Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

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Even if Zhao Wen didn't care, those merchants who paid the patent fee would not let them go.

If you monopolize the manufacture of soap, you can certainly earn a lot of profit, but Daming has a large population, relying on Zhao Wen's production can't satisfy the people of Daming at all.

After the implementation of the patent system, the number of soap workshops around Xuanzhen increased day by day, and a huge number of soaps were produced every day.

The patent fee and soap tax ratio that Zhao Wen collected was much higher than what he did alone.

Today, the businessmen in Xuanzhen have developed washing powder, shampoo and other things based on soap.

Although the washing powder and shampoo produced by these businessmen are not comparable to those of later generations, they are also easier to use than the current saponins, and they are also very cheap and convenient.

In today's Xuanzhen, the consumption of soap is a very large number.

The merchants in Xuanzhen also developed different soap products according to different groups of people.

There are scented, scented soaps and plain soaps with nothing added.

There are special ones for hair washing, ones for face washing, ones for underwear and underwear, and even ones for babies.In short, there are all kinds of everything.

On the way of making money, these businessmen are not inferior to those of later generations. There is nothing they can't earn, only what they can't think of.

Not long after, Zhao Wen got dressed and came out of the room.

Li Xiaosan and other guards standing at the door looked at Zhao Wen who came out, and rushed to meet him.

"Let's go, let's eat!" Zhao Wen wrapped his clothes tightly and walked forward.

Just two steps after walking out, the steward trotted up to Zhao Wen.

"My lord, please!" The steward made a gesture of please, and then hurriedly led the way for Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen followed behind the steward and walked forward.

The place where Zhao Wen eats is on the fourth floor. The buildings in this restaurant are all made of cement, so they are relatively tall.

When Zhao Wen came to the dining place, there were already seven or eight businessmen in official uniforms standing outside the room, waiting for Zhao Wen quietly.

Some of these businessmen were hired by their supervisors to accompany and welcome Zhao Wen, and some of them ran over by themselves when they heard the news that Zhao Wen had arrived in Dengzhou.

"I've seen Mr. Chief Soldier!" These merchants looked at Zhao Wen and hurriedly saluted Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen nodded at these people, "Let's go, let's go in!"

As soon as Zhao Wen finished speaking, the manager hurriedly winked at the two mistresses standing by the door.

The two young men understood and opened the door.

Zhao Wen looked at the open door and walked in directly.

Because it is a meal-sharing system, the tables in the room are arranged in the order of the guest of honor.

Zhao Wen walked into the room and sat on the main seat.Li Xiaosan stood behind Zhao Wen, motionless like a statue.

After these businessmen came in, they stood in the middle of the room and saluted Zhao Wen again.

Zhao Wen pointed to the seats on both sides of the room and said, "Sit down!"

Seeing that everyone was seated, the steward hurriedly ordered the restaurant to serve food.

As soon as the dishes were served, a group of musicians holding lutes and zithers walked in.

These musicians sat in the corner of the room, adjusting the instruments in their hands.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight cardamom girls dressed in light gauze came together and stood in the center of the room.

"My lord, this is specially arranged for you!" The steward came to Zhao Wen's side, and said to Zhao Wen with a flattering smile: "My lord, these girls are all girls who have not yet left the court, and they are proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. , I have learned these since I was a child, and I am very good at serving people."

Zhao Wen took the chopsticks and ate the food in front of him.

The meals are very rich, there are fish and meat, and there are so many types that there are countless.

As the musicians played, the girls began to dance lightly.

In the cold weather, these girls wore scantily dressed clothes. They resisted the coldness and danced in the room with smiles on their faces.

Although there were several braziers in the room, it was still cold, and these dancers wore very little clothes, so it was no wonder they weren't cold.

Zhao Wen put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the girl in the room who was holding back the cold dance, and said, "Tell them to stop!"

The steward was taken aback for a moment, and asked hastily, "Your Excellency, you don't think it looks good?"

"It's not bad, let them stop, let's go." Zhao Wen said again.

Zhao Wen didn't have the intention of watching the dance. Now he just wanted to eat quickly, and then rest for a day or two before returning to Xuan Town.

When the steward heard this, he didn't dare to refute. He went straight to the middle of the room and said, "Okay, you guys stop, go down!"

The music stopped abruptly, and so did the dancing girls.

"Go down!" The steward said again.

The dancer and the musician had no choice but to salute Zhao Wen, and then walked outside.

Just as the dancers were about to go out, the girl who was walking at the end suddenly stopped and ran towards the room.

Li Xiaosan thought that this person was an assassin, rushed in front of Zhao Wen, pulled out the big black star from his waist, and glared at the dancing girl.

The imagined assassination did not happen, the dancer knelt directly in the middle of the room, kowtowing to Zhao Wen non-stop.

Zhao Wen looked at these dancing girls in bewilderment, not knowing why.

The steward looked at the dancer and yelled sharply, "Get up, get out, get out!"

At this moment, a musician who had already walked out hastily put down the guqin in his hand, ran into the room, took the dancer's arm and walked outside.

But the dancer's legs seemed to be rooted, no matter how much the musician pulled, she couldn't be pulled up.

"My lord, the slaves are wronged, the slaves are wronged!" the dancing girl kowtowed to Zhao Wen, crying again and again.

As soon as Zhao Wen heard the cry of injustice, he immediately became vigilant.

"Get out now, and disturb the interest of adults, what should you do?" The steward's voice was stern, pointing at the dancing girl on the ground and yelling and cursing.

The strength in the musician's hand also increased a bit, and he dragged the dancer outside.

"Wait!" At this moment, Zhao Wen slapped the table and looked at the steward.

The musician also hurriedly let go of the dancer, and knelt beside the dancer, with his head firmly pressed against the ground.

The steward's body trembled for a moment, then hurriedly retreated and stood beside Zhao Wen.

Seeing this, Li Xiaosan also retreated behind Zhao Wen, and inserted the big black star back to his waist, but his right hand was always on the big black star on his waist, and his eyes were fixed on the lying dancer and musician .

Zhao Wen glanced at the steward, then looked at the dancing girl, "You said you have a grievance? What kind of grievance? Tell me, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

"My lord, the dancing girl begs my lord to let us finish the performance!" The dancing girl didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Wen, knelt on the ground and whispered.

When Zhao Wen heard this, he looked puzzled. He really couldn't understand why this dancer would make such a request.

In this cold weather, if you wear so little to dance, aren't you afraid of something wrong with the freezing?

"Why?" Zhao Wen asked.

"My lord, if I can't dance for my lord today, my family will be completely out of food!" the dancer cried.

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Chapter 541

"Completely cut off food? What does this have to do with dancing or not?" Zhao Wen was even more puzzled. He really couldn't figure out what necessary connection there was between dancing and running out of food.

"My lord, it's like this!" At this moment, the steward approached Zhao Wen.

"My lord, these dancers are in the restaurant, and they make a living by dancing on weekdays. If they can't dance, they won't be paid.

This dancer was sent here by her family a few days ago.Her family is from a happy household and from a lowly background. Except for some rough work and their own work, they can't do other jobs, and no one will want them.

In the past, her father was still relatively strong, so he carried sacks at the port.

She also has an older brother, but unfortunately he is not in good health. He can't stop panting after walking a few steps, and he can't work, so he can only stay at home.

A while ago, her father was seriously ill, and the house was emptied. In desperation, her family sent her to our restaurant.

After her father fell ill, all the family's money was supported by her alone. The villain felt that this woman should be eager to save her father, so that's why she was like this. The steward pointed to the dancing girl kneeling on the ground, and introduced it to Zhao Wen in detail.

"So it is, so it is." Zhao Wen suddenly realized.

In the Ming Dynasty, cheap registration was a very cruel household registration system.

As long as it is a lowly nationality, then the children and grandchildren are lowly, and the way of life cannot be easily changed.

Military households can take part in the imperial examination, but there are really very few people from low-ranking families who take part in the imperial examination.

In terms of social status, the cheap registration is not even comparable to the self-cultivating peasants. At the very least, the self-cultivating peasants are the household registration of the imperial court, and there are no special requirements for the code of conduct.

In ancient times, there were four classes: scholars, farmers, businessmen, and low-ranking people who did not belong to these four classes and were the lowest class.

The social status of the lowly family is the lowest. It is passed down from generation to generation and cannot be changed. They are not allowed to participate in the imperial examination, cannot be an official, are not allowed to buy land and property, and cannot marry ordinary people.

Even if the palace recruits eunuchs, they won't ask for lowly status.The eunuchs recruited by the palace are all from clean and good families, and they don't want to be cheap at all.

Moreover, people with low status were not recognized by the imperial court. The Ming Dynasty did not allow people to buy and sell people. The population here did not include low status. In the Ming Dynasty, low status could be bought and sold at will. As long as it was bought by someone, it was their private property.

The existence of cheap registration seriously hindered the development of society. This unreasonable household registration system was not abolished until Yongzheng.

"Bad Ji, cheap Ji!" Zhao Wen muttered twice in a low voice, then looked at the steward, "Go get some silver dollars and give it to this dancing girl. Let's forget about dancing."

The dancing girl raised her head and looked at Zhao Wen with disbelief. She never expected that the aloof Zhao Wen would give her silver dollars directly.

"Thank you, my servant, thank you, my servant!" The dancing girl kowtowed to Zhao Wen non-stop.

The steward walked up to the dancing girl and looked at her, "My lord has spoken, what are you still doing here? Let's go!"

With that said, the steward took the dancer out.

Seeing the dancing girl going out, Zhao Wen picked up some food casually, and then walked out with Li Xiaosan.

The steward who had just walked upstairs looked at Zhao Wen who came out, and hurriedly said: "But because that little girl disturbed the mood of the adults just now? You little one, go and teach her a lesson!"

After speaking, the steward ran down.

"Wait!" Zhao Wen stopped the steward.

The steward turned around and looked at Zhao Wen with a puzzled expression.

"Remove her family's low-level household registration. Except for her, all low-level household registrations in the city will be cancelled. From now on, Dengzhou will not allow low-level household registration." Zhao Wen said slowly to the steward.

When the steward heard this, he was instantly stunned. "My lord, it's okay to cancel one or two household registrations, but canceling all of them, isn't it a bit out of order?"

"What does not conform to the rules, what I say is the rules, not only these people, in the future, I will cancel the low-level household registration of the whole world. From now on, there will be no low-level household registration in the whole world. Anyone, any common people, You can do whatever you want, and you are no longer imprisoned by your birth.

Even if his father is a beggar, he can also enter the school to study. If he has good academic performance and ability in the future, it is not impossible to become an official. "Zhao Wen said loudly and forcefully.

Hearing Zhao Wen's voice, the steward did not dare to refute. "Yes, yes, everything is subject to the adults, and everything is based on the adults!"

"Okay, you go down and deal with this matter first. After canceling your low status, these dancers in the restaurant can do whatever they want in the future, and you are not allowed to stop them. If they want to leave, let them go. If you dare to go against my will , go to the guillotine." Zhao Wen threw down a sentence, and then walked downstairs.

The steward looked at Zhao Wen's back, panting heavily.

Qianji has been around for thousands of years, and the steward never thought that Zhao Wen would dare to attack Jianji suddenly.

"Hey!" The steward sighed, and then ran downstairs.

After the abolishment of the humble status, the common people of the humble status will not be private property, nor will they be bound by the low status.

The steward ran to a room in the backyard. This room was relatively large, and it was where these dancers rehearsed.

The dancer from before was sitting on the floor of the room, holding a money bag in her arms, looking around vigilantly.

"Hehe, do you know who that is? That is the Chief Soldier of Xuanzhen Town. He is the future emperor. Although Dengzhou is obviously owned by the imperial court, it has been in his hands many years ago.

We are just lowly people, we dare to act presumptuously in front of the commander-in-chief without even knowing how much it is.Even if we are killed, no one will sympathize with us.If it is because of you, the commander-in-chief wants to kill us, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go! "

A musician holding a pipa looked at the dancer who was kneeling in front of Zhao Wen before, and said with a cold face.

At this moment, the steward opened the door with a few followers.

"grown ups!"

The dancers and musicians in the room looked at the steward who appeared in the room, and hurriedly stood in front of the steward respectfully.

The steward's eyes swept over these people one by one.

"The Commander-in-Chief has an order to revoke your lowly status and convert you to civilian status!" The steward looked at these people and said.