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If you think about it carefully, Liu Xin's worries are not unreasonable, and it has been recorded in Bangu's "Book of Han": It is very expensive and hurts the people; It hurts the peasants.

If rice is expensive, the common people who rely on buying rice and grain will go bankrupt and starve, but once the harvest comes, all kinds of local cows, ghosts, snakes, gods and heroes will unite to keep the price of grain very low.

In this case, the common people who farm the land will be very hurt, and the money from selling rice and grain is likely to be worse than those bad years.

Liu Xin's said that the grain is cheap and hurts the peasants, which should be roughly the case.

If he, Liu Yuanshan, is not in this Fang County, since he grew up on this land, he will never allow anyone to harm the common people by despicable means, and under his nose, he will never allow the peasants to go bankrupt in a peaceful and prosperous era.

If nothing else, because his parents and grandparents were croppers who threw food from the soil, he knew the suffering of croppers. He clearly knows that in the 21st century, from 00 to 16 years, as long as 16 years, all kinds of prices have skyrocketed, and housing prices have been pushed higher and higher, but there is only one price that has never risen, that is: grain and rice!

As for why it is not long, Liu Yuanshan, who has very little knowledge, can't figure it out, maybe only those professor-level learned people who are lying in the university and teach can study it thoroughly.

"Lord Liu, do you expect how much rich grain there will be in the hands of farmers this year?" Liu Yuanshan asked Liu Xin with a solemn face.

Liu Xin hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and then said: "It's hard to say, but judging from the harvest in the golden autumn, there is still a stone of rice that can be enriched per mu, and the registered fertile land in Fang County is about 80,000 mu......"

"Stop!"

When it came to the two words in the book, Liu Yuanshan couldn't help but have a big head.

You must know that the evil donation system of the Ming Dynasty inexplicably swallowed up I don't know how many fertile fields.

"Actually, how much fertile land is there in Fang County?" Liu Yuanshan looked at Liu Xin and asked.

"This ......" Liu Xin took a deep breath, other people have always been secretive about this, and he doesn't have any exact data, but he has a good relationship with those officials, and he knows a little bit of the inside story, "The old man doesn't know very well, but according to what they revealed in private, it should be about 350,000 mu." ”

"How much?" Liu Yuanshan was taken aback.

It was not that I was frightened by the number of acres of land, but by the difference between the two data.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand acres!"

"Hiss......" Liu Yuanshan gasped, your sister's, 350,000 mu, only 80,000 mu on the register, these kings, eight lambs, squires and landlords, actually joined forces to swallow so many state-owned assets in one go.

350,000 mu minus 80,000 mu, a full 270,000 mu, accounting for almost 80 percent of the total.

What kind of world is this! Eighty percent of the state's tax revenue was stuck in the hands of the landlord class.

No wonder Chongzhen has no money, no wonder the soldiers in Liaodong lack military salaries.

If these taxes can be collected, wouldn't the Ming Dynasty have long been invincible in the world?

However, Liu Yuanshan can only be angry, and now he is still restrained in the county, how can he influence the form of the world? Let's go back to the original question.

350,000 acres of land, each mu of land can produce one more stone, which is 350,000 stone of grain.

If these peasant uncles can't eat all of the grain, they will definitely sell it.

In addition to the fact that some peasant landlords have built small warehouses to store grain, there is also a delay in time, and after the autumn harvest is over, there should be 200,000 stone of grain flowing into the market.

According to the market price, one stone of rice and five strings of money, 200,000 stone is 100,000 taels of snowflake silver.

However, if according to the practice of previous years, all the big grain merchants in Fang County unite to lower the price of rice, perhaps, 50,000 taels of silver can solve the problem, and then sell it at a high price after the beginning of spring next year or in a certain green and yellow year.

Inside and out, nine buckets of rice.

Who doesn't blush at this profit, if the grain is stored well, it can be doubled four times!

"It's not easy to raise the small people, I can't suffer them, I want to save the city!" Liu Yuanshan threw out a very fashionable word, which made Liu Xin stunned, and he couldn't figure out what the so-called bailout meant for a long time.

Liu Yuanshan gave him a detailed explanation: "The so-called bailout is to maintain the stability of rice prices, once the autumn grain is dried, our Liu family will also participate in the purchase of grain in the county, no matter how strong other landlords are, our price will remain unchanged, according to one or two silver and two stone rice, store these grains well, and when the warehouse is opened in the famine year, it will be sold at the price of one or two silver and two stone rice, which is the rescue of the market!" ”

It's also the easiest bailout.

In this way, all the risks can be transferred to the Liu family, and those small people who are promoted to fight will naturally be happy.

But aren't businessmen all mercenary? Aren't merchants all eating people and not spitting out bones? How could a businessman make such a loss-making business?

Liu Xin's brain was instantly insufficient, "San Lang, you, this, this, isn't this throwing money into the water?" ”

"Hmm!" Liu Yuanshan smiled slightly, like a spring breeze: "Yes, but what is the use of me asking for so much money?" ”

"Ah......" Liu Xin thought that he had heard it wrong, and was stunned there, not knowing what to say for a while.

Liu Yuanshan laughed and said: "You see, the house I live in, the food I eat, the clothes I wear, are all extremely luxurious, and there is still a huge amount of 100,000 silver at home, but if these silver can't be used to save people, what use can they be put at home?" ”

Of course, the thoughts in this thing's heart are definitely not as he said, he is just pretending to be forced, anyway, he wants to save the city left and right, and fight against those moths that harm the people, why not make his own image a little taller?

"Alas......" Although Liu Xin sighed, a smile appeared on his face, and he gave Liu Yuanshan a thumbs up, and said: "San Lang is not an ordinary person, he will be able to cross the dragon gate one day, and he will be able to change the dragon in the first day!" ”

After getting along with this product for such a long time, Liu Xin naturally knew that Liu Yuanshan was not a savior, but he really regarded money as dung and was willing to save the people of Fang County.

Ay?

Wrong!

While this goods are busy appeasing the displaced people, while practicing in groups, while building passes, and trying to protect the interests of the local people, all the things in Nima are added together, which is enough to explain the problem.

Also, this product made it clear earlier that he would not participate in the scientific examination, it turned out that he was far more thoughtful than ordinary people, and the world laughed at him for missing a great opportunity, who knows how far San Lang will be able to go in the future?

Thinking of a possibility, Liu Xin's back was inexplicably sweaty, but somehow, he had a slight expectation in his heart.