Outside Jinzhou City, about ten miles away from the northwest camp, there is a row of sturdy concrete houses.
Behind the cement house is a large warehouse and courtyard.
Early in the morning, the sound of horse hooves on the official road outside the gate was deafening, raising a cloud of dust.
A group of big men from the army stopped in front of the concrete house.
The one in the lead was very handsome, but a little dark.
He looked up at the wooden plaque hanging on the door of the cement house, which read [Sanhe Express Jinzhou Lumahe Branch].
Gu Ting grinned, looking proud of himself.
He pointed to the words on the wooden plaque and said to the people around him, "See, this is my sister's property."
"cut!"
All the big men hissed at him.
Gu Ting didn't care and walked into the branch station gate carrying a bag.
"Send a courier!"
Ma Gui hurried out from the inner room.
Ma Gui came out of the capital and traveled thousands of miles before finally arriving at his workplace, the Sanhe Express Jinzhou Mulimahe Branch.
He works 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, the second year of Wende was about to pass.
And he also became a senior courier with proficiency in his job.
"Where should I send it? Do you want to fill out the form yourself, or should I do it for you?"
Ma Gui today is no longer as nervous and anxious as he was when he first left Beijing.
He seems to be already a veteran in the express delivery station, capable of training new employees.
Bang!
Gu Ting slammed the bag down on the table. "Send it to the capital. I'll fill out the form myself. I heard that Sanhe Express has partnered with Shaofu Bank. Can you send money?"
Upon hearing this, Ma Gui couldn't help but look at Gu Ting twice more.
He knew this person. He was from the Northwest Camp of the Tianlang Army and was said to be a small leader.
I've sent express deliveries here several times, all to Beijing.
Ma Gui nodded and said, "Master Jun, take a look. This is a new service we have launched at Sanhe Express. We can help you send money to the Shaofu Bank for a small handling fee."
Gu Ting pinched his chin, looked at the colorful brochure, and thought to himself what a waste!
This kind of thing doesn't need color printing. Could it be that my sister was deceived by someone below her? Someone embezzled money?
He thought about it and felt very worried.
He told Ma Gui to prepare the four treasures of the study. He wanted to write a letter to his sister in the capital, warning her not to be deceived by the servants. A booklet, printed in color, would be so expensive!
Those bastards who deceived their superiors and subordinates, when he returns to the capital, he will skin them alive.
Ma Gui said to Gu Ting, "Pen and ink cost three cents."
"Such nonsense! I told you to prepare the four treasures of the study, so just prepare them." Gu Ting roared impatiently.
Ma Gui rolled his eyes secretly. He was not afraid of these big soldiers at all.
Sanhe Express was a joint venture between Sihai Trading Company and the Ministry of War. The stationmasters were all retired military veterans.
These soldiers act arrogantly in other places, but they dare not do anything wrong in the express station.
Thinking back to when he first came to the Northwest, Ma Gui wanted to laugh at himself.
At that time, he was terrified of seeing the big soldiers. His hands were shaking when he was writing express delivery orders. Once, several soldiers rushed into the express delivery station, each of them looking so ferocious that he almost peed himself.
It’s not like now, I’m too lazy to even lift my eyelids.
He handed the four treasures of the study to Gu Ting, then picked up a pen and wrote to the other soldiers to thank them for the express delivery slips.
Most of these soldiers are illiterate.
The courier needs to fill in the address on the express delivery note.
No wonder every courier was required to learn at least 500 words during training.
If you can't read, you can't be a courier.
These days, being a porter delivering goods has such high requirements.
Fortunately, he was very satisfied with the treatment.
"Can you help me write a letter?" A big-headed soldier with scars on his face asked Ma Gui.
Ma Gui nodded and said, "I can write for you, but my handwriting is not good. Look at my handwriting, it's not as good as the scholar's."
"Your handwriting is beautiful, so I'm not looking for you. Please write a letter for me and send it back with these things."
The scholar's calligraphy was beautiful, but he charged a high price. In the summer, it was at least eight cents, but in the winter, when it was cold, the scholar would raise the price to twelve cents.
But at the express delivery station, paper, ink, and letter writing only cost five cents. This price remained the same year-round.
Unlike the scholar, he raises the price according to the weather and has no regard for the environment at all.
Ma Gui took out a piece of letter paper, weighed it down with a paperweight, and asked, "What do you want to write?"
The soldier chuckled and said, "Hua, I'm Dagui, did you miss me?..."
Ma Gui felt a pain in his teeth while writing a letter for someone.
These soldiers, in the words of the manager, are pornographic and violent.
In the words of the scholar next door, it is vulgar. He speaks bluntly, without any literary grace, and is very unrefined.
Soldier: “…”
Last time, I was so stupid that I paid twelve cents to ask a sour scholar to write a letter. But Huaer couldn't understand what he wrote. He was so angry.
It would be better to spend five cents and ask the courier at the express station to write a letter for me. Although the handwriting is a bit ugly and there are typos and misspellings, it is straightforward! Huaer can understand his intentions at a glance.
Ma Gui wrote two pages in one breath. Seeing that only a few lines were left, he began to shout, "That's enough, that's enough. You can only write two pages at most. If you write more, you will have to pay more!"
The soldier was a little reluctant to leave, as he still had a lot to say.
The courier's letter was quite straightforward, but it was just a waste of paper.
It is better to write a letter that summarizes the content, which saves time and paper. It is a pity that Huaer cannot understand the letter written by Suan Xiucai.
Ma Gui reminded him again, "You can still write a little more. Let's get down to business. Stop talking nonsense."
The soldier scratched his head and pulled Gu Ting, who was writing a letter next to him, "General, can we really send money now?"
Gu Ting hummed, "If you're worried, I'll send it first. If it's received, you can ask them to send the money. If that doesn't work, wait for the wool workshop to come next time, and I'll help you get them to take the money back."
"That's such trouble!"
Gu Ting said, "That can't be helped. We can't just go into the city casually. People from the wool workshop can't come all the time. But I saw in this booklet that if the money is lost, it says it will be compensated. The prerequisite is that you spend some money to buy insurance."
"You really guarantee compensation?" The soldier was surprised. He asked Ma Gui, "If the money I sent is lost, will you compensate me?"
Ma Gui raised his eyelids and said, "I have to charge double the handling fee to guarantee compensation. Normally, the handling fee for one tael of silver is ten wen. If you want to compensate, you have to pay twenty wen."
"Sure!" The soldier grinned. "Spending a little more money gives me peace of mind. Last year, I asked a fellow villager to bring money back for me, but that bastard not only took my money, but also lied to my mother that I was injured and cheated her out of two taels of silver.
I only regret that the bastard refused to come to this place again, otherwise I would have killed him long ago. But I will remember this debt. When I go back and find him, I will make him pay me back with interest.
Hearing about what happened to the soldier, Ma Gui shook his head.
After becoming a courier, he realized that this kind of thing was very common. It happened almost every day.
Nowadays, if people make money in other places and cannot go back for a while, nine out of ten times they will ask their fellow villagers to help bring the money back.
Asking fellow villagers to help bring money is the most unreliable thing in the world.
If you are lucky, eight out of ten taels of silver will fall into the hands of your family. If you are unlucky, it would be good if four or five out of ten taels of silver can be left.
Even worse was the fact that not a penny was left of the ten taels of silver, and the family was also defrauded of money by someone, such as the soldier.
Who can I talk to about this?
We are fellow villagers. They have worked hard to bring back money and have suffered fear on the journey. What's wrong with giving them some hard work money?
What can I do?
Even if there is a lawsuit, the county magistrate is not interested in it.
This kind of thing is hard to explain.
But without the help of fellow villagers, the money will never reach the hands of the family.
Rely on the money house?
Money houses are unwilling to deal with ordinary people who have only a few hundred coins or a few taels of silver.
Another thing is that ordinary people have a natural fear of money houses. Unless they are desperate, ordinary people will never set foot in a money house.
Moreover, most people actually don’t know what business projects the money houses actually carry out.
I don’t understand! I don’t understand!
Since you don’t understand, just stay away from it.
The soldier told Ma Gui to write, "Hua, I'm sending you five taels of silver this time. Two taels will be used to buy medicine for Dad, and you can save the rest. I'll send you money next time."
"Wait!" The soldier stopped Ma Gui's pen and told him to stop writing. "After I send the money back successfully, how will my family get it?"
Ma Gui said, "Whenever you send money, it should be remitted to the Shaofu Bank. The bank will issue a receipt and send it along with your package to your hometown. After your family gets the receipt, they can bring their travel permit and identity documents to the Shaofu Bank in the county town to withdraw the money."
The soldier frowned. "If the money is lost, who will I ask to compensate me? Will you guys be shameless?"
Ma Gui rolled his eyes, but still patiently explained, "Come back in three months to check. If the money hasn't arrived, we'll verify it. If we confirm the money is lost, we'll definitely compensate you within six months. However, if someone else falsely claims your money, we won't be responsible."
So, you must carefully consider whose name should be written as the payee on the receipt. Your father, your mother, your wife, or your son? Only the payee listed on the receipt, with identification documents and a travel permit, can go to the bank to collect the money.
Even so, there are still people who use remittance documents to falsely claim the money. For example, you wrote your brother as the payee, but it turns out that your brother-in-law is the one who received the money. The bank can't tell the difference! We don't care about this. You should resolve such disputes among yourselves.
The soldier scratched his hair, looking distressed.
What they said makes sense.
The money house cannot tell the difference between brothers and brothers-in-law.
Therefore, the bank only recognized the name of the payee on the receipt, as well as the identification documents and travel permit of the person receiving the money. As long as they matched, they would give the money.
"Then, then I'll write my father's name."
A colleague nearby laughed at him, "Why don't you write your wife's name?"
"I'm just worried about her, a woman, going to the county town."
"Haha, you're worried about your brother-in-law impersonating you and claiming your money."
"Get out of here!"
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