In Naruto with an army of figures

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the late summer of 1568 is coming.

"How are things being prepared?"

Looking up at He Yongding's figure, as the fifth elder of Lingyan Pavilion in Jiuhua Mountain and the steward of this valley, he was ordered to supervise all grain storage matters.

"The first crop of sweet potatoes has been shipped outside the mountains, and the second crop is being harvested."

In more than half a year, a total of more than acres of fertile land have been cultivated in the valley. In addition to acres of paddy fields, there are also acres of hillside areas.

From February to the present, to late May this year, the first crop of sweet potatoes has been successfully harvested. A total of kilograms of sweet potatoes have been transferred to various villages around the county through the channels established by Wang Fang.

Among them, the Yang brothers, namely Wang Fang's third aunt's brothers, played a huge role. There is no way. There are too few manpower available to Wang Fang now. Without outside help, the goods cannot be transported out anyway. .

"A total of eight distribution channels have been established, and more than retail salespeople from surrounding villages have been gathered to help us distribute."

Distribution channels, retail sales, and the concept of distribution were gradually imposed by Wang Fang on everyone in the field as time went by. In fact, merchants in the Ming Dynasty already had such names and concepts, which were just common sayings in various places. Different, it sounded particularly awkward, so Wang Fang gave a strong order to change its naming habits.

"Three of the channels are in charge of the Yang brothers, and the remaining five channels are in charge of ourselves. Each sales location stores more than kilograms of reserves. Once sales start, within three days, the streets of the county can be occupied. Alley.

In addition, the ovens ordered in April are also being produced. So far, we have a reserve of units. When we start distribution, we will have a reserve of units. "

The oven, also known as a large iron bucket, is similar to the gasoline can of later generations. It is simple to make and cheap. You can almost copy it by just asking a blacksmith.

In addition, the baking method was also taught to Wang Fang. He did not intend to make a fortune from this gadget, but only hoped to have everything ready before the autumn rain came.

"The other thing is the price. Are you sure it's one penny per pound?"

In He Yongding's view, Wang Fang's approach is quite incomprehensible. In terms of taste, sweet potatoes are many times more delicious than whole grains. But in terms of price, Wang Fang always insisted on the price of one penny per kilogram and even agreed to distribute it. Retail investors can take credit, sell the sweet potatoes, and then come back to settle the bill.

It’s not that retail investors don’t trust sales, it’s just that compared to traditional sales methods, this approach is like giving it away for free. One penny per pound can be paid on credit. If someone really ignores their face and takes hundreds of pounds on credit, how will they get back at that time? Book.

"That's really a problem."

After touching his chin and thinking for a moment, Wang Fang nodded and said: "It's still one penny per catty. If we agree to use rice grains to pay off the bill, we can exchange one catty for six catties."

"But?"

He Yongding hesitated for a moment and finally said: "But the price of food in the county is only five cents per catty. In this way, we will lose more."

He waved his hands nonchalantly: "Don't worry about the loss. As long as we sell all the sweet potatoes, even if they are given away for free, we can make a lot of money."

Economic problems are difficult to explain. Even after half a year of teaching, He Yongding still cannot understand the wonderful functions of the market. In the current valley, Mannia and Yang Rong are probably the only two people who really understand Wang Fang's plan. It has to be said that the IQs of these two people have reached a level that puts Wang Fang to shame, and I am afraid that all their knowledge reserves will be sucked dry before long.

Ignoring the headache, Wang Fang continued: "How's it going in the county? Have you found a hiding place?"

"We have found three small houses and rented them at four hundred yuan per month. Two of them have already shipped a batch of goods. If there is a problem with the channels outside the county, we can guarantee that the goods in the county will not be transported. Cut off the supply.”

After nodding, he said happily: "It looks like we are ready to take action."

As he spoke, he said again: "Notify me, except for the sweet potatoes that have not yet grown on the hillside, all the second crop of sweet potatoes in the paddy fields will be destroyed. Harvest them if you can. Those that cannot be harvested will be dug up and drowned in the river bank."

"This?"

The yield of acres of paddy fields is close to million kilograms. One penny per kilogram is worth taels. But at the moment, Wang Fang actually wants to drown him.

He Yongding wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Wang Fang: "Just do it, for our safety, we must drown it."

He Yongding took the people away. After the other party walked away, Wang Fang waved to Mannia beside him: "Are you sure Yang Shiyi can be trusted?"

"I want to call you Meier, Wang Meier."

He glared at Wang Fang speechlessly. After countless corrections, this guy still couldn't change.

"Of course it's believable. You think I'm just trying to get away with it. The king of Chu has such a slim waist that many people starve to death in the palace. Since the Han and Tang Dynasties, the line of thin horses has been passed down for thousands of years. If you don't have some tricks, the brothels on both sides of the Qinhuai River will be destroyed." They have long been exterminated by all the great nobles and talents.”

After nodding, Wang Fang added: "Let him come with me. Others are not suitable for contact with this for the time being."

After finishing speaking, Wang Fang frowned for a moment and then said: "Let the mute follow. Isn't he your third disciple? He should have learned some tricks."

As she spoke, Mannia clasped her fingers and said, "Not only the mute, but also the blind, lame, and deaf can come with you. The good disciple I have chosen will always come in handy."

"No, just one mute is enough. Plus my second brother and I, there are four people in total, which is almost enough."

"Okay, listen to you."

Mannia didn't deny it, just nodded and said with a smile: "I'm going to kill a few people this time."

"Kill as many as you can, and to scare them away, we must inflict pain on them. Otherwise, it will be difficult to ensure our safety."

"It's a pity that this valley won't be usable for at least a year."

"It's no pity. When we finish our work, we can buy another valley."

"Okay, you can go about your business, and I will watch over the rest for you."

After waving goodbye to Mannia, Wang Fang led the people to leave the valley. There was still half a month left, and within this half month, Wang Fang needed to kill people, and even kill people non-stop.

At the same time, as soon as they walked out of the valley, two brothers, Yang Rong and Yang Yutang, caught up and said, "Are you planning to take action?"

Wang Fang remained silent, and Yang Rong cried: "Those are the enemies of my family. My father and mother were killed by them. Why do you avoid us and prevent us from taking action?"

He looked at the ten-year-old girl blankly and asked, is it really okay to take her there?

"That's my father, that's my mother. If you don't let me do it, I'll tell the story about you."