Chapter 63: Banknotes

"Brother, when are we going to kill it and eat meat?"

Looking at Yang Sanmei's appearance of licking her little lips, not only Yang Wenhua was startled, but even the panda holding Yang Wenhua's feet shook all over.

Looking at the panda that bared its teeth at Yang Sanmei, Yang Wenhua raised his eyebrows, "Have you often used this sentence to scare it in the past few months?" ”

"Whoever tells it to lose his temper will kill and eat meat if he doesn't obey."

Looking at the panda that bared its teeth at herself, Yang Sanmei stretched out her hands, grabbed its fat face, and said viciously: "Dare to bare your teeth at me, and I will eat you later." ”

Seeing the panda squeaking and screaming pitifully, Yang Wenhua hurriedly rescued it, "Okay, okay, don't bully it, I'm going to bathe it." ”

persuaded Yang Sanmei to go out, and after helping the panda take a hot bath and dry it, Yang Wenhua ate something again, and then took the panda out for a walk.

Looking at the panda's appearance of joy all the way, Yang Wenhua couldn't help but ask the third sister beside him, "Didn't you bring it out to play?" ”

"It's going to run away."

Yang Sanmei pouted and said angrily: "It's okay when I'm young, I can catch it back, I'll beat it if it's disobedient, but when it grows up, I can't beat it."

The last time it ran away, I didn't catch it, but it was the eldest brother and the second brother who caught it with great difficulty. ”

"And does it bite?"

"Sometimes I bared my teeth to scare people, but I haven't really bitten people yet."

"That's good."

The fact that he didn't bite reassured Yang Wenhua, otherwise even if Yang Wenhua liked it, he would choose to let it go.

Not long after wandering around, I saw Cui Zhe with a few entourages coming over from a distance, Yang Wenhua asked the third sister to look at the panda and greeted Cui Zhe.

"Mr. Cui hasn't seen him for a long time, and he is even more energetic."

"Mr. Yang has won the award, Mr. Yang has a good method, in just a few months, he drove Goguryeo out of Liaodong, which is really admirable."

"Hehe, it's just a little trick to carve insects."

Since Cui Zhe mentioned Liaodong as soon as he came, Yang Wenhua also asked: "I don't know what the old gentleman wants to do with Liaodong?" ”

"Naturally, he acted according to Mr. Yang's words earlier, and moved the entire Cui family to Liaodong for development, I don't know, what good suggestions does Mr. Yang have now to teach the old man?"

The old man's words were a bit of a gun and a stick, Yang Wenhua pondered for a moment, "It's naturally good for the Cui family to move to Liaodong."

However, now that Liaodong has been founded and the country is called Yuanhua, the Cui family moved to Liaodong as a royal family, and I hope that the old gentleman can restrain his family and act in accordance with Yuanhua's laws. ”

"Haha, it's nature."

Hearing that Yang Wenhua agreed to the Cui family's move to Liaodong, Cui Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Earlier, Yang Wenhua came back with a letter, so that Cui Zhe did not have to send someone to Liaodong, and Cui Zhe thought that Yang Wenhua would occupy Liaodong by himself in order to plot a plan for the future.

Today, his subordinates came back with a message, saying that Yang Wenhua suddenly fell from the sky, and Cui Zhe immediately rushed over, just to ask him face to face.

Mr. Yang rest assured that although the Cui family is a big family, it has always relied on merchants to gather family assets.

The Cui family never bullied the weak, but believed in the way of fair trade, and after the Cui family moved to Liaodong, they would definitely act in accordance with the laws of Yuanhua.

After all, the more stringent the laws of a place, the more stable it will be, and for those who are traders, what is more important than stability? ”

"Well, of course, it's best."

Seeing that Old Man Cui didn't look like a fake, Yang Wenhua was also a little relieved, and turned to ask about the purchase of grain.

"I don't know what the situation is now with the grain I asked the Cui family to buy on my behalf?"

Cui Zhe took out a white juan full of words from his cuffs, handed it to Yang Wenhua and said, "The old man is here, and he is also thinking about discussing with Mr. Yang about collecting grain."

In the past few months, a lot of grain has arrived in Guanzhong, and now that the price of grain has risen, does Mr. Yang need to stop? ”

Yang Wenhua took Bai Juan and browsed it, and it read: Rice, 200,000 quintals, 200 wen per quintal.

Chestnut rice, 150,000 quintals, 230 wen per quintal.

Wheat, 300,000 quintals, each quintal is 270 wen.

Kudzu powder, 50,000 quintals, 80 wen per quintal.

Soybeans, 100,000 quintals, each quintal is 170 wen.

plus some others, a small number of milled rice grains, about 200 million yuan, plus freight and storage fees, there is still one three, the total value is 600 million yuan, that is, 60,000 taels of gold, or 600,000 yuan.

Yang Wenhua was a little embarrassed with the bill, because he didn't have that much money, "Well, since the price of grain has risen, then there is no need to continue to buy, so what, let me put the bill first, and I will give you the money in two days." ”

continued to talk to Cui Zhe about other things, and after sending Cui Zhe away, Yang Wenhua took out the bill and looked at it again, a little worried.

Old man Cui took real money to help buy the grain, and he couldn't let him go to Cui Yuan to deduct it, it was better to sort out the matter of one yard to one yard, otherwise there would be no next time for this kind of business.

Cui Zhe left and removed the guards around him, and Yang Wenhua watched the monitoring at night before he began to sleep and rest.

The next day, Yang Wenhua returned to reality.

Yang Gui took Sun Simiao's traditional Chinese medicine for a few months, his body has improved a lot, and his whole body is red, Yang Wenhua gave him the last medicine bottle.

"The doctor said that if you drink this bottle of medicine, you will be fully recovered."

"Oh, thank you for that." Yang Gui took the medicine and looked at it, and nodded.

"It's okay, I gave the money." Yang Wenhua said indifferently.

"Giving money is giving money, how can you not give money for medical treatment, thanking your family is another matter, you are such a big person, why can't you carry it clearly?"

"Yes, yes, thank you."

Seeing that the old man was really a little anxious, Yang Wenhua hurriedly agreed, and then went out and walked outside.

"Where are you going?"

"Go buy something for someone and send it over, I'll go thank them."

Talking nonsense, Yang Wenhua kept walking away.

couldn't be provoked and couldn't hide, after Yang Wenhua left, he found a place to sit down, took out his mobile phone and planned to start playing games for a while.

When he took the mobile phone, he took out a piece of ten yuan of money, and when Yang Wenhua reached out to pick up the money, he looked at the ten yuan on the ground, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

What is money energy?

Money is that thing, as long as you say it's money, and then everyone thinks it's money, then it's really money.

Yang Wenhua smiled, and after picking up the money, he didn't play any more games, but began to search, first looking for a barcode factory, and then looking for an inkjet painting factory to understand.

I inquired about the price and found that one square meter of spray painting is about ten yuan, and one square meter can be cut into hundreds of dollars.