Generally, the season when ice and snow are blooming in spring, when water is released to irrigate the paddy fields, but when rice is harvested in autumn, you can also try your luck in the dry fields when the water is clean. Although the probability is much smaller than when picking beads in big rivers such as Yalu River and Daling River.

Fortunately, Mao Jue didn't want to pick some Dongzhu, and the whole event was more like a show. It was rare in the 1,000 acres of rice fields. The garrison households were waving the water while smudged the silt, turning out the autumn rice fish and huge river clams. The other soldier was on the side of the field and had a picnic.

Veeyi cooked in person, and I wonder if this girl was on time. She looked at the dishes she had prepared, such as fried leeks with eggs, fried leeks with river clams, fried leeks with rice and fragrant fish, shredded leeks with shredded leeks, staple food or leek boxes. Before she could eat them, Mao Jue felt that his nose was hot, and this was the rhythm of being strong and strong.

Just next to the table, there were a lot of large clam shells. The river clams were really big enough, and the small ones were laughing at each other. The big ones were as big as small wheels. No wonder they could give birth to the Eastern Pearl, which was a treasure in the Qing Dynasty. Although I didn’t find a single pearl in one morning, the clam meat was full.

And the scene that really made Mao Jue care about happened. The relatives who came with cigarettes and alcohol, and the couples Qian Zeng brought naturally opened a jar of corn wine, then lit a cigarette in his hand, smoking and chatting. The familiar scene of handing over cigarettes, like the old drivers in later generations.

The reason why cigarettes are popular is that on the one hand it stimulates the brain's stimulation effect. Nicotine can encourage the brain to secrete the happy element dopamine. On the other hand, it is because it is simple and addicted to cigarettes. It can be taken out casually and put it in your mouth and light it on fire. It is a cheap enjoyment. Unlike the old seniors who used to be dry tobacco, they have to pull out the tobacco and carry a long cigarette bag.

People make a little move, that is, the source of wealth.

No matter them, even Qian Zeng, who ate a box of leeks, took out a cigarette and lit it. He then took a sip. Then he suddenly noticed Mao Jue's face that seemed to be smiling, which made the young master of kidney deficiency embarrassed.

"How about it, Brother Qian?"

"I picked up this little thing at will and took it with you if I don't pay attention! If Brother Mao sells it to Jiangnan, Qian can take a boat back and try it this time, but I don't know what the price is?"

I also realized the commercial value of this thing and took a deep breath. Qian Zeng showed a happy expression.

The preparations were really complete. Mao Jue took out several cigarette boxes and placed them on the table. The packaging also ranged from simple to complex. On the right side was a small wooden carved box, with only the complicated pattern printing and dyeing on the box, just like a work of art. The one leaned against it was like a rouge box, and the third was a paper case box with landscapes printed on it, which was also good. The last one was much simpler. The soft packaging shell of rice paper, and the paintings on it were like children's graffiti.

"The wooden box is the best part of the middle leaf of tobacco, and there are spices inside. This one is a box of two taels of silver, 20 boxes, one hundred and fifty cents per box. The highest-end appearance is like the upper class of your official Fan."

"The rouge box is a women's cigarette, which is also selected from the best part of the middle section of tobacco leaves. With some gentle spices, as women's cigarettes, there should be a lot of sales on the Qinhuai River, one tael of silver per one, and seventy-five cents a box."

"The third level is for scholars, middle class, medium tobacco leaves, a small amount of spices, five hundred ounces, thirty ounces per box, and the last level is for ordinary people, one hundred and sixty ounces per box, ten ounces per box, the lowest tobacco leaves, no spices!"

"This cigarette is your business with me! Don't ask Mr. Fan to cooperate. I won't give you any price for the goods. Mao will give you 10,000 taels of silver. We will work together in Yangzhou, Yingtian, Changshu, and Suzhou to open four tobacco shops first. I will give you 28% of the money I earn this time. What do you think?"

Still not very optimistic about the boxes of cigarettes. Mao Jue's proposal was equivalent to taking all the risks. He just opened his mouth and two legs. At most, he could take up more space on the ship. This time, he nodded less than the Beijing goods. He didn't even think about it, and he didn't know what he would look like when he leaned against this in the future.

"become!"

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The business in Jiangnan was negotiated like this. At the same time, Mao Jue's cigarette plan that penetrated Houjin was also quietly underway.

The horse market on the Yalu River has become the largest border market in Northeast Asia, not only wine exchange, ginseng horses, cloth, velvet, needles, pots and pans, and groceries of all sizes. Almost all have become department stores. The Mongolians who are farthest from the Liaohe River are from almost half of Liaodong who come here to trade, covering the entire Eight Banners.

This border market brings a profit of tens of thousands of taels per month, but this profit is not what Mao Jue eats himself, but he has to share about half of the profit to other generals in Dongjiang Town. Each company will sell the goods in stock. The mountain goods Mao Jue received is a little higher than the southern goods merchants. Especially his son Mao Wenlong, he has to pay 10,000 taels per month for his father, and the whole Mao family also has to support him. After all, everyone makes money and everyone is happy together. The court will investigate the whole Dongjiang team. If he eats alone, someone will definitely be jealous of others.

On the market, the price was adjusted and the smoke rings flew up from the other end. At this time, the Later Jin people were actually very simple, not as merciless as those bannermen who formed the old Beijing culture. A silly young white Jurchen chief led the horse and came up curiously.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing? Why are you still vomiting cigarettes?"

"You don't know this! This thing is called China, and it was passed down from the Boni Kingdom overseas. It is the most popular thing in the Ming Dynasty! Sucking can make people feel like they are ascending to the Pure Land, floating in the air, and when they are tired, and when they are hungry and before they eat, you can also relieve fatigue and stop hunger. This is a good thing!"

The fat man had a cigarette in his index finger and middle finger. Although he was very frustrated with the Ming Dynasty, the Later Jin people were still very inferior to the Ming Dynasty culture. When he heard that the Ming Dynasty was popular, the Jurchen man who was holding a horse became interested immediately.

"That, can I try to draw one too!"

"It's quite choking! You may not be able to bear the first time!"

The fat man was generous and pushed a cigarette over. The Jurchen man holding the horse was also full of novelty. He sucked in hard and immediately coughed when he was choked. The fat man smiled funnyly and immediately leaned back and forth.

"I just said you can't do it! Okay, you can't enjoy this thing, so you'd better look at something else!"

"Whoever says, who says I can't do it, I'll try again!"

"Okay, okay, you continue to try, it will be slower, don't be too fierce!"

He imitated the fat man and sucked his mouth full of sip. After a moment, the Jurchen man seemed to have found the fun of tobacco and became enjoyable. After spitting out a smoke ring, he also gave a thumbs up at the fat man.

"nice one!"

"We brothers are destined to be together, so I'll give you these boxes!"

It was so generous. With a wave of his hand, the fat man threw out three or five boxes. He held the cigarette box. The Jurchen man thanked him again, put the baby in the cafe and walked out of the city with satisfaction.

As soon as the man left, a look of a successful conspiracy immediately appeared on Su Changmei's bun's face. He threw the cigarette butt and hummed in a slight way and shook his fat head.

"Go! Next time you come, you have to pay the money!"

There is no free lunch in the world. Now it’s time to advertise. If he throws it out like him, he has to go out one or two thousand boxes a day. He, the great iron steward, has personally taken the battle. Every businessman sent to the market has a task of selling out, and how many people need to be launched in a day.

But if you are really addicted to smoking, you have to buy it with real money. In just a few days, the sales period given by Mao Jue has not yet ended, and you have already seen the money back. Just like Su Changmei brought ten cigarettes today, she gave two cigarettes at noon, and sold three of them. She changed to a sheep, a few boxes of ginseng, a marten, and a large Ganoderma lucidum. She threw the Ganoderma lucidum into the money box, and lit one with her hand. The fat man continued to enjoy the cigarette ring.

"What a good thing!"

"But Mr. Jiang, why don't he use it himself?"

No wonder Fatty Su was puzzled. Since the opening of the cigarette factory in Yizhou, Mao Jue has started to promote it vigorously within himself. He has 1,600 personal corps, and he has sent five boxes of cigarettes for free a month. His generals and the generals of Dongjiang also gave them strongly. Now, Wen Meng, Pang Dahai, Mao Youde, Mao Zhongming, and even the foreign brothers, Tian Tao, and He Momo, have been drawn out and become smokers. But Mao Jue, the initiator, does not smoke.

"Forget it, don't care!"

Another Mongolian man holding a horse came over and looked over his head curiously. The bad words just now were thrown out by Su Changmei again. This time, not only did he sell the cigarettes, but he also sold another cigarette. In the territory of Hou Jin, an old cigarette gun appeared, and another string of silver appeared in Mao Jue's pocket.
Chapter completed!