Puff, puff, puff......

"Someone is throwing water again!"

"Hurry up and save people!"

Downstairs in Fengle, on the embankment of the West Lake, there have been many soulless characters crowded at this time. are all about to lose all their net worth. When leveraged trading and financial speculation are combined without any regulation, capitalism is not only about money, but also about death.

And in this late appointment turmoil, because of the lack of both regulation and risk awareness - of course there will be a lack of it, after all, no one has ever seen the financial risks of capitalism before - so most of the participants have learned a lifelong lesson, and some have even paid with their lives (this is risk education!). Bloody education! Then there will be financial regulation, and the market will be relatively mature) and all a qiē!

Now the people crowded on the embankment of the West Lake have mortgaged their real estate and fields to the money bank, lent Tiandaozhuang flying money to invest in the late contract speculation, and they all mortgage the late purchase again without exception, and some people have repeatedly mortgaged it. They were undoubtedly the happiest when they were soaring all the way up. But at the end of less than two happy days, it was a literal hell!

But not everyone standing at the gates of hell has the determination to jump into it immediately. Moreover, the water in West Lake is not deep, on average only about five feet, and it is not necessarily possible to drown if you jump. I can't get sick because the water is too cold. Obviously not a good place to find a short-sightedness. Therefore, there are more and more people crowded on the shore of the West Lake under Fengle Tower, but there are not many who jump down.

"Borrow light, borrow light. Please give way, let ......"

At this time, dozens of strong men with horizontal knives suddenly poured out of Fengle Building. Without saying a word, they separated the crowd and separated a passage to the West Lake. It also occupied a large wharf and drove aside all the people who had gathered there.

What is this? Is there a big man who wants to commit suicide by jumping into the river? A ridiculous thought arose in the minds of a group of desolate and terrified people. Look at these sturdy men and the straight and long horizontal knives in their hands, you can know that they are not the guards of ordinary rich families! The characters they protect are naturally not ordinary people!

Thinking that such people were about to lose and jump into the West Lake, everyone's hearts suddenly felt a lot better, and for the time being, they also pressed the mind of looking for a short view, but they stretched their necks curiously, as if they wanted to see this big man who jumped into the West Lake under the protection of many guards.

But immediately after that, dozens of men dressed as servants came out of Fengle Building, and two of them carried a box. Thirty or so large cowhide boxes were lifted to the top of the embankment and piled up one by one. Looking at their struggling appearance, these boxes seem to be quite heavy, and I don't know what's inside?

As soon as the boxes were piled up, I saw that the main owner had come down, and there was not only one, but more than a dozen men dressed as merchants, all of whom looked angry and ruined, and it seemed that they had lost badly. Among them was a big fat man weighing at least two hundred pounds, wiping tears as he walked. From time to time, I chattered with another fat man next to me.

"What to do? What to do? Jia Taishi sent troops to arrest us, and now the bamboo basket is empty, and the Lincao Sun family is all destroyed in my hands! Mr. Qu, what do you say? Whether to jump into the West Lake or wipe your neck. You have an idea......"

Qu Huajie didn't leave him, just strode to the shore of the West Lake, and the shore was the wharf. There were a few boats docked on the docks, but farther away were a few large boats full of soldiers floating on the water. There was a flagpole on the ship. A big banner with the character Jia was also hung out.

"Steward, both water and land routes are blocked. Your subordinates will protect you and kill you! ”

A man with a scar on his face seemed to be the leader of the guards, and when he came to Qu Huajie's side, he proposed to break through.

"Kill it?" Qu Huajie looked around him, and there were only a dozen grain merchants with pale faces and trembling bodies that couldn't speak, and dozens of thugs from the Intelligence Department -- there were enough of them to carry out an assassination or fire in the streets. But to fight with Jia Yidao's 6,000 braves, these thugs are really not enough.

Qu Huajie shook his head and said, "I can't kill it, and it's ...... You don't have to kill it. He raised his hand and pointed to a painting boat on the docks. Whose boat is this? ”

"It's King Rong's." Sun Shichen glanced at the boat and replied, "The backstage of Fengle Building is King Rong, and he boarded the boat at the Fengle Building Wharf when he was visiting the West Lake. The painting boat of the palace is moored on the pier of Fengle Building on weekdays. ”

"Lift all the boxes up."

The scar-faced man said, "Chief, are you going to take the waterway?" ”

"What waterways? All you have to do is ask someone to carry all the boxes onto the boat, and somebody will have a way to get out!" ”

"Yes."

The scar-faced man didn't ask much, just commanded his subordinates to carry all the boxes onto the painting boat.

"Chief, what now?"

Qu Huajie snorted, looked around at the rice merchants around him who were so anxious that they were almost out of ideas, and said in a deep voice: "Qu is now the master, and deposit all the flying money in your hands into Tiandaozhuang." How is it? ”

"Deposit into Tiandao Village? Is that something that can be taken out at the Shen family's door? ”

Qu Huajie nodded and said, "Of course!" The deposit certificate is on Qu Mou's body, and after returning to Fengle Building in a while, Qu will open it to you. ”

"Back to Fengle Building?"

"So what are we going to do downstairs?"

All the rice merchants were taken aback when they heard this, and they asked one after another.

"Naturally, I'll go back to Fengle Building......" Qu Huajie sneered, "I don't believe it, Jia Rudao will kill so many of us!" You can do a big business, and you won't have no backstage to rely on, right? ”

"Naturally, there are people!"

"Yes, we are not ordinary people, we are afraid of a ball!"

Qu Huajie turned his head and said sharply to the scar-faced man: "Set fire!" Burn the ship! ”

"Burn! Burning the ship? The scar-faced man was taken aback, "Chief, there are more than 30 million on board!" ”

Qu Huajie snorted: "Burn!" When these flying money arrive, it is money in Jia Rudao's hands...... Burned, it's a pile of ashes! ”

"But our losses ......"

"Losses?" Qu Huajie laughed, "How can it be lost?" Real money, silver, brass have arrived on Zhoushan Island! These papers...... It's burned! ”

……

"There's a ship burning! There's a ship burning! ”

Liao Yingzhong stood on an official boat, and saw from a distance that on the wharf of Fengle Building, a painting boat had been burned and was bursting into flames.

What's going on? Liao Yingzhong thought about it, but still couldn't come to a conclusion - banknotes worth more than 30 million yuan, which was almost equivalent to the financial revenue of the Northern Ming Dynasty for two and a half years, were set on fire! Anyone with a normal brain probably can't think of it.

Of course, the banknotes burned by the fire really have little significance to Tiandaozhuang, and it is only equivalent to destroying some redundant or old banknotes. Because these banknotes are all major money banks and firms in the south of the Yangtze River, they are exchanged for real money, silver and copper coins from Tiandaozhuang, strictly speaking, they are just vouchers for precious metal currency.

"Master, when are we going to do it?" Liao Yingzhong looked up at the sky, it was almost dusk. The deal at the opposite Fengle House should be over, right? I don't know how much the late appointment has risen? 500 guan? 600 runs? This Pu Shou Geng should have earned a lot, right? It's a pity that in the end, it was eaten by the Taishi!

This businessman can't fight the official after all!

"Let's do it now!" Jia Rudao sat on a Taishi chair, stroked his beard, and waved his hand triumphantly. Behind him, a giant man immediately shot a rocket that transmitted a signal with his rift bow.

Tai Yong, who had been waiting at Qiantang Gate, Yongjin Gate, and Qingbo Gate for a long time, immediately strode towards Fengle Tower, which had already been in chaos, under the command of the officer.

……

In Fengle Building, it seems that it is the end of the world at this time!

Not because Taiyong, who knew that Jia Nidao, was approaching, but because of the "Great Tragedy Day" - later generations of financial history liked to use the "Great Tragedy Day" to name this day. The carnival of nearly three months of late appointments came to an abrupt end on this day, and with a crash-like decline, the late speculation turned into a complete tragedy!

Except for Qu Huajie and some grain merchants who kept releasing late appointments in high positions, almost all the participants in the late speculation have become the protagonists of tragic stories. The savings of a generation or even several generations were wiped out in one day, and according to the statistics of later generations, as much as 200 million yuan of wealth was wiped out on this day!

And for the originally thriving economy of the Southern Song Dynasty, the tragedy has just begun! Because of the risk of late transactions, various pledged loans have been passed on to money banks, temples, real estate, and other aspects -- almost every corner of the Southern Song Dynasty's economy has not escaped the negative impact of the decline in late contracts. A large number of money banks have collapsed, and many historic temples have been unable to repay the deposits of their devotees and have fallen into bankruptcy. A large number of real estate and land were confiscated and sold by creditors, and the real estate market in the Southern Song Dynasty, which had been high for many years, collapsed. And a large amount of precious metals flowed to Tiandaozhuang in Zhoushan, which also plunged the Southern Song Dynasty into deflation. At the same time, it also gave Tiandaozhuang Fei Qian enough reserve assets to officially become a banknote.

However, the people crowded in the lobby of Fengle Building at this moment did not expect it to be so long. They were just crying loudly, and the price collapsed to less than 20 percent in one trading day! Most of them have lost nothing and don't know what to do but cry. But there are some people who have made a lot of money, but they are also crying among the people who have lost their old money. Because their way out of Fengle Building has been blocked by Jia Yidao's Tai Yong.

Qu Fatzi had already changed his clothes and put on a little makeup at the moment, glued a gray fake beard, and bent his back to shed tears, as if he was an old man who had lost all his property. Scarface also changed into the servant's clothes, and the horizontal knife didn't know where to go, but he followed the fat man and shed tears together...... (To be continued......)