The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

He hadn't finished his sentence when the grain store clerk came out and changed the grain price on the small blackboard: "One, two, three, one stone of rice."

There was a commotion among the crowd, and they protested.

"Why did you raise the price again?"

"Three rises in a day? No one is allowed to live?"

"The family is almost out of control! They came to buy rice only after pledging the dowry."

"Please, sell us some rice. I'll give you a tael of silver."

The grain store clerk spread his hands and said, "I can't help it. The boss asked the price to increase. The surrounding grain stores have raised prices. You can find out after asking."

If Wang Jiaping wanted to explode, he would send someone to arrest him.

Yan Song shook his head and said to him: "You are engaged in economics, why don't you know that the price is caused by the relationship between supply and demand? Just using administrative power and using the government to arrest people can't stabilize the price of grain. These grain stores are in a hurry. What can you do if you close the door and close the market directly?"

Why didn't Wang Jiaping know this truth, and said with a wry smile: "Old Yange, it's bitterly cold in Beijing now, the rivers are frozen, and the food can't be shipped in. Besides, the price of food in the north is rising. Beijing is not bad. I heard that the areas around Shandong and Xuanda , the price has risen to three taels of silver a stone of rice, and the common people can no longer afford it.”

Yan Song's heart sank.

In the face of natural disasters, human beings will become very vulnerable.

Although the Ming Empire is mighty, but in the face of this rare natural disaster in the Ice Age, there is not enough food.

He nodded: "Keep watching, and mobilize those wealthy households to start selling grain. This pavilion will always go back and find a way."

On the way back, Elizabeth persuaded: "Old Yan Ge, this is a natural disaster, there is nothing you can do about it."

Yan Song said indifferently: "Man is determined to conquer nature, you should learn."

Elizabeth blinked, and the curiosity in her beautiful eyes deepened.

She has seen Yan Song's amazing methods many times, but they were all against human beings.

How can he deal with such an astonishing natural disaster with a huge scope?

Along the way, Yan Song and Elizabeth saw a little girl by the side of the road again, throwing herself on the corpse of a woman who died of cold and starvation, crying loudly, the tears on her little face were frozen into ice balls, the scene was very sad .

Elizabeth couldn't bear it, went up to pick up the little girl, took out 5 taels of silver to have her mother buried, and took the girl back to raise her.

Seeing the little girl shivering in the cold wind in the thin clothes, Elizabeth hugged her tightly.

Yan Song sighed.

He felt more and more that although he is now one person under ten thousand people, and he can decide the fate of hundreds of millions of people in Daming with one word, but the greater the ability, the heavier the responsibility. The heavy burden of opening your mouth is on your back.

Back in the study, after thinking about it for a day, Yan Song held a cabinet meeting the next day to formally discuss countermeasures.

On this day, Yan Song was mainly studying the map of the world, and also listened to the weather information sent by the messenger of Xu Hai and others.

New California in North America has a lower latitude and is in the tropics, so it is less affected by cold waves.

Xu Hai and others sent a letter saying that the harvest there was basically not affected.

If it doesn't work, Daming will emigrate on a large scale again and export the population!

Daming was affected by the cold wave, so he simply sent the population to North America. On the one hand, it reduced the food pressure, and on the other hand, it promoted immigration.

By the way, there are also southern Southeast Asia and the Australian mainland.

It was also a rich and uninhabited continent.

This cold wave may be a good opportunity to speed up the emigration of Ming Dynasty.

Yan Song slapped his legs, that's a good idea.

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Chapter 1770 Immigration Frenzy...【1】

The room was full of gloom.

Such natural disasters during the Little Ice Age stumped these pavilion elders.

Yan Song had already made up his mind, clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, don't panic, the matter can still be controlled..."

All the elders looked over.

Yan Song: "Ten years ago, we would have had nothing to do, but now we still have a way!"

He pointed to the world map and shouted: "There are several important tasks today."

"One is to accelerate the rush to plant rice crops in Lingnan and Qiongzhou (Hainan), which are not affected by the cold wave in Daming. The temperature there is high, and it is on the edge of the tropics. The cold wave cannot pass, and the light is sufficient, and rice can be grown three times a year. Although the taste Not very good." Yan Song curled his lips: "But it's better than starving to death!"

Shen Shixing nodded: "This plan is feasible. My Ming Dynasty has a vast land, and there are tropical regions in the south, which can be immune to this cold wave. There must be more immigrants to increase production... However, with so much land, it is still necessary to produce the country's grain. Not enough."

"Second, it is to buy a large amount of food from the Wa country and Southeast Asian countries under our control! Seafood! Fruits! As long as we can eat, we want everything! ... This matter will be handled by you, the Minister of Rites, and I will let Ma The governor of Liujia will provide you with assistance."

Li Chunfang nodded: "How much money can the treasury spend to purchase food?"

Yan Song smiled faintly: "One hundred million!"

Everyone knelt down on the spot.

One billion.

Daming is indeed rich.

To be exact, Mr. Yan Ge is really rich.