Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Zhang Chong was unwilling to give in.

"Of course, hehe." He rolled his eyes and agreed with a smile. His eyes accidentally swept across the flag on the big ship, and he shivered in the cold wind.

Only then did he realize a detail that he had not noticed before—the fluttering golden and jade flag of the Cui family.

The mighty soldiers on the boat, with swords and knives on their waists, were in high spirits, and were obviously well-trained elite soldiers. He hurriedly recalled whether he had said something wrong just now, and cursed himself for being so obsessed with this wave of catch. This was like an old man hanging himself, looking for death!

The river water was surging, and on the deck of the huge ship, hundreds of rattan armors and rattan shields were neatly stacked, and three or five armored soldiers were patrolling not far away.

He rubbed his arms and quickly looked away. Oh my god! This is an armored soldier, not something that the clan slaves can wear.

Since the establishment of the Xin Dynasty, there have been strict restrictions on the soldiers of each family. Regardless of swords and knives, only the troops with military systems are qualified to wear armor, shields, and bows and crossbows.

If one privately hoards armor and carries a shield, it is considered as the private use of weapons, which is a crime comparable to treason, and the entire clan will be exterminated.

"Oh, it turns out to be the Cui family's boat. I'm sorry, my heroes, for not recognizing a great man like you. I'm sorry, my heroes." Zhang Chong hastily apologized with a smile, and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

The Black Stone Guards standing by did not change their expression. Si Ji replied calmly: "The catch is decided by the master, and it is not for us to have any say." They are only responsible for watching and sorting the goods, and the lady will take care of how to sell them.

Bird indoors.

Xie Xian supported her chin with her hand, feeling hopeless about life. It was just selling fish, how could it be so difficult? Cui Jing just smiled and watched her being lazy.

His family only occupies half of the grain market in Pingcheng. The rest is divided among various small families. The Pingcheng magistrate seems to be intentionally maintaining this situation.

I just received a report from home that there seems to be no good solution to this situation. If possible, I would really have to use the suggestion that Xie Xian mentioned.

He lowered his eyes and thought: "Madam Xian, I'm afraid that these ten thousand kilograms of catch have been targeted by the Pingcheng Order. You must sell some to them." Cui Jing said softly.

"Can't the highest bidder win? This catch won't be kept for two days. With such a large order, they will definitely lower the price." Xie Xian was still a little unwilling.

Before the boat even stopped, someone from the government office handed over a letter inviting Cui Jing. Xie Xian did not mention her name, and no one recognized her.

"But if you sell it cheaply, I won't be happy either." Xie Xian frowned.

"However, we can also take advantage of this grain market to discuss it." Cui Jing said, this time the Cui family failed, someone must jump out. It's just right to take advantage of Xie Xian's 10,000 tons of fish to shut them up.

Thinking of this, Cui Jing's eyes softened a lot. The two had just discussed for a long time and decided to ship the goods to Pingcheng. No matter what price the Pingcheng magistrate wanted to offer, with so many merchants present, if it was too high and lost face, everyone would start to consider the value of Pingcheng.

"Forget about this." Xie Xian made up her mind. Cui Jing had just explained that when selling goods in Pingcheng, the high price is not the fish but the tax. If she doesn't sell her 10,000 kilograms of fish to Pingcheng, she will be able to skim off a layer of money from the taxes in the city.

No wonder it is so difficult for several big families to expand their business elsewhere. The customized flexible tax rate alone is unbearable.

She had originally thought of taking advantage of this period to resell some of her catch, but the tax was really painful. She had an idea and smiled at Cui Jing, "Cui Dalang, how about I sell the catch from the last two months today?"

Cui Jing: "The next two months?" He looked puzzled.

Xie Xian came over and said, "Didn't you say that it's rare for all the merchants to get together, so we can just decide the catch based on the territory. We can collect some deposits and then catch the fish and send them over."

In the final analysis, this is the auction priority. Whoever pays more will get the fish first. The order of the catch fully reflects the profound heritage of the family, and the ones who come later will just get a taste of the soup.

They must take advantage of the fact that the trawling technology is still in the secret stage and be the first to try it out so that they can bite off the thickest meat and do themselves justice.

Xie Xian laughed happily, and Cui Jing was also fascinated by what she heard. It was actually possible. He was quick-witted and thought of more, adding many parts that Xie Xian had not thought of. Xie Xian humbly asked for advice, but she had no choice but to learn from him because she really did not understand this aspect.

Cui Jing was also very patient and answered all the questions one by one. The two of them went through all the possible problems in the auction process before they calmed down.

Xie Xian was still a little worried and asked, "Can you handle the Lu family's affairs?" She had almost forgotten that this guy was still being hunted by someone.

"In that case, Ah Xian will be able to entrust her to me with confidence?" Cui Jing looked at her, his peach blossom eyes moistened with water.

Qi Ya retreated silently. Her husband's eyes could make a healthy girl weaken her waist and stumble, but they seemed to be ineffective on Madam Xie Er.

Xie Xian was concentrating on drawing on the paper without paying any attention.

"If Mr. Cui takes action, he will definitely make money." Now this is the God of Wealth! He must be worshipped.

She just sat there waiting for the profit to be divided. Between the two of them, Cui Jing would provide the boat and the people, as well as the sales channels, while Xie Xian would be responsible for the technology, including the nets and tools for lifting heavy objects on the boat. They would split the profit 50-50, and would start the renovation after they returned this time.

In the afternoon, Cui Jing got on a carriage and was escorted by a hundred guards to Pingcheng. Xie Xian leaned against the side of the ship, looking at the convoy going away, thinking to herself, this time when she returns, she will have money and food, how long can she lie down?

After a while, Si Ji came over and bowed, saying, "Madam, there is a letter from Weizhong."

Xie Xian took the two small bamboo tubes and unfolded them. One was written by her sixth uncle, saying that she had received the person three days ago and should return to Wei within seven days. He wrote the letter mainly to ask when the person would be back.

Xie Xian said that she wanted to float on the river forever and didn't want to go back at all. Her weak shoulders couldn't bear the burden of Xing Jun.

Suppressing the complaints in her heart, Xie Xian unfolded another small piece of paper. Her eyes widened, she grinned and took a deep breath. A look of nostalgia and complexity flashed across her eyes, and finally she chuckled.

He crumpled up the two pieces of paper and stuffed them back into Siji's hands, then went to the kitchen without saying anything.

Si Ji unfolded the note in his hand and Niu Er came over.

He glanced and asked, "Who is this Tu Zhen?" Niu Er was a little curious.

Si Ji closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said softly, "This is the guard beside the queen, an abandoned disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect. It was this woman who escorted the queen back to her clan from Kangjian."

At this point, thinking of the news from his fifth uncle, he added: "The Snow Mountain Sect is not simple."

Niu Er asked again: "I heard that the lady's strength increased greatly because she learned some secret techniques of the Snow Mountain Sect from Madam Tu. Is this true?"

He had heard the news almost a month ago, and no one believed it at the time, but recently word spread among the clan that many people said that it was true that the female ruler was very strong.

These past few days, seeing that the young master of the Cui family was sticking close to the lady, they wanted to protect him closely to prevent their lady from suffering any harm.

But when I think of the scene I saw that night, the seven-foot-tall man Cui Dalangjun was pinned to the ground by Xie Xian, unable to turn over.

Niu Er touched his chin. His wife was quite strong, but she had no method. She needed more practice.

Siji: Is there a possibility that I find it eye-catching?

After that, they never forced themselves to stay with Xie Xian again.