Chapter 1985

The rising food prices are getting worse and worse, and the people naturally want to make a fuss, but the magistrate's office and the chief envoy's Department, including the inspection department, have no news.

Don't buy it!

A message began to circulate in the market.

There will be countless grains pouring into Jinan soon, and the grain price will be halved at that time.

The people followed blindly. After the news came out, someone went to the Yamen to verify, but only got a vague answer.

——There will be food.

"Open the warehouse and press it first."

Chang Yu came to see Fang Xing and said frankly, "Xinghe Bo, no matter what you want to fish or what, the people can't stand the toss. I think I can open my position, but I just need your permission."

Local officials can open their warehouses and release grain, which is the right of Zhu Di's later concession. However, one condition is that there are disasters affecting food output.

Local officials release grain first, and then officials will come down to check the situation. Once fraud is found, a bunch of heads will appear at the gate.

Jinan is not suffering from disasters now, and the conditions for releasing grain are insufficient. Only Fang Xing, as the representative of the emperor, has the right to make a decision.

Fang Xing looked at it carefully with a document in his hand and said, "don't worry."

Chang Yu held back his anger and said, "Xinghe Bo, it is rumored in the market that the food will arrive soon, but where is the food? If the people wait hard, then... Civil commotion..."

Then there was a look of fear in his eyes: "at that time, those people will take advantage of the situation to coax, and Jinan will be in chaos!"

Civil unrest has always been the most feared event for local officials. No matter whether you can calm down or not, the capital will give you a "statement" afterwards.

Fang Xing put down the document and said faintly, "take it easy."

Chang Yu was helpless. Fang Xing continued, "sell grain."

"Selling grain?"

"Yes."

"Grain prices and prices remain unchanged before opening and selling grain."

Chang Yu was so excited that he got up and said, "I'm going to prepare now. Xing Hebo, you have to ask your people to keep an eye on it, so that those big families won't rush to buy it."

Fang woke up with a smile, picked up the paperwork again, bowed his head and said, "open it and sell it no matter who buys it or how much!"

……

Fang woke up and stood still, so some fast horses passed messages back and forth between the capital and Jinan.

——No grain convoy!

"What is that man waiting for?"

This is Mr. Yang Yan 17. He gave him a cold look and said, "if you play a chapter for help, it means Fang Xing is incompetent. Do you think he will be so stupid?"

Yang Yan tried to imagine the face in front of him more dignified, so as to increase his confidence. "Sir, it is said that the accounting has ended. When the court sees the documents and makes a final decision, it will never be able to turn around. At present, the best way is... To stir up civil commotion!"

Mr. 17 said expressionless, "I don't know these, but you hang out with that bird tongue all day. Be careful."

Yang Yan's face slightly changed and bowed: "yes, the students know."

The future of sparrow tongue is in the hands of Mr. 17. Yang Yan can't refuse, let alone resist.

"Student..."

At this time, a man came in. He bowed and said, "Sir, the warehouse is open outside to sell grain."

"What grain do you sell? What's the price?"

Mr. 17 suddenly got up, stared at the caller and asked.

"Sir, it's the granary of the government. It's full now. It's the price before the price rise."

Mr. 17 looked up and breathed. Yang Yan asked, "who's staring? But Fang woke up?"

The visitor looked strange and said, "just a dozen yamen servants are staring."

Mr. seventeen said well and asked, "can you limit the quantity you buy?"

The visitor said, "restrictions, but some people bought it once and lined up to buy it a second time. No one cares."

Mr. 17 laughed and said, "this is a move to calm the people's hearts. Fang woke up. At the moment, he must be burned within five. He wanted to ask the capital for help, but he was afraid of being denounced as incompetent."

"I'm sure it's Chang Yu's handwriting. I'll ask someone to buy it quickly. Don't wait for Fang Xing to send someone to look after it. At that time, he will take some heads to stand up."

……

The scene of selling grain was crowded. Gradually, most of the people in line became big men.

They carry pockets and buy one big bag at a time.

The Yamen on the side began to take care of it. After someone stuffed a few treasure notes, they all began to turn a blind eye.

The grain is being carried away, but the team is getting longer and longer.

……

"Three granaries have been emptied."

The twilight was low and Chang Yu didn't come. He probably thought Fang Xing's decision was too absurd.

Fang woke up and nodded. Someone asked, "uncle, we often ask... Whether to continue playing tomorrow?"

"Put it, continue to put it. If someone buys it, put it."

……

In Jinan City at night, the people who bought food were elated, and those who didn't buy began to curse.

"Sir, there's not enough money."

"To borrow, food is money, and what is piled up in the warehouse is money. What are you afraid of?"

Some people in Jinan are happy and others are worried. Many people are quietly waiting for dawn.

……

It was dawn, and the people who went to buy food soon came the news.

——Still nobody cares!

"Still buy it, sir?"

"Buy! You won't lose money if you buy it."

"Sir, it's all old grain."

"That's nothing. It's a big deal. When things calm down, sell it immediately."

"Call them and we'll discuss it."

Then a group of gentry gathered in a restaurant in the city.

"You still sell grain today, gentlemen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

As the leader, Su Wei's smiling appearance makes people's teeth itch.

At the three tables, someone asked, "Mr. Su, dare you ask me what opportunity this is to buy old grain at the same price?"

"Yes, we believe you, Mr. Su. That's why we invested our old capital. If there is no result, who will make up for the loss?"

"I've borrowed more than 1000 yuan. If I lose money on the sale of old grain, Mr. Su, I'm afraid I'll take my family to your house to beg for food."

Su Wei smiled and pressed his hand. When the noise disappeared, he got up and said, "please rest assured that someone has the bottom."

"Who? Mr. Su, who is it?"

The people here are not fools. You can follow up, but you have to have a strong guarantee.

Su Wei said with a smile, "don't worry, that man will be able to tell the truth. If not, I'll come!"

"Good! Mr. Su is forthright!"

Although I don't know why Su Wei wants to hide it, in full view of the public, if everyone loses money, Su Wei naturally can't deny it.

So early in the morning, the wine and meat began to smell, and the red faces were full of excitement.

But a hidden worry can't be eliminated.

Why didn't Fang Xing send someone to watch the grain sale?

Let those people rush to buy food, but only a few people in real demand buy food. What does this mean?

But the news brought by the fast horse back and forth between Beijing and Jinan is reassuring.

There is no grain convoy!

……

Fang woke up without panic. He was holding a small book and recording the names of those people one by one.

"It's difficult for overseas immigrants. These are good immigrants. We should keep a clear record."

"Xing Hebo, those people are drinking Gaole!"

Wang he was running around outside and felt tired and became a dog.

Fang Xing put down his pen and said, "before leaving, we must make people get together, otherwise the memory in the future will be profound?"

In the evening, Chang Yu finally couldn't help but come to see Fang in person.

"Xing Hebo, the granary is almost empty."

"Then prepare."

"What are you going to prepare? Xinghebo, where else can you gather food?"

"There is no shortage of food in Daming..."