Chapter 3000 Supporting Role

He is just a small businessman. Although he has been traveling to Laizhou for many years, who would ask who drew the drawings of the ferry?

It would be good to know under which county magistrate the ferry was built.

but……

Cheng Jiulang's heart moved and he quickly said: "Maybe someone knows."

"who?"

Cheng Jiulang said: "Cheng has a friend, he is from Qingzhou, his surname is Qian. This Mr. Qian is a scholar. He has taught in the county school for two years, and also worked as an official in Linzi County and Qingzhou Governor's Office.

He is not only talented but also well-informed. He may know things that small businessmen like me don't know."

Bai Shan raised his eyebrows and asked, "I wonder where he is serving at this time?"

Cheng Jiulang said without changing his expression: "He is not suitable for officialdom, so he is idle at home, but I think if Mr. Bai comes to invite you in person, he should be willing to go to Beihai County."

He said: "Master Bai is different from other adults. When he talked about adults before, he also praised him a lot."

Although Bai Shan didn't know whether what he said was true or false, he was indeed very happy, so he asked Mr. Qian's address and wrote it down.

Bai Shan went down again to see Cheng Jiulang off, hinting: "We will have a rest today and tomorrow. We are just going out for a walk, so we don't want to disturb the gentry and officials in Laizhou too much."

Cheng Jiulang understood and immediately said: "Cheng understands, sir, don't worry, I will not reveal your identity."

Bai Shan expressed satisfaction and invited him, "If you go back to Qingzhou next time, you can make a detour to our Beihai County. We will treat you to seafood."

Cheng Jiulang agreed with a smile, said goodbye and left.

Bai Shan watched him leave, then turned and went upstairs.

Zhou Man and others looked at him happily and asked, "Who else do you want to see next?"

He slumped down on the chair and waved his hand: "Gone. I'm very tired today and don't want to move."

Having said that, in the evening, he and Zhou Man squatted at the dock with Daji and Western cakes, and mingled with the day laborers who were just finishing work, or were still waiting to be called, and asked them about their daily earnings.

Questions like money, types of goods to be transported, who has the most ships, who is the most generous, etc.

After the chat was over, Bai Shan had finished delivering the maltose in his hand, and it was getting dark. He stood up and stared blankly at the ships still floating on the sea for a while, then turned around and took Zhou Man's hand back to the inn.

Bai Erlang and Ming Da also came back from shopping. He said to Bai Shan, "We have asked for you. The most goods coming out of Laizhou Ferry are porcelain and lacquerware, as well as fabrics and furs."

"But there are a lot of fabrics, mostly linen and cotton. There are also a lot of silks and satins, but they are much less compared to these." Bai Erlang said: "In addition, there are gold and silverware, wine, medicine and bronze mirrors.

These messy things, anyway, there are all kinds of goods. I asked about the price, and many things are cheaper here than in Qingzhou. The store owners said that even though it is only half an hour away from Laizhou City, the prices are completely different.

, many people come out of the city specifically to buy things here.”

"If they don't enter the city, they will pay less city entry tax."

Bai Erlang asked: "Then do you want to move the Beihai County government office to Longchi in the future? That way you can collect more taxes?"

Zhou Man looked at him and said, "This is so hateful."

Bai Shan couldn't help but feel happy. He glanced at Zhou Man and said, "I don't want to be hated like Master Fu for many years."

Zhou Man defended: "I don't hold a grudge! I just... couldn't help but say a few words."

Bai Shan: "And then find a way to make money back from the Fu family?"

Zhou Man: "...Don't talk nonsense, Sister Fu and I are good friends."

Bai Shan smiled and then said to Bai Erlang: "The wealth of the people is the wealth of the country. There is no need for the county government to compete with businessmen for these few profits. And as you can see, things here are generally cheaper than those in the city, so

The benefits granted by the county government will eventually return to the hands of the local people."

To put it bluntly, he set up the county government in Longchi and collected their city entry tax. Wouldn’t they add it to the price of goods?

Just like Man Bao when she was a child, Magistrate Fu collected her town tax, but she turned around and raised the price of sugar to sell to Miss Fu Er, doubling the profit from the Fu family. In the end, she couldn't even tell what was going on.

Who loses and gains.

So it is better to relax our hands and make it convenient for them, and also let the local people get some benefits.

Mingda glanced at Bai Erlang and saw that he had a look on his face, but he didn't take it to heart. She knew that he didn't think deeply. She wanted to remind him a few words, but she thought that he was just an official.

, without thinking any more, he simply asked: "How is the book your father asked you to write?"

Bai Erlang stiffened and was speechless.

Zhou Man and Bai Shan looked at him immediately, "How is your writing going?"

Bai Erlang curled his lips and said unhappily: "I just wrote a little bit, but I'm not very satisfied with it. I've discarded it as manuscript paper."

Zhou Man stretched out his hand and said, "Show me."

Bai Erlang refused, "I haven't started writing yet, how can I show it to you?"

"Just look at the manuscript paper."

"No!" Bai Erlang firmly refused.

Zhou Man narrowed his eyes and said, "That was written about me, why don't you show it to me? Tell me, have you vilified me?"

"I don't!" he cried, "Am I that kind of person?"

Bai Erlang didn't vilify Zhou Man, he just couldn't help but write it truthfully, and then he didn't write like a fairy.

He himself felt that the writing was not good. How could a god be so stingy, grudge-y and greedy?

He looked at Zhou Man with some dissatisfaction and said: "This book is too difficult to write. I don't understand why Your Majesty asked me to write it."

Mingda: "You can write so well about Mr. Xiang. Man Bao has grown up with you. You know everything about her. You should write better."

Bai Erlang shook his head sadly and said, "No, it's even harder to write."

Bai Shan couldn't help but said: "Who asked you to write about her? His Majesty asked you to write about gods. He just wanted to describe Taibai in it as full of treasures."

Zhou Man: "Hey, isn't it mainly about me?"

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang said: "If you really can't write it, just write whatever you want. Keep the image of Taibai and I will write it!"

Zhou Man glanced at him, then looked at Bai Erlang, "Aren't you going to write the story of Taibai's descent to earth?"

Bai Erlang looked at Bai Shan: "So can Taibai be abbreviated?"

After receiving Bai Shan's nod, he perked up and became happy, "Actually, what I want to write about most is Wenquxing. Isn't Wenquxing's descending to earth to survive calamity more interesting than Taibai's descending to earth to survive calamity?"

"In this case, I have to write freely. That Taibai is just a small supporting role. Well, I don't need you to help me write it. Just a few strokes and that's it. Isn't it the image of Man Bao? Simple, round face, white skin

, lively, that’s all, you can barely be considered gentle, walking around the world holding a piano and carrying a medicine box? "

Zhou Man: "... After a few strokes, why did you write about me? Taibai came down to earth just to show his face?"

? ?Meet you at 7 p.m.

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