He is a small merchant. Although he has traveled to and from Laizhou for many years, who would ask who drew the blueprint for the ferry
It would be nice to know under which county magistrate the ferry was built.
but…
Cheng Jiulang's heart moved, and he quickly said, "Maybe someone knows."
"who?"
Cheng Jiulang said: "Cheng has a friend, he is from Qingzhou, surnamed Qian, this Mr. Qian is a scholar, he has taught in the county school for two years, and also worked as an official in Linzi County and Qingzhou Governor's Mansion, He is not only talented but also well-informed, he may know things that I and other small merchants don't know."
Bai Shan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where does he work at this time?"
Cheng Jiulang said without changing his face: "He is not suitable for officialdom, so he is at home, but I think if Mr. Bai came to invite him personally, he should be willing to go to Beihai County."
He said: "Master Bai is different from other adults. In the past, when he talked about him, he also praised him a lot."
Although Bai Shan didn't know whether what he said was true or not, he was really happy, so he asked Mr. Qian's address and wrote it down.
Bai Shan went down to see Cheng Jiulang off again, hinting: "Today and tomorrow we will take a bath, and we will just go out for a walk, so we don't want to disturb the gentry and officials in Laizhou too much."
Cheng Jiulang understood, and immediately said: "Cheng understands, sir, don't worry, I will not reveal your identity."
Bai Shan expressed his satisfaction and invited him, "Next time if you go back to Qingzhou, you can make a detour to our Beihai County. This county treats you to seafood."
Cheng Jiulang responded with a smile, took his leave and left.
Bai Shan watched him leave, turned around and went upstairs.
Zhou Man looked at him happily and asked, "Who else do you want to see next?"
He slumped on the chair, shook his hand and said: "It's gone, I'm very tired today, I don't want to move."
That being said, in the evening, he still mingled with Zhou Man, who brought Daji and Xibing to the wharf and just finished work, or the day laborers who were still reluctantly waiting to be called, and asked them how much they earned every day. The amount of money, the type of goods to be transported, who has the most boats, who is the most generous, and other issues.
When the chat was over, the maltose in Bai Shan's hand was also delivered, and it was getting dark. He got up and stared blankly at the boats still floating in the sea for a while, then turned around and took Zhou Man's hand back to the inn.
Bai Erlang and Ming Da also came back from shopping, and he said to Bai Shan, "We have asked for you, the goods that go out from Laizhou Ferry are mostly porcelain and lacquerware, as well as cloth and furs."
"But the fabrics are mostly linen and cotton, and there are a lot of silks and satins, but compared with these, they are much less." Bai Erlang said: "In addition, there are gold and silver wares, wine, medicine and bronze mirrors. These messy things, there are all kinds of goods anyway, I asked the price, and many things here are cheaper than those in Qingzhou. The shopkeepers said that although it is only half an hour away from Laizhou City, the prices are different. , Many people come here from the city to buy things on purpose.”
"If they don't enter the city, they will pay less city entry tax."
Bai Erlang asked: "Then do you want to move the Beihai County Government to Longchi in the future? That way you can collect an extra tax?"
Zhou Man looked at him when he heard the words, and said, "This is too hateful."
Bai Shan couldn't help being happy, he glanced at Zhou Man and said, "I don't want to be hated for years like Master Fu."
Zhou Man argued: "I don't hold grudges! It's just... I can't help but say a few words."
Bai Shan: "Then find a way to earn it back from the Fu family?"
Zhou Man: "...don't talk nonsense, my second sister Fu and I are good friends."
Bai Shan smiled, and then said to Bai Erlang: "The wealth of the people is the wealth of the country, there is no need for the county government to compete with businessmen for a few profits, and you have also seen that things in this area are generally cheaper than those in the city, so The profits handed down by the county government will eventually go back to the hands of the local people.”
To put it bluntly, he set up the county government in Longchi and collected their city entry tax, wouldn't they add it to the price of the goods
Just like Man Bao when she was a child, County magistrate Fu collected her city entry tax, and she turned around and raised the price of candy to sell to Miss Fu, doubled the money she earned from the Fu family. Who lost and gained.
So it's better to loosen your hands, make it convenient for them, and let the local people get some benefits.
Mingda glanced at Bai Erlang and saw that he looked taught, but he didn't take it to heart, so he knew he didn't think deeply. She wanted to remind him a few words, but she thought he would not be released as an official. , I didn't think about it any more, and simply asked: "How about the book that Father asked you to write?"
Bai Erlang froze and couldn't speak.
Zhou Man and Bai Shan immediately looked at him, "How is your writing going?"
Bai Erlang curled his lips, and said displeasedly: "I just wrote a little bit, and I'm not very satisfied. I've already discarded it as manuscript paper."
Zhou Man stretched out his hand and said, "Show me."
Bai Erlang refused, "I haven't started writing yet, how can I show you?"
"Just read the manuscript paper."
"No!" Bai Erlang firmly refused.
Zhou Man narrowed his eyes, "That was written about me, why didn't you show it to me? Say, did you uglify me?"
"I don't!" he cried. "Am I that?"
Bai Erlang didn't vilify Zhou Man, he just couldn't help but write it truthfully, and then he wrote it so that he didn't look like a fairy.
He himself felt that the writing was not good, how could the gods be so stingy and greedy
He looked at Zhou Man with some dissatisfaction and said, "This book is too difficult to write. I don't understand why His Majesty asked me to write it."
Mingda: "You can write so well when you write Mr. Xiang. Man Bao grew up with you. You know everything about her. You should write better."
Bai Erlang shook his head sadly and said, "No, it's even more difficult to write."
Bai Shan couldn't help but said: "Whoever asked you to write about her, Your Majesty asked you to write about immortals, but only to describe Taibai in it as Man Bao."
Zhou Man: "Hey, isn't it mainly about me?"
Bai Shan and Bai Erlang said: "If you really can't write it, you can write whatever you want, keep Taibai's image, and I will write it!"
Zhou Man glanced at him, then looked at Bai Erlang, "Didn't you want to write Taibai's Down to Earth?"
Bai Erlang looked at Bai Shan: "So, can Taibai be abbreviated?"
After getting Bai Shan's nod, he lifted his spirits and cheered up, "Actually, what I want to write most is Wenquxing. Isn't Wenquxing going down to the earth to cross the calamity more interesting than Taibai's descending to the earth to cross the calamity?"
"Since that's the case, I'm going to let go of writing. Taibai is just a small supporting role. Well, you don't need to write it for me. It's just a few strokes. Isn't it the image of Manbao? Simple, round face, white skin , lively, that’s all, I can barely count you as gentle, walking around the world with a piano in your arms and a medicine box on your back?”
Zhou Man: "... I've brought it up a few times, so why do you write about me? Taibai came down to earth to show his face?"