"Master...Master..."

Seeing Qian Shaoyuan lying on the chair with unconscious eyes, Qian San hurriedly went up to beat his chest and rub his back and worked hard. After a while, Qian Shaoyuan recovered.

"San'er, how much did you say just now?"

Qian Shaoyuan raised his head tremblingly and stared at Qian San with his eyes tightly, as if he hoped that what he had just heard was hallucinations.

"Master, don't worry."

Qian San didn't care about anything else now, and while giving Qian Shaoyuan a breath with his hands, he comforted Qian Shaoyuan and said, "This price may still increase, and even with the current grain price, can't we still make some money?"

"Ha~ You know nothing."

Qian Shaoyuan showed a miserable smile, and then pushed Qian San away, "The price of grain has fallen, how could it still rise?"

When he had just transported the grain to the capital some time ago, Song Hui of the Ministry of Revenue said that the official warehouse in the capital had long been out of food because of the relief of the victims of the three counties. Song Hui said that if he could pay some money and let him store the grain in the official warehouse, the storage price would only be one tenth of the outside price.

But who is he? His uncle is Qian Min, the Minister of Revenue. After he moved Qian Min out, he not only did not need to pay a penny, but he also started a cooperation with Song Hui and made an appointment to persuade the other grain merchants. He had to share half of the storage fees given by the grain merchants. Song Hui agreed very happily.

Under his persuasion, the grain merchants who came to the capital basically stored the grain in the official warehouse of the capital, filling half of the official warehouse.

You should know that Guancang is the largest grain warehouse in the capital. Half of the official warehouse has enough food to eat in the entire capital for several years.

If these grains are released bit by bit, they will control the price of grain at will, even if they only sell a little bit of grain, it will be enough for them to make a profit. So although these people think there is a bit too much food, they are not too worried.

But now it is different. The grain price collapses. The big grain merchants may be fine. They may be able to calm down, but the small grain merchants are different. In panic, they will definitely cut prices and sell them. When their grain takes action, the grain prices will definitely fall even more.

"I can't go back, I can't go back."

Thinking of so much food he transported, Qian Shaoyuan felt that his heart was bleeding. He seemed to see his silver, all of which had grown wings and flew out.

"No, I can't do this, this is my money!!!"

Qian Shaoyuan stood up suddenly and said angrily: "The food price cannot drop so quickly, there must be someone behind the scenes."

"I want to find my clan uncle and ask him to find this person. After he is pulled out, I will have to kill him with my own hands!"

"Qian San, prepare a sedan chair. I want to go to the Shangshu Mansion to meet my clan uncle. He must give me an explanation for this."

After saying that, Qian Shaoyuan walked towards Qian Min's mansion in a sedan chair.

...

"Uncle, you must make the decision for me..."

As soon as Qian Shaoyuan arrived in Qian Min's study, he started yelling, which made Qian Min frown when he heard it, "Okay, stop howling, I know everything."

As the Minister of Revenue, he could not have known that there was such a big fluctuation in grain prices, so when he heard the servant's notice, he knew what Qian Shaoyuan was here to do.

"Uncle, someone must be at the back."

After hearing Qian Min say this, Qian Shaoyuan didn't say much, but said angrily: "Uncle, you can pull this person out, I must kill him!"

"Sit down for me."

Seeing Qian Shaoyuan's ignorant appearance, Qian Min slapped the table hard, "This is the capital, not Jiangnan. You can kill anyone you want. Do you think you are Mo Zizai!"

As the Minister of Revenue, Qian Min still has some power. Seeing that he was angry, Qian Shaoyuan didn't dare to say anything more. He sat honestly opposite Qian Min, but he couldn't help but say, "Uncle Clan, it's not that I don't know the importance of it, but that this person from behind must be coming for me."

"If the grain prices fall like this, let alone make money, it will be difficult to even keep the capital."

Speaking of this, Qian Shaoyuan unconsciously brought some threats in his words, "Uncle Clan, you gave this capital, and the food is not my own. If you lose too much, I am afraid the entire Qian family will not agree."

"So you have to find this person, and you must not let him mess up the market like this again."

Listening to Qian Shaoyuan's slightly threatening words, Qian Min couldn't help but feel a little angry, but with Qian's strength, if he was really dissatisfied with him and cut off his support, he would probably be difficult for him as the Minister of Revenue to sit firmly. Therefore, although he was a little angry, he still forcibly suppressed his anger and asked, "How much food have you transported in total?"

“Total…”

Qian Shaoyuan hesitated slightly and didn't dare to say it, but thinking of the current situation, he simply stopped hiding it and said directly: "There are a total of 700,000 stones!"

"How many?"

Qian Min's voice suddenly raised several tones. He just informed Qian's side that he asked to transport some grain to sell. He did not interfere. Therefore, after hearing the 700,000 stones, he looked at Qian Shaoyuan in disbelief, "Where did you get so much grain?"

"The family's reserve grain."

Qian Shaoyuan faced Qian's sharp gaze and gritted his teeth and said, "Most of the reserves in the family were transported out by me, so this food must not be lost. You must not stand by and watch no matter what, uncle of the clan."

Qian Shaoyuan, who is the head of the Qian family, but is not a direct descendant, has not been taken seriously for many years, so he was sent to do business. This time, when Qian Min said that the price of grain in the capital was soaring, he felt that this was an opportunity, so he directly opposed the objections and transferred 700,000 stones of grain from the family.

But what he didn't expect was that such a thing would happen. If he lost money this time, it would be hard to say what the family would have, but he would definitely be over in his life.

"Are you a pig's brain?"

Qian Min was almost angry with Qian Shaoyuan, "Even a pig knows how much you can eat. Don't you know how much you eat? Can you count how many people in the capital?"

"Seven hundred thousand stones, the food you transported by yourself is enough for the people of the capital to eat for a year. Do you want to monopolize the business in the capital alone?"

Listening to the previous reprimand, Qian Shaoyuan didn't say anything, but he did think so at first. After all, Qian Min is the Minister of Revenue, and what is the point of monopolizing a grain business in the capital? It was only when he knew that grain merchants everywhere had backgrounds and backstages, he dispelled this idea.

But the grain had been transported at that time, so it would be a problem to transport it away. In addition, it would be unnecessary to put it in the official warehouse, so he was too lazy to make trouble.

"Uncle Clan, things have come to this point, no matter how much you say, it's useless."

Qian Shaoyuan didn't care about Qian Min's scolding at this moment and said directly: "We must come up with a solution for this matter, otherwise if we lose too much, it will be difficult for you and I to explain."
Chapter completed!