Chapter 616: Gu Yu

Outside Jinju City, about a dozen miles away from Northwest Daying, there is a row of solid concrete houses.
There is also a large warehouse and courtyard behind the cement house.
In the morning, the sound of horses hoofs on the official road outside the door shook the sky, setting off dust in the sky.
A group of military men stopped in front of the concrete room.
The one in the lead was very handsome, just a little darker.
He raised his head and glanced at the wooden plaque at the entrance of the cement house, [Sanhe Express Jinzhou Luomahe Substation].
Gu Yan grinned, looking like You Rongyan.
He pointed to the words on the wooden plaque and said to the people around him: "Look at it, my sister's property."
"cut!"
The big guys booed him together.
Gu Ling didn't care, carrying a baggage and walked into the gate of the substation.
"Send Express!"
Ma Gui hurried out of the room.
Ma Gui came out of the capital, drove thousands of miles, and finally came to his work site, Sanhe Express Jinzhou Luomahe Substation.
He worked as a courier here.
Half a year has passed since I left the capital at the beginning of the year.
From late spring to midwinter, Wende's two years are about to pass.
And he has also become a senior courier, skilled in business.
"Where to send it? Fill out the form yourself, or do I fill it out for you?"
Ma Gui nowadays, there is no nervousness when he left Beijing.
He is already an old fried dough stick at the express station, enough to train new people.
boom!
Gu Ling put the burden on the table again, "Send to the capital, I will fill in the form myself. I heard that Sanhe Express now has cooperation with the Shaofu Bank, can you send money?"
Hearing this, Ma Gui couldn't help but glanced at Gu Ling more.
He knew this person, and the Sirius Army of the Northwest Camp was said to be a small head.
I have sent it several times, all of which are to the capital.
Ma Gui nodded, "Look at the military master, this is a new service opened by Sanhe Express. It helps to send money to the Shaofu Bank and only charges a small fee."
Gu Ling pinched his chin and looked at the colorful brochures, what a waste of heart!
Such things do not need to be printed in color. Could the younger sister be deceived by the people below? Is someone greedy for money?
He thought about it for a while, but felt very worried.
Ask Ma Gui to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study. He wants to write to his sister in Jingcheng to remind her not to be deceived by her servants. A booklet is also printed in color, so much money!
Those dog things that deceive the top and the bottom, when he returns to the capital, they must be stripped of their skins.
Ma Gui said to Gu Ling, "Three pens and pens."
"There is so much nonsense, if you are asked to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study, you will prepare." Gu Ling roared impatiently.
Ma Gui rolled his eyes secretly, he was not afraid of these big soldiers now.
Sanhe Express was co-organized by Sihai Commercial Bank and the Ministry of War. The postmasters of the express stations are also veterans who have retired from the barracks.
These big men who serve as soldiers dominate other places, but they dare not mess around at the express station.
Thinking of the time when he first came to the Northwest, Ma Gui wanted to laugh at himself.
At that time, when he saw the soldier, he was scared to death, and his hands were trembling when he was helping people write the express delivery. Once, a few soldiers rushed into the courier station, one by one, he was so vicious that he almost peeed in fright.
It's like now, I don't even bother to lift my eyelids.
He handed the Four Treasures of the Study to Gu Ling, and then gave the courier note to other soldiers.
Most of these soldiers are illiterate.
The address on the courier slip has to be filled out by the courier.
No wonder every courier was required to learn at least 500 words during the training.
This is illiterate, so I can't be a courier.
These days, when a porter delivers goods, there are such high demands.
Fortunately, he was very satisfied with the treatment.
"Can you help me write letters?" A big soldier with a scar on his face asked Ma Gui.
Ma Gui nodded, "You can write on your behalf, but the handwriting is not good. Look at me, it can't be compared to the master Xiucai."
"Your handwriting is beautiful, and I won't find you yet. You write a letter for me and send it back with these things."
Master Xiucai is good at writing, and the charges are expensive. At least eight cents in summer, and cold in winter, the master of scholars also increased the price, asking for twelve cents.
But at the courier station, the pen and ink on paper plus the letter writing is only five cents. The price is the same throughout the year.
It's like a master of scholarship, who also increases prices according to the weather.
Ma Gui took out the letter paper, pressed it with a paperweight, and asked, "What do you want to write?"
The big soldier smiled, "Flower, I'm expensive, do you miss me..."
Ma Gui was sour while writing for others.
These big soldiers, in terms of stewardship, are yellow and violent.
In the words of the scholar next door, it is vulgar. Speaking bluntly, without any literary style, he is not particular.
Big head soldier: "..."
Last time Lao Tzu's brain was flooded, and spent 12 cents to ask a scholar to write a letter. As a result, Huaer couldn't understand what Suan Xiucai wrote. Annoyed him.
It is better to spend five cents and ask the courier at the courier station to help write the letter. Although the words are ugly, and there are typos, but they are straightforward! Hua'er can understand his intentions just by looking at it.
Ma Gui wrote two pages in one breath. Seeing that there were only the last few lines left, he began to yell, "Enough is enough. You can only write two pages at most. If you write more, you will have to add money!"
The big head soldier was a bit reluctant, he still had a lot to say.
The courier's letter is straightforward enough, just like waste paper.
It's better to write a letter and summarize it, and save paper. It's a pity that Huaer couldn't understand the letter written by Suan Xiucai.
Ma Gui reminded again, "I can write more, hurry up and be serious. Stop talking nonsense."
The big soldier scratched his head and pulled Gu Ling who was writing next to him, "General, can you really send money now?"
Gu Ling said, "If you are not at ease, I will send it first. If you can receive it, you will send the money to them. It really can't work. Next time, when the people from the wool workshop come over, I will help you and drag them. Bring the money back."
"That's troublesome!"
Gu Yu said, "That's no way, we can't just go into the city. People from the wool workshop are not always available. However, I read this booklet and it says that if the money is lost, the compensation will be covered. The premise is that you have to spend some money to buy it. A guarantee."
"Really pay for compensation?" The big head soldier looked surprised, and he asked Ma Gui again, "If the money is lost, will you pay for compensation?"
Ma Gui lifted his eyelids, "You have to charge twice the handling fee to cover the compensation. One or two silvers, which is normally ten cents. If you want to cover the compensation, you will get 20 pens."
"Okay!" The big soldier grinned, "Spend more money and feel at ease. Last year, I dragged my fellow villager to help me bring money back, but the greeted Lao Tzu's money without telling me, and lied to my mother that I was injured. , Cheated two taels of silver from my mother's hands.
I only hate that who refuses to come to this realm again, otherwise Lao Tzu would have killed him. But I keep this account in mind. When I go back and find him, I have to make him pay me back with interest. "
Hearing what happened to the big head soldier, Ma Gui shook his head.
This kind of thing, only after he became a courier, did he realize that it was common. It happens almost every day.
These years, people have made money in other places and cannot go back for a while. In most cases, they entrust the villagers to help bring the money back.
The help of fellow villagers with money is the most unreliable thing in the world
With good luck, ten taels of silver can fall into the hands of the family. If it is bad luck, ten taels of silver, four or five taels left is not bad.
What's even more unfortunate is that the ten taels of silver were not left at the end, and the family was cheated of money. Such as the big head soldier.
Who can talk about this?
Folks in the village, they said that they have worked hard to bring money back, and they have to be scared on the road.
What can I do?
Even in the case of a lawsuit, the county lords don't care.
This kind of thing is unclear.
But if you don't rely on the fellow to bring the money, the money won't reach the family.
Counting on the bank?
Little ordinary people, a few hundred cents, a few taels of silver, the bank is not willing to take care of it.
Another, Xiaomin has a natural awe of the bank. Xiaomin will never step into the bank unless he is desperate.
Moreover, most people actually don't know what business projects the bank actually carries out.
Don't get it! Don't get it!
If you don't understand, then stay away.
The big soldier called Ma Gui and wrote: "Fancy, this time I will send you five taels of silver, two taels of medicine for father, you save the rest, and I will send you money next time."
"Wait!" The big soldier stopped Ma Gui's pen and told him to stop writing. "After my money is sent back successfully, how can my family get this money?"
Ma Gui said: "Any money sent will be sent to the Shaofu Bank. The bank will send out a receipt along with your parcel and send it to your hometown. After your family gets the receipt, you can bring along the guide and identification papers. Go to the Shaofu Bank in the county seat to withdraw money."
The big soldier frowned, "If the money is lost, who am I going to pay for? Will you scorn?"
Ma Gui rolled his eyes, but still patiently explained: "You come to check in three months. If the money does not arrive, we will verify it. If the money is lost, it will definitely be paid to you within half a year. But if your money is worth someone We are not responsible for false collars.
Therefore, you must think clearly about whose name is the payee on the receipt. Your father, your mother, your daughter-in-law, your son? Only the payee on the receipt, holding the identity document and the guide, can get the money at the bank.
But even so, there will still be people who take the remittance receipts to falsely claim them. For example, if the payee you write is your brother, but the one who gets the money is your brother-in-law, and the bank is not clear! We don't care about this. You can resolve such disputes yourself. "
The soldier scratched his hair with a distressed expression.
What people say makes sense.
Brother and brother-in-law, the bank can't distinguish.
Therefore, the bank only recognizes the name of the payee on the receipt, as well as the identity papers and directions of the payer. Give money as long as they agree.
"Then, then I will write my father's name."
A fellow jokes at him, "Don't write your wife's name?"
"I'm not worried about her running into the county seat with a woman."
"Haha, don't you worry about your brother-in-law taking your money."
"go away!"