The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

The news of the floods in the two lakes spread quickly.

Like all super cities, Kyoto has a prosperous population of one million, but it is absolutely impossible to support so many people on that little land in the suburbs of Beijing.

More than 70% of the grain depends on rice grain collected from grain merchants and local governments to support the consumption of the people in Kyoto.

The two lakes are known as the granaries of Dachan. Every Kyoto people can't understand what it means to be affected in the early autumn.

"Master, the grain prices of grain shops in Kyoto have quadrupled over the previous two days, but they are still looting. We wanbaoge and several other grain shops don't have much grain and can't support it. Do you want to continue to raise prices or close the door to thank customers?"

Boundless thinking about the newly sorted account books, I feel heavy.

Jiang qianxia sat in front of the dressing table and let perilla help her beat her hair, but she couldn't help laughing.

"It's true that in case of disaster, there will be chaos. The poor man must be hateful."

After thinking about it, Jiang qianxia said coldly, "the people in Kyoto are much richer than the people in other prefectures, but they still have no insight and don't even have the heart to worry about the country and the people."

"There are people who want to rob. They are selfish and have spare money. They are really poor. It's good to have a full stomach. They also rob?"

"What does the master mean?"

The cat's eyes narrowed slightly, and a grim smile came up at the corners of his mouth: "tell all grain shops to limit their purchases and raise prices together."

"No matter who, everyone is only allowed to buy one day's rations. If he only buys one day's rations, the food price is calculated according to the normal price. For the excess part, give me a ten fold increase!"

"I'd like to see how many people are willing to pay ten times the price so that your master can make me more comfortable money!"

After boundless turned and left, Qi nuoxian, who was called to help, couldn't help but gather around Jiang qianxia and whispered, "master, if someone buys cheap grain and resells it to others at a high price?"

"That's what they deserve. They'd rather be hungry and earn the money. There's nothing wrong with paying the price and getting a return."

Gently touching Qi nuoxian's head, Jiang qianxia said sadly: "there are too many miserable people in this world. Maybe you'll try your best to survive. You're hungry. In fact, it's nothing..."

Under Jiang qianxia's unique grain price instruction, the grain store that received the news didn't even hesitate to use it directly.

It's easy to tell who bought it for the first time and who bought it for the second time. Buy some paint that is difficult to clean. One person will draw a pen on his body.

Some people want to wash it. They can rub it with clean water. The skin is almost faded, and it is not much shallow.

Shanshan lamented that the quality of the pigments produced by wanbaoge was good. Looking at the overcrowded grain stores, most people gave up cheating and playing slippery.

One afternoon, the storm of looting grain in Kyoto was in a unique balance. Shen An, the Minister of household, who had been devastated by grain prices these two days, was even more unlucky after receiving the news.

He was a minister of the Ministry of household. He had to pass down instructions from layer to layer. What's more, he had to play a complex game and consider the interests of all parties in order to make an order.

But what about Jiang qianxia? With just one word, the chaotic grain market was stabilized!

Wanbaoge belongs to her family. Let's not say for the time being, but why are other grain stores so obedient? Do you really think of her as the omnipotent God of wealth?

Not angry, jealous, but also greatly relieved - I can sleep well tonight

I don't know what the people in the household department are like. I'm relieved. I don't have to worry about people's anger or offend people. Anyway, Jiang qianxia, who just did a small thing casually, changed his clothes and entered the palace, waiting to set up a game.

"Dear empress, wise lady, I don't know what's the matter with the announcement that I'm waiting to enter the Palace this time?"

The bishop, who had gained a lot of weight, looked red and happy, which made the eldest sun empress a little unhappy - at a time of great work and trouble, everyone was worried about the world. How could the people of the God sect still be so happy? You can't do it with sincerity?

In fact, empress Chang sun thinks too much. She is really happy now.

Since the announcement of the establishment of the church in Daqian, although no church has been built, except for the sacrifice of preaching abroad, other priests have lived in the Shihui hall. They are not comfortable except in class or in the library every day.

The ocean of knowledge! Although so many exquisite knowledge can only be transmitted to the west by picking up low-grade ones that are not included in the confidentiality regulations, as long as you serve Daqian for ten years, you can transmit some confidential knowledge back!

Ten years sounds like a lot, but if you want to develop so much knowledge by yourself in ten years, it's really unless God comes.

So relatively speaking, ten years of hard work is worth it. It's almost a big profit!

Now the queen of Daqian has something to do. What does that mean? That means they're useful!

Useless people will be abandoned sooner or later. They don't want to be deported from Dachan. After all, they eat well, live well, and learn a lot of miraculous knowledge.

Their hometown, the western country, has not appeared in their dreams for a long time

"I asked you to borrow something this time. I borrowed it for my husband. I'm afraid you don't trust me, so I asked my mother to make a guarantee."

The bishop of silly music was stunned for a moment and said in some confusion, "what do you want to borrow? Is there anything that the great Dachan Empire doesn't have?"

This is better than flattery. Empress Chang sun is in a good mood. Even Li Guangxiao, who is hiding behind the screen, can't help nodding.

"Ship, I want to borrow all the ships you came to!"

God teaches many good things. It should be said that there are many good things in all sects rooted in the country and even more influential than kings.

Gold, silver and jewelry Jiang qianxia can't see it. What she cares about is the sea ship that can really cross the ocean and send them from the west to Daqian!

"Boat?" The bishop scratched his head. He never returned to the ship after he got on land. The things on it had already been empty. Then it seemed that he was parked in the nearest port in Kyoto and never paid attention to it again?

"When we set out from the west, there were five ships. We encountered a rare storm on the road. One of them was unfortunately silent, and the remaining four were slightly damaged. If your daughter needs it, just take it."

Nodding righteously, Jiang qianxia continued: "in addition to four seagoing ships, I also want seafarers. You must send someone to me to teach our seafarers how to operate ships and teach them the experience of sailing at sea."

"I wonder where your daughter is going?" The bishop was suddenly afraid. If Daqian made up his mind about the west, it would be a disaster.

"Don't worry. If I don't go to you, I'm short of food recently. I'm going to ship some to the south."

"South, South?" The bishop was even more confused. Isn't there a canal in the south of Daqian? Why do you use sea ships to go around like this?

"Well, further south, the small countries on the equator are vast and sparsely populated, and rice grows savagely. They can't eat so much. It's better to give it to us."

Looking at Jiang qianxia, who seems to have just gone to the neighbor's house to borrow some vinegar, the bishop feels in his heart that it's great that their hometown is so far away from the tiger Daqian