The official road leading to Datong from Zhenluwei is getting longer and longer.

Chen Yue, Su Shang, who had been traveling from Jiangnan, traveling through Datong, came to Zhenluwei to do business with the grassland people, set out on this road for the first time and was shocked.

Flat and straight, heavy-loaded ruts cannot be crushed, and it is a rare and good road to step on it.

Chen Yue grabbed a craftsman who was repairing the road next to the road and asked:

"Old man, where did you get the materials from when you repaired this official road?"

The craftsman looked at him cautiously.

Chen Yue hurriedly explained:

"The old man misunderstood. I am not a grassland spy. My family is in Suzhou and I do silk and fur. I travel from north to south. When it comes to rainy weather, heavy cars are often stuck on the official road and cannot move forward for tens of days."

"I look at this official road, don't say that my heavy car will be doubled, and it will be fine. If I also built this road on the way back, wouldn't it be a good business?"

The craftsman then relaxed his vigilance and said with a smile:

"It's so that the Langjun knows that this is something called asphalt made by our general guard. It's hard to repair this road, and it's also difficult to repair it. It's also a mix of stones and crush it flat. In the past, it can be repaired for a hundred meters a day. If you put it here, it won't work."

Chen Yue understood after hearing this. This thing was made from the army. I don’t know which skillful craftsman is taking over by the general. If he wants to build a road, he has to follow the path of the general.

The caravan continued to move forward. When Chen Yue arrived at Zhenluwei Fort, it was still dawn, which was several hours earlier than Chen Yue's estimated time.

Chen Yue was a little surprised when he had not come to Zhenluwei for several months.

The originally chaotic and stinky stall shops were gone, and the Tatar heads and slaves guarding the territory were gone. Only a few Ming soldiers on duty were seen outside the entrance, and more than a dozen herd slaves wielding whips to inspect the order of the stall.

"This is the place of our Ming Dynasty."

His servant A San said to Chen Yue happily.

Chen Yue's heart was also stable. It was the land of the Ming Dynasty, and there was the law of the Ming Dynasty. The lives and lives of the Ming people were more guaranteed, and the caravans that accompanied him were happy.

I don’t know which general came out of the pass and defeated the guards in the town. I just hope that our Ming army can maintain the guards in the towns in the long run, so that we will no longer have the fear of being in the hands of the captives.

Soon the stall was spread out in a corner of the market, and the accompanying servants began to hawk.

What surprised Chen Yue was that at night, a lot of them were sold, and as night fell, oil lamps lit up on the stalls around him.

Are there such oil lamps in the north?

Chen Yue was a little surprised. There were oil lamps burning in Jiangnan, but because the price was not cheap, most people could not afford it. The northern part was poor and most people could not afford it. Unexpectedly, the Zhenluwei appeared.

A San was holding a clay pot in his hand and came from outside happily. The wicks hanging on the clay pot illuminated the stall, making Chen Yue's stall lit up like the surrounding stalls.

"How much does this oil lamp cost? I'll give you the money."

Chen Yue wanted to get the silver from the sack to A San.

A San waved his hands repeatedly:

"Master, this is only a dozen copper coins, which are worthless and do not need silver."

Chen Yue was surprised:

"Let's not talk about this lamp oil. Just a clay pot is probably worth ten big words. Why is this lamp oil worthless?"

A San said with a chuckle:

"This is sold by the border arms in our Datong Town. If the crock pots in the border areas were not expensive, they could be sold at a cheaper price, and lamp oil was really not worth it."

"Oh, by the way, they asked me to buy lamp oil next time with the clay pot, and said the price was cheaper."

Chen Yue was even more surprised. He ordered A San to look at the stalls with the servants, prepare for sleeping tents and utensils, and go to the place where the lamps and oil are sold by themselves.

The place where the lamp oil was sold was at the entrance of the market. Several Ming soldiers looked at the shop and were helping people in need to fill lamp oil around them. A carriage filled with clay pots was packed and driven out of the market slowly.

Chen Yue looked around.

A young man in a general's robe sat on the side watching the fun, and there were several soldiers standing next to him, yawning boredly.

Chen Yue approached the boy. The two soldiers were about to stop him, but the boy's hand was waved by the boy's hanging on one side, and the two soldiers automatically retreated.

If the order is enforced, it is the elite of the army!

Chen Yue was alert in his heart. Although several soldiers were looking at the ground, Chen Yue had a kind of intuition that these people were looking at him.

If you dare to do anything extreme, these soldiers will be able to take him down in an instant.

Chen Yue asked:

"This military man has invited me. It's so late. Where did this car of clay pots be transported?"

The young officer was Su Cheng, and he said casually:

"The army transported to Datong Zuowei, and the army there found that the oil was useful and asked me for a car."

Chen Yue was solemn when he heard this. This was the garrison general of Tunbao, at least a hundred households or higher. In the past, it was not something that ordinary people like him could have come into contact with.

"Why, do you want to buy lamp oil?"

Su Cheng looked at Chen Yue and said.

Chen Yue nodded repeatedly:

"My home is from Suzhou. Most of the people there can't afford lamp oil, and the candles are limited to tight. If you can have this cheap lamp oil, every household will be able to catch fire at night."

"Every household can spin and weave cloth at night. Originally, they can only make money in the day, and they can make some money at night."

Su Cheng suddenly smelled a strong smell of money. Although this grandson was pursuing profit, it was also the root cause of the emergence of capitalism in the late Ming Dynasty. Merchants were pursuing profit, so they naturally thought of using various methods to make money.

"It's a pity that transportation is inconvenient, and the clay pots cannot withstand bumps. If they are transported on the road, the losses will be great. I sent this car to Datong Zuowei, which can be half rotten. Tao Jin had several quarrels with Xu Ning of Zuowei for this matter."

Chen Yue disagreed when he heard this:

"If it is shipped in a soft bag similar to a water bag, there will be no such disadvantages. If it is handled properly, a few bags will be lost on the top of a truck."

Su Cheng looked at Chen Yue in surprise. This is a smart person, but if society wants to develop, it is precisely because such smart people need to come up with good ways to pursue profits and dreams.

"Your method is good. When I go back, I can sell you a car to take it back."

Chen Yue was overjoyed when he heard this, and said:

"Don't break your promise by a hundred households."

Ren Yao next to him sneered:

"It's just a car of light oil, my father-in-law won't see it."

Duke?

Chen Yue's mind flew around and immediately thought of the people in the court who could be called Duke of Wei, Duke of Britain, Duke of Cheng, Duke of Ding...

After the battle of Tumu, the mysterious Duke of Zhongguo rose up with military merits.

I heard that the general of the Xuanfu guards the government, has he been transferred to guard Datong now?

Chen Yue leaned over and looked at the hem:

"Caomin Chen Yue, pay homage to Duke Zhong."

Su Cheng was immediately happy. What can you do if you are a smart person? You have to rely on our knife to open up a business path for you.

When Su Cheng saw Chen Yue, he remembered another smart man, Wang Yue. This guy was going to participate in the imperial examination. I don’t know how he was reviewing. The exam will start next year.

However, Chen Yue's next words almost made Su Cheng's mouth irritated.
Chapter completed!