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The Ming history textbooks of later generations also listed Fan Wenju as one of several important figures in modernization, and it was still the kind that ranked very high. The history teachers of later generations also introduced Fan Wenju with great expressions during lectures. With a discerning eye, after seeing the steam engine for the first time, he immediately started to promote it vigorously, and first completed the factoryization of Dongjiang.
But today's Fan Wenju is still loyally surrounded by a feudal landlord class, and even Mao Jue doesn't know that this guy is so vigorously promoting steam engines, but the subtext in his heart is.
That's great, saving manpower, and finally being able to persuade farmers and let everyone go to farm.
History, always unintentionally, blooms brilliantly. When Mr. Fan is pinching his chin and thinking happily, waiting to arrange the mine's manpower to open up wasteland, heavy production lines, new levers one after another, one after another The new eccentric runner was also pushed out amidst the roar, and once again became the raw material for building this steel heart.
The chicken-and-egg cycle begins in Dongjiang!
3Chapter 17. Sophisticated Dongjiang tour
The ninth year of Chongzhen passed slowly in a miasma.
I don't know when, Tieshan became another important business point after Jiangnan. Every year when the New Year's day is approaching, there will be big merchants from the capital, and many nobles. A piece of cold waters, and then disembarked on this land, to buy.
The purchase content of these Shan merchants gradually changed every year. At the beginning, they only bought some special products in the Northeast, such as ginseng, mink fur, deer antler and other luxury goods, which were brought to the nobles for enjoyment. The obligatory sucrose is also sold back from here.
Later, after marrying Yu Le'er, he reached a cross-regional cooperation with Yu Dacheng, the governor of Denglai, and contracted tens of thousands of acres of cotton fields. All the women in Dongjiang were dragged into textile factories, and Dongjiang became a major textile factory unknowingly. The place of origin, Dongjiang cloth also unknowingly defeated Shaanxi cloth and Zhejiang cloth, occupying a lot of shares in the capital.
Lao Cheng is such a cloth merchant from the capital.
Since his grandfather's generation, the blue cloth shop opened by his family in the capital has been selling Shaanxi cloth, and it is already a century-old cloth shop.But since the end of Tianqi, there have been thieves on the other side of Shaanxi, and the business routes have been intermittent, and the cost has gradually increased, forcing him to come to Tieshan.
And this Tieshan, he is the first time to come.
The year before last, Lao Cheng's fellow villagers in the Shanxi Guild Hall imported a batch of cloth from Dongjiang. Although the quality is not as good as those of Shaanxi cloth, it is more than enough to satisfy the bulk, especially the price is only two-thirds of the current cloth price. It is also a little more expensive than in the Taiping years, and the shipping fee is much less. This price moved him.
To be honest, the Ming Dynasty only had the budding bourgeoisie, but did not grow a bourgeoisie. It deserves it! Even if the heart is moved, I am used to selling Shaanxi cloth, and I have cooperated for several lifetimes. The Shaanxi cloth business is going from bad to worse, and there is no plan to return new sources of goods, but this year there is really no way, how many years he has cooperated with that fellow Shanxi merchant, and when he crossed the Yellow River, the rebels killed him!
It's not a tent army, it's a real chaos of officers and soldiers. These days, thieves and soldiers are like a comb, and they are used to it.However, if the partner is unlucky, it is unlucky. On the one hand, the silence is one aspect. When he died, he really strangled Lao Cheng's life, and the supply of goods was gone!
what to do?Close the shop and go back to your hometown in Xinzhou to open up land for farming?Not to mention that the past two years have been bad, but the thieves who come and go like flies, and the officers and soldiers who are drawn like skins, this old man feels a little bit dizzy when he thinks about it! As a last resort, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, cleaned up Luggage, along with a few friends from the capital, embarked on a sea ship in Shandong and came to this strange journey.
Traveling at sea in this era is by no means as comfortable as in later generations, especially when going to sea in this season, apart from just boarding the ship, facing the three masts, the ship looks like a knife, the ship is relatively new, and the rest is just sitting in the shipyard I'm waiting.
Moreover, at this time, Lao Cheng was still itching for the captain's depression. Small businessmen like them wanted to squeeze a few copper coins out of their teeth. Naturally, what they bought was the lower cabin, that is, to build a circle of Datong shops on the lower deck. There is a warm passage under the shop, but the draft is still terribly cold. What's even more irritating is that the old shop is next to the poop building at the back, and the treatment is obviously higher than mine. Not to mention the single room, there are beautiful women Not to mention serving there, I can often hear some indescribable voices indistinctly, like singing a little song, or a special person giving a cross talk to a storyteller!
What's even more exasperating is that every time I eavesdrop a few words to the twitch guard guarding the door, the rough guy like the guard will definitely give him a hard look, and immediately slam the sliding door of the aisle.
Grandma's, what's so great, wait for grandpa to get rich, and buy this first class cabin too!
He tightened his cotton-padded jacket and gown suddenly, thinking sourly.
Later generations ran from Shandong to Dalian and Dandong, and arrived in eight or nine hours, but in this era, no matter how long they ran for two or three days, when they arrived at Lushunwei, Lao Cheng thought he had arrived, and the barrenness almost made him go home. The Shanxi fellow laughed at him, so he sat back resentfully and waited for another half an hour.
The sails were fully lowered, and there was a rattling sound. The only benefit of the whole journey arrived. Along the copper horn pipes connected to various places in the cabin, a sweet sound spread throughout the huge ship.
"This journey has arrived at the end, welcome to Iron Mountain, I wish you a pleasant journey!"
That voice tickled Lao Cheng's heart.
Not to mention, there are quite a lot of people disembarking from Tieshan. There are three boats in total. As soon as they stepped out of the cabin, a smell of coal hit Lao Cheng's nose, making him sneezed, but he couldn't believe it immediately. Rubbed his eyes.
With the handrails made of steel bars and the ship ladder made of wood, more than 1000 passengers crowded and walked down. As soon as they got off the ship, a group of people squatted down immediately, digging curiously.To be honest, I have never seen such a big and complete "monolith". Lao Cheng also wanted to squat down and pick it up, but the fellows on the same boat looked disdainful, just like looking at those bumpkins who entered the capital for the first time. He walked over with his head held high, but he didn't look down, so he had no choice but to pass by curiously.
It is not easy to walk casually after getting off the boat. There is a row of large walls around the outer port. In the gaps in the wall, a circle of iron railings has been nailed to the "huge stone", leaving only five passageways. , There is also an exquisite wooden small building built on the other side of the wall. The wooden staircase is painted red and carved with fine patterns. I don't know what it is for.
Coming down from the high-class cabin at the stern, Lao Cheng looked at twenty or so people, old or young, wearing sable furs, with the pretentious big winter of the servant girls shaking their fans, walking slowly towards the small building, frowning, following Later, he was about to go there, but the fellow next to him panicked and grabbed him by the collar of his clothes, dragging him back quickly.
"Old Cheng, what are you going to do?"
"Then, what are they going to do?"
"It's a high-class cabin, and it's the Dongjiang passage that was struck by lightning. What are you going to do?"
Hearing this, Lao Cheng became angry and yelled angrily.
"Why? I have to line up here, they can go first, I don't care, I have to go this way!"
Seeing that Lao Cheng lost his temper, his fellow villager felt helpless, so he simply let go and pushed him.
"Then you go! I don't care about you anymore! 100 taels of silver, walk this aisle, you have money, you go!"
Humming, and bagged, the fellow turned around and went back to line up, leaving Lao Cheng staring at him.
Not to mention, he really has 100 taels of silver, and it's in his bag, but in order to pretend to be tough, he spent all the money, and when he goes back, he can pack it up and go home to farm, his mouth twitched a lot A few seconds later, amidst the snickering of others, Lao Cheng muttered resentfully, and also plunged into the team.
"Grandma, sooner or later I will get rich, and I will also fly in first class, and I will also take this lightning-strike passage!"
But this is not over yet, let's line up honestly and wait for the soldier with a livid face to ask who owes him how much money one by one. Asking and asking, the family is carrying luggage, speaking with a Henan or Shaanxi accent All the people in the family were dragged out of the queue. While the old man was grinning and watching, more than a dozen soldiers pressed the three men in the family to the ground and beat them up.
It was really a big electric cannon hitting the face, and all of them were cut into pandas in a few moments. The children were so frightened that they cried loudly, and the men were also screaming from the beating, but the four female relatives didn't seem to be the ones who beat them. Like a man at home, holding the child and watching indifferently from the side.
After beating for several minutes, the family was dragged away again. The three men were almost unable to stand up. Looking at the blood dripping on the ground, Lao Cheng was so frightened that he dared not show his breath. .
I'm really afraid of what to do, this time, he is actually in the queue, the Dongjiang soldier wearing an iron helmet and holding a knife on his waist asked coldly.
"Name, place of origin, what are you doing in Dongjiang? How many days will you stay?"
"I, I, villain, grass people"
Beads of sweat were rushing out on his forehead. Looking at the Dongjiang soldiers standing guard at the port, they seemed to be grinning at him, as if they were going to drag him out to beat him in the next second, but the more anxious he was, the more he would The more he couldn't speak, the more impatient Dongjiang sergeant was, shouting angrily.
"What the hell is it for?"
"He is from my hometown, name: Cheng Yaojin, a man from the capital, he has come to Tieshan to buy cloth, and he will stay here for seven days!"
"Recently, the general is in a good mood. Now the maximum period can be [-] days. If you want to buy more, you can buy more. Our Dongjiang is affordable!"
His tone suddenly improved a lot, and he quickly wrote with a brush as he spoke, and stamped two more seals. In Lao Cheng's daze, a small card dripping with ink had already been stuffed into his hand. An impatient yell broke out.
"Next!"
Dazedly followed through the warehouse, once out of the port, the bustling wharf area suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the streets seemed to be a bit more spacious and neat than those in the capital, and the four-wheeled carriages that Lao Cheng had never seen were rushing continuously, one by one. The bustling small restaurant was filled with people coming and going, and the scene almost caught up with the Eight Great Alleys of the capital.
It's just that at this time, Lao Cheng didn't have the heart to admire the prosperity here, he patted his chest with lingering fear, and shook his head with emotion.
"Oh my mother! I'm so scared to death that I'm old!"
As he said that, he slapped himself and shouted angrily, "You have no one to keep your mouth open!"
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
His fellow countryman was completely at a loss, he didn't know why, he thought he was suddenly suffering from some kind of hysteria, he reached out and touched his head, but he didn't bother to open him, Lao Cheng gave him a very grateful bow.
"Brother's life-saving grace today, I will never forget it!"
"How did you save your life?"
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