Chapter 104: Shinong, Industry and Commerce

There is a soft sedan when I come, but I can only walk when I return.
King Ning Gaohuai didn't give special instructions, and no one cared. This is the capital city, a place where everything is inferior, but the "truth" that is high in reading is carried forward to the fullest.
A place where most people engraved the "people, farmers, commerce, and industry" in their bones. Even if Yunan visits the Princess Mansion as a guest of Princess Yongle, even if her identity is placed in Los Angeles, she is considered noble, but? In the capital... The scale is different.
The subordinates in the princess's mansion treated Yun'an with a very subtle attitude. Although people couldn't fault it, they all showed contempt and neglect.
How much is Yunan? I can feel some, she doesn't care about the attitude of strangers, she just feels a little bit emotional.
The economic atmosphere of Los Angeles is stronger, and people's pursuit of commerce has played down the class style.
Therefore, Yun'an does not have a deep feeling about the "feudal society". It is not until today and after a walk in the princess's mansion that she can see the corner of the iceberg, the "feudal system" described in the Blue Star textbook. How cold and cruel it is.
It is a kind of undisguised, once affixed with the label of "inferiority", there will never be a sense of suffocation of turning over.
Because Yun'an turned on the ultra-clear camera in advance and keenly captured many images, many of the people in the princess's mansion either looked from a distance, or hurriedly glanced, or inadvertently stared at each other. The emotion is like a super-cleanliness patient passing by an open-air spot. Even though the dislike is fleeting, it was caught by Yun'an.
As a Blue Star person, Yun An was shocked. He didn't write on his face and didn't wear a sign on his head. How did they distinguish their "class"?
Also, it's just people who don't even have a free body in the princess mansion. Who gave them the courage to look down on a free person?
Yun'an thought about this for a long time, and had a vague answer in his mind.
She thought of something, something that Yan Guo often sees when she comes to it-Silk Ribbon.
I remember when I first saw Li Yuan: There were two silk ribbons hanging around his ears, and today Ning Wang Gaohuai's crown hat also has a pair of silk ribbons.
At this moment, Yun'an's heart felt as if the river was overwhelmed, and the "feudalism" was bitten into his bones. Isn't it just that?
Whether it is a silk ribbon or a woman's veil, they are all products of classifying and objectifying people.
Just like the goods in the store, the ones with silk ribbons are high-quality products.
The veiled are the accessories...
As for the so-called freedom?
The subordinates in the princess mansion probably don't know what it is. Perhaps this concept is not a reference for measuring something in this era.
Yun An thought of Lin Buxian again, and of the person full of mysterious beauty when they met for the first time.
"How on earth... did you come here?"
Yun An realized that he seemed to underestimate the suffering Lin Buxian had endured over the years. He walked the world as a man with dumplings on the head of a businessman.
What about her?
How did she feel when she walked onto the street for the first time with a light veil?
Does anyone hug her afterwards? comfort her? Tell her: As a woman, being a merchant is not the original sin?
Probably... no.
Lin Buxian's once whispered words sounded in his ears.
She said: "You don't have to worry about me, my reputation... As early as when I took over the family business and stepped out of the house, I was already defeated, not bad for this one."
Yun An's heart throbbed.
What kind of beating and experience can make her calmly say such things?
Is she really calm?
Doesn't she... hurt? Thinking of the faces and eyes of those people, do you still have lingering fears?
The fist hidden in the cuffs suddenly clenched, Yun An felt a suffocation, the suffocation of this space-time environment.
It seems that I have never really felt the same way before. Putting aside the hidden dangers planted by the early generations, just look at the current scale of the Lin Mansion...
It turns out that the person I like is so amazing.
Thinking of this, Yun An's respect for Lin Buxian rose up.
...
On the other side, Los Angeles, thousands of miles away.
The Los Angeles government office issued an official document three days ago, requesting all the merchants in the Los Angeles government to send a speaker as soon as possible to meet at Qibaolou three days later to discuss important matters.
The date is exactly today.
Lin Buxian asked Lin Wei on this matter, who should go to this banquet.
The result? Lin Wei thought about it for a while and told Lin Buxian, "My father has long been ignoring everything in the mansion. Now that it is inconvenient to come out suddenly, it is better for you to participate and bring a few more people with you."
Lin Buxian responded, but his heart was cold.
If it were placed in the past, my father would definitely not let himself go, because not long ago, their father and daughter had just acted in a play. Lin Buxian pretended to be sick and fainted, and avoided Zhong Xiaoting's wooing.
How many days is this?
? He pushed himself out again. What would Zhong Xiaoting think after seeing him?
The fact that Liu was pregnant and sent away has become a thorn that lay between the father and daughter. With the passage of time, the roots grew deeper, or it ended quietly when Liu gave birth to a daughter.
Or, with Lin Wei's recent attitude towards Lin Buxian at this time, it will surely be a struggle to smash skin and bones.
Lin Buxian has also comforted herself many times: she is more sensitive, after all, her father has already delegated power to the public, and if she comes forward to preside over the overall situation, it will be detrimental to her prestige.
But she even felt that this move was just a far-sighted move by Lin Wei, making a completely decentralized attitude, regardless of world affairs, by the way, using herself to block the pressure of the imperial concubine, so that the child was born safely.
Lin Buxian stepped back and sat alone in front of the dressing table, took out the box left by Yun'an, and painted his face twice, making the whole person pale a lot in an instant.
You can't dress up during the Great Funeral System, so that's good.
Lin Buxian took the veil and put it on again, calling for Yuyi, who was already full of thoughts, took a group of family members, and took a carriage to Qibao Tower.
When Lin Buxian came, there were already a lot of people in the building, and they were chartering the venue again. This was already a rule.
Whether organized by the chamber of commerce or led by the government, almost all gatherings and banquets in the Los Angeles business community will be set within the Lin Mansion's properties, and all expenses will be paid by the Lin Mansion.
Everyone in the lobby on the first floor got up, hindering the men’s and women’s defenses, they just stood in their positions and held their fists to Miss Lin Si? Miss Lin Si? was speechless, half of her body leaned weakly on Yuyi’s body. Let You Yi help her up to the second floor.
Lin Fu and Lin Lu two first-class family members returned the gift instead of the host family, and explained apologetically: "My boss, the shopkeeper, don't blame, the fourth lady of my family has been ill recently."
...
Going to the largest private room on the second floor, there are already six or seven bosses seated in it. Those who can get to the second floor are all reputable figures in the Los Angeles business community. They sat in their place according to the previous practice, the main position. And the positions on the left and right sides of the theme are still empty.
Lin Buxian felt helpless and sat on the left side of the main seat.
After a few breaths, Lin Buxian said softly, "I'm not doing well these days. I hope you seniors don't be surprised if I am slow."
Everyone said that it was okay, they didn't want to talk to Miss Lin Si? It was so better.
How many privately related bosses talked about it, and Lin Buxian listened quietly.
One
The person said, "Brother Li, what do you think is this time?"
The person who was called "Brother Li" thought for a while, then asked the other person next to him, "Boss Du, what do you think?"
Boss Du shook his head and said, "Don't dare to make a rash decision. You should know when the chairman comes."
After a while, the president of the Chamber of Commerce came and sat to the right of the main seat. After a little greeting, the people next to the president asked, "Brother Liu, why are we calling this time?"
Liu Wanzhou stroked his beard, and muttered: "This moment must be a matter of the court, what do I think? It's time to'income'."
"Oh..." Everyone uttered in unison, and there was a moment of silence. Someone said, "Shen Jin, is it a little earlier?"
Liu Wanzhou replied: "I will come sooner, later, or later. This year is special. It has its own arrangements. Let's wait for Master Zhong to come."
The private room was quiet, and the atmosphere was not as pleasant as before.
Lin Buxian retracted his gaze and looked at the tea cup in front of him, silently.
The so-called "annual income", also called annual income, is a tradition in all dynasties and dynasties. It refers to the end of the year, which is organized by the state and government itself. In addition to taxes, an extra sum of silver collected from the people is used. Used to charge the emperor's private treasury to support the royal family's expenses.
The imperial court did not set the amount for this "annual income", but in order to show loyalty, officials at all levels tacitly set the lowest standard, and more and more...
In some places, it is not an exception that a small sum of money in silver has caused people's homes to be destroyed.
After the reign of Yan State, the annual income was abolished and the system was restored ten years later, but it was improved and only expropriated from merchants.
Who can sit in this private room is not a wealthy giant? Hearing the word "annual income", they all feel heavy, which is evident.
At this time in previous years, Lin Buxian would also be worried, but this year was different. After Aunt Liu's affairs, there was a gap between Lin Buxian and this family.
"Master Zhong is here."
Someone heard the footsteps and ran to open the door. Outside the door was Zhong Xiaoting.
I saw Zhong Xiaoting wearing an official uniform with the same knowledge and an official hat. Seeing this outfit, everyone got up and saluted, and Lin Buxian did a blessing.
There was a trace of pride in Zhong Xiaoting's eyes. Didn't he want this day for his ten-year cold window?
"You don't need to be polite, sit down."
"Master Xie Zhong."
Zhong Xiaoting's eyes stopped on Lin Buxian's body, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled.
Said: "Four? Miss's body is getting better?"
The atmosphere in the field solidified again.
It shouldn’t have been for men to call out their surnames to women, let alone under the public eye?
Everyone turned their gazes to Lin Buxian. The latter had her eyes down, her expression hidden from the veil, she only bowed a little, and said lightly, "Thank you, Master Zhong, for your concern. The women are fine."
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