I'm really not King Jing of Zhongshan

Chapter 278 I, Uncle Lu Xiangtian!

With regard to money matters, Liu Sheng's considerations cannot be described as careless.

Of course Liu Sheng knows: the matter of money is far less than the matter of food, which can be solved only by "official monopoly" and "macro-control".

In order to solve the unification of the money system as smoothly and gently as possible, Liu Sheng even gave up a big opportunity.

——Abolish all old money, cast a new one, take all the old money in the world and replace it, and use the new money to establish a reputation and consolidate the position of the prince.

But it was Liu Sheng's consideration of "moderate and smooth policy changes" that made the hole: four baht, countless hyenas and eagles saw a good opportunity to make a fortune.

It's just that all of this happened in the late autumn of the fourth year of Emperor Qi Xinyuan, shortly after the end of the autumn harvest, and at a critical time when the year was approaching, because Liu Sheng accidentally set foot in Shanglin Garden, he was completely kicked out...
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"Come on~"

"Look, take a look~"

"Your Majesty's imperial edict, the Shaofu will harvest the autumn harvest of the people in Guanzhong~"

"The price of each stone is [-] yuan, and the old and the old are not deceived~~~"

Every year after the autumn harvest, the east and west cities in the north of Chang'an City will be flooded with people from all over the city, and they will be crowded.

Hearing the officer's words, the old man's already faintly wary face suddenly showed a little color.

"Please also clarify."

"What's the origin of this old thing?"

This question is calm and breezy;

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"Hey, hey;"

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"These fifty coins per stone are naturally fifty four baht coins;"

"In that land, can officials be as good as wolves and tigers?"

"Ok?"

"Worn in tatters, with such scary eyes..."

"With such a bountiful harvest, the Shaofu is still willing to buy the grain in our hands at a price of [-] yuan per stone?"

"Look at what the old man asked;"

Because in the contempt chain of this era, businessmen are really only inferior to official slaves such as Chengdan and Guixin—humans are not considered consumables, and they are so pitifully high...
Speaking of the officer, although he talked about Anling and the officials in Anling, the greed that flashed in his eyes from time to time also revealed the officer's heart. , the scene of doing business in Anlingyi.

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"Farmers are the foundation of our Han family!"

The old man was so angry that he immediately attracted people to stop and watch;

After seeing the old man's full head of gorgeous hair and pale beard, the arrogance and sullenness that often hung on his face also showed a slight tendency to ease.

Before the guard could react, the old man said in a low voice, and the guard's scattered thoughts came back to his eyes.

"It's just eight baht, half taels, used to buy the food in my husband's hands..."

Your uncle, after all, is still your uncle...

Listening to the guard's words and sentences, telling the truth about the "shaofu buying grain", the old man understood it immediately.

"—the younger generation."

——If you don’t listen to the old man’s words, you will be at a disadvantage, right in front of you;

"——It's better to grab it!!!"

"Afterwards, His Majesty will abolish all kinds of miscellaneous money and hand over the matter of four baht to the crown prince!"

"——You are following the imperial court and His Majesty's order to purchase the people's autumn harvest grains, but what is the excuse of 'year-end accounting' to search for the farmers' little money?"

"You guys, this is sucking blood!!!"

"I have been away from Qinzhong for a long time, and I really don't know much about the boundaries of Chang'an;"

Pretending to be mysterious, the guard didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying 'merchants and lowly households' in front of a businessman.

"It's just that the grain officials in Anling Town are really like wolves and tigers..."

"—Wait, who instructed you?!!"

The guard didn't pay much attention to these pedestrians who shook their heads and sighed but didn't stop;

After receiving the golden horn, he weighed it lightly as if no one else was there, and then the guard smiled flatteringly again, imitating the old man's appearance, and put on a posture of 'we whisper, don't let outsiders hear'.

But after this year's autumn harvest, the busiest places in the East and West cities are not the private shops selling condiments such as salt and vinegar, or daily necessities such as cloth;
Instead, it was set up outside the entrances of the East and West cities, and was a grain store where officials and servants came in and out from time to time...
"Hey, young man;"

If it wasn't for this, there wouldn't be so many wealthy and wealthy businessmen who would retire bravely after becoming successful and famous, and use the wealth they had accumulated all their lives to buy some land in their hometowns in order to return to the ranks of farmers.

Seemingly melancholy, but also slightly sentimental, the old man still smiled miserably, and then shook his head to himself.

Almost as soon as he heard 'eighteen', or even heard the price given by the guard, which started with 'ten', the old man's eyes widened in surprise and anger!

But at the moment, the guard still hasn't forgotten the old 'businessman' who gave him half a year's salary, but only needs to answer a few words and point out a few directions...

"Eighteen dollars?!"

"The Empress Dowager Lu's eight baht coin is almost the same quality as Emperor Taizong's four baht coin, and it is twice as heavy!"

He weighed the golden horn in his sleeve again, which was only the size of a fingernail but had a lot of weight. The guard finally suppressed the greed in his heart;
Squeezing out a stiff smile of 'Missed a hundred million', he saw the officer leaned over again, his voice suppressed to the point that only the two of them could hear.

"This food is eight baht. What price does the Shaofu charge?"

Especially under this premise, in front of such an angry old man who didn't even have to bow down when he met the emperor, there was actually a servant with a hundred stones standing in front of him...
Feeling the gazes of the audience looking at him, and the crowds that were getting more and more crowded and flocking towards him, the guard was obviously in a mess;
But the old man obviously didn't intend to let go of the servant who was 'ordered' to do something and had almost nothing to do with this matter.

"If the Shaofu can offer a fair price, I will have a place to go for the tens of thousands of stones of grain..."

"so;"

"Food, I have it."

"If the old man is just asking, then the doorway here, little..."

"Your Majesty sees thousands of miles away, and cares about the common people in the world. How can you just sit back and watch the Shaofu lower the price of grain because of the bumper harvest in Guanzhong this year..."

——Businessman = humble household, this is a universal value in today's Han Dynasty;
Not only do people in the world think so, but even the businessmen themselves think so.

"Although the buyer of the grain is the Shaofu, the price of the grain must be set by His Majesty, right?"

"—Even if you count the fineness, you have to give at least fifteen dollars!!!"

Hearing what the guard said, the old man was elated, but the old man didn't relax his vigilance immediately;
Until he heard the phrase 'fifty coins a stone' again from the guard, the old man still frowned slightly, with a guarded face on his face.

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"You can rest assured, old man~"

Those who are rich may tear two bolts of cloth and buy two pieces of meat;
Those who are poorer will always bring some salt, vinegar, etc., so as to add some flavor to the bland rice porridge that they eat every day, which is better than nothing.

But in order to confirm his guess, the old man finally asked the most critical question, and the most fatal question to some people.

"Hey Hey·········"

"Half tael, what's the price?"

In just a moment, the old man's aura burst out with a unique aura that obviously did not belong to peddlers, or farmers and merchants.

Or this question, in the not-too-distant future, in the political center of the known world, set off a bloodbath...

"I'm also worried, I don't know where to sell it."

"Although this matter has not yet been promulgated, it is already a certainty!"

"If it's selling grain, I've found the right place this time, old man!"

Seeing the guard's reaction like this, the old man didn't think too much, he just took a step forward and walked half a step in front of the guard;

"If the younger generation can give me some pointers, I will be grateful..."

"Eight baht, eighteen coins per stone;"

"—The price of fifty yuan and one stone was set by His Majesty, and it is said that it was also written by the prince."

Hearing the old man's words, the guard was indescribably excited for a while, and the arrogance that had just returned to his face was immediately replaced by a little flattery!
After a while, perhaps feeling his own identity, it seemed that he shouldn't be so inferior in front of a 'profiteer', the guard was only slightly taken aback, and for a while, his face turned stiff.

He stopped, bent his neck slightly, lowered his voice and continued to ask questions, at the same time, he did not forget to take out a piece of gold horn from the wide sleeve without any trace.

These hard-working people who have finished a year of hard work need to reap the fruits of their labor and have a rare rest in this gap, and go to Chang'an City to arrange some supplies.

"Um······"

Hearing the old man's question, the guard subconsciously turned his head;

"But the price is good to shout out. After all, the Shaofu used it to buy food, and there is not even a single four baht!"

"—Suck the blood of farmers!!!!!!"

"Written in black and white on official documents and pasted on dew cloth, that is a child without deception~"

"Half two, one stone and eleven coins..."

"The old man wants to sell grain, and the officials in Anling, can you make a big buck?"

"Little one, just tell the old man clearly."

"——The fineness of this money, it must be no problem, after all, it was taken out of the money from the Shaofu."

"—Emperor Xiaohui's mausoleum was forcibly moved from the Kanto to Guanzhong. It is called 'keeping filial piety for the emperor', but in fact, it is the boundary where merchants live together!"

In this era when filial piety surpasses the heavens, and even surpasses officials, every angry old man will attract countless eyes.

"The old man has been a businessman for Jia for many years. Although he is not famous all over the world, he has made a fortune after years of wandering."

For the old man's question, the guard was obviously well prepared;

"—What's the point of this doorway?"

Then, with a gentle face, he raised his head again, and looked in front of him, there were obviously some 'little and inexperienced' servants.

This question obscures the sky;

"Hi~"

"It's just a small matter, so that the old man can know;"

Before the old man could ask the next question, the servant seemed to add a sentence unintentionally, and finally put an eternal philosophy of life unreservedly in front of the people of the world.

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That is, when the guard raised his head hesitantly, the old man said indifferently, which made the guard put down his suspicion completely;
Even before, the arrogance when facing ordinary peasants, involuntarily returned to his face again.

With only an inexplicable and sinister smile, he looked straight at the old man with a slightly angry face...

"Two years ago, the old man couldn't bear the pain of traveling far away, and the fallen leaves returned to their roots..."

"——25 cents a stone of grain, with eight baht, it should be [-] cents!!"

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"The new year is approaching, and the money saved and kept in accounts in the Shaofu is all false!!"

Outside the grain shop where people were coming and going, the appearance of an old man did not attract too many people's attention.

"The price of buying grain with eight baht and half a tael is definitely not fifty yuan a stone;"

"If you say fifty bucks a stone, that's fifty bucks a stone!"

"Qin Banliang is slightly lighter than Emperor Taizong's four baht and Empress Dowager Lu's eight baht, and it weighs three times as much as before the four baht!"

"——What is the intention again!!!!"

"Since the old man has been in business, the old man knows what twists and turns can be hidden in the affairs of the government."

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"Humph!"

"Thanks to His Majesty's favor, the few hectares of Susukida that I purchased can be regarded as a harvest."

To be precise, everyone involved in this matter, the old man, does not intend to let it go...
"As early as more than half a year ago, the imperial court issued an edict: the private minting of money is forbidden!"

"Most of the ones that can be used to buy food are eight baht or half a tael, and four baht is hardly seen."

"The end of the year is approaching, and the savings in the Shaofu are just the time to keep accounts."

"If the old man really intends to sell grain in Chang'an, then this matter, I have to find a superior and talk to the old man in detail."

"—An Lingyi, what is that place?"

"What you are doing is clearly shaking the foundation of the country and subverting the country!!"

"As for this time, the Shaofu's purchase of grain, the doorway is deep and deep, but shallow, it's not very deep."

"—If you don't consider the fineness, but the weight alone, you should give seventeen and a half taels of grain for fifty yuan a stone!"

"This year's grain, is that a bumper harvest?"

"This, is where the doorway lies..."

Even on the side, the passers-by who were constantly entering and exiting the 'Shaofu Grain Shop' could not help but let out helpless sighs when they saw the scene in front of them.

Accompanied by the old man's meaningful words, the golden horn, which had not been seen from the beginning to the end, slipped from the old man's sleeve into the guard's sleeve.

There was another furious roar, which only caused the guard to lower his head in a panic, and looked at his feet in astonishment, not knowing what to say at all;
When the surrounding audience heard the old man's resounding angry howl, they all lowered their heads with complex expressions.

"However, the Shaofu bought food for eight baht and half a tael."

——Obviously: such a situation is not an isolated case;

Farmers who have been tortured by this "doorway" are by no means a minority...
"Pull the car!"

"Old man, I want to enter the palace to face the saint!!"

"——I want to see whether the ancestral temple and shrine left by Emperor Taizu Gao are still surnamed Liu!!!"

"—Look at the money in the young mansion, has it become the private wealth of the Marquis of Bing!!!!!!"


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