Two Hundred and Thirty Seventh: Qi Vomiting Blood (6)

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237: Qi vomiting blood (6)

[Show you a treasure]: Musician Zhuge Qinmo, I won't even help the toilet, so I will obey you. The words written by the anchor are flamboyant if they sound good, but they are a little bit ugly...the writing is all kind of stuff, but you can understand it! Live up to your id.

Jiang Pengji's handwriting is just like her own personality, very freewheeling.

Before, she would follow Liu Xi's handwriting and write quite well, but since the last time she used charcoal to write and draw on the coarse cloth, she seemed to have opened the door to a new world. Be sloppy.

[Musician Zhuge Qinmo]: Miao praise Miao praise.

[Smuggled into Africa]: If it is really the record of food prices in the past few days...does it mean that the anchor's plan is about to start?

In the other world live broadcast room, even if the content of the live broadcast is boring, the enthusiasm of the audience who has been following the updates remains undiminished.

As the live broadcast room became famous and believed by more and more people, the audience found it more difficult to watch the live broadcast.

Every seat is extremely hard to grab, even if you have been single for 30 years and have a fast hand and a 100M fiber optic network speed, you may not be able to grab it.

What's even more pitiful is that this live broadcast room can't rebroadcast at all!

If other viewers want to watch the live broadcast, they can only wait for the rebroadcast video from Du Niang Tie Bar the next day.

[Smuggling to the African Emirates] I am an old man in this live broadcast room, and I have been following the updates of the live broadcast room.

He carefully recorded the big and small things that happened around the anchor during the live broadcast, and even compiled a booklet for it.

Hearing the soaring price of food, he immediately thought of Jiang Pengji's plan to curb the price of food.

Jiang Pengji shook her head, "The time has not come yet."

She has been walking around the streets these days, visiting tea shops, restaurants, wine shops and other places, listening to the people talking about the recent gossip, more and more content is related to the civil unrest in Meng County, Cangzhou, but their news has not yet been released. The spread was confirmed to be limited.

If not, how could food prices have only doubled?

Jiang Pengji murmured, "It's too early to act now. The current rumors are still in the brewing stage, and there is still some time before the real outbreak. At that time, people will panic and rush to the grain store to buy grain. The price of grain will not be the price it is today. It's..."

Some people will believe unfounded rumors, but the doubling of food prices will make them hesitate.

If at this time, Jiang Pengji started her own plan, the result would be that her family's grain shop was sold out by other forces. When the food shortage really started, most of the people would still grit their teeth and buy grain with skyrocketing prices... So, She is not in a hurry now.

When Hejian officials fully confirm the news of the civil unrest in Cangzhou, the people will panic to find that they can no longer afford food.

At that time, it was the time for Jiang Pengji to make a real move!

She took a look at the statistical report made by Xu Ke, and the results of the bandit suppression in the past month or so have been fruitful.

The confiscated money was exchanged for grain, which was purchased from the neighboring Zisang County at normal prices, totaling about 1,500 shi.

The 3,000 shi obtained from the Meng family before, plus the 1,300 shi raised by the prefect of Hejian from various aristocratic families, total zero and zero, and minus the food consumed during this period, there are still 500 shi left. Fifteen hundred stones, much more than she expected.

"Taxue, go talk to the housekeeper and call the manager of the grain store."

"Here."

There are various shops under the name of the second bedroom of Liu's mansion, half of which are Gu Min's dowry, and the other half are slowly bought by Liu She over the years.

For the grain store alone, Liu's Mansion opened three stores in Hejian, each in a different location and with different customers.

For daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, although they can't make a lot of money, they are needed by everyone, and the demand is huge. Therefore, the annual profit of this kind of shop is quite satisfactory. As long as the shopkeeper follows the regulations, it is difficult to lose money .

Suddenly summoned by the master of the house,

The three shopkeepers of the grain store were a little frightened, for fear that they might be fired because they did not do well.

"Don't be so nervous, I called you over to ask about something."

Jiang Pengji sat at the head, and asked one of them in a cold voice, "How is the business of the grain shop these days?"

The shopkeeper replied respectfully, "Business is good, and the people are worried about the civil unrest in Cangzhou, so the grain sales are very smooth."

"Aside from that, is there anything else?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, thinking about it carefully, and said, "Apart from some ordinary people buying here and there, there are also quite a few big businesses."

The so-called big business is actually that other grain shops intend to buy in large quantities from here.

However, the manager of the grain store is not stupid. Now that the price of grain is rising so fast, he can bear it for a while. After the price rises to another level, he will sell it slowly. Anyway, where the price of grain is placed, he will never lose money. The difference is only It's about earning more or less.

"You sold the grain?" Jiang Pengji asked.

In order to keep the supply, the grain shop will have some grain storage more or less.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "How dare the villain do this? Naturally, we must consult the owner before making a decision."

Jiang Pengji nodded in satisfaction, and said, "The price of food these days will follow the price of others. If people want to buy in bulk, you can also sell it normally. If someone buys in bulk, they don't come here to ask for instructions, just accept it... "

The three shopkeepers of the grain store hesitated after hearing this. After all, in their view, this is a good opportunity to make money.

Selling should be restricted at this time, and the profit will definitely be greater than selling now when the price of grain rises further.

Jiang Pengji didn't mean to explain, but just told her coldly, "Just do what I say, and there will be other instructions at that time."

There is no business and no evil, and the instinct of businessmen to pursue profits is inherent. No matter what era they are in, this has not changed.

But for Jiang Pengji, the main purpose of the plan is not to make money, but to be famous, or to put it another way, she wants to make both money and fame.

For others, this seems impossible, but such an opportunity is in front of her, and she will definitely seize it!

The three shopkeepers of the grain shop looked at each other, but who is Jiang Pengji is their master, Liu She never cared about the family affairs, Mrs. Butterfly treated Jiang Pengji's actions quite laissez-faire, and the step-wife even had no reason to support her, the shopkeeper of the grain shop Can only be obedient.

"Here."

The three of them agreed in unison.

"Go on, if there are other situations, remember to report back."

When Hejian County was in turmoil due to the civil unrest in Cangzhou, Meng's retinue and his party finally rushed to send the coffin containing Meng Bing to Meng County, Cangzhou before the hot weather.

At this time, Meng County was already deserted and messy, the streets were empty, and there was not a single person in sight for most of the day.

The sun above the head hung high in the sky, and everyone felt a sense of bleakness and coldness.

Strips of white flags fluttered in the wind, making rustling noises, which made the surrounding scene even more bleak and desolate.

Although Meng Jun's Sheriff's Mansion was burned by Meng Hun, did Meng Zhan have any luxurious mansion?

When they came to the gate of Meng Mansion, the officers and soldiers on both sides stood in silence, guarding tightly, and a pair of tigers stared at the street.