Often ideal is very plump and shows a very bony appearance.

In the past few days in Jinzhong, Wang Hou has actively carried out his grain raising plan, and in the entire state, there are more than 20 businesses under his hands, and more than 5,000 guys are really busy like a grandson, however, after more than ten days, the result of collecting grain is to let Wang Hou eat a catty!

"What? Only 40,000 stones! ”

"Back to the lord!"

Qi He, the chief shopkeeper of Jinyang, had a wrinkled old face full of wrinkles and was really like an old farmer who had suffered on the Loess Plateau for more than 2,000 years.

"This is still counting the bean seeds you let you harvest! If you count the wheat alone, it is only 10,000 stones! ”

Wang Hou really had the urge to vomit blood.

He didn't have food, and even let him take out two or three million stone of grain in one go, in fact, it was not a problem, the Songnen Plain of Montenegro was a grain producing area, the Liaohe Plain was sparsely populated and a production area, and even the Korean Peninsula in the Datong River Basin, where Gongsun Kang was still breathing, was still a grain producing area.

But the problem is that tens of millions of stone grains are in Liaodong! In order to ensure that the Naturalization City is under his control, Wang Hou will always only have enough food there for one winter, who knows that Cao will be able to suddenly give himself such a large territory! When crossing the Han Empire from the east and west of Liaodong and transporting rice and grain to Guanzhong, it is estimated that it will be autumn, and by then, the people in Guanzhong will have already starved to death.

Moreover, Wang Hou has a large number of industries in Bingzhou, and there is not enough food, cloth, silk, tea, iron, and copper coins, and he has them, and these are hundreds of thousands of stone grains on the spot, and Wang Hou has never thought about the problem of not being able to collect grain.

After being stunned for a moment and taking a deep breath, Wang Hou actually swallowed the anger again, calmed down, and then asked again.

"Tell me! Why can't you harvest food? ”

"Because of the surplus grain of the small and large families who are good friends with us in Liaodong and the small landlords in the local areas, since February this year, there have been people who have purchased them at a price one percent higher than the market price, not only in Bingzhou, Hedong, Hongnong, these places! The villain doesn't know that the general needs food! This month, the villain has already been acquired at twice the market price! But there is really no food in the market! ”

"Oh?"

This news is really out of Wang Hou's expectations, what is called hunting geese all day long, but it makes the house finch peck, he is a big profiteer who sells high and buys low, hoarding and hoarding, how did he not expect that the business war is still calculated! But after being stunned for a moment, Wang Hou suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"Forget it, go back and let people bring some wealth to Jinyang! The grain collection plan was canceled, so we first sent people to transport bean seeds and steel farm tools to Chang'an and distribute them! ”

"Lord, is it really okay to have no food?"

"The other party began to collect grain in February, which means that he knew before this seat that the prime minister would appoint this seat as the Guanzhong Daxingtai, which dug a pit early in the morning! However, there is no difference between politics and our business, there are buying and selling, the price is enough, and loyalty is enough to buy the Tao, since it has spent such a large price, the other party probably does not want to lose money, anyway, it is impossible to collect the grain now, so just sit and wait for the seller to bargain! ”

Wang Hou's analysis is quite clear, and it is rare for Tian Lao Tangerine Peel to show his face.

"The villain obeys!"

…………

But sure enough, Wang Hou's urine is not out! This Liaodong commercial bank had just collectively stopped the purchase of grain, and within three days, the owner came to the door, and seeing this person, Wang Hou didn't feel strange at all, but had a sneer on his face.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Zhongda is even more stylish, this official has been doing it for a year!"

"It's not like you have to follow the general, your tail!"

Sometimes Wang Houzhen doubts his protagonist's aura, good guy, his subordinate Zhao Yun Wuqiu Jian is more handsome than himself, and the enemy Sima Yi Lao Wang Ba is still more handsome than himself, I haven't seen him for a few years, this old guy is becoming more mature and capable, wearing a crown of chaotian and combing his hair neatly and neatly, if his mature and capable face is shaved with a beard, he is a successful person of the elite type of corporate executives in later generations, and his green shirt and Confucian robe are also graceful, in short! Handsome than him!

And this face is bigger than himself, he Wang Houtang returned to his hometown, the patriarch Wang Xin didn't even face him, good guy, Hanoi Sima Zhongda is here, and the old guy is here! 120

Listening to Sima Yi's compliment, Wang Hou snorted noncommittally, and then he was impatient to go around in circles, and shouted directly in annoyance.

"Zhongda didn't go to Chang'an to take up his post, and he came to Jinyang to find me, it's not to talk about the past!"

"Of course not, the general is Zhongda's boss, Zhongda is here, but he is a gift to the general!"

"One and a half million stone grain! If it's not enough, you can add it! ”

didn't pick up the stubble at all, Wang Hou was still gloomy with an old face that was not as handsome as him, and then looked at him, these years were not raised in vain, and he was stared at by his gloomy gaze for half a minute, even if Sima Lao Thief couldn't feel it, he smiled bitterly and hugged his fists.

"The general is wise, the food is not given in vain, after all, it is also the hard work of all families, the Sima clan of Wuhanoi, and the Cui clan of Qinghe, as well as the twenty-one clans such as your mother Jinyang Wang clan, have some trivial things to ask for!"

"We want the fields in Kinai!"

"And then!"

"No land!"

In the end, the land is still the lifeblood of the family, and Wang Hou can't look down on the fields in the Guanzhong, but in the eyes of these Central Plains families, it is still a baby bump.

Moreover, it's not just the land, if the 21st Central Plains family scrapes up the land near Gyeonggi, and the land, tenants, and population all belong to them, then they also have a hard waist pole in terms of political discourse, and Wang Hou, the big bank in Guanzhong, is equivalent to being hollowed out by them.

Then, the biggest winner of this political game is Sima Yi, he is the assassin of Yongzhou, and he also won over a large group of families in the Central Plains, and his right to speak even exceeds that of Wang Hou.

And the landless nationality is the means of the wealthy family to be finished, hidden field registration, and then hidden household registration, to avoid taxes, damage the country and enrich themselves, to put it bluntly, tax exemption.

However, without answering Sima Yi's question, Wang Hou just had a gloomy face and asked coldly.

"Zhongda, there was a time when this seat wanted to kill you, do you know?"

"Oh? It's also that Zhongda was too frivolous when he was young, no wonder the general! ”

With a magnanimous appearance, Sima Yi hurriedly put on a sincere smile and shook his face with a smile, but in the next second, his smile froze on his face.

"So today you shouldn't make the same mistakes you made back then! Someone, send off! ”

"Wang Tuqiu, don't forget your origin!"

Seeing that the conversation was talking, the conversation actually collapsed, and the descendants of the Sima family, who could bring huge benefits to the families, seemed to have been humiliated by Wang Hou, and this old Wang Yun also launched the patriarch's temper, patted the table and grinned Wang Hou.

However, the same cold eyes stared at him, and even the murderous aura of the battlefield battles in those years came out, and the old Wang Xin, who was full of murderous eyes, couldn't help but stumble back in horror, full of horror, and shouted fiercely.

"What will you do, King Tuqiu? This is the Jinyang Wang Clan, and I am the patriarch of the Wang Clan! ”

"I don't do anything, just thank my uncle for this piece of East Street house! Wang Fu, send off! ”

Seeing that Lao Wang Fu was also extremely relieved, he waved his sleeves at the door, and the two heads of the big families went out with gloomy faces.

The showdown with these families, before they even started bargaining, was completely collapsed by Wang Hou!