Chapter 1923 - Profiteering
Cao Shuo stood on the cloister, looking down at the hall on the first floor of Lingyun Pavilion.
The Lingyun Pavilion guards opened the door, and the people who had been waiting at the door for a long time poured in.
Looking down at the hall on the first floor, seeing the crowd of people pouring into Lingyun Pavilion, the corners of Cao Shuo's mouth twitched: "There are really a lot of people!" β
Deng Zhan and Zhu Ao stood behind him, also looking down at the crowd on the first floor.
"How can there be so many people?" Many people poured in on the first floor of Lingyun Pavilion, and Deng Zhan was full of confusion.
"It seems that the steward has done a lot of foreshadowing before." Cao Shuo had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid most of the people who come here are going to be slaughtered." β
Cao Shuo often said some terms that other people in this era could not understand.
Deng Zhan and Zhu Ao have been with him for a long time, and the two of them didn't feel any obstacles when they listened, and they both understood what he meant by Zai.
More and more people poured into Lingyun Pavilion, and gradually the hall on the first floor was full of people.
"Are you all here for paper?" The voice of the manager of Lingyun Pavilion floated up from the first floor: "It's a pity that there are not many ...... in Lingyun Pavilion."
Before the steward could finish speaking, the crowd below began to shout in a hurry.
The top floor where Cao Shuo was located was completely closed, and no one knew that he was in Lingyun Pavilion, so people didn't have any worries at all when they shouted.
Some of them were short-tempered, and even yelled and scolded the steward, saying that he was incorruptible and shameless, and he could still regret what he had promised a long time ago.
The steward was not annoyed, and waited for the people to shout and scold for a while before he shouted: "Enough scolding? If enough scolding is enough, is it my turn? β
The crowd fell silent.
When the hall returned to calm, the steward continued: "It's not that I don't talk about credibility, but the paper is indeed too little, I promised to take out all the inventory of Lingyun Pavilion, but I didn't say the price, nor did I mention how much each person can get, is there still someone who comes and returns empty-handed!" β
"Don't say anything!" One of the people standing at the front shouted, "You just quote a price, and we'll see how much we can buy." β
Cao Shuo didn't hear the steward speak, only heard a sigh from the hall, obviously the price he quoted was unacceptable.
"How much was Cai Hou's paper back then?" Sure enough, someone shouted: "The price you quoted is about to catch up with silk, so we might as well continue to write in silk." β
"Catch up with silk?" The steward's voice came again: "What is the price of silk?" What is the price of paper? Half of it was sold cheaply, and you guys are still too expensive. If you feel that Cai Hou paper is cheap, we also have a lot of Lingyun Pavilion. β
He then shouted, "Which of you wants?" Cai Hou paper is given as much as you want, and the price is definitely cheaper than outside! β
The crowd fell silent.
After a while, someone shouted, "It's too expensive, we won't buy it!" β
The man shouted, and then encouraged the crowd: "Don't buy it, everyone, let them keep the paper backlogged there, and I'll see how long they can keep it." β
Paper storage is a real hassle.
If not handled properly, it is likely to cause rot and deterioration due to moisture.
However, the man's agitation did not help.
He turned around to leave, but the others had no intention of leaving.
"Can you sell it a little cheaper?" Someone else shouted, "This price is too high!" β
Cao Shuo still didn't hear the voice of the steward.
Having been in business for many years, the steward has long been able to control people's minds.
Now that they had come to Lingyun Pavilion, these people had never thought of returning empty-handed.
Now it's just who can stand up to them!
Sure enough, the steward did not respond, and soon someone said: "Forget it, forget it, it's more expensive, I want two hundred catties!" β
Hearing the man's shouting, Cao Shuo shook his head with a smile.
"Why does Childe shake his head?" Deng Zhan next to him asked suspiciously: "Could it be that I feel that the steward has done this too ......?"
"I just think that he raised the price of the paper to this price, and when people know in the future that the price they are paying today is actually dozens or even hundreds of times the real price of the paper, Lingyun Pavilion will probably be drowned by spittle." Cao Shuo said with a smile: "The steward is really a businessman, and he doesn't care about anything for the sake of profit." β
"Isn't Childe going to take care of it?" Zhu Ao frowned: "Lingyun Pavilion is the face of the child, if this matter gets out......
"What if it gets out?" Cao Shuo said: "When the price of paper comes down, it should be a year or two later. When someone asked, the steward only had to reply that there was too little paper made at that time. β
Deng Zhan and Zhu Ao looked stunned.
Only then did the two of them understand that the manager dared to do this, in fact, Cao Shuo secretly allowed it.
Cao Shuo's family business is getting bigger and bigger, and although there are more and more places to collect taxes, the money is becoming more and more insufficient.
At the beginning, Lingyun Pavilion's business could still support Cao Shuo's expenses.
If it were placed now, just relying on Lingyun Pavilion's faΓ§ade business, it would not be able to support the huge expenditure at all.
Fortunately, there is a talent like the manager of Lingyun Pavilion who always plans money for him, otherwise Cao Shuo would not be able to raise the place even if it is a large army.
Looking down at the hall on the first floor, Cao Shuo found that the crowd was in a commotion.
The people who had been clamoring to leave had long since known where they had been flooded.
A group of Lingyun Pavilion guards carried bundles of white paper from the warehouse.
Every time some are brought out, someone will come forward and buy the white paper as if they were robbing.
Looting often doesn't give people a chance to think.
Those who hesitate soon find that for every moment they hesitate, a lot of blank paper is robbed.
People who did not participate in the looting at first also participated in the looting under the emotional agitation of the surrounding crowd.
Lingyun Pavilion has a lot of white paper stored, but it can't stand people's 20 catties and I 30 catties to buy.
In less than half an hour, the white paper stored in the warehouse of Lingyun Pavilion was snapped up.
When the steward announced that there was no more blank paper for sale, the crowd sighed again.
However, this sigh is not because the price of white paper is too expensive, but because Lingyun Pavilion has too little storage.
The blank paper sold out.
Those who bought it left satisfied, while those who didn't buy it could only walk out of Lingyun Pavilion in disappointment.
The sale of white paper went very smoothly.
When the people dispersed, the steward came to the top.
He bowed to Cao Shuo: "Childe, the white paper in Lingyun Pavilion has been sold out. β
Cao Shuo turned his head to look at him: "Did you make a lot of money?" β
"It's fine!" The steward replied: "It's just two or three hundred times more than the paper mill." β
Cao Shuo didn't react, and Deng Zhan and Zhu Ao both gasped.
They had never heard of a merchant who could sell something for hundreds of times its price.
"A small action of yours directly fried the paper." Cao Shuo smiled and said to the steward: "When it comes to making money, no one I know is better than you." β
(End of chapter)