In the following days, the Lin family tried their best to purchase grain from various prefectures and counties in Huguang, but with little success, and only those who buckled the rope got less than 1,000 stones. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info They also inquired, not only the Lin family, but also the rest of the people who came to buy food, and the food they could buy was also limited.

Some people roughly calculated, this year's Huguang sold grain, the total is less than 100,000 stone, you know, Huguang's grain harvest in one season, more than 500,000 stone, where is most of the grain hoarded?

Many people vaguely felt that something was wrong, but those grain merchants in Huguang gritted their teeth and kept saying that the grain was booked by others, and there was no more grain.

There was no way, so everyone had to think of getting food from the rest of the place. But in the rest of the place, there is not much food, and the distance is too far, so it is very inconvenient to transport. The most important thing is that now that the drought is coming, food prices have soared in various places, and the hearts of families are almost vomiting blood.

In the entire Lin family, the most anxious one is Lin Xianhai. The Lin family was a gentry class and a well-known large landowner family in Taiyuan City. One of the characteristics of a family like theirs is that there are many fields and shops, but there is very little cash, and as long as they have money, they basically go to buy fields. The sharp increase in grain prices has made the Lin family's money for grain a little stretched.

"I can only sell a little land first, but now Shanxi is getting more and more arid, and I am afraid that this land will not be sold for much money." Lin Xianhai looked at the miserable white sun outside, the sunlight that made people's eyes hurt, and couldn't help sighing.

Selling land is really a last resort. The Lin family relied on farming to read heirlooms, and the importance of land is self-evident. Besides, now that the weather is getting drier and drier, the land is basically out of harvest, and if it is sold, it will definitely be taken advantage of to lower the price.

But what else can be done if this happens? If they don't buy food, the Lin family can't even guarantee their own food. The Lin family has been rooted in Taiyuan City for more than 100 years, and the number of direct relatives has exceeded 1,000. In addition, some slaves and long-term laborers were raised, and all of these required a great deal of food.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Lin Xianhai raised his hand and called to the side, "Old Fu, you go and call Young Master Fang Hong." Lao Fu is Lin Xianhai's personal follower, and he is very trusted by him, and he does some errands on weekdays.

After a while, Fang Hong knocked on the door from the outside and came in, he was studying in the house, and when he heard the call of his second uncle, he hurriedly ran over.

When Lin Xianhai saw that Fang Hong had arrived, he told him about the situation the Lin family was facing now.

"Second uncle, are you going to let me go get some food back?" Fang Hong's family also has a grain shop, but with the scale of their family, the food they can get is also limited.

"Alas, how can you worry about such things. I'm coming to you this time to ask you to help sell some of the land. Your eldest uncle and third uncle don't care about anything, the old man is old again, those juniors either don't do anything, or they have to sit in the government, this matter is important, I don't feel at ease when I hand it over to outsiders, I can only find you after thinking about it. Lin Xianhai smiled bitterly, he couldn't even handle the matter of buying grain, how could he let a junior do it, he wanted Fang Hong to help sell some of the family's land and get some silver back.

"Okay, anyway, I'm idle, I'll contact the buyer tomorrow. Fang Hong responded very simply, the Lin family was in trouble, and he couldn't stand idly by.

"Okay, you will follow Lao Fu to get the title deed in a while, a total of 1,000 acres of fertile land. What the specific price is, you can see for yourself, even if it is lower than the market price, I will admit it. Now that this field can't be sold at a high price, Lin Xianhai has long been mentally prepared.

Fang Hong continued to nod, and after saying a few more words, he took his leave and left. followed Lao Fu to receive a large stack of land deeds and returned to the small courtyard.

To be honest, he didn't pay much attention to this errand. It's just a thousand acres of land, and he really can't sell it, so he can buy it at his own expense. One acre of land is only more than ten taels of silver, even if it is bought higher than the market price, 20,000 taels of silver can be distributed. He had just obtained the Han King's treasury, and it was still trivial to take out 20,000 taels of silver.

He was more interested in Huguang's refusal to sell grain. Huguang pressured most of the grain and refused to sell it, either because there were really big customers who booked it first, or someone used power to make those grain merchants dare not sell grain.

If it is the former, then this person's financial resources are terrible, Huguang's new grain and old grain add up, it will have to exceed one million stones, and if you want to eat it all, you will have to have at least 500,000 taels of silver. There are very few people in the world who can do this. If it is the second case, then this person's influence in Huguang must be extremely great, and his own status is also extremely respected.

Thinking of this, Fang Hong couldn't help but have a name in his mind, "King Xing"! King Xing was a person from Huguang Anlu, and with his status and financial resources, it was not so difficult to do this.

But what Fang Hong couldn't figure out was why King Xing did this? As a vassal king, he should be careful in order to avoid the jealousy of the imperial court. If you don't sell such unscrupulous grain, aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the imperial court?

Fang Hong pressed his head, if it was really King Xing, then the matter would be difficult. King Xing's strength is monstrous, and all kinds of hidden means have revealed the tip of the iceberg, and he is definitely not an opponent.

"It's just that, even though the other party is powerful, I can't sit still. In case the other party has any layout, if I keep avoiding it, I am afraid that the disadvantage will become bigger and bigger. He thought for a moment, since the matter of manipulating food prices was likely to have something to do with King Xing, then he must not let the situation develop like this. Compared with King Xing, he is in a weak position, and if he blindly allows it to develop, the situation will become worse and worse.

There was actually no direct conflict between Fang Hong and King Xing, if he could, he naturally wanted to not interfere with the other party's well water. But the problem now is that if he wants to survive from the Mandate of Heaven, he must start with the Mandate of Heaven Division, and the Mandate of Heaven Division is a pawn of King Xing, once Fang Hong dares to stretch out his hand, the two will inevitably break out into a fight.

Fang Hong is not a person who likes passive defense, since the contradictions between the two sides can no longer be reconciled, then he can only fight to the death. This is a major event involving life and death, and we must not take half a step back.

After this thought was born, Fang Hong closed his eyes tightly and thought of a countermeasure. He may not be the opponent of King Xing in a head-to-head duel, but the most powerful thing about the gods is not their combat power, but their powerful computing power and mysterious magical powers.

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