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June 16, 1940. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Chongqing.

All major organs are in Chongqing, and a large number of wealthy people have entered Chongqing, and many people have dug up their connections and entered the organs. There are people in the agency. The average person goes to work at eight o'clock in the morning and has to sign in, and almost no one goes to work on time, but they all sign in at eight o'clock. Some people don't come for a day, and they ask others to sign on their behalf, anyway, in a word, it is mixed salary.

When I got to the office, I drank tea and read the newspaper, and it was noon. Some people want to go out to eat, and some people want to go home and cook and eat. At this time, people have to go to the streets, they have to go home, and at noon, the streets are crowded with people, all busy eating. It looks prosperous, but in fact everyone is hungry and their faces are not good.

Today, people on the streets at noon found that the new rice was on the market. New rice is cheap.

More than a dozen shops in the downtown area of Chongqing were opened together, and two new wooden signs were hung at the same time, one of which read: New rice is on the market. The other piece of paper is pasted with the price of rice.

In the past, many pedestrians did not sell rice, but now it is noon, and many people go home during their lunch break, and when they see such cheap rice, they don't believe it: how can it be 5% lower than the market price?

When I asked, it was true.

Want to buy rice?

Buy, buy.

Take a bag of rice, a maximum of ten catties per person.

I don't have a rice bag.

We have. You bet five cents, take the rice back, and exchange it for an empty rice bag.

Wonderful, wonderful.

It seems that the rice sellers are not rice shop guys, but student babies, although they are not quick with their hands and feet, but they are serious and settle accounts quickly. A small millet bag of ten catties has long been packed, and it will be sold when it is picked up. If the customer wants to verify the weight, weigh it, very quickly.

Soon, there were long queues in front of the rice shops selling rice. The people in the major institutions are almost empty, and they all go to buy rice.

Some people don't want to queue, but it doesn't seem to work, because there are soldiers standing guard outside every rice shop. No one knows which unit the soldiers are, with a northeastern accent and a northwestern accent, but the uniforms and guns are real.

The news reached the Kong family ten minutes later.

Kong Xiangxi originally looked down on small businesses such as rice, but since he started to manage it, he wanted to manage it, because he was already sensitively aware that the price of rice in Chongqing was very interesting, and there was an uncontrollable force working against him.

The Kong family originally thought that the rice harvest was still early, and they wanted to ship the grain in their hands slowly, and slowly ship it before the new rice went on the market in September and October, but I don't know who will sell the new rice at this time?

An hour later, a bag of millet containing ten catties of rice was placed in front of him.

The rice in the rice bag is of good quality, and it is indeed new rice. It's strange that there will be new rice in the summer? Is there really such a thing as double-cropping rice?

"See where the rice is coming from?"

"Nope. There are no rice boats on the pier at all. ”

"That is, they don't have many meters. Go, call men, and buy all their rice. ”

"But they stipulate that one person can only buy ten catties."

"You won't hire anyone?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The rice merchants were not stupid, they could not hire anyone, so they immediately changed their tactics and erected a sign in each place where they lined up to buy rice, with the words "Recycle Rice" written on it, and below it was the price, but it was the original market price.

Almost all the people who buy rice buy rice and eat it themselves, and they know that the price of rice will not rise, so how can they be willing to sell it?

The nearby idle people heard it, but they were overjoyed, and a few people who had just bought rice came to them to sell rice, and immediately doubled their earnings.

Is there such a good thing?

The queue for buying rice immediately doubled.

The rice shop seemed to have been prepared, and within ten minutes, some student dolls came out of the backstage and opened a new counter to sell rice.

The rice collectors are all old slippery heads, I have seen the techniques of the student dolls, and I trust them very much, and I don't need to weigh them when I collect them, I just collect them and give money directly.

At three o'clock, it seems that there is a steady stream of rice for those who sell rice inside, and there is a problem with the rice harvesting outside, and the money is not enough.

A long queue gradually formed in the night before the rice was harvested. People buy rice in one team, and some of them immediately go to the other team to sell the rice. There are two long queues on the street, and it is a spectacular sight.

At half past three in the afternoon, the new news reached Kong's house. Several rice merchants who collect rice at high prices say they don't have enough money.

Borrow money. You have to do it to borrow money, and the other party doesn't have much rice.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the rice seller came up with a new policy: one person can buy ten or twenty catties of rice at a time. Those below ten catties are parity, and those above ten catties are added by three percent to the parity price.

The call immediately reached Kong's house.

Buy. Buy!

Some rice shops have lost their energy and want to sell their rice.

At six o'clock in the evening, the rice shop was ready to close its doors and stop queuing. Only one queue remained in each rice shop, and at seven o'clock, the rice shop closed.

When the news reached the Kong family, the Kong family felt that the other party was running out of rice and asked to continue collecting rice.

This was the first day of the grain price war, and the rice merchants represented by the Kong family won a big victory, while the rice sellers were somewhat defeated, and it seemed that there was not enough rice.

June 17, 1939. Chongqing.

Today, the Kong family asked all large millet merchants to continue to eat rice.

Yesterday, the Kong family's money was spent like a stream. The Kong family can afford to spend it, but other big millet merchants can't keep it. Some people demand that the price be reduced as well, otherwise, if the price of rice cannot be raised, it will be lost. Millions of people have a huge demand for food, and it is no longer a small business.

Even if it's a small business, it costs a lot of money.

At six o'clock in the morning, the rice shop that sells rice is open for business, because the queue outside has been out for a mile.

But the one who harvested the rice was not ready to harvest it. The largest market for rice is on a street, and there are several rice shops selling rice.

There are no pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and they are all selling rice and buying rice.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, dozens of people came in the street, all of them looked like green-skinned thugs, shouting and drinking. This is here to smash the field.

When they arrived at the door of the rice shop, the green skins were stunned and did not dare to move, because there were four soldiers at the door of each rice shop, loaded with guns and ammunition.

In the center of the street, there is a chair, a table, a teapot, a teacup, and a rifle on the table.

On the chair sat a huge body like a mountain, with a straight waist, where to drink tea.

Who doesn't know him!

Feng Yuxiang!

There was a stunned person in the green skin, he didn't know how bad, he shouted and rushed forward a few steps, feeling that it was wrong, only to see Feng Yuxiang's rifle muzzle against his head. Feng Yuxiang held a rifle in one hand, pulled the trigger with his fingers, and held a teacup in the other, staring at him.

Qingpi sat down on the ground all of a sudden.

Feng Yuxiang took a sip of tea and drank it slowly.

When the other hooligans helped him up and withdrew, the market order was suddenly improved. Those who actually buy rice are not afraid.

The next day, there was not much rice, and it was intermittent. Everyone saw that their rice was pulled in by car. A truckload of rice, distributed to several stores, will be sold out in a while.

The momentum of harvesting rice is very strong, and it is harvested when it comes. It's fast, and there's no need to queue at all.

The war seems to be deadlocked. The number of shipments is not large, but it refuses to admit defeat. The wealth of the receipt was abundant, and the rice was swept away.

In the next few days, the new rice will be sold, and Lao Feng will not pull it for a day. He does not interfere in the buying and selling behavior of both the shipping and the receiving parties, but only maintains order. If it rains, Lao Feng will drink tea with an umbrella. The waist is straight, always straight.

Five days later, the price of rice rose sharply, and the price of shipped rice also rose a lot, but it was still half of the market price. Their rice seems to be running out, and daily shipments seem to be barely sustaining. By the fifth day, shipments suddenly decreased, halved.

However, almost all of the rice banks that acted jointly with the Confucian family stopped collecting rice because of the depletion of funds, and were ready to give up and prepare to ship.

June 21, 1939. Chongqing.

There were several large motor boats on the wharf in Chongqing, all of which were Fuxian's boats.

A few days ago, one or two large motor boats came to the dock in the second half of the night, Hahakong already knew that it was Fuxian Company that sold rice, knew that Lu Zuofu had shares in Fuxian Company, and knew that the backstage of this company was Zhang Xueliang, Yang Hucheng, and Feng Yuxiang.

The Kong family didn't dare to move hard. Some people proposed to burn the rice shop and the boat, but they didn't come to fruition, and the bodyguards of the rice shop were very powerful, and they were all retired soldiers.

The Kong family has spent too much money these days. After careful calculation, Fuxian Company has only two boats of rice a day, and 500 tons of rice is just enough for the people of the city to eat for a day, not much. However, a few rice merchants received much more rice. What's going on? Could it be that there are nearby farmers and small landlords who are also taking the opportunity to sell rice?

Song Ailing came to her sister's house and wanted him to touch the garrison and seal down the rice shop. The crime is disrupting the market.

"Sister, forget it. Rice is not a big deal, forget it. ”

"What do you say? This is not a small business, hundreds of millions of payments are pressed in the rice warehouse. What is this Fuxian company? Dare to declare war on us. ”

"Sister, forget it. To tell you the truth, Mr. Dai and I are also shareholders of this company. ”

"You too? How did I not know?"

"The two of us only joined last night."

"What's the point of you joining such a shipping company, Mi Xing?"

"Sister, this is not as simple as a boat canal rice line."

"Then you can't help outsiders either."

"Sister, this is no longer an outsider's company."

"Is it yours?"

"So to speak."

"How much money can I make from this?"

"I don't make much money now, and it's hard to talk about it in the future."

"If we give up this time, we will lose tens of millions."

"Sister, just ask those green-skinned thugs who help you line up to spit out the money."

In the afternoon, the Kong family finally gave up and began to ship. The price of rice in the market has fallen sharply.

The price of Fuxian rice also changed immediately, and it returned to the level before the price increase in two days. Moreover, the rice ships of speculative merchants from all over the country arrived in Chongqing one after another, and they had no choice but to sell them at a low price. This is the fundamental reason why the Kong family decided to reduce the price.

When the price of rice fell, people stopped buying it. The human psyche is so strange.

In the Chongqing market, the price of rice fell again. In a few days, the price of rice fell to 60% of the normal price. At this time, Fuxian Company began to slowly eat at a low price. In order to make money, several rice merchants privately approached Fuxian Company and sold some of the rice.

This time, Fuxian Company shipped at one to two times higher than the usual grain price, but because the market price fluctuated greatly, their price was always half lower than the market price. In the end, they bought it at a low price, which not only ensured that the price of rice would not collapse, but also ensured the military rations of the relevant troops.

Many rice merchants who speculated and sold rice went bankrupt, and only Fuxian really made a big profit.

Later, Fuxian Company took the opportunity to purchase a large amount of white rice at a low price and shipped it to Shaanxi for the Northeast Army and the Northwest Army. (My novel "The Kanto Bureau of the 100 People's Association" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "dd" and follow, hurry up! )