Jinshan Yinshan was in front of him, and Liu Ping'an couldn't help but be a little too excited.

Obviously, the Ming Dynasty has suffered a disaster, and as one of the people of the Ming Dynasty, they should be extremely sad.

As a result, you Liu Ping'an are so excited, this attitude is very problematic.

After brushing it, everyone's eyes were all focused on Liu Ping'an's body.

Especially the British King Zhu Han, there seemed to be endless killing intent in his calm eyes.

Liu Ping'an, who was originally extremely excited, suddenly felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head.

A drop of cold sweat flowed down from the top of Liu Ping'an's head.

He understands that if he can't give a reasonable explanation, he may be more than lucky this time.

After all, he is an old fox who has been crisscrossing the mall for many years, and after the initial panic, Liu Ping'an's face was a little excited, and it immediately turned into a painful color.

forcibly squeezed out the tears of the two places, and howled and cried, "Lord Wang, the villain is bitter!"

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears: "The villain is from Datong, and at this time, his hometown is affected by the disaster, and the villain is simply heartbroken."

While crying, he also pressed hard, hammering his chest with his hand, as if it was really in such pain.

But the actual truth is that if you don't do this, Liu Ping'an will almost be unable to hold back and laugh.

If you laugh at this time, it's not a joke.

Liu Ping'an estimated that His Royal Highness the King could really let people push themselves out and cut them down.

There are so many big officials that they could only look up to before, and His Royal Highness the King of England cut them down without saying a word.

He is just a businessman, and in the eyes of His Royal Highness, I'm afraid he is not as good as a minion, right?

Killing him is not an easy task.

In order to prove that he was indeed "grief-stricken", Liu Ping'an secretly gritted his teeth.

"In order to help the people of Datong, the villain is willing to donate money and silver......" Liu Ping'an first cautiously stretched out three fingers.

However, it may seem that this money is a little unsafe.

After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out two more fingers: "Five hundred taels of silver, help the people of Datong tide over the difficulties together."

Five hundred taels of silver is definitely not a small amount in this era.

After all, an ordinary person can only earn more than 20 taels of silver in a year.

But for a big grain merchant like Liu Ping'an, this is not even a drop in the bucket.

Zhou Ziliang and Feng Xueyi glanced at each other, and they both understood each other's meaning.

Therefore, the two of them immediately stood up and pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Lord Wang, Liu Ping'an's words are reasonable. The so-called rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, and the disaster of the Ming Dynasty is also the time for us and other businessmen to serve the country. I, Zhou Ziliang, am willing to donate 1,000 taels of silver."

"I, Feng Xueyi, am willing to donate eight hundred taels of silver."

Other businessmen chimed in.

According to the scale of their respective chambers of commerce, this one donated seven hundred taels and the other donated five hundred taels.

Obviously, these people were thinking of using this silver to plug Zhu Han's mouth.

All of them are "bleeding profusely", are your Royal Highness embarrassed to buy food at a low price?

For these people's donations, Zhu Han did not mean to be too little.

Just laughing and groaning, and let the guards write down all the amount of silver they had donated.

"Your full power to serve the country, this king has written it down. When I look back, I will definitely play your majesty and praise you for your righteous deeds."

Zhu Han's words made all the old businessmen's faces red.

is worthy of His Royal Highness the King of England, this Nima kills people and punishes his heart.

The donations of these merchants added up to no more than 10,000 taels of silver.

This bit of silver also needs to be personally rewarded by the current emperor.

What kind of reward is this, it's clearly a slap in the face.

However, Zhou Ziliang and others didn't care much.

To face, if that's the case

If you want to be a face, then what kind of businessman is it?

Silver is the real thing.

Faces and everything, it's all floating clouds for them.

If His Royal Highness thinks that he can control them with such a thing, he is very wrong.

In order to make money, they are usually scolded a lot, but now they just have more scolding, so what is it?

The faces of the people were calm, and they felt like they were spitting on their faces.

Originally, they thought that His Royal Highness would be angry and scold.

To their surprise, His Royal Highness seemed very calm, and did not seem to be moved by their performance at all.

"But everyone, you should understand the current situation."

"There is a great drought in Datong, and what is most lacking at this time is not silver, but food."

After hearing this, the grain merchants present couldn't help but curse in their hearts: "Shameless!"

They have always felt that they are already shameless people.

Unexpectedly, this British King Zhu Han was even more shameless than them.

Since you also said that what is lacking in the disaster area is food, not silver taels.

Before that, when they donated silver taels, you didn't say a word.

But if they say a word, they can exchange the donated silver taels for the equivalent amount of grain.

Of course, this equivalent should be calculated as the highest price in the current market.

No matter how bold they are, they will not be crazy enough to dare to openly raise the price in front of Zhu Han, His Royal Highness the King of England.

But after that......

What the price of grain is, they can't say.

It's just that since he didn't say it just now, now Zhu Han specifically pointed it out again.

The grain merchants did not dare to pretend that they did not understand.

Zhou Ziliang was the first to set an example: "I see, since the people in the disaster area lack food, we grain merchants naturally have an unshirkable responsibility. I, Zhou Ziliang, first pledged 200 stone of grain."

Feng Xueyi followed: "We also pledged to donate 200 stone of grain."

……

When it was Liu Ping'an's turn, this guy cautiously raised his hand: "We are Ping'an Firm, donate 100 stone of grain."

There is a tacit understanding between these grain merchants, and the amount of money they donate actually leaves room for bargaining.

If Zhu Han was not satisfied, they would naturally pretend to be reluctant to donate a little more.

Sure enough, Zhu Han frowned and said, "This king knows that you are all famous businessmen in Yanjing City."

"This food can't be considered small, but compared to the tens of millions of people affected by the disaster in Datong, it is really a drop in the bucket."

"I don't know if I can ...... Add some."

The grain merchants were a little surprised, how did they feel that His Royal Highness seemed to be a little thin-skinned?

However, it is also a good thing for them.

Even the things that are donated today are nothing to them.

However, it is a little bit to be able to save a little.

Isn't it important to do business to open up sources and reduce expenditure?

Save a little here, save a little there. If you save it, you can save thousands of family fortunes.

At the moment, Zhou Ziliang and the others all looked sad.

"Lord Wang, it's not that we don't want to donate more, it's just that we don't have much food in our hands."

Feng Xueyi looked extremely solemn: "Lord Wang, although we are Yanjing grain merchants, we seem to have big roots and deep roots."

"However, Yanjing consumes more food than other places."

"If we can't leave enough food reserves, once there is a food shortage in Yanjing, I'm afraid it will cause chaos."

Liu Ping'an also echoed with everyone: "Yes, yes, we don't have much food in our hands, and what we can donate is actually squeezed out."

Just when everyone was complaining, a young voice spoke abruptly.

His words, with all

People are diametrically opposed.

"If the prince doesn't dislike it, the villain can ask the ancestor for help. My ancestor is the Datong gentry, and he has always taught me that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband. I guess I am willing to lend a helping hand to the imperial court."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's voices froze.

Who's the loser is talking nonsense at this time?

Doesn't this little bastard understand that at this time, food is simply more valuable than gold.

Just send your own food out? Believe it or not, the elders of his family know the news and can break his leg alive?

The idea of these grain merchants is right, Liu Ping'an really wants to break his nephew's leg now.

That's right, it was his nephew Liu Ye who just spoke.

The most fundamental purpose of Liu Ye's visit to Yanjing this time is to take over his class.

In the past few years, Liu Ping'an has been getting older, and his body has gradually become a little unable to support it, so he wants to find a successor in the family.

said that it was a succession, but of course it was not so fast.

At the very least, it will take five to ten years for Liu Ye to slowly become familiar with his own business.

Unexpectedly, it has only been a few months, and Liu Ye has poked out such a big basket.

This kind of business is almost a business related to the future of the entire family.

As long as you can make this money, you can make a family take off directly.

Now, Liu Ye, a loser, actually wants to donate all his own food directly?

Liu Ping'an doubted that if his old man knew the news, he would not be angry and swallowed directly.

What's more, the murderous gaze of the surrounding grain merchants.

If the lake can't get through this time, they will be safe, and I'm afraid they won't want to gain a foothold in Yanjing.

"Lord, my nephew is ......."

Liu Ping'an just wanted to explain, but Zhu Han directly blocked his words: "Oh, then how much grain can you donate to the imperial court?"

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Do something for the people affected by the disaster in Datong."

"Okay!" Zhu Han sighed helplessly: "Since this is the case, the king will not force it."

The grain merchants couldn't believe their ears.

What's the situation?

Is this His Royal Highness such a good talker?

Not really.

Before the king killed corrupt officials, he was not merciless at all.

But this time, why is it so easy to talk?

They just made up two at random, and it seems to be a good reason.

As a result, His Royal Highness believed it so easily?

There was no persecution, no threat, and they were let go so easily.

This process is easy, so that these businessmen have the illusion that they are in a dream.

However, it is also a good thing for them.

With only such a small amount of silver and food, he sent His Royal Highness away.

At the same time, they also let them know the news of the drought in Datong.

The prince of the court, who can force them, personally asked them to borrow food and donate money.

This shows that the disaster in Datong is definitely not small.

They will immediately allocate grain and transport it to Datong.

At a time like this, food is money.

As a result, before their calculation was finished, Zhu Han's voice sounded again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that Datong has been affected, the price of food here in Yanjing will definitely be affected......

Zhou Ziliang and Feng Xueyi's hearts tightened at the same time.

The heart said that it really came.

However, they had already discussed the method before, so they were naturally not afraid at this time.

"Please rest assured." Zhou Ziliang said: "Although we are cheap businessmen, we also know the truth that the current country has a home."

"We will definitely control the price of food, and we will definitely not let the two families rise too much."

These words have the flavor of tai chi.

What Zhou Ziliang said is not that the price will not rise, but that it will not rise too much.

These three words are quite exquisite.

What is excessive. When there is a lot of food, the price is not excessive.

When there is no food, it doubles or triples, which is not too much.

Zhu Han didn't seem to understand the subtext of Zhou Ziliang's words at all.

Instead, he nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then the king will be relieved."

When the merchants heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

His Royal Highness seems to be much better at talking than he seems.

As a result, at this time, I heard Zhu Han say leisurely: "Now Datong is short of grain, and the imperial court transports and sells grain to Datong in order to encourage all merchants."

"This king has decided that from now on, the price of grain in Datong shall not be less than four taels of silver per stone, I don't know what you think?"

With a buzz, the eyes of all the grain merchants were all red.

Four taels of silver!?

One stone!?