Fengxian Jiangshan

In recent years, not only the grain merchants inside the customs, but even the major foreign firms have focused on the outside of the customs, purchasing a large amount of grain and soybeans.With the attention of these foreigners, a new profession was born, that is, compradors who run errands for foreigners. They help foreign companies purchase goods, and even open shops and do business by themselves. This group of people quickly became rich.

Liu Wenxin is such a businessman, but strictly speaking, he is not a comprador, this guy is just a helper hired by the comprador, simply put, he is a slave of a slave.Of course, this is just what other people say. Liu Wenxin never sees himself that way. Compared with those muddy legs, he is the real successful person.

He is in charge of soybean purchases in a county, which is a very lucrative occupation. After years of exploration, Liu Wenxin has mastered a whole set of skills to search for ordinary people, which is the business experience he is proud of. This guy thinks he has figured it out Without a way to make money, a county can no longer satisfy him.

After finishing this year, he will be able to accumulate tens of thousands of oceans. Liu Wenxin is still working hard to learn Japanese, hoping to be appreciated by the Japanese, and he will be able to become a new comprador. In his eyes, that is the most glorious moment .

"Master, there are many people begging you to ask me, when will soybeans be officially harvested this year, everyone is waiting!"

Liu Wenxin sneered, and picked up an Dongyang cigarette without panic. There was a half-exposed Japanese beauty painted on the cigarette box. Liu Wenxin's finger slowly slid across it, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes: "What's the rush? Have you forgotten the rules of previous years? Let's not worry. Let those muddy legs wait. How long can they stay in the county town when they come from afar? As long as they can't stand it anymore, give them some money. Didn’t they just sell it, these days we hold money in our hands, we are uncles, and those mud-legged people are all third-grandchildren!”

Liu Wenxin talked about his business experience triumphantly. Every year, these guys don’t announce the specific acquisition time, so those ordinary people have to rush over early in order to sell it at a good price and wait hard. This is a cat catch. It's a game of mice. After the patience of the peasants has been tortured to the limit, these compradors will come out to lower the price, eat a bite, and earn more ignorant money.

After finishing speaking, Liu Wenxin let out a strange laugh, and the housekeeper also had a smirk on his face, and stretched out two thumbs: "Master, do you want to say that you are smart? These mud legs are just splashing, don't worry about them. Xiao There is one more thing I want to ask you, this year the Japanese did not send out the money to buy soybeans, and we don’t have enough cash on hand, do you need to borrow some money?”

"No need!" Liu Wenxin waved his hand triumphantly: "My lord, I have a new idea. We won't give cash this year, just take a piece of white paper, write down the amount, and send it to those muddy legs. When we are in a better mood, we will give them the money, and if the master is in a bad mood and suppress him for a year or two, I think they dare to say anything?"

"Master, isn't this an empty-handed white wolf? I'm afraid those mud-legged people won't agree. They're still counting on the money for the New Year!"

"Three, you're just too stupid. We have nothing to do with their life or death. If it really doesn't work, we'll discount the price and give them [-]% in cash. In short, it's enough if you don't starve to death. I don't believe that the remaining [-]% will be given to the white man. They can turn the world upside down. In the three northeastern provinces, except for the Japanese who buy soybeans in large quantities, who else will receive them? They have to sell them if they sell them, and they have to sell them if they don’t sell them. If you are not happy, go find the Japanese!"

Liu Wenxin said triumphantly, and the third housekeeper couldn't help laughing. These two guys seemed extremely complacent.

"Master, according to previous years, there are already quite a few people with mud legs pushing carts, should we go and see them?"

"Okay, let's go and see now. When they can't stand it anymore, let's start buying again. Remember that this year's price will be lowered. The maximum price for a load cannot exceed two yuan six."

In Shanghai and other places, the price of a load of soybeans is basically between [-] and [-] yuan, which is very stable. The soybeans shipped from the three eastern provinces are also more than [-] to [-] yuan, and the huge price difference in the middle is swallowed up by these layers of compradors. Yes, of course the Japanese eat the big head, they just follow it with the soup.

Liu Wenxin walked swaggeringly on the street with a figure-of-eight gait, and the people on both sides who saw him nodded frequently and couldn't stop calling him Master Liu, which greatly satisfied Liu Wenxin's vanity.

In a blink of an eye, he passed a teahouse, and the sound of opera singing was coming from inside, babbling, very pleasant.Liu Wenxin stopped suddenly, and the third housekeeper also smiled and asked, "Master, do you want to listen to the play? Let's go in now."

"What's the point of listening to an opera? My lord, I want to see the opera performers!"

"Then there is no problem, master, let me tell you, these actors are all splashing around, as long as you throw the money out, they will leave and come to your arms obediently, absolutely obedient and honest. If you are not young, go in now, With the face of your Master Liu, they still come to your arms obediently!"

Liu Wenxin thought for a while and said: "No need, master, I am a person with great ambitions, and I can't be ambiguous with them. Third, don't you know what I think? We won't be Japanese in this life, but if If you can marry a Japanese woman, isn’t this also the son-in-law of a Japanese, a son-in-law who is half the height, with a Japanese as his father-in-law Lao Taishan, won’t we have face wherever we go!”

"Master's advice!" The youngest couldn't stop complimenting: "Master, you are really the reincarnation of Zhuge. You have expected such a thing. It is simply a clever calculation. The little one is ashamed."

The pair of masters and servants boasted each other and came to the outside of Dongguan City. In previous years, this was the place to buy soybeans. Liu Wenxin looked at the open space in front of him and said with a smile: "Three, last year there was an old bad guy who couldn't bear it." Cold, frozen to death, there are a few fools who still want to trouble the master, forcing the master to collect soybeans in advance, do you think this rule can be broken? Master, I wanted to freeze them all to death here in a fit of anger, but In the end, I thought that God had the virtue of good life, so I collected all their soybeans, otherwise I don’t know how many people would freeze to death!”

"Why don't you say that the master has a kind heart? You are the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva!" The youngest said this without any shame. He looked around and said with some doubts: "Master, what happened this year? What's wrong, no one came?"

Liu Wenxin was also a little puzzled. He looked around with a pair of mouse eyes, but found nothing. It was empty and there was no farmer waiting. Now he was a little flustered. Could it be that this year's soybeans were not harvested? How could there be no ordinary people? Woolen cloth!

While he was looking around, more than [-] bullock carts appeared in the distance, creaking and walking towards this side. Seeing this scene, Liu Wenxin finally showed a smug smile: "I said If they don't come and sell it to us, do they still have a way out?"

While joking, the people's ox cart team came up to them. Liu Wenxin walked over with big strides and waved to the peasants who were walking in the front.

"Old man, just stop here. This year's acquisition hasn't started yet. You should wait honestly. Don't run around, or you miss the opportunity, and you have no place to cry!"

Liu Wenxin laughed out loud as he spoke, his arrogance reached the extreme.The old farmer looked at him and asked in confusion, "What's the matter with you? There are notices posted in the countryside saying that soybeans will start harvesting today. Why did you tell us not to harvest them?"

"Old man, are you dreaming? When you harvested soybeans, you told the time. I think your head was kicked by a donkey. You just want to go blind!"

"How dare you swear?" The old farmer looked angry. At this time, a group of ox carts came from another direction. The leader was also a farmer in his 50s and [-]s. He looked like the village head. He still knew him. Liu Wenxin walked a few steps, and said to the old farmer: "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, we don't have to sell to this kid this year, and there are people who buy soybeans at a better price, so don't have to wait!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wenxin frowned immediately, and snorted: "Are you still asleep? Besides Mr. Liu, who else can buy soybeans? Aren't you dreaming?"

While speaking, a team walked out of the city gate, led by a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed like an accountant.

He walked up to all the farmers and cupped his hands: "Fellow folks, under the entrustment of the Fengtian government, Fengtian Trading Company has officially started purchasing soybeans. Each load of high-quality soybeans is three yuan. The transaction is in cash, and the money and the goods are cleared. Don't worry." , Then line up here, and then someone will take you over to weigh, and then take the withdrawal slip, go to the special service window of Fengtian Bank, and you can withdraw money, everyone can rest assured, we will charge as much as you have!"

When these farmers heard the news, they all put their hearts into their stomachs, with joyful smiles on their faces, and quickly lined up. The first ox cart entered the city gate and turned to the left to buy soybeans. In the warehouse, there are workers who take the farmers to check the quality of the soybeans, weigh the soybeans, calculate the price, and issue a withdrawal order.

After confirming that it was correct, the old farmer took the withdrawal slip to the cash withdrawal office of Fengtian Bank 200 meters away, handed in the withdrawal slip, and immediately a stack of brand-new Fengtian Bank slips arrived in his hands.

He sold a total of 45 catties, that is, fifteen loads, three yuan a load, and a total of [-] yuan. If the price was kept low in previous years, he would suffer a loss when weighing the same soybeans. If you can get it in your early thirties, you will burn high incense, and now it is about half as much, how can this farmer be unhappy!

"My fellow, you can withdraw money directly from this withdrawal slip. If you don't need it urgently, you can also store it in the bank, and the interest will be calculated for you every day. You can withdraw it whenever you want!"

"No, no, it's better to get the money in your hands, so you can feel at ease!"

The staff also understood the mentality of these farmers and smiled kindly. The farmer took the money and left Dongguan in a blink of an eye. It didn't take 10 minutes before and after. It was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Seeing more and more farmers selling their soybeans to Fengtian Trading Company, Liu Wenxin saw it and raised his eyebrows. Isn't this stealing his own business!The guy rushed in with great strides.

"What are you doing? Do you still know the rules? In the past, these soybeans were purchased by our family. Why do you intervene this year? You don't even ask. Who is I working for? Behind me is the Japanese, and it is Nissin. Oil factory!"

"I don't care who you are, if you interfere with our normal work again, I will send you to prison. In addition, let me tell you, don't scare us with the Japanese, buy and sell freely, and the Japanese can't control it!"

Several guards who were in charge of maintaining order rushed over and mentioned Liu Wenxin. Like throwing a chicken, they threw him aside and slammed him to the ground.

Many old farmers who delivered soybeans knew him. Seeing this guy in such a mess, the resentment in his heart was finally vented, and he couldn't help clapping and laughing! RS! .

Chapter 387

"Humble words, 5000 million catties of soybeans have been purchased in the past few days, and the cost has exceeded 350 million yuan. Do you want to continue to accept it?" Jilin Governor Guo Zongxi said: "This amount is not too small. If more purchases If not, we will have to build more warehouses, or there is no way to store them.”

"Collect, must collect, need a warehouse, start building right away, collect as much as you can, even if you buy all the soybeans in the three northeastern provinces, it's not impossible!"

Guo Zongxi widened his eyes all of a sudden, and said in surprise: "Zhuoyan, the soybean production in the entire three eastern provinces is at least several billion catties, how much money would it take to buy them all, I'm afraid we don't have such a solid foundation! "

"Governor Guo, don't worry about the funding issue. We have soybeans, and someone will give us money. What are you worried about? Instead, you should think about what the Japanese will do. Let's make a plan. deal with them."

What Zhang Tinglan said is not bad at all. Ever since Fengjun began to buy soybeans aggressively, the Japanese have been alarmed. The head of Nissin Oil Factory, Kimura Yasuo, brought the director of Santai Oil Factory, Shimoda Yoshimi, over. Controlled the oil extraction industry in Dalian, controlled the output of soybean oil, and enjoyed huge profits every year.

This year is the soybean harvest time again, they have already prepared warehouses, and are preparing to purchase soybean oil in large quantities, and then produce soybean oil. In their opinion, the yellow soybean oil with the aroma of soybeans is like liquid gold, which brings them several dollars a year. With a huge profit of tens of millions, the money-making ability of the two major oil factories is no worse than that of the South Manchuria Railway and the Bank of Korea. They are out-and-out hens that lay golden eggs.

Yasuo Kimura and Yoshida Shimoda are also hot figures in Japan, and they are leaders in the business world.But this year's situation is a bit abnormal, at this time.Only sporadic soybeans were sent over, and there was no such thing as the crowds and bullock carts in previous years. These two people were also very puzzled.

"Mr. Kimura, what do you think happened this year? Why can't the soybeans be harvested? Don't those Chinese farmers want to make money?"

"Mr. Shimoda, the problem should be the Fengtian government. I heard that they cooperated with the Americans and opened an oil mill in Huludao. It is very likely that they are robbing soybeans."

"Not necessarily." Shimoda Yoshihiro said with some doubts: "The imperial government has already approached this oil factory, saying that their business scope is only within the customs of China, and they will never export to Europe and the United States. The mainland of China is very poor, and their consumption capacity is limited. There is simply no bulk buying of soybeans."

while talking.Someone from his subordinates sent a telegram, and Yasuo Kimura hurriedly opened it.In an instant, his face turned a pig liver color.The veins on the palms of his hands became exposed, and his anger reached the extreme.

"Shimoda-kun, this is the news from the foreign firm. The damn Fengtian government has entrusted some Fengtian trading company to purchase soybeans, and also introduced a minimum purchase price. The untouchables in China have sold soybeans to them!"

After Shimoda Yoshi heard it, his color changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Kimura, what is their minimum purchase price. Is there any advantage for us?"

"The price of high-quality soybeans is three oceans per load, and the fluctuation does not exceed two cents!"

"Eight Ga!" Shimoda Yoshih immediately became furious. Even at the lowest price, it was a full [-] cents higher than last year's purchase price. With such a price advantage, as long as he is not a fool, who would sell soybeans to Japanese.