What Zhang Jingyi hates the most is that some irrelevant people come to get close to him.

Isn’t this an insult to my Zhang Jingyi’s IQ?

But when Wu Wenlong saw that Zhang Jing turned against him, he still pursued him relentlessly.

He was anxious.

"Zhang Baihu, how about the price of one or nine cents of silver? One or nine cents of dollars, don't forget that you still owe me money."

"Oh." Zhang Jingyi remembered something.

No wonder I can't remember Wu Wenlong's grain merchant, and it turns out that I owe him money.

"So it's you."

Wu Wenlong smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it's me."

Zhang Jingyi pulled her face and said, "Didn't it mean to pay back the money at this time next year? I just owe you a little money, you're still excited, are you bullying me, Zhang Jingyi, just a hundred household?"

"This..." Wu Wenlong shook his head after hearing this: "I know, of course I know, the words are made of black and white, and the words are based on them. I am not here to collect debts, I am here to buy grain. Now in the whole capital, who doesn't know that your family has a lot of grain, how about one or nine cents?"

Zhang Jingyi found it funny. The market price is only one, two, three, four cents now. Wu Wenlong is cruel enough, and he can directly drive it to one, two, nine cents.

Wu Wenlong came to him, of course he was not full, but he must have purchased it at other grain merchants at a price less than this.

Of course, everyone doesn't want to pay attention to him.

At this time, whoever sells food is stupid.

I remember that only a few days ago, someone bought seven cents of grain, but in just two days, the situation turned around.

Zhang Jing shook her head and said, "Don't sell it."

Wu Wenlong has no choice but to give up: "You can talk about it again."

"Not to talk about it." Zhang Jingyi said seriously: "I like to keep my own grain. What's there to talk about! Why, can you even forcefully buy and sell it?"

As soon as he said this.

A lieutenant behind him, who was in charge of escort immediately shouted a clang and pulled out the knife halfway.

Since the price of grain rose, Zhang Jing immediately arranged a guard for himself. Just kidding, do you dare to go out alone in such a wealth?

Wu Wenlong's neck was so scared that he colded, and then he was sure that Zhang Jingyi could not sell food.

In fact... Wu Wenlong collected grain everywhere, but the grain merchants who used to be close to each other and those who had hoarded a lot of food at home were usually commensurate with his brothers, but now... they all turned their faces.

Now whoever wants to sell food is a prodigal son.

Someone is going to be stabbed by the backbone.

Wu Wenlong had no choice but to say embarrassedly: "If the Zhang family changes their minds, I can give it to you..."

"Okay, okay, let's go away, I'll be busy with official duties." Zhang Jingyi said righteously.

Wu Wenlong looked at Zhang Jingyi helplessly and enviously.

At this time, his feeling was that Zhang Jing snatched him directly, but he was helpless.

Looking at Zhang Jingyi's eyes, there was both envy and jealousy.

If the grain had not been sold at the beginning, I should have the confidence of Zhang Jingyi.

When Zhang Jingyi returned to the Xinxian County Government, the so-called county government government was actually the original inspection department, which was a team and two brands.

At this time, the county magistrate Lu Xiangsheng was already actively responding to the upcoming surge in grain prices.

As soon as he saw Zhang Jing coming, he quickly left the official document at hand and said, "Zhang Baihu, have you heard the news outside?"

"I heard it." As soon as Zhang Jing sat down, a civil servant immediately poured tea for him.

This civil servant belongs to the county office and is particularly attentive at this time. Now the county is about to be classified. Although it only hears thunder, it does not rain. But it seems like itchy in my heart. Everyone's eyes look even more different when they see Zhang Jingyi.

Zhang Jing waved his hand and asked him to go down, then said to Lu Xiangsheng: "Mr. Lu, how much can the grain price increase?"

"In the ninth year of Wanli, there was a similar disaster. After the news came out, the price of grain in the capital rose to thirteen taels of silver per stone."

Zhang Jingyi was shocked: "So much? Generally speaking, it's only two or three taels of silver and one stone of grain."

Of course, Zhang Jingyi was not the grain he usually bought. When he thought of himself as seven cents of silver and one stone, he felt like he was picking it up for nothing.

Lu Xiangsheng sighed and said, "In all dynasties, all the country has been based on grain, those gentry and grain merchants, if they encounter a good harvest, actually don't make much profit. You guess that over the past century, the gentry can merge a large amount of land and grain merchants can make a fortune. How did they make money?"

Zhang Jingyi actually had the answer in his mind, but he still wanted to listen to Lu Xiangsheng's analysis.

After all, Lu Xiangsheng was a local official. He had been a county magistrate and a prefect, and he knew the local situation well.

At this time, he sighed again: "Aren't you just waiting for this disaster year to make a profit? When the disaster year comes, the gentry who had stored grain at home and the grain merchants with grain would be reluctant to sell the grain. Everyone in the world wants to buy grain, but there are very few people selling grain. Think about it, how much will the price of grain rise? Besides, the capital is fine, but what's terrible is the disaster area. This time, the severe drought in Guanzhong will definitely be without harvest, and the government government

Disaster relief will definitely not be done. Even if the local parents want to do it, the royal relatives and local gentry behind the grain merchants will also ruin the disaster relief. At that time, don’t talk about taking a stone of food, even if you take a liter of rice and go to buy a pretty girl slave, their parents are also rushing to sell it. If they sell the person to you, they will only have a liter of rice. Just this... they still have to thank you very much, shouting that you, Mr. Zhang, Wandae."

Zhang Jing couldn't help but tremble when he heard this. He thought about the terrible situation in the disaster area, but he didn't expect it to be so scary.

One liter of rice... I'm afraid I can only eat it for a day or two, so I can save some food, and it will only take a week.

Such a little rice, just replace people?

I heard Lu Xiangsheng continue, "Not mentioning the replacement of people, there are also fields. Ordinary people may only save a few acres of land in their lifetime. These lands, usually, you buy dozens of taels of silver to buy, but they may not sell them. After all, this is the foundation. But in such a famine, once people are hungry, they will sell everything. Gentlemen and grain merchants will take a small bag of miscellaneous grains and dare to exchange for several acres of land. Do you change it? If you don't change it, the family and the young will starve to death. If you change it, it will only cost ten days and half a month of food. Think about it, how huge profits are there? So... Not to mention that one stone of grain can increase to more than ten taels of silver. In some places, even twenty taels, thirty taels, or even hundreds of taels of silver, I don't think it's rare. Why? Because hungry people have no choice, and when they are very hungry, they don't care about anything."

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help but say, "In this way, whoever has food will make a fortune now?"

Lu Xiangsheng nodded.

"To be honest, my Zhang family collected a lot of food a few days ago."

Lu Xiangsheng has heard of this matter. Of course, he did not mention it. People have selfish intentions. The Zhang family is going to make a fortune, but... some words can only be said by Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jingyi said: "I want to save the people, do you think it's OK?"

Lu Xiangsheng looked at Zhang Jingyi in surprise and said in surprise: "Will the Zhang family come out to save the victims of the world?"

Zhang Jingyi smiled bitterly and said, "My little food is only a few hundred thousand stones, so where can I save the world."

Hundreds of thousands...return to stone...

Lu Xiangsheng felt his scalp numb. This was the grain of at least the ten most fertile counties.

Zhang Jingyi immediately said, "I made a great wish to save the people, but before that, I will make a big profit."

Lu Xiangsheng sighed in his heart. It seems... the Zhang family still chose to make money. What is saving the people? Making money and saving the people are simply opposite.

Zhang Jingyi said, "You wait and see, I, Zhang Jingyi, can definitely do it."

As he was talking, someone suddenly came in outside and said, "Zhang Baihu, Zhang Baihu, and another grain merchant came to ask for a visit."

Zhang Jingyi turned around impatiently and said, "What are you here for? I'm going to harass you again."

Then again, Zhang Jingyi is the county magistrate, it seems...

The man said, "The grain merchant outside said that he would like to collect grain for three taels of silver."

"Let them get out, I, Zhang Jingyi, won't sell it."

Zhang Jingyi is now full of confidence.

In fact, the traditional grain markets in the entire East and West markets are actually crazy.

Grain merchants looked for grain everywhere, for families with grain, and for families of gentry nearby.

The opportunity to get rich is right in front of you. Just as Lu Xiangsheng said, this is the opportunity for gentry and grain merchants to make a fortune. Do you lack slaves at home? Do you think there is little land at home? On weekdays, those mud legs are unwilling to sell their children and the only land at home, but this is the best time to buy.

Several major grain merchants have gathered together now.

These grain merchants are often the leading figures in major conference halls.

The so-called guild hall is actually a chamber of commerce with fellow villagers as the link. After they arrived in the capital, they were connected to each other through the friendship of the countryside, and slowly began to embrace each other.

The more this time, the more powerful the guild hall is, because merchants gradually discovered that only by joining together can they make a fortune together.

Moreover, behind these big grain merchants, there are often big figures in the court or royal relatives.

The power of their togetherness is something that people in the world must never ignore.

Everyone was drinking tea happily with each other.

Of course, it will also be more artistic and chanting poems and writing them.

This is called Confucian businessmen. They often have good fortune and have read many books at home.

Of course, some well-educated priests are indispensable to play and sing.

After they were happy with each other, they actually did not talk about the rise and fall of food prices. After having a happy conversation with each other, they went home.

The grain merchant Wu Wenlong was actually just a little man in such an occasion, just sitting there to accompany him.

The grain merchants dispersed, and he walked out, and said anxiously to the accountant who had been waiting for him outside: "It's amazing, we have to continue collecting grain quickly and try our best to go crazy, and it will go crazy."

The accountant said: "What, what do the major grain merchants say?"
Chapter completed!