Is there hundreds of millions of silver in the inner curry? This one is definitely not.

It's just that Guan De was held down by inertial thinking, can the emperor use forty wen a pound to buy food?

He's not one of you who is a big wrongdoer, and he doesn't even need to buy it at all, there are many conventional and unconventional means.

That is, there is no telephone network now, if they didn't know the news of Zhu Qiyu's fundraising in Nanzhili, they would have wielded this last knife a long time ago, and they would not have escaped the first day of junior high school and could not escape the fifteenth.

After a miserable and miserable lament, only Caifeng, the woman, took the lead in cheering up, and the bright red robe on her body was like a battlefield flag, as if the voice of gold and iron was heard by this heroine.

"Two sons, Boss Guan, the matter has come to this, what should we do? You can't tie your hands and feet and dedicate yourself to the emperor, right? ”

The corners of Fan An's mouth were raised, and his eyes looked at Yu Xia's graceful figure unscrupulously: "Tut-tut, if we also have Caifeng's figure, I, Fan, don't mind being the emperor's woman, maybe I can mix with a concubine to do it, it's much more comfortable than doing business or something." ”

As soon as the yellow cavity is opened here, people's attention is concentrated, and they just faced such a big blow, and everyone needs to vent a thing or two.

One of the bosses named He Hou smiled and said: "Boss Fan is right, I also think that Caifeng is not inferior to those ladies in the palace, and even the majesty of some places is the only one I have seen in He's life!" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone present laughed strangely, and looked at the only woman in the room with restless eyes.

"Boss Yu, I didn't continue after losing my wife in my early years, if you don't dislike it, our two families will join forces, and it will be a good story at that time." Gan Hong said that he was going to reach out and take Yu Xia's hand.

"Smack!"

After a crisp sound, Yu Xia looked at Gan Hong and the people who were coaxed just now, and said with disdain:

"If you want to sleep with the old lady, you can make a coffin in advance, but my family is still lonely underground."

Gan Hong rubbed the back of his hand and sat back down, and the rest of the people stopped talking, and the scene fell silent again.

"If we've had enough trouble, we'll get down to business." Guan De finally spoke, and everyone sat down for fear of missing a word.

"At this point, there is no way back."

"But Boss Guan, even if it's a pawn of the family's ancestral property, it's too late!

Besides, I don't know how much grain the imperial court has in stock, which is too ......"

Another boss named Zhan Jing spoke eagerly, and he had already sentenced Guan De's words to death, which drew almost everyone's nods in agreement.

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Guan De glanced at the man and asked, "Who told you that you want to continue to buy grain from the imperial court?" ”

didn't give others a chance to interject, Guan De then said, "We will reduce the price with the imperial court, with our stores all over the capital, in our old business to compete with the imperial court for time, no matter what, it will not be worse than the imperial court, right?" ”

"How much does Boss Guan mean we want to drop? Thirty-nine texts? Gan Hong's face was full of pain.

Guan De also glanced at the old man, shook his head and said a number: "Twenty!" ”

"What! We have bought four million stone of grain and forty million taels of silver.

This time it was cut in half, and the money earned in front of it was lost, and it was impossible to say whether it could keep the capital. Yu Xia screamed and said what was on everyone's mind.

"That's right, Boss Guan, isn't it too much, it's better to buy a few more pennies, thirty is not good, twenty-eight or twenty-five is fine!"

"Let's add a markup!"

……

Looking at the messy scene, Guan De did not speak, but turned his gaze to the two sons.

Although Jin Meng and Shi Ping are also full of pain, they always grew up in an official family, and they are relatively able to carry money.

Understand that this kind of fast game, if you are a little slower, you may be buried in an avalanche.

In the end, it was Jin Meng, the son of the current Hubu Shangshu, who took over, and after glancing, everyone consciously paid attention to him.

"I agree!"

"This ...... Well, I agree with that too. Gan Hong drooped his head, and his voice was almost inaudible.

As soon as this side took out the posture of resignation, there was new news outside.

"Boss, they've lowered the price!" The guy from Guangde Commercial Bank ran out of breath and said.

"What? How much has it dropped? All of them were shocked, and their hearts were raised in their throats, and they were afraid that the other party would drop too much.

Sure enough, the guy took two quick breaths and said, "They, they only sell thirty wen per catty now!" ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and Guan De also had a relieved expression: "Okay! Pass it on, and we'll all reduce the price to twenty wen! ”

Zhu Qiyu sat firmly on the tea table, with a few delicate snacks in front of him, which didn't seem to be a folk mortal.

The number of people at the door of the shop in front of it has increased more and more, and it is obvious that this price has exceeded psychological expectations for the people of Beijing.

Turning his gaze to the door of the Guangde Commercial Bank, the people passing by glared fiercely

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At a glance at each other, those with quality will even consciously spit on them to show their respect.

As for the guys who were originally arrogant, now they wilt like defeated roosters, just looking down at their toes, and no longer holding their heads high to be uncles.

Even the owner of the tea stall was gloomy, not to mention anything else, just for a while, the grain dropped by fifteen wen per catty, fifteen wen, how much money can he sell in a day?

The messenger finally arrived, stood at the door and shouted: "The owner has a word, for the support of the fathers and villagers in the capital, our Guangde Commercial Bank is now twenty yuan per catty of grain!" The quantity is limited, so everyone wants to buy it as soon as possible! ”

The old brother who bought the loss just now hasn't left yet, and when he heard this, the three souls and seven spirits on his body were almost angry.

"Hey! Didn't you say that the cost of light is more than 30 yuan? What's going on now? Oh, the cost has come down, hasn't it? ”

The guy just replied unhurriedly: "This master, the boss is rich and capricious, just forty ...... If you want to buy, you can buy, if you don't buy, please don't delay us to do business! ”

In a hurry, the guy who almost missed his mouth was no longer willing to talk to this big brother and turned to a look, and all the guys in the store ran to the door of the opposite house and began to sell, and it didn't take long for all the customers in line to move over.

Zhu Qiyu just nodded slightly, and the grain store took out the notice sign that had been prepared a long time ago, with a big cross written on it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's a big deal. Now it only costs ten cents per pound of food! ”

The guests had not yet lined up in the Guangde Commercial Bank, and after such a shout, when the Guangde Commercial Bank had not sold a pound of grain, all the people came back.

The most annoying thing is that they can't change the price yet, and they see that the business on the other side is booming, and they have a lot of money at the front door.

"I'll go to the owner again!" The guy who had just come back hurried away.

Zhu Qiyu kindly reminded: "Just let your host come over!" Or you can't change it! ”

Although this sentence caused the people present to laugh, the guy was a sincere person, and when he heard this, he quickly nodded to Zhu Qiyu and said, "Thank you, this master!" ”

As soon as he turned around, the man almost fell to the ground, and there was another burst of laughter.

The old man who sold tea looked anxious, and Zhu Qiyu understood at a glance: "This is the son of the family?" ”

"Hey, you're the childe, just a half-sized boy, thanks to the reminder!" The old man replied, his eyes always on his son.

Zhu Qiyu smiled, and gently took a sip of tea in the afterglow of the setting sun.

(I'm sorry friends, there is something at home, today is a change, no need to wait, tomorrow as usual!) ）

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