Chapter 93 Japan and Korea

Carrying the trade permit issued by the Hangzhou Prefecture and packing some silk from his own weaving workshop, the Fengshen headed for Korea.

The monsoon at this time still facilitated travel to the north, and the Fengshen approached Korea within a few days. Before it even approached the offshore, a small boat from Korea approached to inquire.

Hearing that it was a merchant ship from the Great Zhou Dynasty, after checking the trade permit, the Korean official on the small boat was very happy to bring the ship into the port, and then took Ling Qingyu directly to his relative's trading house.

Ling Qingyu once again felt how lucky the disaster and pirates were to her. No new goods have arrived in two years, and the price of spices here in Korea is simply ridiculously high.

"Don't worry, we will never sell goods to Daliao!" the Goryeo businessman vowed.

There is no three hundred taels of silver here! You just sell to Daliao! Ling Qingyu complained in his heart, this can also explain why the price can be sold at such a high price. The consumption and consumption level of Daliao must be far greater than that of a huge place like Goryeo.

The Zhou Dynasty also had trade restrictions on the Liao Dynasty. Silk fabrics, ironware, tea, etc. all required a note to trade with the Liao Dynasty. In fact, most of the spice trade was also directly traded with the Liao Dynasty through the government. It's just that the current spices are not enough even for the palace itself, and even less is given to Daliao, and the price is extremely high.

"It's just that we have to go to Japan, so we can't sell everything to you." Ling Qingyu said with a smile. Although the price he gave was indeed exciting, considering that Japan was selling silver and sulfur at this time, the profit from the round trip was also very high.

"I advise you not to go. They are fighting so fiercely now that our ships don't even dare to go." The Korean merchant said.

"War? In which places?" Ling Qingyu asked. It won't be fought across the country, right? At this time, Japan should be in the late Heian Dynasty, but it had not yet reached the Genpei War, so there was no big war in my mind.

The Korean businessman smiled, knowing that this man was going to go anyway, so he said: "Ruru, you are just going to Tsuruga, so it doesn't matter. But their price is definitely not as good as mine, and you see, I can also provide it to Your medicinal materials, leather."

Ling Qingyu looked at the cargo list he provided. Most of them were common medicinal materials such as safflower, poria, parsnips, and other high-end goods, as well as high-end goods such as ginseng, deer antler, and bear bile. If the goods were offset by a single load, the total of these would only cost 200,000 taels. According to the price he gave, the spices on the ship are worth more than two million taels of silver. Can you afford so much?

The look on Ling Qingyu's face was so obvious that the Korean businessman laughed and said: "I also have some gold and silver here. How about you sell half of it to me."

"Okay, how much gold and silver?" Ling Qingyu asked, putting down the bill of goods.

"Fifty thousand taels of gold, five hundred thousand taels of silver, plus these goods." The Korean merchant simply gritted his teeth and said, in fact, most of the gold and silver belonged to the Daliao merchant, and he himself did not earn so much.

Ling Qingyu's smile immediately became sweet. Now the price of gold has increased during the Great Zhou Dynasty. It used to be one tael of gold and twelve taels of silver, but now it has reached twelve taels of silver. Plus the two hundred thousand medicinal materials and furs, the price is higher than she expected. Much higher. In Dazhou, the first time he bought the best part for Fan Ye, it was only a little over one million. The second time Xiao Rong was kind and gave 3.8 million taels. The third time The first time in Quanzhou, the price dropped by at least 20%. Fortunately, if the price here is based on Quanzhou's price, it is equivalent to a 50% increase, which is a return to investment.

"Deal." Ling Qingyu smiled.

What came up this time was not only the golden gold, but also the sparkling silver. Ling Qingyu's eyes narrowed with a smile. It was good, good, and it was better to pay in cash.

The medicinal materials were of low value and took up space. Half the boat was filled. Ling Qingyu collected all the ginseng that was over a century old inside. Shi Fang also took the best medicinal materials and began to make pills. .

It's not that far from Korea to Tsuruga in Japan, but because of the small port, it took two days to find it. The Fengshen still followed the old rules and did not enter the inner harbor, but still docked in the open sea.

At this time, Japan did not conduct official trade with the Zhou Dynasty, all came from private trade.

After landing, Ling Qingyu saw that the people here were not as enthusiastic about them as they were in previous places. After asking, he found out that the Xie family had been running here very diligently recently, so the prices of silk and porcelain from Da Zhou were falling very quickly here. , basically almost the same as Dazhou.

Fortunately, I didn’t bring any porcelain this time, and I only brought some silk. If I can’t sell it, I’ll just take it back.

Ling Qingyu then asked about the price of spices. When he first asked, the Japanese said disdainfully: "Spices? Is that price you can afford?"

Seeing this man's nose stretched higher than his eyes, Ling Qingyu snorted and went out, then wandered to a shop that was small but very neat.

"Excuse me, what do you need? Distinguished guest." Inside was a very beautiful girl with a refreshing bathrobe and a sweet smile.

"What do you have?" Faced with such a cute smile, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but smile.

"We have all the specialties of Deyu, including cedar and cypress, gold, silver, copper, iron, and sulfur." ​​The girl smiled.

They are all goods that Da Zhou needs. Ling Qingyu touched his chin and smiled: "Then I wonder what goods you want here? Do you want spices?"

"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then shouted to the room behind her: "Master, master!"

"What's your name?" A man in his thirties came out of the back room, his clothes were half unbuttoned, yawning, and glared at the girl displeased.

"This guest said that there are spices for sale." The girl was not afraid of him and said with a smile like a flower.

"Spices?" The man was stunned for a moment, then immediately rushed to Ling Qingyu and said, "From Da Zhou? How many? I want as much as I want."

Ling Qingyu unconsciously took a step back, looked at the shop, and then looked back at the man.

"Don't worry, my shop is small. Don't worry. The most I produce is gold and silver. You can eat as much as you have." The man understood what Ling Qingyu meant and sat down on the mat with a smile.

Ling Qingyu also knelt down opposite him, then took out the cargo list and pushed it in front of him.

The man picked up the cargo list nonchalantly. The more he looked at it, the more cautious he became. Finally, he simply sat up straight and said, "It is indeed a big order." There are dozens of categories of goods on the list, and they are basically the most popular in Japan. The goods are in short supply, and the nobles of Ping'an City have long been enjoying them. They are already complaining about the lack of incense. After selling this batch of goods, they will not only make a lot of money, but also bribe some high-ranking officials to say good things for the Ampei family.

"I want them all." The man placed the list on the tatami and said seriously. Seeing Ling Qingyu raise his eyebrows, he smiled and said, "Girl, do you want to settle this batch of goods in gold or silver?"

"How much gold? How much silver?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"One hundred and twenty thousand taels of gold, but I don't have that much, and I don't have that much silver, one hundred and three hundred thousand taels. How about we each get some?" The man's eyes curled up, and a smile suddenly appeared, which made Ling Qingyu suddenly think of The fox.

"I still need some goods, fir, iron, copper, lead, and sulfur." ​​Ling Qingyu handed him another bill of goods and said. You don't have enough money to tell me.

"We all have these, but they are not worth so much. The total is only tens of thousands taels. But if the girl is willing to go to Deyu, I will stock up on 200,000 kilograms of sulfur, and there is enough gold and silver. How about it?" The man? He took the bill of goods and looked at it, and said.

"How much?" Ling Qingyu still asked.

"Fifty thousand taels of gold, six hundred thousand taels of silver, I'll give you the goods you want, plus two hundred thousand jins of sulfur," the man said.

Such a price is indeed good, but can his family afford so much ore? You must know that collecting in ancient times is no better than in modern times. It all relies on people to dig. Even if there are modern people in Deyu, don’t lie to me, right?

Ling Qingyu asked: "How to deliver the goods?"

"You unload the goods here first, and then come with me to get the goods." As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw Ling Qingyu looking like she was a liar, then she stood up and left. He rushed towards her to grab her hand, but... A scabbard arrived.

"Back off." Yan San said coldly.

The man wiped his sweat and said hurriedly: "Don't leave in a hurry. Otherwise, I will give you gold and silver first, and then all the goods in my warehouse. Then you give me the corresponding goods, and then come with me to get them." Those that are left.”

Seeing the pleading look on the face of the girl standing next to her, Ling Qingyu hesitated. She also spent some time shopping in Tsuruga, but she also knew that the merchants here were all small merchants, and the larger ones were shops of big lords or nobles, but She visited several houses, but everyone looked at them with high regard. Although this girl and this man were unreliable, they were indeed enthusiastic.

"Okay, you exchange what you have with me first, and then I'll wait for you for three days. After you collect it, we'll get the two hundred thousand kilograms of sulfur." ​​Ling Qingyu nodded and said.

"Thank you very much." The man thanked him hurriedly, and then called the servant to make preparations.

With the desire to eat Japanese food, while the man named Qingyuan was looking for goods and money to trade, Ling Qingyu took Yan San to wander around Tsuruga, and then discovered to his dismay that the Japanese food a thousand years ago had not yet developed, except for fish. It’s just fish.

Qingyuan did his job quickly and delivered the goods in a hurry in two days, and then asked the girl to take them to Deyu.

There was no port in Dewa, so the Fengshen was parked in the open sea, waiting for the girl to come ashore and ask people to pile the goods on the coast for shipment by small boats.

This place was already close to Tsugaru. Thinking of the famous holy land in later generations, and seeing that the ship could not be loaded in a while, Ling Qingyu pulled Yan San and asked to go ashore to play.

There is a dense forest right up the coast. The air in the forest is very fresh and the temperature is relatively low. Ling Qingyu, who was only wearing a single coat, couldn't help but sigh.

Yan San wrapped his cloak around her and said, "Go back." Except for the place where the goods are unloaded, which is a bay, the rest of the place is forest, and the wind blows coolly on her body.

"Yes." Ling Qingyu nodded and returned to the bay with him. Seeing that the goods had been shipped and the last batch was being sent to the Fengshen, he waited on the shore for the ship to come back to pick her up.

"Girl, girl." Qinghe hurriedly ran over from the path, holding a half-grown child in his hand. Seeing Ling Qingyu stop, he rushed to her and said: "Miss Ling, Qinghe Jingzo has a merciless request."

Pushing the boy who looked about ten years old in front of Ling Qingyu, Qinghe said: "Please take this child away."

"Ah?" Ling Qingyu was very surprised.

"Uncle, I won't leave. I want to be like my father and brother!" the child struggled.

"Sanlang, this is what your father meant. Do you want the Fujiwara family to perish?" Qinghe said sternly, then pushed him into Ling Qingyu's arms and said, "Miss Ling's kindness, I, Qinghe, will bear in mind." After that, He turned around and ran away.

"Hey!" Ling Qingyu called out. When he saw Qinghe running, he took out the knife. In a blink of an eye, he walked around the path, looked at Yan San, and then at the child.

"Let me go." The child shouted, speaking in Da Zhou dialect.

Ling Qingyu's hand was not tight to begin with, so he struggled to break away, and then ran towards the trail.

Ling Qingyu grabbed him and looked back to see that the ship that had already delivered the goods to pick her up was still some distance away, and said to the child: "Don't run around, the ship is coming soon."

"I won't go with you!" The child bit Ling Qingyu's hand fiercely. Ling Qingyu let go of his hand in pain, and the child had already fled out.

"Catch him." Ling Qingyu shouted to Yan San.

"I'm afraid he's a trouble." Yan San didn't move, and the sound of slashing could be heard in the wind.

"He's still a child. Hey, I'll chase him." Ling Qingyu stamped his feet and chased after him, but saw a figure flash beside him. Yan San had already passed by, grabbed the child's collar and pinned him down. In the cracks of stones.

Ling Qingyu also ran into the crack in the stone.

There was grass about half a person's height outside the stone gap. Once the three of them hid inside, no one outside could see them.

The other side of the stone seam faced a grassland where the trail turned. At this time, several people were fighting on the grassland.

Qinghe's whole body was covered in blood, but he still fought hard to kill the enemy with the two teenagers around him. The opponent was more numerous, but he was driven back step by step by these three brave men who were not afraid of death.

"Brother, Guang Lai!" As soon as Nasan Lang called out, Ling Qingyu covered his mouth.

While he was still hesitating whether to ask Yan San to take action, Qinghe had already fallen to the ground, and the other party had also been killed. There were two teenagers on the grass, leaning on the hilts of their knives, breathing heavily.

"Sanlang, your mother is from the Great Zhou Dynasty. You go back." One of the young men gasped and said.

After watching Japanese anime for decades and staying in Japan for a few months, Japanese is considered one of Ling Qingyu's strengths. Hearing what the young man said, he looked at Saburo and saw that his eyes were filled with tears, but he no longer struggled or showed off. He put down his hands and prepared to go out.

Saburo held her hand and shook his head.

Ling Qingyu was a little surprised. Why didn't he go out after killing this man? He heard the young man say to another young man: "Guang Lai, do you still have strength?"

"Guang Lai is willing to accompany the master." Guang Lai raised his head and smiled. He is very handsome and has a fair complexion. In contrast to Saburo's brother, Saburo's brother has a tough face. Although he is not old, he already has a very strong body.

"Saburo should have left with Dazhou's ship. I, Fujiwara Kiyoshi, have completed my mission. Mitsuyori, let's go together." After Fujiwara Kiyoshi said this, seeing Mitsuyori nodding, he showed a bright smile and suddenly stood up.

The grass was covered with blood and corpses, so the two found themselves under a dense tree on the edge of the grass, right opposite the crack in the stone.

Taking off his tattered armor, Fujiwara Kiyoshi knelt on the ground, then took off his breasts, leaving only the crotch cloth around his waist.

Ling Qingyu was startled and mouthed to Saburo: "Seppuku?"

Seeing Sanlang nodding, Ling Qingyu wanted to get up. What a joke!

Saburo held her tightly and wrote with his fingers on the ground: Please, give them this last dignity.

Ling Qingyu also wrote on the ground: You can take it with you.

Sanlang wiped his tears and wrote: Their mother is not from the Zhou Dynasty.

Ling Qingyu was speechless and could only get closer to Yan San, ready to bury her head in his arms at any time.

Mitsuyori picked up the **** and wiped the blood off Fujiwara Kiyoshi's body, but there were too many small wounds on his body, and new blood came out after wiping. The blood was not wiped clean, but Fujiwara Kiyoshi let out a ****.

"Mitsuyori." Fujiwara Kiyoshi's voice contained a hint of lust, and he looked sideways at Mitsuyori behind him.

Mitsuyori put down his vagina, stood up, took off his clothes completely, and said to Fujiwara Kiyoshi: "Then, let Mitsuyori give the master a ride first."

"Yes." Fujiwara Kiyoshi nodded, picked up his short sword, and drew it out.

Ling Qingyu closed his eyes and buried himself in Yan San's arms, thinking that if he saw that bloody scene later, he wouldn't be able to eat for who knows how long, but he heard moans coming from over there, this kind of *** *? ah?

Ling Qingyu looked up and saw that Fujiwara Kiyoshi was already half-lying on the ground. Naguori penetrated him from behind, and the two of them were moaning and laughing.

what's going on? Ling Qingyu turned his neck to Sanlang stiffly, but saw Sanlang staring at him very seriously.

It deserves to be called a great country! I'll just treat it as free GV! Children are not shy, what should I be afraid of? Ling Qingyu turned back very proudly and continued watching.

Well, the two actors have good figures and good looks, but their movements are too monotonous, just piston movements. In fact, they can use some variety.

Seeing Ling Qingyu watching with gusto, Yan San couldn't help but laugh, this woman!

"Well, ah... ah... Hurry up, Kurayori, hurry up!" Kiyoshi Fujiwara shouted, sweat and blood dripping from his body.

However, Guang Lai helped him up, knelt on his lap with his legs spread wide, and said: "Master, let's commit seppuku like this."

"Okay. Ah..." Fujiwara Kiyoshi licked, picked up the short knife next to him, turned the blade and pointed the tip of the knife at his lower left abdomen, and then when Guangyori pushed forward, he stabbed in hard, and the sting was painful. There was a tightening in his body, which made Mitsuru cry out along with him.

"Master..." Mitsuyori hugged Fujiwara Kiyoshi tightly, his body spasmed, and he ejaculated inside him.

The blade of the knife had penetrated very deep, and the deep pain made Kiyoshi Fujiwara's body tremble non-stop, but the contraction in his body stimulated Mitsuyori, making him filled with Kiyoshi Fujiwara again.

Fujiwara Kiyoshi gasped for a while, sat up straight, and cut the knife to the right with force. A moan escaped from his mouth, and Kōrayi, who was tightly bound, couldn't help but ejaculate.

Seeing that the wound was getting bigger and bigger, and something suspicious had fallen out, Ling Qingyu's face turned pale, and then Yan San tightened his arms and covered her eyes.

Saburo looked at it very seriously with tears in his eyes. The Fujiwara family always believed that the gods were in their stomachs. They cut open their stomachs to show their determination. After someone in their family did this, it became the custom of the Fujiwara samurai. , rather than die in humiliation, it would be better to commit seppuku with dignity, but his mother is from Dazhou and is not a person recognized by the Fujiwara family, so he is not qualified to receive this kind of education. Now, the eldest brother is using himself to demonstrate to him, this This is your only opportunity. You must look at it carefully and not miss it. In this way, when it comes time to maintain your dignity in the future, I, Saburo Fujiwara, will not do anything wrong!

When Fujiwara Kiyoshi cut the blade to the lower right abdomen, he and Mitsuyori reached the climax together. At the same time, his strength was almost exhausted. He pulled out the short sword. Fujiwara Kiyoshi gasped and said: "There is one more sword... Mitsuyori... help me……"

"Okay." Mitsuyori hugged Fujiwara Kiyoshi from behind, held his hands in his, and asked softly: "Are you ready?"

"Yes." Fujiwara Kiyoshi nodded, and Kuangyori held his hands firmly, stabbed the short knife just below the heart, and then cut it down with force.

"Ah... Kōray... Kōray..." Fujiwara Kiyoshi screamed, a cross was cut open in his abdomen, internal organs and blood spurted out, and a pool of blood accumulated under the two bodies.

"Very beautiful, Master." Guang Lai whispered, then placed his body on the ground, watched him twitching on the ground, and asked: "Do I need Guang Lai to give me the final blow?"

"No." Fujiwara Kiyoshi shook his head slightly, smiled, and arched his body, trying hard not to roll over, but to maintain a decent posture.

His body trembled in the pool of blood for two moments before it slowly calmed down. Guang Lai felt his breath, then covered him with the bright red ****, and knelt in front of him. He took the short knife in his hand, stabbed it into his chest with his backhand, and then fell on top of his body.

The wind blew up, whining, and then rolled the leaves towards the forest.

Ling Qingyu raised his head from Yan San's arms and looked at the sky, thinking that it was already autumn.

Sanlang wiped away his tears and said, "Let's go."

"Oh." Ling Qingyu climbed out first. When the two came out, he looked back at the grassland, but he couldn't see the two teenagers.

Back on the ship, Ling Qingyu arranged the child in Ye Shiyi's cabin. When the ship sailed, he worried again, who should I give this child to?

The child came to Ling Qingyu very calmly first. When he saw him, he bowed and said: "Although my mother is from the Zhou Dynasty, she has been dead for many years and has no relatives in her mother's family. Now both her father and brother have died in the war. Since they are all If you want me to live, then please take me in as a slave to the master, I am willing to be a slave to the master for eight years."

"How old are you this year?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"Ten years old. My mother's surname is Xie. You can call me Xie Sanlang." Sanlang leaned over and said.

At the age of eighteen, you have to take revenge, right? Ling Qingyu smiled, nodded and said, "Okay."

It didn’t take long to travel to Korea and Japan. It was almost the end of September when I returned to Hangzhou. The autumn wind blew a little coolness. On the boat, Yan San served her longevity noodles. While eating, Ling Qingyu remembered , this body is already eighteen years old.

When we arrived in Hangzhou, because the Xie family had been running this line, the profit of the goods was not very high. In the end, it was sold for 450,000 taels of silver. In total, it was a profit of 100,000 taels. The only advantage was that the time was short. , less risk.

Cai Jingfang changed all the people in Hangzhou Wanyu Garden, and only waited for orders in the outer courtyard. The inner courtyard suddenly became much cleaner.

Looking at the silver and gold piled up in a room, and Ling Qingyu who was holding the gold and silver and giggling next to him, Cai Jingfang asked Yan San: "What aroused the head of the family?"

If you say that, even I was irritated. Yan San said calmly: "I caught a cold and my brain is burned out."

"Xiaocai, with so much money, it won't be stolen, right?" Ling Qingyu touched it for a while and said melancholy to Cai Jingfang.

"Uh." Cai Jingfang was stunned, put it here? There isn't even a guard in this backyard, so of course there will be thieves. You, the head of the house, wouldn't decide to put it here, right?

"This," Cai Jingfang said, looking at Ling Qingyu's expectant eyes, "it's better to put some in the vault of the Silver Building first. I built a cellar in the Silver Building, and the precautions there are also tight. However, it's best not to put so much. You Look, let’s put down three hundred thousand taels first?”

There is always one million taels of cash here, and only three hundred thousand have been removed. Where should we put the rest? Ling Qingyu glared at Cai Jingfang. Cai Jingfang wiped his sweat and said, "Maybe Zheng Xi can share some of the burden."

Well, no one pays attention to that small yard in Wu County. You can consider digging a hole in that yard. Ling Qingyu nodded and said, "Well, didn't Zheng Xi and Han Zong send a message saying they would arrive in the next two days? Let's transport it together then."

"Master, now that the dyeing shop is working normally, let's try to make some high-end products. You see, this is a recent product of several weavers in the weaving shop." Cai Jingfang put a piece of yarn as thin as a cicada's wing. Spread out, the flowing colors are breathtaking.

Ling Qingyu immediately let go of the gold and silver, held the gauze in his hands, and sighed: "It's as light as smoke, it's really a good thing."

"However, only a few weavers can weave this kind, and it takes a long time. It takes a weaver twenty days to make one piece." Cai Jingfang said, the quality of the silk produced by the weaving workshop is now very good, and it can basically match the quality of the silk produced by the weaver. East silk is average, and a weaver can only buy one piece every three days. According to the price of one piece of silk, one liang or two yuan per piece, this kind of yarn must be sold for at least fifteen taels.

"Haha, if I take this kind of yarn overseas, I can sell it for a hundred taels of silver per piece. I'll reward these weavers and process the money, and then tell everyone, if there is such a technological innovation, I will definitely reward you handsomely!" Ling Qingyu said with a smile.

After thinking about it, Cai Jingfang understood that if it was just a single product, sales would not be easy. Every market has its own capacity, so the only way to do this is to introduce new varieties to increase market demand and stimulate consumption.

"In this case, our own farm has also received rice this year. Should we take back a store to make rice? There are also many products in the newly purchased mountains and forests in Lin'an. It is better to open another mountain goods store. Anji's Bamboo is grown nearby, and bamboo products are also abundant. I understand, you are in charge." Cai Jingfang said happily.

Ling Qingyu nodded unconsciously, it was a pleasure to talk to smart people, and after what happened with his stepmother, Cai Jingfang became much calmer in his work. He used to be a little impulsive and impatient, but now he starts to feel a little more impetuous. Hangzhou has many industries, a large population, and extremely strong consumption. If this city seizes the opportunity, it can extend to the surrounding areas, connect with Suzhou, and then go up to Jiankang, Yangzhou, Huai'an, and along the Grand Canal Bianhe River to the Bianjing business line , is the most prosperous zone in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and in the big cities along the road, consumption is greater than output. With such a large consumption as the foundation, the development of handicraft industry can achieve great development if it is properly arranged.

"Also, if there are fields close to Hangzhou, you can buy them to use as vegetable fields." Ling Qingyu reminded with a smile, and then said: "Hangzhou is a city of millions of people, with many poor people and hired workers. We should make good use of these small dishes. Surplus labor.”

"Understood!" Cai Jingfang said, his eyes shining. The current products of the weaving shop have begun to have a good reputation, and the sales volume of his own shop has also begun to increase. As a result, the output is not enough. The current weaver can produce one horse every three days. Silk is because they are very skilled. If they are allowed to research more advanced products, they will inevitably hire new people to weave ordinary silk. However, after the last incident, Cai Jingfang has always had a knot in his heart. He was afraid that Ling Qingyu would no longer trust these people.

"Xiaocai, for my manager and shopkeeper, what I want is absolute ability and loyalty, but these workers below are paid to work, and they just leave if they don't work. There are not so many requirements. But we must be paid enough. , you cannot arbitrarily deduct or default on them." Ling Qingyu added with a smile, unlike the personal servants who serve at home, it is impossible for those who lend their labor power to ask for too much, and of course, she does not You will pay too much, just don’t deduct wages and benefits.

"Yes." Cai Jingfang nodded. For the head of the family, these things are taken for granted. She didn't know how grateful her way of doing it made the weavers and coolies below. Not to mention the wages paid by the Ling family firm. It is one and a half times that of other places, and there is never any deduction or arrears. There are subsidies during holidays and festivals, and bonuses for good work. The workplace and accommodation provided are spacious and clean. For those who are used to being exploited, the only thing is For poor people whose only hope is to get some money to live on, this place is like paradise. However, this would only cause dissatisfaction and jealousy from other merchants, so Cai Jingfang controlled personnel very strictly. In his own weaving workshop, dyeing workshop, and shop, all employees and servants were not allowed to reveal a word to the outside world. Once leaks are discovered, they will be immediately punished or even sold. But there is no need for the boss to worry about these things.