I became the son of Renzong

"I bought it! I bought less food. Anyway, there is no shortage of food in Bianliang. Let's buy less and improve it. The food in Changping warehouse is really unpalatable."

"I heard that Changping warehouse has also changed its grain, and it's all new grain..."

"There are so many grain stores in Bianliang that cost [-] Wen. How much grain does this have?"

"Cut! Don't you know? I've heard that there are ten big boats on the Bian River, all of which are filled with grain, and they are just waiting for the owner to go to the water gate to clear the customs."

"In the end, what do you know? The boss didn't come!"

"why?"

"Do you still need to ask? Didn't I see that these grain stores put grain on the street, but the warehouses are full! The warehouses are full, where should the grain shipped from the ship go?"

"My house is empty, let me send twenty coins to my house!"

A burst of laughter, a burst of slapstick.

All these words fell into Qiu Er's ears the whole way after he entered the city.

For more than half a year, the whole Bianliang has been suffering, when did it make fun of food like this?Just kidding today.

It's all relaxed and happy.Maybe the owners of the grain store will not be happy, right?

There was no one at the door of his grain store, but Qiu Er cautiously entered through the back door.

"The treasurer..."

"Qiu Er, where's the boss? Have you borrowed money?"

"Boss, this is a token from the boss. The boss asked all our grain stores to reduce their prices, and it must be the same as the shops that reduced prices today."

"what?"

"Big shopkeeper, the younger one went with the owner to Huimin River, where there is a city, the younger one followed the owner to the south, and saw the track... It is the track His Royal Highness said."

"That carriage...a very large carriage...has been delivering goods to that city. The owner said it was all food..."

"When the little one returned to the city, outside the west gate, there was still that kind of carriage, a very large carriage, a carriage pulled by eight horses, a carriage that could hold ten thousand stones of grain..."

Repeatedly: very big carriage.Because Qiu Er's mind is full of the carriage, and he is also a driver, but he feels that the carriage he drives is like a doll's toy compared to that carriage.

The shopkeeper probably understood.

But what about this business?

No matter, let's take care of your own life first.

Xu's grain store put up a sign in such a low voice: Fifty cents per bucket!

The shopkeeper was very nervous, the guild's anger would be focused on him if the boss was not around.

Just in the back hall of the grain store, pacing back and forth.I also thought of an excuse: I really can't raise the money, so I can only sell some food first to make up for the guild...

After thinking too much, no one paid attention to his price reduction.

There are too many grain stores in Bianliang at fifty cents a bucket, and who cares if there is one more.

The only thing I pay attention to is nothing more than passing by, or nearby, and even regular customers will ask casually, or buy a small amount...

Everyone thinks that there is too much grain in Bianliang, and the price will be reduced.

There is no way, the streets are full of food now, there must be too much and nowhere to put it.

As for the guild... people came back one after another. At this time, I didn't have the heart to wait for everyone. Even if I knew that someone was retreating, I couldn't make it clear, and I didn't dare to make it clear.

Once it is found out that one person has done this, everyone will have their own thoughts and make their own calculations.

"Some people from the guild will stay behind and wait for the funds later on. The others are all dispersed now, and they will use the carriage to pull the money to buy food..."

It's all about building momentum, even if you are overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum, you have to stand up your own momentum!

Chapter 260 The face hurts

It's here, it's finally here.

When he saw a carriage on the side of the street, or a carriage from the grain guild, Zhao Xi knew that it was time for the show to begin.

Just wait for this one, don't let yourself down.

One...two...three...not too many, they dispersed after leaving the grain guild.

"Should kill!"

Except for scholars, other identities are easy to kill in the mouths of the gentlemen.

Especially after seeing this situation, this is already blatantly disrupting the situation.

It should be killed!

In fact, there is a better way than killing them, such as letting them buy food as much as they want.

Zhao Xi didn't think that this group of people would still have money, that they would have enough money to buy up the entire Bianliang grain.

"Damn! Damn profiteers!"

The street market, which was originally very relaxed and pleasant, suddenly became dignified again.

The bitter people are already happily imagining the future.

How nice!Although it is a disaster year, there are no refugees this year. The imperial court supplies food from the Changping warehouse on a monthly basis, and there is so much new food... don't worry about not being able to uncover the pot.

Workers without land don’t have to worry about their families returning to abject poverty again, while those with land don’t have to worry about taking out their land.

Very good thing!

But there are people who have lost their children and grandchildren...

Listening to the clang of copper coins, people know that they are here to buy grain...they are planning to buy the grain back and hoard it, and then sell it at a high price.

Future profiteers!Do this kind of thing that kills children and grandchildren.

But there is no way, and I dare to mutter a few words behind my back.

If the poor do not fight against the rich, they are ordinary people, so how dare they find fault with other merchants.Maybe if you turn a corner, you will get someone to make a living.

Alas... I should have bought some back the other day...

Just watching the carriages go to those grain stores...