Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 5 Begging Army

The price offered by Lin Dao is very tempting.

If you are about to starve to death, I will give you not only gold but also my body.

Since ancient times, whenever there has been a disaster, countless people have sold their heads as sacrifices.

Feng Dun's eyes sparkled, and he slapped his thigh fiercely, "Okay!"

Seeing his reaction, Lin Dao's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

'It's broken, the asking price is too low.'

In Lin Dao's opinion, a dou of rice for a hundred coins was already a sky-high price.

After all, during the Zhenguan era, the lowest price of rice was only two coins per dou.

"It's still my inexperience that's to blame. This should be a seller's market!"

Lin Dao obviously regretted it.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset.

'It doesn't matter, my costs are low enough.'

"For daily consumables like food, quantity is key."

In the Jin Dynasty, one dou was equivalent to about 12 jin, and forty bags of rice on Lin Dao were equivalent to 2,000 jin.

If we calculate that a dou of rice costs one hundred coins, that would be more than 16,600 coins.

The currency of the Later Zhao Dynasty basically followed the standards of the Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties.

The official price was one pound of gold for ten pounds of silver, about ten thousand copper coins.

Of course, this is the official price.

In chaotic times, gold and silver are worth far more than copper coins.

The saying "gold in troubled times" has been around since ancient times.

After some discussion, the two sides quickly agreed to buy the forty bags of fine rice for the price of one gold cake, which is one pound of gold.

The cost price of Lin Dao is roughly more than 4,000 RMB.

A gold cake of low purity weighs about half a catty, or 250 grams.

The recycling price in a pawn shop is about 100,000.

Lin Dao was also smiling from ear to ear at such a lucrative business.

He can't wait to expand his export business.

Once the company is successfully registered, we will be able to export several tons or even dozens of tons of grain.

"As long as you have gold, you can have as much food as you want."

There is no doubt that these words were regarded as bragging by the Beggar Army.

At this time in the Great Zhao, no one except the imperial court could provide large quantities of grain.

But it doesn't matter. As long as he can send food, the beggars are willing to give him gold.

Compared with food that can fill your stomach, inedible gold is nothing.

Tens of thousands of families opened their mouths to eat, and they could eat as much food as Lin Dao transported.

"Sir, please take your seat."

Feng Dun warmly invited Lin Dao to the banquet. "Bring the wine, good wine, the best wine!"

The alcohol content of the drink is average, not even as good as beer, and the taste is slightly sour.

As for the dishes, there were only fermented black beans, pickles, sauces, and blackened grilled meat.

Lin Dao wasn't sure whether others liked to eat it, but he looked at the black dishes in front of him.

He put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass and enjoyed the singing and dancing.

Compared with the delicious food and wine, the beautiful maids who sang and danced to entertain the guests were obviously more attractive.

Upon hearing the news, the marshals and generals from various forts rushed to attend the banquet.

Having a full meal is secondary. The important thing is to get in touch with the grain merchants.

In the past, when the children of aristocratic families gathered together, it was just for the sake of gathering.

They talked big and boasted about their business, then took some medicine and behaved in a dissolute manner with their beautiful maids.

As for family, country and the world, no one cares.

It is different now.

At least the generals of the Qihuo Army are very realistic.

After confirming that Lin Dao would continue to deliver food, everyone started arguing fiercely over the quota.

They were plagued by foul language and even received beatings.

The whole banquet was a complete mess.

Looking at the excitement in front of him with a smile, Lin Dao suddenly slapped his thigh.

"The buyer is so enthusiastic. I, as a supplier, am so unprofessional!"

"You should be buying some goods now, why are you just sitting here watching the fun?"

Lin Dao immediately said goodbye, rode his tricycle away from the camp and returned to the modern world.

This time he went to a different farmers' market and bought another forty bags of rice.

"I'm delivering it to the university cafeteria."

Lin Dao made up an excuse: "There's plenty to eat at school."

"Then you'll make a lot of money." The merchant smiled and helped carry the food bags. "The school cafeteria is the most profitable. Are you also a relative of the principal?"

Just chatting.

As long as you can afford it, merchants don’t care whether you buy it for human consumption or to feed animals.

Yonghe time and space, Shangbai, Guangzong County.

Lin Dao was warmly welcomed when he returned to the old camp of the Qihuo Army.

Especially the pile of rice bags on the tricycle, when they were opened to reveal the white rice, it made the beggars smile.

Everyone was extremely respectful to Lin Dao and wanted to worship him.

There's nothing we can do about it. In this damn world, whoever has food is the boss.

"Excuse me, sir, do you have a name?"

Feng Dun was very enthusiastic, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Zihou." Lin Dao gave himself a name.

"Brother Zihou." Feng Dun enthusiastically introduced several generals of the Qihuo Army to Lin Dao.

"Brother Zihou, I have prepared some drinks, please come and have a look~"

"Brother Zihou, I have a dancer who is amazing at singing and dancing~"

"Brother Zihou, I have a famous sword, I would like to give it to you~"

"Brother Zihou, I have a famous horse. A BMW should be matched with a hero~"

There were tens of thousands of beggars in various places in Guangzong County.

Men, women, young and old, these are hundreds of thousands of mouths that need to feed.

No matter whether you are a marshal or a general, if you cannot fill the stomachs of your subordinates, they will be served on the table in minutes.

Lin Dao can continuously provide them with food, which is even closer to them than their own father.

After all, in this era, your own father might even send you to the table in exchange for food.

But Lin Zihou will bring you food. Lin Dao declined politely and urged them to weigh and settle the bill as soon as possible.

The price was calculated by weight, or one gold cake, which means one pound of gold could buy forty bags of fine rice.

"Brother Zihou." Feng Dun said excitedly, "Where did you get so much refined rice?"

"As far as I know, the area around Luoyang has already been destroyed, and there aren't many places left where planting is still going on."

Lin Dao smiled but said nothing.

Feng Dun came to his senses and slapped his forehead with his hand.

"Look at me, I'm talking nonsense."

It's better not to ask too much about business secrets.

He called to Qin Lang, "Send Brother Zihou to rest."

He turned around and said to Lin Dao, "I have prepared a house for Brother Zihou to rest. Please don't despise it."

Lin Dao naturally agreed. "Thank you very much."

Qin Lang led the way on horseback, while Lin Dao drove a tricycle. They walked along the frozen road and arrived in front of a courtyard.

"Brother Zihou." Qin Lang said enthusiastically, "This is it. I hope Brother Zihou won't mind."

"Too polite."

Lin Dao got out of the car and pushed open the door, then he was stunned. The yard was full of women and horses, packed tightly together.

The air was filled with the aroma of rice, and women were eating with wooden and ceramic bowls.

"Lord~~~"

Jinlian came running happily, holding up her skirt.

"My dear, you are back. I missed you so much."

The busy women in the yard came forward and saluted.

Looking at Jinlian's big, dark eyes, Lin Dao's expression softened. "Why are you here?"

"We are all the master's people."

Jinlian whispered back, "The Marshal has arranged for us to wait here for our Master's return."

Lin Dao left in a hurry last time and didn't even think about how to accommodate them.

Unexpectedly, the Beggar Army had made all the necessary arrangements.

Lin Dao returned with food. These women from Sanhe Village and the spoils of war were naturally still his personal property.

If they haven't come back after some time, they will naturally be divided.

"Take the horse out first and give it to Qin Lang and the others to foster." Lin Dao waved his hand. "Humans and animals living together will easily get sick."

The women put down their bowls and chopsticks, led the horses out of the yard, and handed them over to Qin Lang.

Lin Dao looked at their food.

The staple food in the north at this time was corn rice.

Lin Dao even saw some gravel and sand in the bowl that was hard to chew.

There were no vegetables, only some Korean national dishes and fermented black beans.

“Is this for human consumption?”

Hearing this, Jinlian, who was standing by, responded with a small smile, "My dear, these are the rations squeezed out by the beggars. The people who delivered the rations had a sour face for a long time."

"you."

Lin Dao looked around and returned to the house, seeing the panicked women "Are you really willing to serve me as your master?"

The women bowed and saluted, "Slave, we are willing~~~"

"In that case, I can't treat you unfairly."

Lin Dao pointed at their bowls and said, "Pour all of this out. Wait until I come back to eat something good."

He went out, rode a tricycle, left the dock and came to a remote place.

Back to the modern world, drive straight to the snack street near the logistics center.

"boss."

Arriving at Lindao, he immediately asked, "Give me thirty boxed lunches to take away."

"Okay." The boss warmly invited Lin Dao to sit down and wait, and the spatula was frying until it flew up.

While waiting for the food to be taken out of the pot and packed, Lin Dao sat on a plastic stool and fiddled with his mobile phone.

There are constant messages in the company group, and everyone is trying to show how busy they are at work.

Soon, Lin Dao saw the message calling his name.

"Zhou Zhe: Is Lin Dao here? How have you been in the warehouse these days?"

Zhou Zhe: Warehouse work isn't difficult, but it does require patience and hard work.

Zhou Zhe: Although your position has changed, your attitude towards work remains the same. Remember to be dedicated.

This person had been at odds with Lin Dao before, and felt that Lin Dao, a poor guy, had no right to have a beautiful girlfriend.

Now that Lin Dao is in trouble, he must come over and give him a few kicks.

"Zhou Zhe: Xiaolin, although the work in the warehouse is boring and the salary is not high, it is an important position. For the company, the position of warehouse manager is very important."

"Zhou Zhe: Although your salary has been reduced, at least you don't have to rent an apartment. You can save a lot of money and get a new girlfriend."

'Zhou Zhe: Don't ask for too much, just a woman will do.'

Lin Dao counted carefully and found that Zhou Zhe had @ him more than twenty times in the past two days.

Smiling, Lin Dao replied to Zhou Zhe in the group.

"@Zhou Ge, even though you don't earn much, don't have a girlfriend, can only rent in the urban-rural fringe, and ride the subway to work instead of a shared bike, and even to save face you have to lie that you ride your bike for morning exercise, you actually know a lot."

At the company, Zhou Zhe's face turned so dark when he saw the message that ink seemed to be dripping out.

There was also suppressed laughter all around.

Few people would like Zhou Zhe, a flatterer who only wants to be a dog for the domineering CEO.

'I'm not a scumbag, I don't like Lei~~~'

The phone rang. Su Tongtong, who was busy outside, saw the message in the company group and hung up the phone immediately.

"Boss, it's done."

Su Tongtong smiled and said charmingly, "Registering capital, handling tax registration, applying for import and export rights, opening a public bank account, registering for customs declaration, so many things are finally done."

"The business atmosphere here in Haicheng is good, and things get done quickly."

She was in a good mood and joked, "Back home, a stamp could get you stuck for ten days or half a month."

"I spent my vacation helping you. You must treat me to a good meal."

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Tongtong." Lin Dao smiled. "Is it a one-person limited liability company?"

"Definitely is."

Lin Dao glanced at the packed fast food and said, "When Sister Tongtong has time, let's go to the club~~~"

Su Tongtong on the other end of the phone laughed and yelled, "Get lost~~~"

Lin Dao put thirty fast food meals on the bike and rode away.

The boss was washing the pot while muttering, "These days, anyone riding a tricycle can start a company."

"Then my fast food restaurant business is also a catering group enterprise."

(End of this chapter)