Chapter 511 Buy, Buy, Buy Four Hundred Votes Plus Change
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"Buy! Buy! Buy! ”
In Fengle Building, it has been noisy and noisy to the extreme, the lobby on the first floor, the private seat on the second floor, the private room on the third floor, and the noble private room on the fourth floor, all of them are full of people at this time. Everyone is talking loudly, no matter how lofty they are, how elegant and calm they are on weekdays. Now in the face of this win-win and loss, which is often tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, no one can still hold their breath.
And all these shouts, cheers, wails, all the meanings expressed are the same, that is, - buy!
Late Buy-in!
The sooner the better!
Because everyone knew that the late appointment was going to rise - even the people who couldn't figure this out had already thrown out their chips and left the market within a stick of incense after the opening of Fengle Building on the morning of the eighth day of the fourth month of the third year of Xianchun. The people who are still in the field now firmly believe that the delay will definitely rise, and as for how much it will rise, of course, there are still different opinions.
Some people see as high as 100 guan, some people see 150 guan, some people see 200 guan, and some people see 250 guan or even 300 guan!
If these people can stick to their own point of view, and when the contract reaches the psychological price, they will leave the market and take the money to buy a house and land, and then ask for a few more little wives, they will all be big winners in life.
But in this way, almost everyone who participated in this late appointment turmoil can make a lot of money, but who will be the one who will be the one who loses and dies? There are dozens of private rooms on the third and fourth floors and private rooms for nobles. Or is it a slump on the ground, or an unlucky grain merchant who is looking for a life?
How much money do they have? Is it that everyone jumps off the building and commits suicide if they lose, so that everyone can vote a lot?
And not every gambler who loses red-eyed is willing to jump off the top floor of Fengle Building and die. At least until the afternoon of April 8. Before Fengle Building was about to close, there were only six grain merchants who committed suicide by jumping off the building.
And there was no Sun Shichen among them, although he once went to the top floor of Fengle Building, and he was about to jump - there was no way, it was too desperate, although he put out a buy order as soon as the market opened, but he did not buy a few late appointments. Because there are so many buys. Prices are also rising too fast. The price of the first late transaction jumped directly by 25 yuan, from 55 yuan before the market closed yesterday to 80 yuan! In less than a stick of incense, the late transaction price directly broke 100 times!
According to the price of rice corresponding to this price. It's almost 2 times. In other words, in just one stick of incense, Sun Shichen lost more than three million yuan! And the price of late bookings is still rising......
Sun Shichen, who was desperate to the extreme, took advantage of the fact that his younger brother Sun Meichen was busy with other things, and climbed to the top floor of Fengle Building crying, ready to commit suicide. But at the point leading to the window. There are people queuing up - jumping off the building to queue up! It's really unreasonable! Sun Shichen is too fat. When climbing the stairs, the movements are slow, and all the lines are at the back of the comparison. Before it was his turn to jump, Sun Meichen was angry and rushed with someone to stop everyone from jumping off the building.
So Sun Shichen took a turn from the ghost gate for the second time and came back unharmed. After another suicide attempt, Sun Meichen didn't dare to let his eldest brother be alone anymore, so he gathered all the grain merchants who were looking for death and life, and then let the guys in Fengle Lou watch it, and then sent someone to notify the families of each family to collect it - to commit suicide and go home. You can hang yourself, wipe your neck, jump into a well, or whatever, don't die in Fengle Building! If you die in Fengle Building, you will become a vain ghost. If you make trouble every once in a while, what will you do in the future?
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"Closed?"
I don't know which grain merchant didn't die opened his mouth first, breaking the deathly silence in the room.
"If you go back to the official, the market has already closed." The Feng Lexing man, who was guarding the house, replied.
The people who can jump off the roof of Fengle Xing are all big grain merchants, and most of them have official status, so it is almost the same as the guys calling them officials.
"How much?"
"One hundred and thirty."
"Where's the food?"
"Zhenjiang Rice Market doesn't know that the wholesale of modern rice in Lin'an has stopped, and the price of retail sales on the market has exceeded three and a half times per stone."
"It's over, it's over......"
The grain merchant who asked suddenly burst into tears, "The loss is dead, the price of zero rice in Lin'an is three and a half, and the Zhenjiang rice market will not be less than two and a half times...... This 300,000 is gone! How can I live! ”
"I only lost 300,000 yuan...... Sun Shichen glanced at the man with envy, if it was settled according to the price of two and a half yuan of cash rice, he would have lost more than 4 million...... There is really no way but to die! Moreover, even death will not solve the problem, and the Sun family will have to pay off his debts for him! His Royal Highness King Rong's dark shares in Fengle Xing are worth millions, and now they are all gone, can his old man let go of the Sun family?
"It's not over yet!" Another rice merchant shouted again, "The late contract has only started to rise, what is one hundred and thirty runs?" What is the price of rice with more than three times? Didn't you hear what the people outside were shouting? Buy! Buy! Buy! Everyone is buying, and they still don't want to hype up the late appointment to the sky? Maybe you can get three or five hundred times. ”
"Alas, it's all death!"
"It's not clean when you die, in the family, in the clan, you have to pay together! Now, even the entire clan has to be broken. ”
"I'm sorry for my ancestors, I can't study, I can't do business, and I hurt my family, it's better to die......"
Most of these grain merchants were Confucian merchants, and they were all from various Yimen clans in the south of the Yangtze River -- ordinary merchants from small families could not become rice merchants and salt merchants, and at most they went to the sea to make quick money. Most of the people who can be rice merchants are members of scholarly families who own a lot of land.
Moreover, these scholarly families like to pretend to be filial piety -- that is, there is no separation between generations and more than ten generations, and most of the land is clan land, and most of the rice and grain shops are public property of the clan. In this era, there is no "limited liability system", and the deficit of the commercial bank can be traced back to the shareholders. Theoretically, these righteous clans want to sell their land to pay off their debts...... Of course, what will happen in reality depends on the power of the clan.
At this moment, the door of this "anti-suicide house" was suddenly pushed open, and it was not Sun Meichen who came in, but a little fat man with a little eyes (not as fat as Sun Shichen), dressed as an outsider, with a smile on his face, obviously not a loss of money.
After the little fat man came in, he took out a few Tiandaozhuang flying money, sent out all the Feng Lexing guys in the house, and then closed the door again. By the dim candlelight in the room, he just smiled and looked at the crowd.
After a long time, the little fat man arched his hand at everyone: "The contemptible surname is Qu, Qu Huajie, he is a Taoist of the Heavenly Taoism, I heard that some people can't think of committing suicide, so I came to persuade him." ”
What the!? Heavenly Daoist people! This is a thief!
A group of grain store bosses with a dead heart all looked at Qu Fatzi vigilantly - let's die, don't charge more rebellion, this is to connect the family!
Qu Fatzi still had a gentle smile, not at all like a big foreign reactionary bear, and really a bit of a missionary's fooling people. He pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Anything can be done, but Taiyi."
Qu Dakong said lightly: "The reason why the One God is omnipotent is that he has mastered all the truths in the universe. With all the truth and knowledge in the universe in hand, God is omnipotent. And the reason why you are desperate today is not because of bad luck, but because you are not as good as others...... It's not the learning of Confucius and Mencius, but the learning of your businessmen who didn't reach home, so they didn't see through the trap behind the late appointment, so they jumped into it in a daze.
Now, instead of exploring and seeking a solution, I only know that I want to kill myself, which is ridiculous. ”
Sun Shichen sighed and said, "Alas! The cool words you say are going to make you lose more than 4 million yuan, and you have to look for death and life! ”
Qu Da Empty just smiled: "More than four million guan? Is it really already out? ”
"How is it not true?" Sun Fatzi said. "Taoist, you may be good at preaching, you are not as good as me!"
Qu Dakong smiled, "This is not necessarily, we have a discipline in the Heavenly Dao Academy, and I happen to have cultivated the Daoist." How do you calculate, and tell me that maybe you are not good at arithmetic, and you are not sure if you are wrong. ”
"How could it be miscalculated? My Fengle Xing released 33,800 late contracts, and according to the current price of rice, each late contract will be in deficit by more than 100 yuan! Do you say that it is more than 4 million yuan? ”
Qu Huajie laughed, "What a fool, I don't understand business, I dare to make a late appointment, I don't have any points to win or lose, and I actually want to commit suicide." How can there be such a fool as you in the world! Fortunately, you met me, and it is also because Taiyi God can't bear to see you die in vain, so he let you meet me. It's better to do this, if you enter my heavenly path, I will guide you to the maze, so that you can win from losing to win. How is it? ”
"Alas! You're talking nonsense! Hurry up, lest the people of the Imperial City Division know about it and arrest you for questioning! ”
"Let's go, let's go, we are a dead end, even the Buddha can't be saved by going down to earth!"
A group of rice merchants didn't believe in Qu Fatty, but they were not interested in catching thieves for the country, so they just sent him away.
Qu Fatzi didn't move at all, just smiled, "The Buddha can't save you, but I can save the Taoist." As for the people of the Imperial City Division, the Taoist people are not afraid. Because the people of the Imperial City Division will not have trouble with Mr. Shuijing...... I have a number for the Taoist, and that is Mr. Shui Jing. The requiopter is me! ”
Speaking of this, Qu Fatzi stood up and walked out, and when he arrived at the door, he suddenly stopped, "If you want to be saved, after the market opens tomorrow, you will come to the private room of the No. 4 nobleman and enter my heavenly way." Let's figure out how to turn the tide together! If you don't believe it...... Then see you in the next life. ”
Qu Fatzi left after speaking, and a group of bosses looking for death and life looked at each other with inexplicable expressions. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, a person took out a piece of Tiandaozhuang flying money from his sleeve, looked carefully at the seal on it, and then shouted loudly: "Qushui Mirror!" He's a refractory! The head of Tiandaozhuang Qu God of Wealth! (To be continued......)