Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 591 Capital Rush
When September came, the weather in the north became more and more bad. When Beijing began to comb ditches and prepare pickled cabbage and radishes, the newly established Tianjin Mansion was very lively.

Tianjin Prefecture is composed of Tianjin Sanwei, so it is also called Tianjin Wei. It has six counties under its jurisdiction, and its governing place is Dagu Town near the Bohai Sea.

Customs, shipping, and the establishment of the government have completely made Tianjin prosperous, and there is an endless stream of merchant ships traveling from south to north.

Once the sea transportation is familiar with the sea route, the merchants will sniff and move forward, especially during the window period of heavy snow in the north, the merchants can't wait to go south for the winter and send off the last trip.

Official ships, merchant ships, cargo ships, fishing boats, etc. were piled up at the wharf, and the tax collectors were so busy that they didn't touch the ground, sweating profusely in the sea breeze.

"Young master, please slow down, be careful of slipping your feet."

Tang Jiashu stepped off the boat and saw the busy Tianjin wharf, where officials, merchants, boat owners, women, children, and handymen flocked in an endless stream, creating a bustling scene.

"Thank you!"

Seeing the leaves under his feet being swept away by the old man, and seeing the cleanliness of the ground, Tang Jiashu breathed a sigh of relief.

It was the first time I took a sea boat to go north, and I couldn't help but feel emotional when I was trembling, it was too fast.

"My lord, in this way we can study in peace for half a year."

The servants on the side also lamented its speed and smiled happily.

The canal will also freeze, especially after reaching the Shandong section, it is even more difficult to move an inch, half a month's journey can take two or three months.

Although the Bohai Sea is frozen, it can continue to pass through in a month and a half at most.

"Walk--"

Tang Jiashu nodded slightly, and brought a group of followers to the palace.

This trip to Beijing City is for the examination in March of the fourth year of Shaowu, Chunwei.

The bustling Fucheng is not inferior to Jiangnan, but it is a little more rough and less soft.

"Master, the master has gone to the capital, and you can entrust me to handle all your affairs in Tianjin Mansion."

The shop steward sat in the carriage and spoke respectfully.

Tang Jiashu nodded, and said: "The capital is not in a hurry, I will stay in Tianjin for a few days to enjoy the prosperity of this place."

The sound of grunting ruts rang beside his ears, and he closed his eyes, but Tang Jiashu heard something different.

"Ok?"

He has known about the family business since he was a child, and is no stranger to textiles. At this time, the carriage is driving on the road, and he can even hear the sound of locomotives.

"Tianjin learned from the south, but where can there be silk and cotton?"

Tang Jiashu suddenly opened his eyes: "Uncle Xiang, are there many weavers in Tianjin?"

"Not much."

Xiang Lao San shook his head, and said without hesitation: "If we talk about weavers, there are quite a few of them in Beijing. There are many pieces of weavers, but they don't weave cotton like us, but wool."

"I bought it from a tartar, and weaving it with great enthusiasm. I heard that it is a military uniform. As long as it is produced, it can be sold. A woolen sweater among the people can cost two or three yuan!"

"Wool?" Tang Jiashu shook his head. Where can we raise sheep in the south? Isn't it good to grow cotton?

wrong--

"How come there are wool weavers in Tianjin?"

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong here.

"Turn left in the carriage and stop in the alley."

With a command, Tang Jiashu's sensitive nerves were touched, and he wanted to know the reason very much.

Such a loud voice can be heard on the street, so its scale must be not small.

It is unusual to be able to open a large textile factory in the north.

Soon, the carriage stopped, and following the sound, a group of people walked slowly, and finally came to a wide courtyard.

"My lord, someone is watching!"

"No hurry!" Tang Jiashu said calmly, "It must be important, so we have to find out."

Fortunately, the steward at the side was a bit quick-witted, suddenly thought of something, and said: "My lord, I heard that the Chai family in the north of the city opened a big weaving farm, and it caused a lot of jokes last month. Now it seems true."

"is it?"

Tang Jiashu's face showed deep thought: "Now it seems that things are getting better."

He didn't rush in.

The next day Tang Jiashu led a group of servants, holding a name card, and begged to see the rich man Chai.

Sure enough, the Chai family is also a business, and the principle of making money with kindness prevents him from offending people easily, so he can only open the door wide to welcome guests.

After laying the groundwork for a while, Tang Jiashu declared his intention for coming:

"Your family has set up a weaving factory in the south of the city. Forgive me for being stupid. Tianjin has no raw silk, no cotton, and even no wool that is newly popular. Isn't your family at a loss?"

"But when I see you next time, I will be very busy, which makes me curious."

"Hahaha, it's nothing."

Chai Gui shook his head and said with a big laugh: "I heard that the young master is going to Beijing to take an exam. I think you just need to pay attention, and you will be able to understand."

"I might as well tell you."

"Although there is no cotton in the north, there are many in the south. It takes half a month to get there by sea boat. Although it is a bit more expensive than your local area, it is not a problem. It saves a lot of travel and offsets the trouble."

"The loss of a catty of cloth or a catty of cotton is more than ten times the difference!"

Hearing this, Tang Jiashu suddenly realized, but felt incredible.

It is strange and unimaginable to transport cotton from the south of the Yangtze River to the north, textile in Tianjin, and sell it to the whole of Shandong, North Zhili, and Shanxi.

"Hey!" Chai Gui suddenly laughed lowly at this moment: "Besides this, there is another advantage, but it has benefited a certain person. Forgive me for not being able to speak, my nephew should go to Beijing to have a look!"

"Nephew, there will be more and more venues set up in Tianjin. I just rushed too early."

Tang Jiashu was taken aback, and after thinking about it, he brought tea to see off the guests.

Helpless, he had no choice but to leave.

Enough has been said.

Thinking of this, he lost all thoughts of playing in Tianjin, and hurried to Beijing.

After some investigation and unannounced visits, I finally got a general idea.

"ZTE machine?"

Tang Jiashu murmured, at this moment he was truly shocked.

The efficiency has been increased several times, and one machine is more powerful than three machines, and the labor and time saved are difficult to estimate.

"No wonder, no wonder we're going to Tianjin to open the show. The cotton in Jiangnan, the labor in Tianjin, and the market in Beijing. How can we bring all these advantages together?"

"Quick, hurry up and ask the master to come."

Tang Jiashu immediately thought of this opportunity to bring the family to a higher level, and hurriedly ordered.

Mr. Tang is getting old, he was a little surprised when he heard his son say this, and said helplessly, "I've heard about this machine too, but it belongs to the royal family, and you have to pay for it."

"Our family has no connections, I'm afraid there is nothing we can do."

"Can't it be copied privately? It's just the other way around."

Tang Jiashu said disapprovingly.

"Don't talk nonsense, I heard that some of them didn't abide by the rules, and they were directly ransacked by Jin Yiwei, and the whole family went to Taiwan to farm."

Mr. Tang said in fear, "Those gangsters are cannibals."

"Then let's pay too."

(End of this chapter)