[Red Mansion] Master Jia Dadi

The endowment of the world, half of the salt benefits.

The salt industry can be said to be the main tax of a country. Since the previous dynasty, the salt industry has been government-run. If ordinary traders want to sell salt, they must have salt imports. It's private salt.And this official salt has to be divided into two, one is handed over to the court, and the other is bought and sold by oneself.

Jia She and his party had already reached the door of the shop.

Chen Jiu forced a smile on his face, "What's so interesting about this salt shop, the salt shop in Yangzhou is no different from the salt shop in Beijing, my lord, we might as well go to other places to have a look."

Jia Amnesty stopped, his face moved.

When Chen Jiu saw this, he struck while the iron was hot and said: "And the elder doesn't know, this salt shop belongs to the Chen family, and the shopkeeper and the servants are all judging others, we don't have to take that kind of anger."

"That's the case." Jia Amnesty lengthened the ending, as if he had changed his mind.

Chen Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to speak.

Jia Amnesty raised his feet and walked towards the salt shop.

Chen Jiu didn't come up in one breath, almost choked up, and quickly chased after him, "My lord, aren't you going?"

"Go, why don't you go?" Jia She said to Jia Lian: "Although our Rongguo Mansion is not as good as the emperor's relatives in the capital, we are also four kings and eight princes. There is no reason why we dare not even go to a salt shop."

He played the arrogant dude vividly.

Jia Lian also said cooperatively: "Yeah, I didn't want to go to see it at first, but since Chen Jiu said so, if we don't go to see the Chen family, it seems that we are afraid."

The father and son sang together, as if they had rehearsed in advance.

Chen Jiu had to know that his exaggeration would cause this kind of effect, he promised not to say a word, and now he regretted so much that he wanted to slap himself twice.

With that said, everyone had already walked to the front of the Chen Family Salt Shop.

The salt shop sells nothing more than salt, so the store is not big, but it is very clean and tidy, with bags of salt placed in the center of the store.

The shopkeeper saw Jia She and his party at a glance, and came out with a smile on his face. He wondered in his heart, why did these masters and young masters from rich families come to this salt shop?

Although he was muttering in his heart, the shopkeeper still served him respectfully.

Jia Amnesty quickly resolved his doubts. He touched a handful of salt, asked the price, pointed to Jia Lian and said, "My son has grown up in the inner courtyard since he was a child, and he rarely goes out this time. It’s rare to get out of the capital, so naturally we should let him see it.”

Nuonuo, the shopkeeper, said yes.

Chen Jiu stood on the sidelines all the time in fear, lowered his head, and didn't dare to say a word.

Where he didn't pay attention, Jia Lian kept looking at him, making his father show that kind of attitude, just who is Chen Jiu.

After leaving the salt shop, Jia Amnesty seemed to be tired from shopping, and Chen Jiu thoughtfully said, "My lord, there is a tea house nearby. My lord can just go and have a rest, and I'll call a carriage."

After Chen Jiu went to call the carriage and left, Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian went to the teahouse.

Zhao Er and Zhao San were waiting outside, and Jia Lian couldn't help but said, "Father, I found out that Chen Jiu has a problem with his hands. Chen Jiu is obviously a man in his 30s, but the skin on his hands is very tight, and Just now he prevented us from going to the salt shop of the Chen family."

Jia Amnesty: "You're clever, so if you can guess his identity, then I'll teach you how to read and test characters."

"Really!" Jia Lian's eyes lit up. He has been thinking about the word Jia She explained to Jia Min last time, but he still can't figure it out. Go ask his father. Jia Lian's heart was itching to stare at him. In order for Jia She to teach him this skill, he behaved very well these few days.

"Of course, a gentleman's words are hard to follow." Jia Amnesty didn't know what to think of, and there was a strange smile on his face.

"That's good." Jia Lian rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to work hard.

As soon as Chen Jiu opened the door and came in, he saw Jia Lian's astonishingly bright eyes looking at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he forced out a flattering smile, "My lord, the carriage is ready."

Jia Amnesty nodded, "No rush, drink tea first."

He picked up the purple clay teapot, poured Jia Lian a cup of tea, and gave Jia Lian a look to calm down.

Jia Lian lowered her head obediently.

"You should have a cup of tea, too." Jia She said, pulling out a teacup, and green tea flowed out from the spout of the teapot.

Chen Jiu drank it without thinking.

Jia Lian's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

The carriage hired by Chen Jiu was under the teahouse. Although the distance from here to Lin's Mansion was not too far, it was more comfortable to take a carriage than to walk.The roads in Yangzhou are neat and tidy. As soon as Jia Lian got into the carriage and leaned against the side, he began to feel a little sleepy.

The eyelids were fighting up and down, and after a while, Jia Lian fell asleep, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing this, Jia She helped him over and let him rest on his knee.

Suddenly, the carriage was pulled to a stop quickly, the horse neighed, and Jia Lian almost rolled to the ground, but fortunately Jia Amnesty pulled him in time, so he didn't hit anything.

Jia Lian lifted the curtain angrily, "What's going on?"

The coachman pulled in the reins, and said loudly: "The officers and soldiers ahead are searching for people, just wait a few people."

Search people!Jia Lian suddenly became interested and jumped off the carriage.

Jia Amnesty also seemed very interested, and got out of the carriage immediately, Zhao Er, Zhao San and others hurriedly chased after him.

Zhao Er went to inquire about it, and when he came back, he said, "It is said that the home of the magistrate of Yangzhou was stolen, and now the yamen servants have surrounded the road, so they won't let them pass."

Jia Lian muttered: "It seems that the security in Yangzhou is not very good. We have only been here for a few days, and we have met twice in a row."

While talking, he observed Chen Jiu's expression intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Jiu seemed to notice it, and smiled at him.

"Let's go, don't look, go back." Jia She turned around and returned to the carriage, with an imperceptible clarity on his face.

Jia Lian was a little unwilling, but Jia Amnesty had already boarded the carriage, so he couldn't stay to watch the fun.

The coachman flicked the reins and was about to move on.

But they saw several yamen servants in green clothes and soap hats walking towards them.

"Stop!" The leader of the Yamen yelled.

The coachman dared to confront the yamen servant, so he quickly took the reins and got off the carriage.

Chen Jiu's body froze, his breathing became short of breath, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Is there something wrong, Master Guancha?" the coachman asked in a trembling voice.

"We are searching for thieves, you can't leave this carriage." The yamen servant said in a deep voice.

Jia Amnesty's eyes swept across Chen Jiu's body, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.