The Treasure Pavilion is the premier luxury goods store in the West Market.

Early this morning, a team of guards from the Chu Wangfu came in front of the Treasure Pavilion, and then a carriage of spices was transported.

Wang Xuance had already roughly figured out how much spice the fleet had brought back yesterday, and he had heard about what had happened in Abu's spice shop that night.

Li Kuan, Wang Xuance and Wu Meiniang felt that this was the best opportunity to win the pricing power of spices in Chang'an City.

As a luxury product, the original price of spices is not low, and the sky-high price like the current one is simply not sustainable.

Anyway, the Chu Wangfu is not afraid of offending people, those imperial histories can't impeach themselves for selling things too cheaply, right?

"A pound of gold coins! The latest spices of the South Seas, all sold for only one gold coin. ”

"Pepper, nutmeg, cinnamon, sell cheaply."

Early in the morning, there were men shouting at the door of the Treasure Pavilion.

This time, Li Kuan was ready to monopolize all the spice sales in Chang'an City in one fell swoop.

Therefore, it is not like the last steel price war, which is a price reduction of one percent, and slowly let the price fall.

Cut the Gordian knot!

Anyway, it's not ordinary people who hoard spices, and no matter how big the loss is, no one will starve to death.

The business of the Treasure Pavilion has always been prosperous, and such a big movement at the door naturally attracted a lot of people immediately.

"This ...... Is this pepper really a pound of gold coins? ”

The price was too low, and at the beginning, many people hesitated.

Those who are able to come to the Treasure Pavilion to buy things are more or less involved in or aware of the recent changes in the price of spices.

Let's just say that pepper, it is said that a few days ago, five gold coins could not buy a catty, and now it is ......

That's a big price difference, isn't it?

The most important thing is that looking at the appearance of spices, they all belong to the top.

The price of a pound of gold coins, even at the beginning of last year, could buy the worst pound of pepper at most.

"The price is clear, Tong Su is not deceived, not only this pepper, cinnamon and nutmeg are also a gold coin a catty."

Xiang'er explained excitedly on the side.

It's been a long time since the Treasure Pavilion has ushered in such a big scene.

After today, the people of Chang'an City should have a deeper impression of the Treasure Pavilion, right?

"I'll have a pound, no, three pounds, I want three pounds of pepper."

"I'll have two catties of cinnamon."

"I want a pound of nutmeg."

Soon, after the first person made a move, the people around him immediately couldn't help it.

No matter what happened, the price of a gold coin and a pound could not be bought, and it would be a loss if it could not be bought.

Even some shrewd people have already wondered whether to take this spice to other places as soon as possible to see if they can resell it at a high price.

As the vane of luxury goods in Chang'an City, there are countless eyes staring at it every day.

In just a quarter of an hour, more than half of the merchants in the West Market knew what was going on here.

Even Abdul, an outsider, received the news.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The best spices are only sold for a gold coin and a catty, and they can't make money at all. ”

Abdul, who has always been steady, also panicked.

At this time, he would be too stupid if he didn't understand why so many people returned the goods yesterday.

In fact, yesterday evening, he had already received the news that the fleet of the East China Sea fishing industry in the South Seas had returned, bringing back a large amount of spices.

Although he was mentally prepared to know that the price of spices was estimated to fall, he was not very worried.

The cost price of the spices I brought from Quanzhou, Guangzhou is very low, and I am not afraid of any fall.

Even if it is cut in half, he will not lose money.

But......

Now in this situation, it is not a waist cut at all, but a pair of feet are left directly.

A gold coin is a catty, which is basically the cost price of Abdul.

If in the past few months, he has not been constantly selling to buy back, he can barely maintain it.

But now, if you really keep maintaining this price, not only will you have to lose all the money you earned before, but you won't even have to fold the capital into it.

No, you can't sit still like that.

Abdul is also a veteran of the business world, and he has seen a lot of winds and waves.

In his opinion, the price of a gold coin and a pound in the Treasure Pavilion cannot last.

Anyway, my own cost price has to go to this level, so I just go and buy all the spices in the treasure cabinet, so that the price of spices is still up to me.

Although it is impossible to continue to sell at a sky-high price like a few days ago, the price of two or three gold coins a pound should still be stable.

If you feel like you, you act.

Abdul immediately personally took a carriage of gold and silver coins and a few guards and men to the treasure pavilion.

In Chang'an City, there are many people involved in the hoarding of spices.

Some people were completely stunned when they heard the news of the latest price of the spices in the Treasure Pavilion.

Some people are desperate to find buyers who are closed to information, and they can sell as many goods as they can.

Of course, there are many people who think the same way as Abdul.

Wei Bao is one of them.

As the Wei family is a native of Chang'an City, they naturally knew about the movement of Weishui Wharf at the first time.

Yesterday, they also transferred some spices in time, but because of the large amount of hoarding, it was only a drop in the bucket for a while, and the transfer could not solve the big problem.

And early this morning, Wei Bao knew what was happening in front of the Treasure Pavilion.

Go sweep!

Buying all these low-priced goods, and then taking them to other states and counties to sell, this is the first thing that Wei Bao thought of.

In his view, even if the East China Sea fishery brings back spices from the South Seas, the amount is still limited.

Spices are such a precious thing, and they are not everywhere.

"Give me fifty pounds of pepper!"

"I want fifty pounds of cinnamon!"

"A hundred pounds of nutmeg!"

Soon, there were a bunch of big customers left in front of the treasure cabinet.

These were wealthy merchants who were deeply involved in the spice hoarding.

"Mei Niang, sure enough, it's the same as what you predicted, these people still don't give up."

Li Kuan and Wu Meiniang stood on the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion, looking at the lively situation outside.

"Lord Wang, this person's heart is like this. As long as it is not in a desperate situation, I always hope that it can be turned around. ”

Wu Meiniang thought of the countless spices in the palace treasury, and felt that the people outside were too naïve.

Who would have thought that the precious spices in Chang'an City, the East China Sea Fishery, would really be brought back from the South Seas without money.

The spice island that the prince joked about in his mouth was really found.

To put it mildly, even if it is a pound of gold coins, it is a huge profit.

In the next few days, the Treasure Pavilion was in full swing.

However, there are fewer and fewer people who buy spices in large quantities.

On the contrary, there are more sporadic buyers, you buy one or two, and I buy two taels for my own use.

Abdul stood in the Treasure Pavilion with a pale face, he had basically spent all the money in his hand and replaced it with a pile of spices.

However, the spices of this treasure pavilion are still being sold.

How much spice did the East China Sea fishery bring back?

……

Spring rain is as expensive as oil. With bursts of thunder and lightning, Chang'an City was shrouded in rain and fog.

Rain falls on hillsides, on leaves, on windowsills.

Water curtains have been formed on the eaves, giving people a different feeling.

However, not everyone is in the mood to enjoy the view.

Near the Wei Palace, an independent courtyard is located in it, which is Du Chuke's home.

Du Chuke was sick.

The ups and downs of the past few days have made him completely unable to persevere.

When he first heard that the fleet of the East China Sea fishing industry had returned with a large amount of spices, Du Chuke felt cold,

That was the first time he felt a deep crisis, a sense that all his efforts were about to be in vain.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and threw all the pepper in King Wei's mansion back to Abdul.

Counting up, Wei Wangfu not only did not lose money in the pepper hoarding, but also made a lot of money.

This level has finally passed.

Immediately afterwards, the Treasure Pavilion sold spices for a gold coin and a catty, which made Du Chuke secretly rejoice in his heart that he had taken action in advance.

However, at this time, he actually had a different mind.

The price of a gold coin and a pound should not be sustainable, and the price of spices will soon rise again.

This was the conclusion that Du Chuke had come to after observing it for a day in front of the Treasure Pavilion.

So, for the first time, he persuaded Li Tai to agree to exchange all the gold coins worth tens of thousands of yuan for spices.

Originally, I thought that if I threw out tens of thousands of yuan, and everyone else was also buying in large quantities, the spices in the Treasure Pavilion should be sold out soon.

Who knows......

One day!

Two days!

Three days!

Four or five days......

The spice shop in front of the Treasure Pavilion opens on time every morning.

Although the price of spices has not changed, it has always been the same as if you want as much as I want.

This made Du Chuke's heart begin to panic.

Although the price did not fall, he did not bring losses to Wei Wangfu.

But this posture of the Treasure Pavilion is to completely control the spice market in Chang'an City.

Moreover, who knows if after the East China Sea fishery goes to the South China Sea once, will a large number of ships continue to go to the South China Sea?

Who knows how long the spices in the Treasure Pavilion can be sold?

If this is the spices that he has hoarded, it will be difficult to sell at that time, so what should His Royal Highness King Wei do when he wants to use the money?

People in Chang'an City who want to buy spices have bought them in the treasure pavilion, who will buy them again?

Abdul had already come to him several times, but he avoided him.

"Hey!"

Duchuko sighed and leaned against the bow of the boat with a blank expression.

When will this kind of day end?

I'm still too greedy.

If it had been sold and no longer entered the market, there would not be the situation it is like today.

……

In the annex of the Chu Palace, Li Kuan finally had time to look at the other things that the fleet had brought back from the South Seas.

"Lord Wang, is this bird's nest really the bird's nest of swallows?"

Cheng Jingwen looked at the boxes of bird's nests in the warehouse, with a curious look on her face.

"That's right, but this swallow is not the kind we see here, it's some special species from the South Seas."

Li Kuan looked at these bird's nests with great interest, thinking about how to turn bird's nests into a fist product of the East China Sea trade.

In order to make everyone passionate about going to Nanyang, profit is the most direct means of stimulation.

This time, the sailors who went to the South Seas, at least, were rewarded with two hundred silver coins, which is almost impossible for many people to save their wealth in their lifetimes.

When Li Kuan announced this decision, the morale of the crew exploded.

On this trip to the South Seas of the East China Sea Fishery, the spices brought back alone are worth more than one million yuan, which is still calculated according to the current price of the treasure pavilion, or more.

It is necessary to give 20% to the people.

Especially after Li Kuan heard that the fleet was almost wiped out, he felt that this reward was very necessary.

"I heard Fang Erlang say that this bird's nest is radiant after eating, is it true?"

There's not a single woman who isn't interested in something like eternal youth.

In the past few days, Yu Chihuan and Fang Yiai have stayed in the Chu Palace's mansion for meals many times, and they have boasted about this trip to Nanyang.

"Bird's nest is indeed a good thing to nourish yin and nourish the skin, and I will let the kitchen make some red dates and white fungus bird's nest soup, you can taste it and see how it tastes."

"Lord, do you want to send some to the ladies in the palace too?"

"Of course I do."

No matter what the purpose, sending bird's nest into the palace is an inevitable choice.

Li Kuan also hoped that through the drive of the nobles in the palace, the nobles of Chang'an City would set off the habit of eating bird's nest.

……

The price of spices in Chang'an City has completely stabilized.

A gold coin is a catty, and no one wants to sell it more expensive than this.

No one is stupid enough to be a pick-up man for high-priced spices.

Wei Bao stood in front of Wei Siren with a pale face, and the two were relatively speechless.

The past two years have been too bad, last year because the carriage was pitted, and now it has been smashed on the spices.

"Sell it, if you buy it back for a pound of gold coins, you can still sell it for one gold coin, don't think about making money, everyone is not stupid."

Wei Siren was very hurt, and in the past two days, his life has not been easy.

Uncle Wei Tinggui, who was a servant of the ministry, suddenly challenged himself at a family meeting, asking why the family's income had dropped last year.

Is this what you want to descend on?

Originally, I was expecting to be able to rely on spices to make a comeback this year, but I didn't expect such a result.

"Lang Jun, I can't sell it."

Wei Bao had a bitter look on his face, and his hair suddenly had a lot of gray hair.

"Can't sell? Can't sell a pound of gold coins? ”

"Yes, anyone in Chang'an City who wants to buy spices will go to the Treasure Pavilion to buy them, unless we sell them cheaper."

After Wei Bao finished speaking, he was entangled for a while, and then added, "Moreover, only half of the spices in our hands were bought by a gold coin a catty, and the other half was bought at a high price before." ”

When Wei Siren heard this, he only felt a stream of blood gushing up his head.

Last year was already the most unlucky year, could it be even more unlucky this year?

"While the spices in the Treasure Pavilion are not yet sold in other state capitals, let's see if you can transport them to these remote places in Jiannan Province to sell them."

In the Guanzhong area, Wei Siren no longer expects to be able to sell at a high price.

There are so many goods in their hands, ordinary people can't buy them, and those who can afford them are people with backgrounds.

At this time, I am counting on these places in Jiannan Province to see if I can digest some of the inventory.

"Lang Jun, the spices in Chang'an City have always been the most expensive in the Tang Dynasty, even if they are transported to Jiannan Dao, they can only be sold for two gold coins a catty at most."

Wei Bao said cautiously.

"Two gold coins? Being able to sell for two gold coins is better than it is now. ”

Wei Siren sighed and looked helplessly at the pile of spices in front of him.

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