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They must have wanted to make money too much, so they had hallucinations.

Four taels of silver, this is not food, it is no different from gold.

Even grain merchants like them dare not sell grain at such a high price in their dreams.

Of course, when encountering a particularly severe famine year, the price of food is actually even more exaggerated than this.

However, that is also a sneaky sale by these businessmen.

But there has never been an imperial court that directly set the price of grain at this price.

In recent years, because of the grains produced by the King of England, Daming's grain output has been increasing year by year.

However, because the Ming Dynasty has been fighting abroad, and after the founding of the country, the national calendar has become more and more stable, and the income of the people has been increasing.

The price of food, in fact, has been slowly increasing.

In the early days of Hongwu, a stone of grain was only four coins.

Now it has risen to almost a tael of silver.

But even so, the common people don't think that the price of food is so expensive.

Now, it has directly risen to four taels of silver, and it is still the price in the disaster area.

If you count the price of their grain...

Eight times, or even ten times the profit.

It was precisely because the price Zhu Han gave was too exaggerated that all the merchants present suspected that they had heard it wrong.

Zhou Ziliang couldn't help but asked in a trembling voice: "Wang... lord... you are talking about four... four coins, right?"

According to the previous grain prices and the situation in the disaster area, Zhou Ziliang felt that his conjecture should be relatively accurate.

After all, no matter how good the court is, they will not let them lose money to sell food.

Although this price is low, for grain merchants like them, it is not enough to lose money.

But the next moment, Zhu Han's voice almost made their hearts stop beating directly.

"What four taels of silver? This king is talking about four taels. From now on, all grains in the Datong Mansion will have a minimum selling price, and each stone cannot be lower than four taels of silver. Do you understand now?"

In the hall, the sound of air-conditioning was heard continuously.

Everyone was blinded by this price.

The reason why they were so shocked was not because of anything else, but because this was the official price, and they could sell it at this price without worrying about the government's investigation.

In the past, there were times of famine, although it was also a time when they made a fortune.

But the government will not stand by and watch them drive up prices.

At least on the surface, the price of food must not be too high.

On the one hand, they have to make superficial efforts, on the other hand, they have food in their hands, and they can only release it bit by bit through the black market.

Although they also make money, those who make money are hard money and risk money.

If you are not careful, if you are caught by the government, you may end up with a murderous end.

And even if they make money, the money is not their own.

Everywhere upstream and downstream needs to be properly managed, and there must be no mistakes.

Just when the grain merchants were excited, Zhu Han said with a faint smile: "But..."

The grain merchants couldn't help but tighten their hearts, thinking that there will be no pie in the sky.

His Royal Highness suddenly promised such a big benefit, it is impossible to have no conditions at all.

This His Royal Highness is also ruthless enough.

They have seen a lot of businessmen who made a fortune in the country.

It is not uncommon for an official to make a fortune in the country.

But Zhu Han, the founding prince of the Ming Dynasty, took advantage of the drought to make a fortune.

And it's so obvious...

Isn't Zhu Han afraid that the people of the world will poke his back?

But anyway, it has nothing to do with them.

As long as they can make money, even if Zhu Han is a demon from hell, they don't care at all.

The grain merchants are only worried about one thing now, that is, what kind of conditions will Zhu Han promise such great benefits.

Zhu Han smiled slightly and said, "The disaster in Datong is urgent, and the imperial court has no way to allocate too much food in a short period of time."

"So, the imperial court decided to select ten powerful grain merchants as agents."

"Everyone in Datong only recognizes the top ten grains."

"By the way, there are already three companies whose names have been approved, so we need to choose seven more companies."

As soon as Zhu Han said this, the grain merchants in Yanjing immediately panicked.

Feng Xueyi said anxiously: "My lord, how could there be a grain merchant stronger than me in this city of Yanjing?"

They also understood that those so-called firms must be His Royal Highness's "own people".

There is nothing strange about this kind of thing, it's just that the huge benefits this time make people jealous, and they don't want to give up so easily...

A mere businessman dared to question the prince face to face, and Zhu Han was not even angry.

He just smiled slightly: "Don't be impatient, everyone, the merchant selected by the king will arrive soon."

"And among you, this king has already selected a powerful firm, so now there are only six places left."

"The rest of the firms will be selected by the imperial court based on your strength and your usual reputation."

The grain merchants present couldn't listen to what Zhu Han said later.

The only thing they could hear was that Zhu Han had already picked out a firm.

Who is it?
Is it Zhou Ziliang or Feng Xueyi.

Most of the people present thought that if Zhu Han really chose a candidate, it must be one of them.

Because, among all the grain merchants, the two of them are the most powerful.

Even Zhou Ziliang and Feng Xueyi themselves thought so.

Both of them looked at each other warily, cursing inwardly.

"Good guy, you have been in contact with the King of England for a long time."

"I can't see that you have a very good wrist, you have already arranged the game in advance."

Just when the smell of gunpowder between the two became stronger.

However, Zhu Han said with a faint smile: "The one selected by this king is Liu Ping'an and Liu Dong's family of Ping An Company."

what?
Everyone was dumbfounded, they never expected that Liu Pingan would be chosen by Zhu Han.

Among all the grain merchants in Yanjing, Liu Ping'an is definitely not the strongest.

Not to mention being the strongest, Liu Pingan can't even rank in the middle.

As a result, His Royal Highness actually chose Liu Ping'an in such a business like Jinshan Yinhai?
Is there something wrong with their ears, or is there something wrong with His Royal Highness's head?
Liu Ping'an was stupid on the eve of the day, and he was so rich that he hit him on the head all of a sudden, completely blinding him.

what is the problem?

He didn't have any special relationship with His Royal Highness before, did he?
Why, His Royal Highness is so fond of him?
Feel the unkind eyes of those around you.Liu Pingan, who is usually cautious in his actions, can't care about these things at all at this time.

He strode out straight away, kneeling on the ground, his voice trembling with excitement: "Thank you for your appreciation, the villain will definitely not let the prince down, and the court will not be disappointed."

"Even if the family goes bankrupt, we must help the court to assist the people in the disaster area."

Shameless!
The surrounding grain merchants cursed in unison.

As long as the grain is transported to Datong, at least seven or eight times the profit will be made.

With such a voice, he even has the face to say that he is bankrupt.

Can a man not be so shameless?
Liu Ping'an first settled this matter.

It doesn't matter whether there is any problem or something inside.

Anyway, this business is sure to make a profit without losing money. As for other dangers, that is something that needs to be considered later.

As a businessman, if you don't even have this decision, what kind of business is there?
But after all the dust settled, Liu Ping'an was still a little nervous, and asked the doubts in his heart: "My lord, I dare to ask, why did my lord... choose my Ping An firm?"

The family knows their own affairs.

Among all the grain merchants in Yanjing, he is really not powerful.

The only advantage is that the family has a certain influence in Datong, that's all.

If it was said that Zhu Han chose him because of the power of the Liu family in Datong, Liu Pingan would be the first to not believe it.

Zhu Han smiled slightly: "The reason why I chose Boss Liu is naturally because Boss Liu is capable."

Just when the grain merchants were extremely puzzled, Zhu Han seemed to explain something casually.

"Just now I heard that the people in Datong were affected by the disaster. Only shopkeeper Liu is the most generous. He not only donates money and food, but also mobilizes the power of the family to donate more food."

"From this aspect, it can be seen that the strength of the Liu family is strong."

"What the imperial court needs are powerful businessmen like you."

……

The grain merchants were all dumbfounded for more than ten seconds.

Can you still say that?
As businessmen, they also boasted that they had thick skins.

But they didn't find out until today.

Compared with King Zhu Han, they are pure little white flowers.

Zhu Han's words sounded like there was nothing wrong with it.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand the subtext in the words.

What shit strength.

The King of England is almost equivalent to telling them directly.

If you want to become a businessman officially authorized by the imperial court to go to the Datong disaster area to sell grain at a high price, you can donate money to donate grain.

To put it bluntly, you spend money to buy places, the more money you spend, the more powerful you are...

After instantly understanding what Zhu Han meant.A truly qualified businessman has no interest in condemning Zhu Han.

The most important thing now is the quota, no matter how much the quota is, they must win it.

Zhou Ziliang hurriedly pretended to be stunned: "My lord, it was the villain who was negligent just now. The people of Datong suffered from this natural disaster, and we businessmen are really heartbroken."

"As the people of Ming Dynasty, we really can't just stand by and watch. The master said that the old is the old and the old is the old, the young is the young and the young is the young."

"For the sake of the people in the disaster area, the villain is willing to donate Wenyin...no. 5 taels!"

For this quota, Zhou Ziliang is going all out.

Although 5 taels is not a small amount of money, as long as this quota can be obtained, the money can still be earned after all.

But if he misses this opportunity, he will definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

Feng Xueyi also immediately said: "Your Majesty, what Brother Zhou said makes sense. We and other merchants can't bear to see the people's lives go to waste. Our company is also willing to donate 5 taels, plus [-] shi for food."

Zhou Ziliang cursed secretly when he heard the words, you Feng Xueyi dared to stab me in the back.

Not to be outdone, Zhou Ziliang also hastily said: "We are also willing to donate [-] shi of grain."

At this time, food is money.

Although it has not been sold yet, the price of grain has already been paid.

Ten thousand shi of grain, that is more than 4 taels of silver.

Zhou Ziliang's heart was bleeding.

But he knew that the more it was like this, the more he couldn't be stingy.

After the two of them took action, other businessmen did not dare to show weakness.

You are 3 taels, he is 2 taels, and one after another began to donate money and materials.

However, after several of the most powerful grain merchants took action, other relatively less powerful grain merchants died down instead.

There are only so many places, and it is impossible for them to fight for a place at the expense of their family.

The most important thing is that although grain can only be sold at a high price of four taels of silver in Datong.

However, as the news of the disaster spreads, the price of food will inevitably rise.

And the closer it is to Datong, the higher the price of food will be.

Although they can't eat meat, they can go to the vicinity of Datong and drink soup without any problem.

After the quota was determined, the businessman Zhu Han had ordered to provide food also came.

In fact, there were many people present, and they all guessed who those places were.

One of them is naturally the famous richest man in Ming Dynasty, Shen Wansan.

The other one is Zhou Gushan who is as famous as Shen Wansan.

The third person was a little surprising.

It turned out to be Zhang Fengnian, a newly rising businessman in Yanjing's business circle.

Compared with the previous two, Zhang Fengnian can only be regarded as a small shrimp.

Even many of the grain merchants sitting here are much stronger than Zhang Fengnian.

But there was no other way, Zhang Fengnian embraced the thigh of King Ying Zhu Han.

What's the benefit, the King of England directly supports him, and he can make a lot of money.

Even if others want to envy, they will not envy.

"Everyone! The disaster in Datong is urgent. No matter what method you use, what you have to do is to use all methods to transport as much food as possible to Datong as quickly as possible."

"Of course, I think you don't need this king to tell you."

A playful smile appeared on Zhu Han's face: "Because food is money, isn't it?"

Just as Zhu Han sent those grain merchants away, he saw a man with a beard and hair standing in front of him.

This person's eyes were red, as if he wanted to bite Zhu Han to death.

"His Royal Highness." Liu Song said in a word: "Today's matter, I hope the prince can give me an explanation."

"Lord Liu, this king is also going to tell you about this matter." Zhu Han warmly greeted Liu Song: "Come with me, let's talk slowly."

After telling the price, Zhu Han knew that Liu Song would definitely come to him, and if he didn't come, he wouldn't be Liu Song anymore.

In the palace study, Liu Song's face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot: "My lord, do you know that under the disaster, the most important thing is to stabilize the price of food?"

"Instead of ordering local officials to strictly control grain prices, you allowed profiteers to drive up grain prices."

"In this way, where can the people in the disaster-stricken areas afford food?"

"Do you know how many people in Datong will starve to death?"

The more Liu Song talked, the more excited he became.

"I also ask the prince to take back his order, otherwise, I would rather die in front of you!"