Republic of China small businessman

Huang Mingyou chatted with Old Master Bai for a few words. The old man was friendly and always smiled when he spoke.

Xie Jing pricked up his ears to listen to them.

Old Master Bai was probably really tired. After drinking a cup of tea and resting for a while, he turned around and asked Xie Jing, "How long have you been here, but what kind of work did your ninth master tell you?"

Xie Jing was tense at that moment, not knowing how to answer, she opened her mouth twice but did not utter a word.

The old man was amused by him, patted his arm and said: "It's okay, just chat casually, if you can't say it, just don't say it."

Huang Mingyou was also happy at the side, smoothing things over and saying: "Old man, don't tease Xiao Xie, this kid is honest, he will take your words seriously, look at the sweat."

Xie Jing poured tea for Old Master Bai, waited on him with lowered eyebrows, and climbed up the pole Huang Mingyou handed over, without saying a word.

Old Master Bai knew that there were many capable people in their east courtyard, but this was the first time he had seen a gourd with a saw-mouth like Xie Jing.

In particular, it is an exceptionally beautiful saw-mouth gourd.

Old Master Bai came alone this time, with only Huang Mingyou and a few guards with him, the rest were not brought with him, and he was not notified. Xie Jing wanted to accompany him to the Bai family business for a rest, but Old Master Bai also shook his head and refused, smiling: " I haven't been here for many years, so let's go around and see what Heihe looks like now, and you don't need to inform other people, I will go to the store to find you in a few days."

Xie Jing nodded in response, and then tried to use Huang Mingyou's address and asked: "The old man hasn't been to Heihe for a long time. This winter is different from previous years. There are many foreign businessmen, and the local ones are also messy. Why don't I find a guide to accompany you?"

Old Master Bai asked with a little interest, "Oh, who is it?"

Xie Jing: "It turned out to be my uncle. People call him Kou Laosan. He is a master, can drive, and is familiar with the market in Qinghe and Heihe. If the old man needs me, I will let him find you tonight." He said Then he added, "It's just my own relatives, others don't know about it, the old man can rest assured."

The old man Bai nodded, accepted his kindness, and left the address of the hotel where he stayed.

After finishing a pot of tea, Xie Jing sent the old master Bai and Huang Mingyou to the door. It was inconvenient to salute outside, so he stood with his hands folded for a while, watching them leave.

The old man Bai led the people to go far away, and a guard beside him approached the old man and said something in the old man's ear. The old man looked back at the corner, and he really saw the young man standing like a pine, still sending him off in an orderly manner.

Old Master Bai shook his head with a smile, and said, "Bai Jiu has some skills, and picked up a good boy."

Huang Mingyou shyly said: "Old man, that's not what he said. Master Jiu treated him with care and taught him well!"

Old Master Bai glanced at him: "I forgot, you are also from the East Courtyard, so it's no wonder that you vent your breath through one nostril."

Huang Mingyou was grinning, not annoyed at all, rather proud of it.

The ones from the East Hospital are absolutely extraordinary.

At night, Xie Jing really called Kou Laosan to come.

Kou Lao San has been doing business as a border trader all year round. He was born and bred, and he knows the Heihe area very well, especially his son Kou Peifeng, who was saved by Xie Jing at the beginning, and now he is taken to the provincial government to work with Xie Jing. Their father and son obeyed Xie Jing's words .Kou Peifeng is also a person who knows how to be grateful. Whenever he writes to his home, he always mentions Xie Jing's various help. Kou Laosan also knows how much his son is, and hopes that Xie Jing will help him a lot. Xie Jing said, He came right away.

Xie Jing didn't say who came, but repeatedly told Kou Laosan to be meticulous and thoughtful in doing things.

Kou Laosan said: "Xiao Xie, don't worry, I will take good care of this distinguished guest, but you sent someone to send a message so suddenly, I didn't find a horse at hand, I just made do with a big green mule, Is this going to work?"

Xie Jing took a look. Kou Laosan's green mule in front of the black-covered cart was tall and strong, with brand-new iron palms nailed on it, and his breath was loud. When he touched it, he immediately shook his head.He nodded and said: "That's fine. They also have a carriage, but it's the style of a foreign country. This mule carriage may be even less eye-catching when traveling. Third uncle, you bring the carriage in. If you want to use it, I will pay for the carriage and double it." here you are."

Kou Laosan refused, and declined, "It's just a few days of work, it doesn't matter, I just want to be my third uncle to help you."

Xie Jing didn't argue with him too much, and told him to pay attention while walking, Kou Laosan nodded repeatedly.

Xie Jing paused, and said in a low voice: "Third Uncle, if the distinguished guest has any movements, you can go to the teahouse and give Xiaoer a few coppers, and send me a message. You don't have to say it clearly, just tell me where you are going."

Kou Laosan asked, "Why?"

Xie Jing said: "Business matters."

Kou Laosan suddenly thought that Xie Jing was just guarding against these foreign businessmen hoarding goods, and immediately nodded: "Should be, I will definitely help you pay attention!"

Taking advantage of his inattention, Xie Jing put a bag of copper coins and a few silver dollars on Kou Laosan's cart, and sent him to the hotel where Mrs. Bai and his party were staying, watched Kou Laosan go in from a distance, and then left.

The next day, when Old Master Bai went out, he really used a mule cart with a black awning.

There are many mules and carts on the street here, which blend in and are not conspicuous.

If it wasn't for Kou Laosan's message, Xie Jing would not be able to find out where Old Master Bai went.

The old man seemed to be walking around randomly, and bought a lot of medicinal materials and special products. He even bought a few jars of the most popular local shochu—all of which were new shochu produced by Heihe Distillery this year.

Xie Jing got the message, she lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, she returned to her usual expression.

Since he and Bai Mingyu dare to do it, they are not afraid of things being exposed.

Anyway, under the banner of Master Jiu, when Master Jiu knows, the matter has already been settled, at most he will go back to the East Court to receive the punishment.

Master Jiu took them so well, he didn't talk about Bai Mingyu, only him, and he wouldn't move the board.

Swear at most and close the firewood room for a few days.

Xie Jing had made up his mind, and was not worried anymore. He still stared at the Oriental businessman on the interface as before.

On the other side, in the hotel.

Old Master Bai asked the guard to open a jar of new wine, sniffed it habitually, but frowned slightly.

Huang Mingyou knew that Qinghe Baijia's shochu was of the highest quality, and he stretched his nose to smell the aroma of the wine, when he suddenly let out a "huh", moved closer and slapped it with his hands, and asked in confusion, "Why doesn't this wine smell like wine?"

The old man Bai asked someone to pour two glasses, and tasted it with Huang Mingyou. The old man did not change his expression after drinking it, but Huang Mingyou's face turned red, and he grinned and said, "It's so hot, this wine is strong, like burning a knife in the mouth, but it doesn't How weird is the aroma!" He took another sip and put it down, "No wonder this one is the cheapest one on the street, it's colorless and fragranceless, and it burns your mouth."

Old Man Bai slowly swallowed the wine in his mouth, put down the cup and said, "This is vodka, the wine in Russia is like this, it's different from our northern land."

Huang Mingyou asked suspiciously: "I saw a lot of this kind of wine on the street today. The Heihe Distillery is all produced by machines. If it is sold to the other side of the river, it will make a special batch. This vodka is all over the street...is there too much? "

Old Man Bai said slowly: "We have been on the street for a few days, when did the wine become more abundant?"

"Nearly two days."

"Where is it produced?"

"This is all Heihe Distillery."

"When we went, there were not many jars left. I took a closer look. The kid from Qinghe Bai's family had some guts. He hired people to go back and forth, and actually attracted several wineries to make this vodka together." Bai The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "He dared to make so many wines, so someone wanted them. Such tricks are nothing more than attracting other wineries to follow the trend of mass production."

Huang Mingyou was puzzled: "Since there is a business, why should it be distributed to other families?"

Old Man Bai dipped his finger in the wine, wrote a word on the table, nodded and smiled at Huang Mingyou.

Huang Mingyou poked his head over to look, and there was a word "wine" written on it.

Old Man Bai tapped the table with his knuckles, and said in a deep voice, "He wants wine."

Baijia firm.

In the small building in the courtyard, only one room on the second floor was lit, and it was pitch black outside.

Xie Jing was wrapped in a thin cotton robe and sat on a chair, reading the letter from Bai Mingyu by the kerosene lamp.

Bai Mingyu was so courageous, he went to the other side of the river by himself, and used the semaphore to pass the message back and forth, and it was compiled into this letter in Xie Jing's hand. There was no nonsense in it, and it was all exciting news.

Bai Mingyu said in the letter that in Manchuria, the price of a barrel of vodka is 7 rubles, but when traveling to Lake Baikal, the cost alone is as high as 60 rubles a barrel, and he took the two compradors given by his elder brother Bai Mingzhe all the way. , I went to the Irkutsk region, and all the wine I brought was sold out, where the price of vodka was 80 rubles per barrel, and everyone was fighting for it.

"...The farther you go west, the more expensive the price of wine. I heard that in some places it is as high as 100 rubles or more. I will take people to check the news and contact you in time! The business and winery are entrusted to you. You know what I mean. If you have any questions, just ask my elder brother. Remember, you need alcohol, a lot of alcohol!"

Xie Jing looked at the letter, the semaphore couldn't convey more, and only the shortest words were used to describe it, but the information was enough.

Xie Jing was very emotional. He calculated that if it was 60 rubles a barrel, they would have made ten times the profit backhanded. The news that Bai Mingyu sent was really exciting. If it was true, they would have made twenty times the profit!

Not to mention other things, only the machines of the Heihe distillery are running day and night, and the profit of hundreds of thousands of silver dollars is enough to buy and sell with one hammer.

Xie Jing quickly calculated the time in his mind. If he remembered correctly, from this winter until the beginning of spring next year, around June and July, it will slowly shrink. The profits of these few months... He breathed a little In a hurry, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be concealed, with a happy look.

Xie Jing was thinking about it when she suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, followed by the door being pushed open a little.

There is a nursing home in the courtyard of the Bai family business. Since the last time he encountered a gangster, Bai Mingzhe has spent a lot of money to protect the safety of the business and his family. Therefore, Xie Jing never thought that someone would suddenly enter the small building. After reading the letter, he stood up and shouted, "Who?!"

The door was pushed open at one corner, and slowly opened a little, revealing a slender figure standing outside.

The visitor was dressed in a white cloak, tall in stature, the man had handsome eyebrows, thin lips as light as water, just standing there was full of aura.

Xie Jing was stunned for a moment, first he was overjoyed and then a little flustered, clutching the letter in his hand and carrying it behind his back, he shouted: "Master, why are you here?" He hurriedly pulled away the chair and invited Master Jiu to come in.

Master Jiu took his seat, his eyes paused on Xie Jing's face for a moment, then he looked down, looked around and said in a low voice: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Xie Jing pretended to be stupid: "Huh?"

Master Jiu pulled his arm and pulled the person closer to touch his hand. The letter paper pinched in his hand was exposed little by little. Xie Jing simply sat on his lap, with his head resting in Master Jiu's arms.

Master Jiu ignored him, opened his fingers, took the letter, unfolded it, scanned it, and laughed lightly after reading it.

Xie Jing didn't dare to raise her head, and buried herself in his chest and called out to him in a low voice.

Master Jiu hummed, pinched his chin with his fingers, looked up and said: "It turns out that I underestimated you and Bai Er. You came to Heihe not for fun, but to do something big."

Xie Jing's face turned red. I don't know if it was because of Jiu Ye's words, or because of Jiu Ye's fingers pinching his chin. Seeing other people, he still made a fuss about it, but now seeing Jiu Ye, his head is in a ball Muddy, he just played a fool, rubbing his head on his shoulder lightly, begging for mercy in a low voice.

Master Jiu laughed: "What are you doing, how old are you, and you're still playing tricks."

Xie Jing snorted softly: "I was young before, so I don't know this."

"When you grow up, you can play tricks?"

"Grandpa taught me."

Jiu Ye's eyes were dim, and he reached out to touch his cheek.

Xie Jing tilted her head, rubbed against his palm, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Master, don't be angry, I just want to see if I can do it. I want to do something to help you."

Master Jiu stared at him for a while, and his tone slowed down a bit: "Say it, what I heard is that if you dare to speak sweet words again, you will be punished."