Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 365 Conception
Li Xiangjun and Dong Xiaowan escaped at the wrong time. These lucky boats were converted into luxury cruise ships. Song Qingshu just wanted to get a foothold in the entertainment industry. When these two superstars were pushed out, they disappeared, making Song Qingshu The star-making project had to be shelved again.

If Yangzhou Salt Merchant and Donglin Fushe want to find him some bets, it’s not Yangzhou Salt Merchant and Donglin Fushe. I don’t know which big mouth spread the word. The two girls got lost. In less than two days, Almost everywhere along the Qinhuai River, there are chattering scholars spreading word of mouth about vulgar warriors with no virtue, and the two singers finally ascended to the top, full of gloating.

Even those business rivals in Yangzhou who are rich, fed and have nothing to do even compiled this into a Kunqu opera, telling vividly about a vulgar warrior who was sent to the south of the Yangtze River during the Tang Dynasty, and forcibly occupied two local fairy-like figures. Then the two angels fell in love with a certain wit who came to the general's mansion. After a series of fierce palace battles, the wit and the beautiful woman finally went away, and the vulgar warrior was able to fetch water from the bamboo basket in vain.

Obviously alluding to Song Qingshu.

This is not what makes him the most angry, but what makes him most angry is that there is no intellectual property rights these days. His Canghai Travel Agency has just opened for a few days, and the two salt merchants surnamed Wang and Bao in Yangzhou immediately began to follow suit. Two travel agencies in Hongxiufang also opened in Yingtianfu, but they are not that powerful. They got such a large-scale lucky boat, and directly replaced it with the original painting boats on the Qinhuai River, and also organized a few-day sea tour.

In particular, the Anhui merchants' connections in the south of the Yangtze River are obviously wider than their own, and the Qinhuai singing girl who originally painted boats still has her own benefactors. Once their travel agency came out, the business of Song Qingshu Travel Agency, which was obviously run off, dropped a lot.

Fire in July.

North Korea this year, and even Huguang, are even more turbulent. North Korea, which was saved from annihilation with the help of the whole country of the Wanli Dynasty, formally surrendered under the offensive of the Manchu Qing a few months ago, and has been playing a role behind the Manchu Qing. Pidao, the base camp of Dongjiang Town, which was used as a diversion, finally fell. This is thanks to Yuan Chonghuan. Originally, when Mao Wenlong was there, Dongjiang Town could always threaten the rear of the Qing Dynasty with sea power, and even Nurhachi had to leave a large part of his troops for defense The bandits sweeping his rear.

As soon as Mao Wenlong died, the Manchus who let go of their hands and feet immediately marched westward on a large scale in Mongolia, and immediately broke through the side wall and invaded the capital. In this way, Yuan Chonghuan's death is not wronged. After killing him at the wrong time, after Yuan Chonghuan and Mao Wenlong whimpered one after another, Pi Dao's restraining effect has become more and more inferior. Fortunately, it is completely gone. Hou Jin can now devote all his strength to attack the Ming Empire at any border defense thousands of miles away.

The north is bleak, but this Jiangnan still maintains abnormal prosperity. At noon, the port is full of off-air merchant ships, and porters are constantly shuttling, carrying goods from south to north under the sun. At the wharf, they moved onto the boat. At this time, more than a dozen jeweled and luxurious painting boats sailed out of the Qinhuai River amidst cheers, and also sailed along the Yangtze River to the East China Sea.

"Do business, flesh and blood, bah!"

It was also a farewell at the port, and Song Qingshu spit sourly while looking at the painting boat going away. Seeing his appearance, Tang Ruowang was wrinkled with a smile on his face, and he raised his voice to persuade: "Song Jiaoyou, God taught us to humble!"

"God will punish this group of bastards who stole people's ideas later on, and the ship will capsize in a short time!" With another depressed curse, Song Qingshu came back to his senses immediately, and clasped his fists at Father Tang again.

"For this trip to Macau, please ask the priest. No matter how much money you spend, as long as you know how to build artillery and ships, you will all be invited back!"

Next year, whether against the peasant army or against the Manchu Tartars, the war will become extremely cruel. The current ups and downs in the country have given Song Qingshu a sense of oppression. If he wants to keep half of Daming, there is no A good ship is definitely not good, so Tang Ruowang was arrested by him again as a coolie and sent to Macau to recruit all kinds of Western craftsmen, especially shipbuilders!

Fortunately, Tang Ruowang was used to being caught by coolies. Although he couldn't watch himself getting up in the cathedral in Nanjing with his own eyes, but helping Song Qingshu, that is, helping him preach, and carrying the burden, he could only smile wryly and clasped his fists.

"Song Jiaoyou, I can only say that I will do my best. After all, those who come to Macau to settle down are not very talented. Most of them are shabby settlers who can't live in their hometown. Some local ship repair factories and engineers are not so easy to find. Macau No, the old man will go to Luzon, in short, try your best!"

"Thank you, Father!"

In Song Qingshu's gift, Tang Ruowang once again set foot on the merchant's cargo ship to Fujian. Recently, he has also started business contacts with Guangdong and Guangxi merchants. The Guangzhou branch of Jiaduobao Bank also opened, and Tang Ruowang will not worry when he arrives there. No money.

Now there are more than 20 lucky boats in Longjiang Shipyard, half of which have been built, and millions of taels of silver have been invested. Song Qingshu ordered to dismantle them again, changing the bottom of the boat to a pointed one, so as to better cut into the sea. Increase the speed, lower the center of gravity, cancel the towering ship building on the top, and only open a stern compartment of more than one meter at the stern to accommodate people and enter the lower plywood. Those old shipwrights also gathered together to design The new ship type is to meet the needs of ocean going, but if the technology is not in place, Longjiang Shipyard will not be able to exert its maximum production capacity for a day.

Watching Tang Ruo look in, Song Qingshu really wished that he could bring back the boatman or the design drawings tomorrow. After watching Tang Ruo for a long time, he sighed and walked back with the guards.

"Master!"

"Hello there!"

On the way back when Song Qingshu came back, all the porters at the wharf humbly saluted and greeted him. Now Dong's family is not only a celebrity on this wharf, but also their big boss.

After cooperating with the Marquis of Longping, Song Qingshu couldn't stand the mess on the pier. In order to compete for business, the four gangs lowered prices and viciously competed with each other. In the end, no one made any money. Bastard, Song Qingshu simply integrated all these porters and set up a terminal transportation company, and the original porters became employees.

In the past, they had to starve if they didn’t live, but now they are paid monthly. The dock workers can’t wait to worship the big sketch of Song Qingshu hanging on the wall of their lounge.Although the loading and unloading price has increased a lot after the unification, the merchants have not complained much. Originally, they had to be wary of petty theft. Now, Yingtian Loading and Unloading Company’s warehouse, transportation, and guarding are all integrated, and the service is better than before. The savagery and roughness of the old man has improved a lot, and it has made their business much smoother.

However, this moving company is not so perfect. Turning back from the front, Song Qingshu didn't wait to leave the pier to go home on the official road, and pulled him back with a burst of crying.

"This, what's going on?"

Next to the pier is the small office building of Yingtian Loading and Unloading Company. At the entrance of the lobby, a half-grown child sits on the ground and cries loudly. He is the general manager of the loading and unloading company, and he should be in charge of the employees, but after all, this guy also has a criminal record, so Song Qingshu came in with a sullen face.

"Ah? I've seen my boss!"

He was afraid of Song Qingshu to the bone, "Wu Dalang" quickly bowed, and then slapped his thigh with an oops: "Master, the younger one is also in trouble. This kid is called Zhao Gouwa. His father turned out to be a porter at our pier, but before now In a few days, let the cargo box be smashed to death, his family of orphans and widows will lose their livelihood, this kid wants to make up for our moving team!"

"But Marshal, you have stipulated that you don't need to be under the age of 16! This kid is only fourteen, you see, can you accommodate me?"

It's all up to me!Seeing that dark, short and thin boy crying and hugging his thigh again, Song Qingshu also had a headache.

"No, the rules are the rules! If you want to make this a rule, then make a rule, what is the difference from the current government, and you must not break it like this."

Fortunately, Caiwei was in Anqing, otherwise she would be crying like a loving mother, but it was indeed pitiful to look at this child, and after thinking about it again, Song Qingshu finally nodded with a bright light in front of his eyes.

"How about it! The big shopkeeper is trying to recruit some accountants. If there is such a child, send him to study, and the general manager will give him a living allowance of one or two silver a month!"

"The commander-in-chief is truly a bodhisattva!" Wu Dalang immediately flattered him, and Song Qingshu quickly put on a straight face after listening.

"Okay, pay more attention to safety in the future, you go back and think of an agreement, if there is a death or injury during the handling process, the customer will bear part, the company will bear part, and add it to the contract!"

Ignoring "Wu Dalang"'s sad face, Song Qingshu hurried out of the company's headquarters after he settled the matter. Today, he had a few more ideas lingering in his mind.

The first is the hospital. These days, Chinese medicine shops are everywhere, but there is no real general hospital. It cannot be said that the Chinese medicine of the ancestors is useless, but after all, there are some things that Chinese medicine can’t help, just like the child’s father, saying It was death by crushing, Song Qingshu estimated that it was wounded by crushing at most, but there was a lack of good enough surgeons, so he died.

Not only surgery, another major group of obstetrics is also almost zero. These days, many women do not understand hygiene measures at all, making it like hell for women to give birth. This is why Song Qingshu has not had children until now. He I don't want to have a girl who will do anything good or bad.

If your legion and company have hospital guarantees, morale and loyalty will probably be improved a lot, right?

The other is insurance!These days, the risk of traveling north and south is much higher than that of later generations. Not to mention, take the travel agency as an example. The first time I went out, there was a guy who insisted on feeding the sharks. As a result, he fed the sharks himself, which made the travel agency You still have to lose money. If you collect a sum of insurance money before each departure, if something goes wrong, the compensation for the travel agency will be much lower, and there will be an additional channel for generating income!

Thinking about it, Song Qingshu became impatient again, urging Shi Lang to speed up the car again and again, he wanted to rush back to write the plan, but he hurried all the way, and when he reached the gate of Zijin Mountain Bieyuan, he was stopped by someone.

"Commander He, why did you have the time to come to me today?"

Jumping off the carriage, Song Qingshu asked in astonishment, only to see that Zuo Jin Wang He Jin's old face was twitching like an old pumpkin, and he cupped his fists sadly and bowed to himself.

"Marshal, the last general is here to give you a gift!"

(End of this chapter)