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　　 Seven of the Eight Great Bandits-Fan Xiaoshan

　　As soon as the sun rose from the horizon, the wooden planks on the Henglong gate were removed by the man.

　　 Fan Xiaoshan, who had not closed his eyes overnight, crossed the threshold and let out a long sigh of turbidity as he watched the morning sun in winter.

　　 A tall camel rattled its nose in front of him and passed by the shop slowly while tinkering with the food in its mouth.

　　 Looking at the Mongolian sitting among the humps, and then at the camel team, Fan Xiaoshan's pupils shrank, and a smiley face was pushed out and said, "The guests are going to exit?"

　　 The Mongols snorted, did not answer, and did not stop their camel team, and walked slowly in the direction of the rising sun.

　　 The guy saw that his owner was humiliated, and was a little angry. He was about to catch up and argue with the pickled Mongolian, but was stopped by Fan Xiaoshan.

　　 "Come back, this time I didn't wince, and I can't blame others for ignoring me."

　　The man took a closer look at the cargo carried on the camel, and sneered: "My boss, the camel is all sheepskin!

It is worthless! "

　　 Fan Xiaoshan clicked his mouth and said: "Everyone knows that cowhide is more valuable than sheepskin, but we don't know that we make more money from sheepskin than cowhide."

　　 Hearing this, the man hurriedly came over and lowered his eyebrows and said, "You teach children."

　　 Fan Xiaoshan whitened his mate and said: "It is your master and your treasurer who can improve your skills. Ask me what to do with these things."

After 　　 said, he went into the sheep soup restaurant on the opposite side with his hands behind his back.

　　 In the cold winter, there is a bowl of hot mutton soup, and then soak the hot pancakes that have just been baked. After a bowl of stomach, all the energy and spirit will come back.

　　 Today is different. Fan Xiaoshan ate a bowl of mutton soup and two pancakes. His heart was still cold, and he couldn't get warm.

A middle-aged man with a short beard came over, took a lamb hoof from his bowl and put it in the empty bowl of Fan Xiaoshan, sat down opposite him, and said with a grin: "I will eat with me again. !"

　　 Fan Xiaoshan was indifferent, did not look at the person in front of him, but lowered his head and pulled out a dry pipe from his waist, filled the cigarette, and took out a piece of red carbon from the stove. After lighting the cigarette, he clicked and smoked.

　　 Wang Dengku saw that Fan Xiaoshan was indifferent, and then took a kit from his waist and threw it on the table, saying, "Try it, the best yellow smoke."

　　 Fan Xiaoshan glanced at the pipe, spit out a mouthful of smoke and said, "Why, the dry smoke outside your mouth doesn't fit your mouth?

　　 Changed to the Yungui Road? "

　　Wang Dengku buried his head in the meal and listened to Fan Changlu’s harsh tone without explaining until he ate a bowl of mutton soup with pancakes. Then he wiped his mouth and smiled: “Yellow smoke is also produced under Changbai Mountain!”

　　 Fan Xiaoshan was taken aback. He looked around and saw that there was no one else in the shop except the busy shopkeeper. Then he stood up and said to Wang Dengku, "Go and talk elsewhere!"

　　Wang Dengku smiled, carefully wrapped the lamb hoof in the bowl with a handkerchief, and followed Fan Xiaoshan out of the lamb restaurant.

　　 The two walked out of the small north gate one after the other, Fan Xiaoshan thought for a moment, and then walked up the wall along the crack in the broken city wall.

　　 There are no soldiers on the wall to guard. Wang Dengku pointed to the guard in the arrow tower in the distance and stared at the guardian of the two of them, and said to Fan Xiaoshan: "These two people are also the ones who eat our meals."

　　 Fan Xiaoshan faintly said: "Ning Yuan won a great victory. His Majesty the Golden Man was hit hard. Now the soul has returned to heaven. Everybody, Belle and Belle, are all staring at the boss with red eyes. It is estimated that we will not be used for some time.

　　 Our majesty has issued an order not to allow us to do business with the Jinren. If this continues, it will be extremely difficult for you and I to eat a bowl of mutton soup. "

　　Wang Dengku smiled and said: "Huang Tai Chi, Huang Tai Chi, Emperor Jin Guo gave this name to his son, and he is going to let him take over the throne.

　　 This person has been dealing with us all the time. This person is capable and open-minded. Has he ever missed us a penny or two?

　　 Now there is a rumors about the fact that dragons seized their daughters. Where did it come from, don’t you know? Do you believe in such nonsense? "

　　 Fan Xiaoshan glanced deeply at Wang Dengku and said in a low voice, "Who gave you such ample confidence?"

Wang Dengku carried one hand on his back, and the other hand pointed to Beijing City Road in the southeast direction: "The emperor likes to be a carpenter. After being the emperor for seven years, he has been a carpenter for seven years, leaving all the political affairs to the eunuchs. Heaven's punishment was attracted, and tens of thousands of people were turned into fly ash in a loud noise.

　　 Do you think it can be saved? "

　　 Fan Xiaoshan said nothing, but stared at Wang Dengku in a daze.

　　 Wang Dengku continued with a smile: "Since the implementation of "Opening China and France", you and my brothers have grown grain here to supply military rations for the imperial court, in exchange for the salt, and then go to the salt farm to get a profit.

　　 For so many years, we have not failed the imperial court, and the food supplied has supported the soldiers of the nine sides, but how much have we profited?

　　 You Fan Xiaoshan guards the ancestral Changlu Salt Farm, drying 60,000 quintals of salt every year. How much do you have in your hands?

　　 It's a big joke to say, I get salt from the sun, and I need to exchange it with food. Is there such a reason in this world?

　　 You know the salt merchants in Jiangnan.

　　 Xiaoshan brother, where are we? Riding a camel in the snowy desert, you can only get a small profit all year round. Isn't it because our brothers have no one in the middle?

　　 can only earn a little bit of labor money!

　　 I have had enough days like this. It will be over tomorrow, and it is time to change the dynasty.

　　 Brother Xiao Shan, hold your thighs as early as possible, take advantage of where the Jinren still has us, and work harder and make more money. After the Jinren enters the Central Plains in the future, we can also be as rich as Jiangnan salt merchants! "

　　 Wang Dengku got more and more excited when he talked about it. At the end, he actually raised his arms and waved, and he was very excited.

　　 Fan Xiaoshan slowly climbed down the city wall, and left without looking back.

　　 Wang Dengku shouted loudly on the city wall: "Brother Changlu, success or failure, tell me the truth!"

　　 Fan Xiaoshan stopped and looked back at Wang Dengku on the city wall and said, "It's up to you to decide everything. My Fan is the only one who looks ahead."

　　 Wang Dengku hurriedly slipped off the wall of the city, took a few steps to catch Fan Changlu's sleeve and said, "You are the backbone of us."

　　 Fan Xiaoshan sneered: "You even dare to deal with camel customers that I refuse. I think it's best to take you as the mainstay!"

　　Wang Dengku opened his mouth and said: "Where do you dare..." Halfway through, seeing Fan Changlu's face even more angry, he quickly said: "There are only five thousand catties of fine iron."

　　 Fan Xiaoshan said: "Which line did you go?"

　　Wang Dengku whispered: "Go to the west exit!"

　　 Fan Xiaoshan furiously said: "Is it going to kill tigers in Shanxi or Guanzhong Fugukou?"

　　 Wang Dengku accompanied a smiling face and said, "It's Fugukou!"

　　 Fan Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on a large rock and pointed to Zhangjiakou.

Wang Dengku, listen to me. You must follow this trip and tell Huang Taiji that our goods can only be sent to Tumed Mongolia. From then on, we will be outside Fugukou with Tumed Mongolia. It is not our business as to how he and the Mongols deliver. "

　　 Wang Dengku smiled bitterly: "Where do I qualify to meet Huang Taiji, Brother Fan, you have been admired by Nurhachi, you can only go out, only then can you have the chance to see Huang Taiji.

　　 Why don't we go to your store and discuss it slowly. It's freezing cold here, so it's really not a good place to discuss things! "

　　 Fan Xiaoshan sighed and said, "When you speak here, no matter what you say, you will be blown away by the wind. Talking in the house, I am afraid that there will be an extermination."

　　 Wang Dengku said: "My generation is a merchant!"

　　 Fan Xiaoshan said: "Da Ming is so bad..."

　　 Wang Dengku smiled and said: "Nowadays, I can only put money in my eyes, and the Emperor of the Zhu family still can't put it in my eyes.

　　 As for the common people, it’s just another emperor, even if it is Emperor Taiji who comes to the Central Plains to be the emperor, it’s better than Emperor Zhu’s! "

　　 Fan Xiaoshan shook his head and said: "You only saw Lu Buwei happily using the emperor as a merchandise business, but you didn't know that Lu Buwei had the power to dominate the world. In the end, it was inevitable that Lu Buwei would get a knife in the neck.

　　 It's not clear about the situation in this world.

　　 Originally thought that Nurhachi could beat Ning Yuan with a big victory, but who knew that Ning Yuan had become his life-death.

　　 Do things safely...

　　 Merchants of my generation are unprofitable and cannot afford to be early. If we are to be loyal to the emperor and love the country, who will love us?

In today’s Ming Dynasty, the emperor’s political affairs were neglected, too lenient with the scholars, and too strict with the common people, the peasants could not bear the tyranny, riots one after another, the boiling water pot was like lively, pressing the east, the west, pressing the west and east Start again, one day I won't be able to cover this lid.

　　 Everyone says that the merchants of my generation can't afford to be early because they have no profit.

　　 For so many years, I can see clearly that those champions in the court, those who have a scholarship background are national thieves.

　　 They don’t care about this country, so don’t blame me Fan Xiaoshan. They don’t benefit the country and a dime, but they pay a lot of money.

　　 does not emphasize the survival of the Han people, but only cares about the private life of the family.

　　 Not to mention that I am a person who seeks small gains and forgets the righteousness. In these years, people who keep talking about the righteousness are really righteousness?

　　 What righteousness, there is no money to put in your arms at ease! "

　　 After saying these words, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Fan Xiaoshan seemed to run out of energy, staggered into the small north gate, slapped the city wall hard, and a brick was slapped off by him. He squeezed the brick and shattered the blue brick.

　　 Fan Xiaoshan laughed up to the sky, pointing to the wall of Zhangjiakou and said to Wang Dengku: "This should be built by the Tian Shenglan family?"

Wang Dengku smiled and said: "The construction of the city guards was undertaken by Liang Jiabin, Tian Shenglan, Zhaitang, and Huang Yongfa. They used thirty thousand taels of public money and 300,000 taels. The guard here asked the emperor for 600,000 taels. Three hundred thousand taels were dropped.

　　 When building the city, these four companies gave artisans a generous amount of money, and the people also made money, and everyone was happy. "

　　 Fan Xiaoshan almost cried and said, "So it's so rotten like this, no one cares about it from beginning to end..."

　　Wang Dengku saw that Fan Xiaoshan was in a bad mood, so he stepped forward and helped him to walk forward slowly.

　　 Fan Xiaoshan smiled and pointed to Wang Dengku and said, "Would you like to drink?"

　　Wang Dengku frowned and said, "I actually don't understand. You and my brothers have long been wealthy. Why do they still live so frugally?

　　Sometimes even I can’t figure out why I should wrap a lamb's hoof with a handkerchief and save it for lunch..."

　　 "It was hard for ancestors to accumulate money..."

　　 The sun has risen unknowingly, and the sun shines selflessly on everyone, even if Wang Dengku and Fan Xiaoshan are also bathed in the sun.

　　 The camel team has disappeared on the horizon. It won’t take long for the five thousand catties of fine iron to be turned into the most sophisticated long knife or arrow by the blacksmith. These things are all weapons of murder!