Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 345 Shopping malls are like battlefields

Things are getting weirder.

The loss of goods at the wharf was just the beginning. The porters in Yingtianfu began not to pick up the goods carried by Jiaduobao. Although the porters were insignificant, without them, Song Qingshu would really have to look at the piles of goods in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, many local companies that originally cooperated with Jiaduobao Company suddenly regretted it, refused to admit it, and owed a large amount of payment for the goods. Then, the rumors about Jiaduobao Company in the market also became more and more serious. Even the traffickers and pawns knew that Song Qingshu was not a good guy, and his status as the commander of the begging army was actually pulled out. What's more, the local government began to cause trouble.

Groups of arresters came to "inspect" it was a trivial matter, but the county magistrate of Jiangning County actually sent someone to warn them that they were going to close down several shops of Jiaduobao Company.

For a moment, it seemed that the entire Yingtian Mansion was against Song Qingshu.

"This is troublesome, how is this possible? Two bitches have so much energy?"

On the third floor of Yushu Tower, Ruan Dacheng was like a sleepy beast, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and he kept circling back and forth. Things were really tricky. In the past few days, Wu Weiye, the censor of Jiangnan Road, actually wrote a letter to the court, listing the number Song Qingshu's several major crimes require the court to arrest him immediately.

To be honest, if it had nothing to do with me, even if he had invested a few hundred thousand taels in Jiaduobao, Ruan Dacheng would have left immediately. However, Wu Weiye did not forget to include him in his memorial to impeach him for colluding with eunuchs. The party doesn't say anything, but colludes with bandits, and its heart can be punished.

Even Qin Hui had a few friends, not to mention that Ruan Dacheng had a bad reputation, but he had a lot of friends and money. When the memorial arrived in the capital, he also got the news.

It was a bit like the "Liudu Anti-Riot Public Announcement" that almost expelled Ruan Dacheng at that time, which was full of storms, even more massive, and approached the public enemy of the people.It really felt like besieging a city. Song Qingshu sat on his big chair in distress. For the first time, he didn't even know who the enemy was.

It's just that he doesn't believe Kou Baimen, Dong Xiaowan, these two chicks on the Qinhuai River can have such great energy, and they will be famous in later generations, but now, the two of them are just two of the more famous prostitutes on the Qinhuai River , are also two hard-working people, and they are not worthy of people like Wu Weiye to stand up for them.

But, who is it!

Song Qingshu's mind was suddenly reflected in the Longping Hou's mansion that he met on the pier when he came here.

After all, although I and Longpinghou have never masked each other, Jiaduobao and Liang Zi of the Hou's Mansion have grown up. After all, in the past, Beihuo had to be taken care of by Longpinghou, and Song Qingshu relied on his relationship with the guard, so he was not a bird at all. He, now more than [-]% of the goods from the north are transported to Yingtianfu by Jiaduobao. Speaking of it, his loss is definitely not small.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu's mind suddenly lit up, and he stood up nervously.

"Old Qu, go and get the account books, pick out all the shops that have lost their accounts with us, and list all the owners behind them!"

"Marshal, what is this?" Ruan Dacheng couldn't help looking over nervously, but Song Qingshu ignored him and opened a ledger by himself.

"Shunyi Hall, owner Zhang Fuxing."

"Wei Dongpu, the owner of Wei Mian."

"Xinghe Nanbei Shop, the owner Xing Tianli."

"Chen Family Restaurant, owner Chen Daxiang."

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After all, it is at the level of a big boss, and the shop is very busy. In the time of a few incense burns, a dozen or so masters from Shanxi made a list of what Song Qingshu wanted. After looking around, Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing, and casually threw the book on the on the table.

"I know who it is!"

"Oh? Which nobleman?" Ruan Dacheng hurriedly asked, but Song Qingshu couldn't help but sneer.

"Fart nobles, if it's not as expected, they are those Yangzhou salt merchants!"

On one bill, a lot of people's names are formed into a circle. The biggest commonality is emblems!

Ruan Dacheng was confused when he heard this, and couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "Marshal, it's impossible, how can a group of businessmen have such great energy?"

"Don't underestimate businessmen!"

I have to admit that most of the world in later generations is a capitalist society, and the election of the United States still needs the support of a large consortium!Multinational corporations can even control the political power of small countries, so where is this?
Moreover, Song Qingshu also wanted to know where he was having trouble with the salt merchants in Yangzhou, and the matter had to be said to King Fu.

King Fu asked Emperor Wanli for [-] tans of salt, and turned the Central Plains, which eats the salt in the east of the river, and a part of Guanzhong in the north of Shanxi, into the Huai salt area. Merchants and Shanxi merchants mostly operated in Hedong salt. By the time they also invested in Lianghuai salt industry, Huizhou merchants had won most of the market.

But here Song Qingshu turned a corner. Fu Wang led his two thousand dans of salt to his unlovable son-in-law. Song Qingshu didn't know much about salt and didn't manage it himself. His own allies, several major Shanxi merchant families in Shanxi.

These days, the salt government has long been corrupted. Yanyin is actually just an admission ticket. The annual salt tax is only about one million taels of silver. When the population of Daming is calculated to be [-] million, the average person cannot eat a penny of salt. In fact, it is possible to sell tens of millions of tons of salt by thousands of tons of salt. In name, it is Lianghuai salt. In fact, Shanxi merchants don’t need to go to the Lianghuai salt field to get salt, just get the Hedong salt directly.

This is simply an extremely huge cake. If it is lost like this, how can the Yangzhou salt merchant not hate Song Qingshu's teeth itching!

This is not over yet. When Song Qingshu came to Xin County, he had the idea of ​​private tea. This is also the main field of Huizhou merchants in this era. Although Song Qingshu only wanted to sell it outside the customs, but because of the interests, the northern merchants still tried their best to smuggle it to other places. , The corner of Huizhou merchants was dug out again.

Adding one piece, almost tens of millions of taels of profit can be pried away every year. This time Song Qingshu came to Yingtianfu, and the rear of Yangzhou came to make troubles. How can those Yangzhou salt merchants bear it?
Kou Baimen and Dong Xiaowan were just a coincidence, these salt merchants had long wanted to do it, and they had the strength!
According to calculations made by later generations, about one-third of the annual salt merchants' profits are squandered, one-third are stored, and one-third are used by traffic officials to build roads and bridges, support scholars, and earn fame. There was originally the title of Confucian merchants, and the children of Huizhou obtained more fame than Shanxi merchants, Shanxi merchants and other merchants.

In the Qing Dynasty, the salt tax of the Lianghuai salt industry alone was more than 1000 million taels, and the total income was naturally much more than this. The impact can be imagined.

Hearing Song Qingshu's analysis, Ruan Dacheng was dumbfounded. He was born in the orthodox Donglin. Although he has been in business for the past two years, he looks down on traditional businessmen from the bottom of his heart. When the stakes are revealed, the bearded man turns pale and trembles. , and even stammered a bit when speaking, said inconceivably.

"This, this, is this salt merchant really so powerful? Then, how should we deal with it?"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help showing a sneer on his face, knocked on the table, and said coldly.

"Hmph, how to deal with it, he wants to play dirty, so let's play dirty!"

"Shi Lang, prepare the car and go to the Shanxi Guild Hall in Zijin Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)