Zhang Xing came back to his senses and sighed, then nodded, then turned around and called a familiar helper from the neighborhood behind him: "Xiaoguan, when you unload the silk later, you can get a hundred pieces for yourself."

Send it to the commune and ask them to give one to the orphans and widows in the house and to the families of the neighbors in the same lane. Once this is done, you will receive the benefits of the five horses."

Xiaoguan was overjoyed, and everyone around him cheered. Everyone praised Zhang Sanlang, but Zhang Xing felt helpless again - it was difficult for him to keep a low profile like this.

However, things are not over yet.

The convoy unloaded all afternoon, and it was only in the evening that it was completely unloaded. Then the snow-covered courtyard was filled with sealed silks and boxes. But when the people left and Yueniang began to check the supplies, there was something new.

Discover.

"I hear people talk about fire consumption every day. What is the average rate of fire consumption?" Yueniang suddenly turned back in front of the "hill".

"Take Jiangdong as an example. The grain cannot exceed 20%, and the silver and silk cannot exceed 12%." Zhang Xing, who was sitting on the porch with his hands folded and watching the snow falling on the hill, answered calmly. He was also a little worried about the hill and wanted to give it to the poor in Nancheng.

, but they are worried about being asked to buy people's hearts. And if it is all handed over to the commune, it will inevitably be a bit fattening to the Taoist priests, and if it is used to scare the Taoist priests, it is also a bit taboo.

In other words, now that he is on the cusp of the limelight, he is a little taboo about everything he does.

"How much will the fire consumption of the seven counties in Jiangdong be in spring?" Yueniang continued to turn around and ask.

"Food is not valuable. It is mainly used for food on the road. The key is that in the spring of Shangji, there are some gold, silver, jewelry, money, silk tributes and so on..." Zhang Xing blurted out.

"How many will there be?"

"It must be so." Zhang Xing still blurted out the answer. "The seven counties in Jiangdong are short of food, but they are not short of money. They are the richest places in the world. What about pearls and tribute silver? If the fire consumption is exposed a little, it will

It’s a sky-high price.”

"So, the fire consumption of seven counties is only more than 700 bolts of silk? Worth three hundred taels of silver?" Yueniang continued to ask. "The fire consumption of one county is only dozens of taels of silver?"

"It's definitely more than that, but this is a gift. It's given to me and Qin Er. It's definitely a big deal!" Zhang Xing finally laughed.

"But why don't you give me some money?" Yueniang still seemed curious.

"I also want to ask." Zhang Xing was speechless. "Maybe he wants to spread the word and show that he is a person who repays kindness?"

"But... is there a possibility?" Yueniang tried her best to pull out a small box from the bottom of the hill. "I was planning to give money as a gift, but instead, the seven hundred pieces of silk were all concealed.

An object used to brag about your name to the neighbors?"

Zhang Xing was startled for a moment, and immediately remembered what the man said, that there seemed to be some "common annual rituals", so he quickly stepped forward, took out his scimitar, used his hands to cut open the sealed box that Yueniang pulled out.

The "common etiquette" was too strict, but I was surprised to see a neat box of silver cakes with a tray inside.

Then he asked in surprise: "How much is this?"

"One hundred taels." Yueniang lowered her head and took one, and answered simply. "It's coded, one pancake is four taels, a box is twenty-five. They were exchanged for the Yuzihao Silver Shop in Bei City... That's from Princess Dachang's house.

In my business, I am fair and honest, and the same goes for the money given by the Bai family."

"Then it's not the box for Qin Bao." Zhang Xing looked around and found that he saw seven or eight similar boxes on this side of the hill, so he asked carefully. "How many boxes in total?"

"Fifteen boxes." Yueniang seemed to have counted clearly. "A total of one thousand five hundred taels... The last box should be for the second brother Qin... Together, it is enough to buy twenty such yards, or two

Thirty thousand cartloads of firewood.”

Zhang Xing finally took a breath of air-conditioning when he heard this - it's Chinese New Year, use this to test the secret agents?

Should I replace it with gold bars, build a chicken coop and hide it?
Chapter completed!