Chapter 168 The capital’s economy collapsed
Xiao Yingchun walked on the street, looking at the dusty streets and stone houses that were completely different from those in Daliang Jingcheng, and felt a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the girls here are all dressed in bright red and green, which adds a lot of bright colors to the gray and yellow background.
Girls from wealthy families are afraid of the sun and wind, so they will wear a curtain hat. The white gauze blocks the wind, sand and sunshine, and also blocks the coveted sight of others.
Xiao Yingchun thought of his fisherman's umbrella again...
Hmm... More than enough for practicality, not enough for aesthetics.
Forget it, I'll change some products and sell them to Daliang Chao.
Fu Chenan accompanied Xiao Yingchun into several clothing and jewelry stores.
Xiao Yingchun quickly found a new sales target: clothing and cloth.
The fabrics of various colors and textures that modern girls like are not available here!
The most precious thing in the Liang Dynasty was silk and satin.
But silk and satin are all woven from silk. The efficiency of manual looms is too low, the price is extremely expensive, and there are not many designs and colors.
If they want to make the silk and satin have colors, they prefer embroidery instead of printing and dyeing.
As each stitch is embroidered, won’t the wages go up?
How convenient is printing and dyeing...
Xiao Yingchun became obviously excited. After following Fu Chenan back home, Xiao Yingchun told Fu Chenan his thoughts.
Fu Chenan had long gone from shock to numbness at the various outfits of the women on his phone. Thinking about their strange clothes and fabrics, he couldn't help but nod.
"Your clothing materials are truly unseen and unheard of in the Liang Dynasty."
If you follow the style of the Liang Dynasty and use that kind of clothing material... it should be very marketable? !
The two of them agreed that Xiao Yingchun would go back to Time and Space Supermarket to place an order first, while Fu Chenan would go back to the military camp to check on the situation.
Entering the meeting room, Fu Chenan was surprised to see several lieutenants studying around an open umbrella.
Seeing Fu Chenan coming in, they all raised their hands and saluted: "General!"
"The general is back..."
Fu Chenan strode over: "What? What's wrong with this thing?"
Majunda put the hat umbrella on his head with silky movements: "General, this is a good thing!"
"Oh?" Fu Chenan looked at him puzzled.
"Our scouts are just right!" Majunda said, tightening the rope around his chin and explaining.
In order to find out information, scouts need to squat in a hidden spot for an hour or even longer without moving. They are prone to heatstroke on sunny days, and they may be soaked in rain on rainy days.
If they have this, they can wear it on their head and suffer a lot less.
"And this pattern is really suitable for use in the woods! If you put on your hat and squat down there, who would be able to tell that there is someone here?"
The other lieutenants looked at the green umbrellas with grass patterns and nodded.
Fu Chenan couldn't help laughing: "Then buy a few hundred of them."
One for each scout.
It was because I didn't think carefully and didn't think about the special situation of the scout.
Miss Xiao should be happy now...
Xiao Yingchun was naturally happy, but some people were not happy.
For example, His Majesty the Emperor Liang.
Nearly half of the houses in the capital were burned down, and the civil servants and military generals were not completely spared.
The rich started to build their houses intensively, but ordinary people who fell into poverty overnight were miserable: their houses burned down and they had no money to build them, what should they do?
The people who were affected by the disaster helped build houses for others, and while making a living, they also found ways to make some money.
They all want to build a thatched hut on the original homestead before it snows, so that they can have a roof over their heads.
But some people began to take advantage of the situation and buy homesteads at low prices.
Some people started selling their sons and daughters...
Everywhere you can see people with straw marks on their heads, people doing idle things, people crying until their voices become hoarse...
Thefts and robberies are happening one after another. The patrol camp in the capital is so busy that smoke is rising from the bottom of their feet. How can they be caught? ! Has there ever been such a mess at the feet of the Emperor? !
People are in panic, business people no longer want to do business, and shopping people don’t like shopping anymore.
People's livelihood is in decline.
The palace was inevitably affected: supplies in various palaces were reduced due to difficulties in purchasing.
The emperor didn't feel anything at first, but several beloved concubines made trouble in front of him.
They can only manage enough food, but they cannot control it well. They can no longer do whatever they want. They have almost used up soap, lip balm, and moisturizing cream!
Fu Chenan used to deliver them to the palace, but since Fu Chenan led the Fu Jiajun to leave, all the Tao Tao Ji products in the entire capital have been out of stock.
Seeing that the lipstick, moisturizing cream and soap they were used to were gone, they wanted to ask the emperor to act coquettishly and ask for some.
His Majesty the Emperor looked at these enchanting palace concubines and said one word with a dark face: "Get out!"
A bunch of short-sighted people, is this the time to care about these things now?
The most terrible thing now is that no one from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing has come back!
Tens of thousands of people!
None of them came back!
Were they killed by Fu Chenan?
Still got caught?
Or did you follow Fu Chenan and rebel? !
The emperor was panicked and sent people to investigate the families of these generals. Only then did they discover that the family members of these generals were picked up in the chaos the day after the fire!
Has Fu Chenan been prepared? !
After reading the report, the emperor could not believe his eyes and issued seven or eight edicts persistently, ordering the soldiers in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing to return immediately.
However, there was no news about the imperial edict and the person who sent it there.
what to do?
What to do? !
The emperor's heart was getting more and more panicked day by day, but on the surface he had to pretend to be calm.
The emperor looked at Lu Daban: "Do you think they have rebelled? They must have rebelled!"
Lu Daban stood beside the emperor: "If your majesty is worried, why not send someone over to investigate?"
The emperor glared at Lu Daban: "Who to send? Send you?"
Anyone sent at this time would be destined to die.
Lu Daban seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then replied firmly: "If Your Majesty needs me to go, I will go!"
The emperor thought for a while: "If you do this, take a few carrier pigeons with you to explore the situation. Once you understand the situation, release the carrier pigeons immediately..."
He actually sent Lu Daban to deliver the order!
The gray-haired Lu Daban had tears in his eyes and kowtowed deeply: "Old slave, please obey!"
In Ningyuan Hou Mansion, Mrs. Lao Hou and Mrs. Shizi were sitting face to face, looking calm.
Mrs. Lao Hou took a tea cup and took a sip of tea: "...Buy it."
Mrs. Shizi disagreed: "Mom, buying a homestead at a time like this is taking advantage of the situation."
Mrs. Hou shook her head: "If we don't buy it, others will buy it. But we can buy it like this..."
On the surface, Ningyuan Hou Mansion is also buying a homestead, but in fact it allows the seller to have a choice.
The seller can choose to sell the land directly, or use the homestead as collateral to borrow money first.
A year later, the seller made money and found a way to redeem it, but Ningyuan Houfu only charged 10% interest.
Compared with the usury money that comes out nine times and returns thirteen times, Ningyuan Houfu's move is completely regarded as a good deed.
Madam Lao Hou said: "Besides, we don't do it in our own name."
"In whose name will it be done?" Mrs. Shizi was confused.
"If you do it in Chun'er's name, just say it was done privately by his people."
Madam Prince:! ! !
Ao Guangchun? !
"My uncle is also from our Ningyuan Houfu. Won't they put the blame on Ningyuanhoufu?!"
Mrs. Hou snorted coldly: "He has a bad reputation anyway, and he doesn't care about having more shit basins."
Madam Prince:...
(End of chapter)