"Forget it if it's raw silk or something like that. In recent years, the Xie family has mostly traded with the Yiguan gang. I'm afraid there won't be enough goods to trade with the big officials."

...

After Xie Chushui said these words, Xiong Dao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and the next moment he immediately put on a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Right now, Damuan Island is barren. It's just a handful of hemp rope and a bundle."

It’s good if the porcelain bowl can be shipped, so don’t pick and choose, haha.” At this point, Mr. Xiong raised his head and laughed loudly.

At this time, Xie Fuqing also laughed in agreement, and gave his nephew a stern glance. After a few polite words from both sides, Master Xiong stood up to leave, and Mrs. Xie hurriedly got up to see them off. The group came happily.

Arriving in front of the guild hall, Mr. Xiong said goodbye to the experienced Xie Fuqing and Xie Chushui, who was inexplicably hostile to him, and returned to his sedan chair.

...

"Izuku, you haven't been in Hangzhou for a long time and you haven't figured out the territory yet. How can you say such nonsense in front of this person?!" After seeing off the guests, Xie Fuqing just returned to the private room with a sullen face and glared.

Xie Chushui asked.

When Xie Chushui heard his uncle's inquiry, a sarcastic smile appeared on his black face: "Fourth uncle, there is some news that you still don't know. This group of people sold raw silk to the Japanese on Dayuan Island, and they committed a crime against Zheng Yiguan.

Taboo, I’m afraid we don’t have much time left, so Fourth Uncle doesn’t need to worry about it.”

Xie Fuqing blinked his eyes and thought about it, then he sat down with his hands on the back of his chair. Then he stared into Xie Chushui's eyes and asked slowly: "Why didn't Zheng Yiguan wipe out this guy earlier?"

"Fourth uncle, as you know, the Zheng family has been using Tongshan as a camp recently to communicate with the government and troops, and they have no time to spare."

"Well, then when Mrs. Zheng had free time earlier, why didn't she go to the old man's lair?"

"Oh... this, it's about... the red-haired man's sharp cannon..."

"No one else knows how the red-haired man got to Da Yuan Island. You took two boats to Penghu to help with boxing. How could you not know?"

Xie Fuqing paused for a moment after saying this, then frowned and continued: "How many men and ships did the army and Zheng have that day? How many men and ships did Hong Mao have? If Zheng had any idea, could he give Hong Mao a gift as a high official?

"

"You must have listened to someone else's advice. Do you really think that Xiong Dao and his gang succeeded in a sneak attack? Red-haired corpses were scattered all over the field, and the city walls exploded. How could this be a sneak attack?" Xie Fuqing said this.

, with a look of helplessness on his face: "That group of people are big bugs!... Zheng knows very well that Yiguan really has that ability. He has defeated the big officials long ago, why do they still need to stay in Tongshan to drink in the wind?!"

The more Xie Fuqing talked, the angrier he became, and the more he talked, the more frightened he became. With the experience of a forty-year-old maritime merchant, he was keenly aware of the risk. After analyzing it again, Xie Fuqing completely understood one thing.

: This reckless nephew of mine regards the people on Dayuan Island as local chickens and dogs, and he just said one sentence and sided with the Xie family...

There seemed to be an inexplicable burnt smell wafting past the tip of his nose. Xie Fuqing was walking around the room irritably. For some reason, he always had a bad premonition: "I don't know some news? Damn it! Then

The second shopkeeper of Tangzhuang is the sworn brother of the leader of the Beggar Clan in Hangzhou. He has eight thousand brothers under his command. How many of these do you know?"

Looking back at his nephew with his mouth wide open, Xie Fuqing stopped talking and asked directly: "Are all the cargo for the ship ready?"

"It's all ready." Xie Chushui nodded.

"I will write a letter to the head of the family right now. After you get the letter, go to Zhapu and return to Zhangzhou with Lao Shisan's boat the day after."

"Old Thirteen?" Xie Chushui asked in surprise: "Old Thirteen's ship is not fully stocked yet?"

Xie Fuqing no longer wanted to say anything more to this idiot nephew. At this time, he picked up the pen and ink on the table beside him and started writing a letter on the spot. After writing, the envelope was sealed with fire paint, and then Xie Fuqing handed the letter to

Nephew: "Whether I'm old or foolish, I still have the final say on Jiangnan's affairs right now. If you leave now, you will return home with Old Thirteen in the same boat the day after tomorrow at the latest. The reasons are all in the letter. The head of the family will read it."

It has its own explanation."

Just when Xie Chushui picked up the letter and opened the door of the private room, Xie Fuqing turned his back to him and added coldly: "Chu Shui, please remember that your surname is Xie, not Zheng. Don't misunderstand the words.

Wrong force!"

...Seeing Xie Chushui walk out the door with a heavy heart, Xie Fuqing's bronze face was still covered with frost. He got up and returned to the small courtyard rented by the director of the guild hall. After thinking for a long time, he

Go back to the main room and write a letter.

The content of the letter this time was very detailed. After Xie Fuqing finished writing it, he sealed it and called the chief outside the door to follow him into the room: "Shitou, please take this letter and I will give you another 20 taels of silver. You can send it to me tomorrow morning."

To go to Zhapu, don’t take your own boat, just take someone else’s boat, return home as soon as possible, and give the letter to the great master.”

"Stone understands."

After beating away the messenger, Xie Fuqing called another long follower and ordered him to take his famous assassin to Tangzhuang to post a message. After setting a time, he would pay a return visit to Master Xiong.

Mr. Xiong, who had already left the guild hall, had no idea what Lao Xie was doing in the guild hall. To be honest, after Mr. Xiong left the guild hall, he had already forgotten about the Xie family's uncles and nephews...

What should I do in detail if it is something that does not fall within the scope of my work?

From the moment Xie Chushui revealed that the Xie family was Zheng's raw silk supplier, the nature of the matter had risen from a conflict among the people to a conflict between ourselves and the enemy. Conflicts between ourselves and the enemy were beyond Xiong Dao's control.

, returned to Lu Chengguan.

...

During the Ming Dynasty, Fujian's silk weaving industry flourished, especially in places such as Zhang and Quan where trade was prosperous. The silk fabrics produced by folk handicrafts were quite famous, and Zhang Sha Quan Brocade sold well both at home and abroad.

However, the silk weaving industry and the mulberry cocoon industry are two different things... In fact, Fujian does not produce silk.

Due to geographical and climatic reasons, the mulberry and cocoon industry in Fujian is very underdeveloped. "Tongzhi of Fujian Province" says: "The sericulture industry here is poor and the production is large. All the yarn and silk that the people need to weave are all financed by Wu Hang."

The same record can also be found in "Xinghua Prefecture Chronicle": "The local silkworm leaves are thin and the silk is too weak. All the yarn and silk weaved by the people are funded by Wuzhong."

In other words, Fujian actually has a trade model with two ends: on the one hand, it imports large quantities of Jiangnan raw silk from Wuxian County, Suzhou, and on the other hand, it exports finished satin and raw silk through the local processing industry.

Silk is mainly made of Huzhou silkworm silk, followed by tangerine silkworm, and there are plain weave, flower weave, cloud weave, gold thread weave...

Yarn also uses lake silk. The best ones include plain yarn, floral yarn, gold thread yarn...

Silk cloth is made of Hu silk, and there are few weavers nowadays...

above.

...

Including the raw silk that Zheng Zhilong trafficked to Japan every year, including the raw silk that the Dutch bought forcibly from Lao Zheng, 90% of these goods came from the same place: Wuxian County, Suzhou... the world's largest silk wholesale market in the 17th century.

Cutting off the enemy's financial resources and attacking the opponent's transportation lines are the most basic operations between hostile forces. Zheng Zhilong, the handsome guy who has long been listed as the number one enemy of the time-traveling regime in 1628, I am afraid that people still don't know that as early as the establishment of Hangzhou Station

From the beginning, attacking his raw silk transportation channels from the source was already one of the key tasks in the planning.

Well, this is called trying to find nowhere: faced with so many large and small merchants, Hangzhou Station originally couldn't spare the energy to investigate who the Zheng family's suppliers were, but unexpectedly one of them jumped out today...

...

...

Later that day, a radio wave came from Tangzhuang to Moyun Temple.

Not long after, two radio waves also emitted from Moyun Temple, one of which was destined for the senior officials, while the other penetrated into the depths of the void without knowing where it was going.

In the afternoon of the next day, the private port outside Zhapu Town.

Zhapu is located on the north shore of Hangzhou Bay, surrounded by mountains and sea. It has a superior geographical location and is the only place to enter Hangzhou Bay.

The sharp-bottomed fortune ships sailing from Fujian generally do not go deep into Hangzhou Bay - the hydrological conditions are complicated and there is a risk of stranding. Therefore, places such as Zhapu and Jinshan at the mouth of Hangzhou Bay have become the station of some Fujian and Guangdong merchant ships.

Anchorage.

The two lucky ships belonging to the Xie family are currently moored in a private harbor called Niutou Port outside Zhapu Town.

After leaving Hangzhou yesterday, Xie Chushui kept on traveling in a small boat. In half a day, he arrived at Zhapu Town, which is more than 50 miles away. After the captain Xie Shisan of the same clan was notified at that time, he did not dare to neglect and went to Zhapu early this morning.

Some groceries were randomly brought in from Zhapu Town to fill the remaining cabins. The Xie family's two boats are now ready to set off tomorrow morning.

While the sailors on the ship were bored and basking in the sun, two officers walked in from outside the private port, followed by a man who looked like a domestic servant.

The three gentlemen walked along the various large and small ships in the harbor, and soon arrived in front of the Xie family's ship.

"Is Tsuna here? Come out and say something!" the officer shouted after climbing onto the boat from the gangplank, speaking in a local dialect.

Xie Chushui and Xie Shisan, who were talking in the stern cabin, heard the sound and came out of the cabin. Seeing that they were two officers from Zhapu County, they hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "You are just the ship's leader. May I ask what you two officers do?

"

Generally speaking, these Fujian and Guangdong ship merchants in the private port are on the same level as the Zhapu County government. On weekdays, the ship merchants pay their dues in a timely manner, but the county government turns a blind eye to this place.

When the officer saw the real owner coming out, he stepped aside, raised his thumb and pointed behind his shoulder: "It's an errand to bring letters from home."

A young man with a round face, green clothes and a soft hat, who looked like a servant, walked out from behind the officer.

"I am from Mr. Lu's family in Donghu Town. I have a letter at home that I want to take to Zhangzhou Prefecture. I just found out that your ship is going to Fujian, so..." The young man stopped talking with a smile at this point.

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When Xie Chushui heard this, he knew the whole story and immediately laughed: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. It's a common thing to send family letters. It's a trivial matter. Come with me."

...Although he didn't know who this Mr. Lu from Donghu, Lao Shizi was, Xie Chushui knew that if he could make Zhapu County officials come to inquire and deliver letters, he must be a big local businessman. This couldn't be wrong.

Xie Xie was in a good mood and decided not to charge for express delivery. Maybe we could build a relationship in the future, right?
Chapter completed!