.As soon as the book time arrived, more than a dozen covered grain boats sailed away from the river bank. Under the bright moonlight, they drew heavy water and gradually approached the north bank.

Colonel Nobavsky, who was involved in the famous "grain merchant gate" incident at the end of the development of the "grain merchant gate" incident, was not only recruited to Dezhou, but also received a slander from the capital, and almost lost his black hat on his head. When he returned to the garrison of Wuding Mansion, he had to bow and laugh and send the people who were wronged in the incident out of the country. He also went to General Zeng Tianyang, the commander-in-chief of the Qingzhou garrison of Taiping Kingdom on the other side of the Shuhe River to express his deep apology.

Nobavsky, who was completely disgraced and was disgraced for several days of "big wine" in depression, suddenly had an idea after several "big braidshu officials" who were so smart that they suddenly had an idea. Yes, Wuding Mansion is too poor, and the land has been garrisoned for more than a year, and it seems that he has not really gained much benefit. Since it cannot stop the civil exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, why not...

Therefore, under the instructions of Nobanosky and the operation of the Binzhou magistrate, a group of "serious North Bank grain traders" took over the business sent by the South Bank grain traders. From then on, there were no Russian soldiers patrol along the coast, but instead handed over the patrol task to the Binzhou regiment training. The large-scale north-south grain transactions once every three days no longer gave Nobanovsky a headache, but brought him generous returns.

The magistrate of Binzhou, wearing a long gown and a small watermelon hat, stood at the ferry, with his already thin and slender neck stretching out like a big goose. Seeing the grain ship gradually approaching the river, he really felt like he had been drought and raining for a long time.

The grain transactions under his leadership have begun to be on the right track. A large number of grains coming from the south bank were not left locally, but flocked to Zhili through his hands. As Jiangsu and Zhejiang have long become the territory of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the "wine and grain" that can be met through canal transportation in the early years has now become history. In addition, since last year, it has gradually been promoted to various places such as "donation movements", "patriotic soldiers recruiting movements", etc., which have led to not only farmers, but also a large number of landlords who have left their hometowns. The less food is short of food, the less food is planted, and the large swath of land is abandoned regardless of the advantages and disadvantages. In this case, even the food that maintains people's basic survival has become valuables, and there is still a big gap, let alone any wealthy food can enter the winery?

But the reality is so strange. Despite the lack of food, the business of the wine industry is becoming more and more popular. Of course, the price of wine is naturally high. Take Lao Baigan, a well-known market in Hengshui area as an example. Since the beginning of last year, the price of wine has increased at a rate of at least double every month. According to many elderly people who have experienced that era, at that time, when commenting on who is poor and who is rich, it does not depend on how much gold, silver and treasures your family has, but on whose family has more wine, because, in most daily books, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy wine. People who have experienced that era remember that, especially Shanxi people, at the beginning of 1856, the once famous Xinghua Village winery had no wine. Without the wine restriction order issued by the imperial court, the only remaining winery in the Qing Dynasty was left with a "Hengshui Lao Baigan".

There was once such a real joke among the people. There was a lonely Han Shu in Shenzhou who inherited the excellent winemaking skills of the ancestral arts. The small roasted pot made was once famous in the four-mile villages and could barely survive. However, since last year, due to the shortage of food, like other small wineries, he was unemployed. Soon, he was so poor that he had nothing. From a small roasted master, he instantly turned into a famous poor man. In desperation, he thought that he might as well join the "Party Soldiers Recruitment Movement", at least he could make a meal? Unfortunately, the "unsuperficial Mother" just asked him to have scabies. During the interview, the poor man had just taken off his shirt and almost scared the officials who led the troops to death...

It was really raining and it was hard to wrap the hungry belly. The only dilapidated old house in the house was destroyed in the heavy rain that followed. Death, he might be completely relieved. Just when he felt desperate, he could escape the sea of ​​suffering. Miracle happened. Under the root of a collapsed gable wall, the rain washed out a black pottery altar. The altar was inconspicuous, but when the poor man opened the wax seal, the poor man was almost happy and did not faint.

The wine is flowing with a strong and mellow wine. Oh my God, it was a jar of calligraphy brewed by the dead father buried underground, with a total of more than twenty pounds. How much did the 20 pounds be bought? No one knows. But the neighbors around all know that the buyer of this jar of book cooking pot should be considered a very famous person in the capital. In order to welcome the bride of the book, this very famous person bought wine all the way. After negotiations, the poor man happily followed the wine buyer to the capital. The neighbors swear to say that later someone had seen this poor man who had become the son-in-law of the very famous person in the capital.

It is said that paper in Luoyang is expensive, and no one has ever seen the scene of wine in Hengshui? This kind of thing is actually not difficult to understand. The few wineries that have been maintained in Hengshui have long become "buyed wineries" for Russian allies who came to selflessly assist the Qing government, because from Puzhou to Wuding, after all, 60,000 "big wine jars" were gathered in one book.

Think about it, the current magistrate of Harbin received countless food that people were looking forward to from the south bank, and then escorted to Hengshui by fully armed Russian soldiers, "processed incoming materials" into fine wine, and then returned to Shandong. What a wonderful big business! So, when the Nanban grain ship that was supposed to dock last night actually missed the time, how could the magistrate of Harbin not be in a hurry? How could he not go barefoot?

More than a dozen grain ships leaned on the shore and spread around them. The hundreds of bare-handed and trained brave men who were greedily sucking the cigarettes given to them by the grain merchants four days ago rushed to the shore, saying hello to the people on the boat, fearing that they would fall behind. They did not come to patrol, but to transport grain.

"Oh, you guys, how hard you worked!" Ha Magistrate bowed his waist and clasped his fists, smiling at the first player Ma who jumped ashore. "Ma Barrister Ma, you are not interested this time. It made the brothers wait for your big carriage for a whole night last night, and they were almost jumping into the river."

This Mass Magistrate Ha had known each other for a long time. Mass Ma, who was in his fifties, was a famous grain merchant in Qingzhou. He was also the one who was detained by Nobanoski as a spy.

"Haha, the magistrate has come to greet him in person. I, Lao Ma, is so honorable, and honorable." The shopkeeper Ma smiled and returned the gift, and squeezed at the young man who followed him, and then turned to the magistrate of Ha. "I have been in a bad condition these days, and it has not been easy to collect food. General Zeng Tian, ​​the elderly care officer, heard that the food sent to the north bank cannot reach the hands of the people at all, so it is very likely to be controlled in the future. Alas, it is difficult. I will introduce you to the shopkeeper Zhong today. You will have more dates in the future. I want to take a break."

"Rumor is definitely rumor! I came to pick up the grain myself today to supervise the grain merchants' stockpiling of goods." The Harbin magistrate gritted his teeth and slapped, and then urged the shopkeeper Zhong who walked up to the front, "Shopkeeper Zhong, there are more than 100,000 people in Binzhou, and they will all rely on your great kindness in the future!"

Manager Zhong smiled and said, "It's easy to say, sir, then take the goods."

"Thank you, thank you!" Magistrate Ha nodded repeatedly as if he had a bone. Unfortunately, when he straightened up, his face stiffened.

The rain cloth covering the grain was lifted up, but what appeared in the eyes of the Harbin County Magistrate not the grain he expected to make macao and macao, but the soldiers who rushed to the ashore.

Zhong Qiming pulled off the melon-skin hat on his head with a small braid, threw it away casually, and almost simultaneously lifted his right leg towards the crotch of Harbin County.

"Oh..." Ha Magistrate Ha only hummed half a moment, and rolled aside with a ball of books. After a few twitches, he slowly became stiff...
Chapter completed!