Section 60 Sweet Harbor Storm -- The Storm Comes
When Chang Shide was digging a pit driven by Beikai's indiscriminate coal digging technique. Xu Wen's South China Sugar Factory is quietly entering the center of a storm.
The opening of the South China Sugar Store was very low-key, so low-key that Wen Tong not only did not use the commercial promotion methods that he was familiar with in another time and space, but also did not even have things such as firecrackers and lion dances in this time and space. The newly renovated cabinet room of the sugar store quietly removed the door panel and started business one day.
As a result, the first day of business was very good, although many people did not know that there was a newly opened sugar store here, but for the cane farmers who came here to deliver sugar processed sugar, it was much more convenient to be able to exchange sugar for silver without leaving the gate than to drive a car to sell sugar on Hai'an Street.
Every sugar cane farmer who sells sugar has been given a fold with two deductions of sugar, and this new measure has made the sugarcane farmers feel novel, and many people have asked, when will the two deductions of silver be withdrawn? Liao Daxing said according to what colleagues Wen said first: I only said that I would come to inform everyone when the time came. Although most people will be skeptical of such an answer, and doubt whether the sugar money will really be given to them, there is nothing to lose for everyone anyway.
After a few days of such peace, he could receive nearly 100 stone of sugar every day, although Wen Tong was not very satisfied with this, but considering that he only had a total of 10,000 taels of silver, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat it if he was really going to buy and sell, so he didn't take it to heart.
On this day, he had just gotten up and felt light. The day before, because I was idle, I took Azhu into use and spent a night full of leaks. At this moment, he was carefully serving the slave girl, while brushing his teeth. As he looked at Azhu, he felt that he was so greatβthat he could leave a living, dedicated, and not too serious woman aside for weeks to work. Admiration for his work attitude and spirit arises spontaneously.
"Be kind to yourself." Wen Tong washed his face with a towel, thinking about when Chang Shide would be able to return from Vietnam, and whether there would be a problem paying the price of sugar with rice at that time, when Liao Daxing hurriedly broke in from outside.
"What's the matter?" Wen Tong was taken aback. He has been here for a long time, and he knows that these people are very strict about the relationship between the superior and the inferior, and this is the inner house, and a shopkeeper like him must first report if he wants to see him. Coming in without permission doesn't need to ask, it's a big deal.
"Back to the shopkeeper's words: today's sugar shop doesn't feel right!"
"What's wrong?" Wen Tong felt strange.
"People...... It's too much......" Liao Daxing panted, his face full of uneasiness.
"The candy seller?" Wen Tong hadn't turned the corner yet, "It's a good thing." β
"Yes, that's a good thing." Liao Daxing can't say anything wrong, after all, the purpose of opening a sugar shop is to collect sugar, and naturally the more people who sell sugar, the better. But he was a veteran of the mall after all, and he still smelled a hint of a storm from this sudden change.
"But the number of people is increasing too fast-" Liao Daxing didn't know what to say, "strange! β
"Let's go, let's see." Wen Wenxin thought it would be better to go to the scene and take a look. It's just that Chang Shide is not there, and Beiwei took people out to reconnoiter again. I had to call Chen Tianxiong over, so that there would be a discussion at that time.
The two of them hurried to the door of the sugar store, and before they could open the door, many sugare farmers had gathered in the open field outside the door, ox carts, burdens, wheelbarrows, and baskets, and all kinds of vehicles were full of sugar, and there were people on the road behind. Everyone's face was tense, and there seemed to be a great secret hidden in everyone's heart. But no one is willing to tell this secret to others, lest the news leak out, and they will miss the opportunity to seize the lead.
It does look weird, but Wen Tong and Chen Tianxiong can't see anything wrong, time passes minute by minute, and the time to open the door is about to come, Wen Tong has no choice but to wave his hand and take care of Liao Daxing:
"Open the door."
As soon as the door opened, as soon as the large scales and other things were brought out of the row, the sugarcane farmers gathered outside the door rushed up. Everyone rushed to the scale as if they were trotting. In an instant, all four weighing stations were packed. At first, there was some order, consciously lined up, but the people behind were constantly pouring into the empty field, all rushing to the scales, the order was immediately chaotic, the whole empty field was suddenly crowded with the crowd, and the cattle neighed in the crowd.
The guys were overwhelmed by the crowd, some stood dumbfounded, not knowing how to respond, and some were scrambling to weigh the people crowded in front of them.
In the midst of the chaos, someone's sugar basket was about to fall apart, and he let out a desperate howl: "My sugar--my sugar-"
His cries were immediately drowned out by the raging crowd and the impatient neighing of the oxen.
Wen Tong saw that the momentum was not good, and knew that there must be something wrong with today's affairs. But now is not the time to find the reason, hurry up and take care of Wen Qing: "You run to the dart game, and ask Liao Dahua to bring me all the dart masters who didn't go out!" Fast! β
"Yes!" Wen Qing turned his head and was about to run out.
"Come back!" Wen Tong thought about it again, what is the use of the kao dart master alone, there are too few people, "Pull some militia out by the way!" β
Liao Daxing hurriedly climbed onto a table and shouted in a loud voice:
"Don't crowd everyone, line up, come one by one, South China Sugar Store buys all day, and there is time-"
He shouted in his throat, but no one in the crowd responded to him. A terrible thought flashed in Liao Daxing's mind: although he didn't know what these people were crowded to sell sugar for, but he had experienced similar things, a few years ago Leizhou had an unexpected heavy snowfall in winter, and after the beginning of spring, the government sold rice in Pingguang, and the people who came to the grain store to buy rice were like this, men, women, and children almost crowded the cabinet room, and the counters of the bluestone slabs were all squeezed down, and more than a dozen people had been squeezed to death before the officials rushed to maintain order.
It won't be the same today. Liao Daxing, who was frightened, was stunned, standing on the table and not knowing what to shout.
Chen Tianxiong hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper Liao, you continue to shout, it's not even more chaotic if you don't shout!" β
"Yes, yes." Liao Daxing straightened his throat again and began to shout, "Don't mess up, everyone, take your time......"
Wen Tong also stood up to appease people's hearts, but he didn't know anything about Leizhou, and it was in vain to go up, and he was in a hurry, Zhou Shizhai had already come with the militia team of the workers in the factory. The militiamen were armed with rattan sticks and wore hard hats.
They lunged forward and quickly separated the crowd. This made the chaotic order a little better, and the guys who had been squeezed to the table were finally able to return to the table where they were squeezed and continue to weigh the sugar.
After a while, the people from the dart board also arrived, they were few but experienced, and they quickly stuck the crowd at the intersection, and they were only allowed to enter in a line.
Chen Tianxiong had a plan and said, "Shopkeeper Liao, you immediately take the people in the cabinet room and move the place to the other side of the courtyard for me." β
This can avoid crowds staying at the door of the sugar store for too long and facilitate evacuation.
"Yes, the little ones are going-" Liao Daxing's legs were already weak, so he hurriedly took people there.
Here, Zhou Shizhai led the militia and the dart division to clear the roads in and out, and the crowd began to slowly disperse, and the empty field was no longer crowded, and the queue was resumed, but the chaos of more than ten minutes just now had left tragic traces: dozens of tattered straw sandals, more than a dozen crushed baskets, and sugar sprinkled all over the ground. Someone was crying and taking his clothes to be checked.
"What is this? Inexplicable! Wen Tong said anxiously, fortunately, there were no casualties. But doesn't this image greatly damage the image of the sugar store? He hurriedly took care of Wen Xiu, who came over: "Go, take a few women to clean up all the sugar and return it to them." β
"It's weird, it's weird." Chen Tianxiong saw this appearance and knew that something was wrong, something must have happened that they didn't know, this chaotic appearance was definitely not a good sign. His heart moved, and he hurriedly said to Wen Tong: "Hurry up and go to the sugar factory, there are too many people here, I'm afraid there will be chaos in the factory!" β
Wen Tong was shocked into a cold sweat: The dart master and the militia are all here in the sugar store, so they won't fall for the trick of transferring the tiger from the mountain, right? What if someone set fire to a sugar factory...... He hurriedly took care of Zhou Shizhai and rushed back to the sugar factory with a few dart masters. Always be aware of the situation.
But the sugar factory is very normal, and the number of sugarcane farmers who come to process sugarcane has not increased much, and this news has made Wen Tong and others breathe a sigh of relief, but there are more and more sugarcane farmers who are pouring to sell sugar, and the guys are in a hurry. Several people looked gloomy, but they didn't know what to do, so they asked the guys to ask, but they couldn't ask anything, and these sugarcane farmers looked nervous one by one, but unexpectedly they didn't want to say that Weishenme was going to come here to sell sugar.
Chen Tianxiong has rich social experience in the end, and after a few thoughts, he quickly called a dart master and asked him to inquire on Hai'an Street, especially those sugar stores, to see what happened to them. As soon as the dart master left, Liao Dahua came, and trotted all the way into the yard.
"How many...... Palm...... Shopkeeper...... Cabinet, not ...... Okay......" Liao Dahua's face was flustered, and he couldn't breathe, "Hai'an Street--"
"What happened to Hai'an Street?" Wen Tong's brain had already understood, it must be Hai Yitang who was making trouble! "Haiyitang?!"
Liao Dahua nodded desperately: "Since yesterday, they have adjusted the price of sugar to one or two or five yuan!" β
Now everyone was a little stunned, the price was adjusted to one or two or five yuan, how did the brains of this group of sugar merchants turn? No wonder the cane farmers flocked to them, and a difference of one or two per stone was not a small amount! They're not going to make this deal anymore? For a while, no one figured out a clue.
Wen Tong's face turned white. No one else here knew how much silver was in the sugar factory, but he knew it. Chang Shide was a fraction of 10,000 taels when he left, and he had already spent more than 1,000 taels on acquisitions this week, if they all came over according to this momentum......
He didn't dare to imagine it anymore, Wen Tong had never thought that such a thing would happen in this time and space, and he was not a person engaged in business.
"I'm obviously a jishu worker in a sugar factory." Looking at the group of people who were staring at him and waiting for him to make an idea, he thought bitterly.
Although a few people didn't know how much silver there was, they knew something was wrong when they looked at Wen Tong's appearance. Chen Tianxiong said in a low voice: "Lao Wen, how much foundation do you have now?" Say it all out and say hello total. β
"It's only 10,000 taels." Wen Tong unconsciously set up an ambush.
Liao Dahua also understood now, it turned out that the owner's silver was not enough! He hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper, I'm going to see where Daxing is, how much has he gone out now!" β
"Good. Go ahead. Wen Tong is already a little angry at the moment.
The news soon came back: an hour after the market opened, the South China Sugar Store had already received more than 100 stone sugars. The South China Sugar Store also had to do business for five hours a day, which was 600 to 700 stone a day, and it had to pay more than 1,000 taels of silver. Nine thousand taels of silver, in the most haode case, can only last for six or seven days.
And then there's the terrible breaking of the chain of funds......
Wen Tong could only tell Wen Xiu to pass the word, asking the guys to take it easy when buying, not too fast, just keep the current average speed, and try to slow down the storage speed of sugar.
But this is not a long-term solution, as more and more sugarcane farmers come, too slow will inevitably cause a crowd squeeze, and then the chaos will not be something they can suppress.
Liao Dahua whispered: "The owner, today it has passed, and tomorrow we will change it to one or two or five dollars." β
"That's all there is to it." Wen Tong thought about it and thought that there was no other way, although this was a reputational blow to the South China Sugar Company, but fortunately, everyone lowered the price, and South China was not one of the top starters.
Chen Tianxiong said: "It's better to report to the Executive Committee and Guangzhou as soon as possible and ask for countermeasures." β
Wen Tong agreed, hurriedly wrote a report, released carrier pigeons to Guangzhou, and sent people directly back to Lingao to report the news.
But the crowd has not decreased at all, and finally the crowd has accumulated on the road, and everyone has an anxious look on their faces, the price of sugar has fallen, and it has fallen so low, which is a bolt from the blue sky for the sugarcane farmers who have worked hard for a year, this price really has to be sold, not to mention making money, I am afraid that I will not even be able to return to the capital! Especially those who borrowed loans, they were even more anxious, and they didn't count the sugar they had brought over, and they also called their wives and children to go to the front to inquire whether South China was still a market of two or five dollars? When they heard that it was, they all breathed a sigh of relief. I just hope that I can get my turn sooner, and drag the sugar that I have worked so hard to make early.
Although Liao Dahua was flustered, he was somewhat calm, and hurriedly asked Wen Tong to transfer some women and children from the employees of the sugar factory, burn dry grass tea, and send it bucket by barrel, and provide free drinking for the cane farmers in line to "go to the heart fire", and set up some pergolas along the road for people to rest. The weather is hot enough now, and it is difficult to save a few lives if you toss like this. In order to avoid the disputes in the queue, a batch of bamboo sticks were quickly purchased, and the system of queuing up to take bamboo sticks and calling people to pass the scales was adopted. (οΌ )