During the Jiajing period, Anda once led troops to attack the Ming Dynasty because the Ming Dynasty closed the foraging fields on the northern border. At that time, there were serious desertions of guardsmen in the north of the Ming Dynasty, and there was a serious shortage of border troops. The whole government was in dire straits, and the officers had no pay and no troops.

They are good at blood, but they are weak when it comes to fighting.

Qiu Luan, the commander-in-chief of Datong at that time, saw An Da's cavalry and fled. He sent An Da to march straight in and hit the capital directly.

The Ming Dynasty didn't have any other abilities, but it was somewhat tough.

The original purpose of Anda was to let the Ming Dynasty open more horse markets, but the Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty refused to agree.

Finally, it led to the most famous Gengxu Revolution in history.

It was under those circumstances that the market in Zhangjiakou was born.

The birth of the Zhangjiakou Forex Market has led to frequent exchanges between the grasslands and the Central Plains.

The grasslands cannot produce iron pots, grain and salt. And the Central Plains cannot raise horses on the grasslands. Therefore, both sides take what they need and trade on the market.

At the beginning, the transaction volume of Zhangjiakou Forex Market was not large. However, after the rise of Shanxi merchants in the middle and late Wanli period, the scale of Zhangjiakou Forex Market also became larger and larger.

Zhao Wen and others drove the carriage and finally arrived at Zhangjiakou at noon on the fifth day.

Zhangjiakou is not too far from Xuanfu Town, less than a hundred miles away.

It can be said that it is under the nose of Xuanfu Town. It is precisely because of this that the Ming Dynasty was able to open the market here with peace of mind. After all, with the army on its side, it was not afraid of the Tatars making trouble.

Zhao Wen looked at the not-so-high city wall of Zhangjiakou, took a breath, and said, "We have finally reached the entrance of Zhangjiakou. I was almost exhausted all the way."

Zhao Daniu looked at Zhao Wen sitting on the cart and cursed: "Are you still tired? How tired can you be if you sit in the cart every day?"

Zhao Wen jumped off the cart, walked to the front of the cart, looked at the city wall of Zhangjiakou, and shouted: "Let's go into the city!"

The cart squeaked and headed towards the city gate.

Before he could enter the city gate, several soldiers wearing tattered mandarin duck jackets guarding the city gate surrounded him.

"What do you do? Are you from that caravan? Why haven't I seen you?" A lean man in his forties stared at Zhao Wen and asked.

Zhao Wen was stunned and said: "We are doing business, not from that caravan, we came here ourselves. What? No way?"

The soldier looked at Zhao Wen and then at the cart behind Zhao Wen.

There was a whole truckload of goods, and the flags of the big caravans were not planted on the truck. Seeing this, the lean man immediately understood that this must be a baby, and he didn’t know the twists and turns inside, otherwise

It would be impossible for me to come to Zhangjiakou so carelessly.

The man smiled slightly, showing his big yellow teeth, "Hey, you are not from one of those big caravans, so is this your first time in Zhangjiakou?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"The problem here is huge. Don't you know that you have to pay taxes when you enter Zhangjiakou? You don't know about the city gate tax, right? Seeing that you have such a large truck of goods, I don't even ask you how much it is.

All you need is five taels of silver." Dahuang Ya stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of Zhao Wen's eyes.

These soldiers guarding the city are soldiers from Zhangjiakou Fort. They are usually responsible for guarding the city gate. Those large caravans have strong connections and are powerful. They give the officers a lot of money every year, so they don't need to look at them when they go in and out of Zhangjiakou.

Sometimes, when the stewards of the big caravans do big business and are happy, they will reward them with some money.

But rewards don’t come often, that is, they only come once or twice every once in a while.

More often than not, there is nothing.

These soldiers were very poor, and they had very little money combined. They were usually hungry and often had not enough to eat.

Because of this, they often collect city gate taxes from small caravans entering and leaving Zhangjiakou or caravans like Zhao Wen who work alone.

They say it's a city gate tax, but it's actually a blatant request for money. And the money goes directly into your own pocket.

The adults also turned a blind eye to this. After all, they had been fed so much by those caravans that they should let their subordinates take a sip of soup. Otherwise, who would be working hard?

"What? What? Five taels of silver? Are you crazy about the money?" Before Zhao Wen could speak, Zhao Daniu stopped.

This is five taels of silver. How much rice should I buy? How much salt should I buy?

When Dahuang Ya heard what Zhao Daniu said, his face instantly turned cold, "This is the rule. If you want to go in, you have to pay the tax obediently. Otherwise, don't go in. There are many businesses in this house, you guys

A cart of goods can be sold for a lot of money. To you, these five taels of silver are just a drop in the bucket, why are you so stingy?"

When Zhao Wen heard this, he felt that what Dahuang Ya said was somewhat reasonable, so he said: "Daniu, give him the money first. As long as we go in and sell all these goods, we will be paid."

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Dahuangya narrowed his eyes when he saw Zhao Wen looking so bold.

Zhao Daniu had a bitter look on his face and said in a low voice: "How can we have any money? We are so poor. We have to pay back five taels of silver. I can't even get out one tael of silver."

Wang Qi also nodded, saying that he didn't have any money.

When Dahuangya heard that he had no money, his expression changed instantly. He said angrily: "You bunch of bastards, get out of here if you don't have any money. How can you do business if you don't even have capital? If you want to be like those big caravans, I advise you.

You’d better save your money.”

Zhao Wen looked at Dahuang Ya, and his face instantly turned cold.

"What did you say?" Zhao Wen put his hands on his waist and looked at Dahuangya coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Dahuang Ya looked at Zhao Wen's face full of evil spirits and involuntarily took two steps back.

"Why, you still want to kill someone?" Dahuang Ya pointed at Zhao Wen's hand touching his waist and said with a vigilant look.

"Kill you? You are just like a pig or a dog. Killing you is worse than killing a pig. I advise you to let us in, otherwise, be careful about your life." Zhao Wen threatened in a cold voice.

That's what Zhao Wen said, scaring the big yellow tooth in front of him.

After all, this is the boundary of Zhangjiakou. I am not familiar with this place. If I really kill someone here, I will never even think about stepping into Zhangjiakou again.

This whole Xuanfu Town is just such a shopping mall. If I didn't come here, where would I sell the remaining large trucks of goods? Is it possible that the goods would really be allowed to rot?

Dahuangya looked a little panicked, but then he thought about it, this was Zhangjiakou, only a few dozen miles away from the important town of Xuanfu, and there were countless soldiers in Zhangjiakou, so what was he afraid of?

Thinking of this, Dahuangya straightened his chest and said coldly to Zhao Wen: "If you don't pay the city gate tax today, you can't even think about passing through here."

Zhao Wen looked at the big yellow teeth that had no oil or salt in them, and didn't know what to do for a moment. Is it possible that he really went back?

For a moment, the two people stood there frozen.

"What's going on? Why is the city gate still blocked?" At this moment, a deep male voice sounded.

A middle-aged man wearing a melon cap and robe came over.

"Oh, it turns out that the God of Wealth is here, and I kowtow to you."

When Dahuangya saw this person, he immediately put on an extremely flattering expression and bowed his head to kowtow.

The man waved his hand and said, "What's going on? Why is the city gate blocked?"

Dahuangya stood up and said: "Uncle Fan, don't you have a muddy leg? I want to learn how to do business like you, but in the end I can't get the money from the city gate tax. I don't want to leave, so I'll stop here.

Got it!"

Uncle Fan glanced at Zhao Wen and felt that his popularity was extraordinary. Although he was wearing coarse clothes, his aura was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Such a person should not be able to afford this little money, right?

Uncle Fan looked at Zhao Wen and said, "What trouble did this little brother encounter?"

Zhao Wen turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "It's nothing, just a small matter."

Uncle Fan looked at Zhao Wen and Dahuang Ya, and immediately understood what was going on, so he laughed twice and said: "A penny can't help a hero. It seems that I have been a little short of money recently."

.This is fifty taels of silver. If I don’t mind it, just treat it as a friend.”

Uncle Fan took out a money bag from his arms, weighed it in his hands, and then handed it to Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen looked at the money bag he handed over and looked at the man in surprise, thinking: "There is such a person in the world? He gave money to a person he didn't know inexplicably. Could it be that this person's brain is behind him?

Broken?"

Uncle Fan looked at the surprised Zhao Wen and said with a smile: "I don't mean any harm. I just see that my temperament is extraordinary and I just want to make a friend."

"Hey, I'll be disrespectful then." Zhao Wen chuckled and took the money bag over.

As the saying goes, don't take advantage of the bastard.

Zhao Daniu looked at the money bag in Zhao Wen's hand and his eyes lit up. This was fifty taels of silver. If it was all used to buy food, how much could it buy?

Zhao Wen took out a broken piece of silver from his money bag and threw it directly to Dahuang Ya, regardless of how much it weighed.

"Can we go in now?" Zhao Wen looked at Dahuang Ya in disgust.

Dahuangya picked up the broken silver from the ground and bit it with his teeth. He looked at the teeth marks on the broken silver and said with a smile on his face: "Master, you can go in."

Zhao Wen packed the money bag and handed it over to Uncle Fan, "Then let's go in first. Oh, by the way, I haven't asked this gentleman his name yet!"

Uncle Fan waved his hand and said casually: "I don't think I should take it seriously. I am the boss of Yuan Fuxiang, Fan Zheng."

"My surname is Zhao." Zhao Wenggong raised his hand and said his name, then he greeted Zhao Daniu and drove the carriage into the city gate.

Fan Zheng looked at Zhao Wen leaving and thought to himself: "Neither humble nor arrogant, his behavior is free and easy, he will definitely be a man of great influence in the future. Now that I have become acquainted with him, he will definitely be a big help to me in the future to introduce him to the Fan family."
Chapter completed!