looked at the various styles of clothes in it, and said proudly: "Wrap up all the clothes we can wear in your house, I am not short of money!"

"What? Wrap it all up?"

The boy opened his mouth wide, looked at Zhao Wen dully, and thought: This guy must be crazy, he doesn't look like a rich man.

Zhao Wen looked at the boy with disbelief, and clapped the cloth bag in his hand.

"Bang dang bang dang!"

The sound of the silver in the cloth bag colliding directly hit the boy's heart, and the boy immediately put on an extremely flattering expression, flattering him and said: "Guest officer, please wait a moment, I will go to the shopkeeper, you want too many things I can't be the master."

"go quickly!"

Zhao Wen waved his hand, and then turned around in the clothing store, looking at the clothes in the clothing store.

At this time, several strong men in the clothing store who were choosing clothes heard the sound of the silver hitting and the conversation between the two, they turned their heads and stared at the cloth bag in Zhao Wen's hand, with a strange and greedy light in their eyes.

"Which guest officer wants to buy all the clothes in my store?" A middle-aged man in a gray robe came out and asked excitedly.

"it's me!"

Zhao Wen looked at the shopkeeper and roared with pride.

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