Jia Baoyu's idea is very simple, one is to explode troops, and the other is to stabilize the situation.

It's easy to explode soldiers, as long as you have food and silver, you can recruit as many soldiers as you want.

Stabilizing the situation is difficult, and killing people can solve some of the problems, but not all of them.

Jia Baoyu is not a Manchu Tartar, and he can't do things like the Three Massacres in Jiading and the Ten Days in Yangzhou, even if it is Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, they don't dare to go too far, at most kill the royal family.

If the gentry and merchants are really forced to be in a hurry, and the food, clothing, shelter and transportation in the city are cut off, I am afraid that there will be trouble.

But with food, everything is easy.

Jia Baoyu instructed: "Immediately let Li Gui send someone to take over the shops of these gentry, and open the shops today to do business, so that the people in the city can stabilize their hearts." ”

Shen Lian asked, "Do you want to raise the price of grain?" ”

Jia Baoyu turned his head and pointed at him with his finger and said, "You little comrade, how can you have this kind of thinking, I have to criticize you a few words."

As the saying goes, the people live on food, and if you raise the price of food, how many people in this city will not be able to eat, and how many will starve to death? ”

"Then you mean no price increase." Shen Lian felt that he was terrible.

Jia Baoyu shook his head and said: "The price increase will still rise, but how much it will rise and how it will rise, we still have to study it carefully."

It is necessary to let the people have enough to eat, but not to let them eat too much. As soon as this person is full, he will think about the east and west, which is the so-called full of warmth and lust.

In this way, we will raise the original grain price by 50 percent, and we will first test the water, and if the people think that there is no problem, then they will sell it at this price. ”

"But there are many other grain shops in the city, so what if they don't raise the price?"

Shen Lian felt that he couldn't turn a corner.

Jia Baoyu touched his chin and said: "Don't worry, we will not let the people suffer, in this way, the price of our grain can be lower than those of the grain store, so that the people will come to us to buy grain." ”

"And what if those grain banks take the opportunity to reduce the price?"

Jia Baoyu laughed: "With so much real money, you can't let them get moldy and rusty, if they dare to sell their grain at a lower price than the market price, they will buy all their grain." ”

"As the saying goes, when my neighbor hoards grain, I hoard guns, and my neighbor is my granary."

Dividing the fields, opening grain and restoring public order, every step is carried out in an orderly manner.

After the initial turmoil, the people of Qingxian County finally walked out of their homes.

There is no way, many people only have three days' rations at home, and they have to go hungry if they don't go out.

It's okay for adults to be hungry, but children have to cry when they're hungry, and there are many elderly people in their families, and if they don't come out to buy things, I'm afraid they will starve to death.

Instead of starving to death at home, it's better to go out and try your luck.

Li Zhiwen thinks so.

Li Zhiwen is a native of Qingxian County, his father is a showman, many years of imperial examinations, exhausted the family's money, and he did not take the examination until he died.

Li Zhiwen was worse than his father, he only got into the children's school, and he didn't even get into the school.

I usually make a living by helping people write letters and copying books, but this year I am 28 years old, and I didn't even get a daughter-in-law, but I only kept a gray-haired old lady to live.

Li Zhiwen's wife is nearly 50 years old, and she usually helps people wash clothes, sew and mend to subsidize the family, and her eyes are broken.

A few days ago, Yan Xiaoer attacked Qingxian, and Li Zhiwen and his mother hid at home and did not dare to come out for several days.

It's the seventh day now, and the two have been out of cooking for three days.

It's not that there is no rice, but there is no firewood, the mother and wife ate raw rice for two days, and they really couldn't swallow it, the old lady had indigestion, couldn't pull out the feces, and her stomach was swollen and painful.

Li Zhiwen really had no choice but to come out to buy firewood.

Before going out, Li Zhiwen specially took out a patched dress, and he didn't dare to carry too much silver, only brought some copper coins, so that even if he was robbed by the rogue, he would not feel distressed.

When he went out, Li Zhiwen found that the street was not as chaotic as he thought, and many people had already taken to the street.

There weren't many people, and they were all scared.

Li Zhiwen saw a neighbor and just wanted to speak, but saw the other party hiding his face and leaving.

Li Zhiwen continued to walk forward and came to the market where he used to buy firewood.

The bazaar was deserted, without the bustling bustle of the past, and many of the vendors had changed.

What frightened him even more was that every dozen or so steps in the bazaar, there was a man dressed in black and holding a weapon.

These people don't speak, just like sculptures.

Li Zhiwen came to a small vendor who bought firewood and asked about the price of firewood.

The vendor reported a number, Li Zhiwen frowned, the price had indeed increased a lot, but it was still affordable, so he bargained with the vendor.

The vendor said: "I earn hard money, it's not easy, you can buy it if you want to, if you don't want to buy it, you are too expensive, I am too expensive!"

It's really not possible, you go out of the city to chop wood by yourself, and you don't need money, as long as you can get out! ”

Li Zhiwen heard what he said and asked, "Can't you get out?" ”

The vendor sighed and said: "Now the whole city is under martial law, only allowed to enter, not to go out, my firewood is sent in from outside the city." ”

Li Zhiwen wondered: "Hasn't the Liukou been driven away?" I have heard that it was the officers and soldiers from Tianjin who defeated the Liukou, and since they were officers and soldiers, why didn't the common people go out of the city? ”

The vendor lowered his voice and said, "I don't know if you ask me, but I have heard from many grain sellers that there are still many remnants of gangsters in the city, and there is chaos everywhere, and the officers and soldiers are sending troops to kill them.

These rogues are very cruel, and many big families in the northern city have been poisoned, and they are full of people, and no one is left.

Jia Qianhu from Tianjin was angry, and he said that he must completely exterminate these rogues and give everyone justice. ”

Li Zhiwen instantly felt that this thousand households surnamed Jia were really good, and he was dedicated to the people, so he forgot about the increase in the price of firewood.

He went to the rice shop again.

There is still rice at home, but there is not much left, so while the society is stable, it is better to buy more in case the rogue comes back again.

Li Zhiwen came to the "Qianjia Rice Shop", which often buys rice, and found that the guy in the store was still the same guy, but the shopkeeper had changed, and he seemed to be younger than the guy based on his age.

"Yo, Li Xianggong, do you want to buy rice?"

The guy asked in a pure Tianjin accent.

Li Zhiwen nodded and smiled: "Yes, there is not much rice at home, what is the price of rice now?" ”

The guy smiled and replied: "600 Wen a bucket of rice, 300 Wen a bucket of millet, 250 Wen a bucket of sorghum rice......"

"So expensive?"

Li Zhiwen touched the copper coin in his arms, "I remember the last time I bought rice, the rice was only 400 wen a bucket." ”

The guy smiled and said, "You know that was the last time, what is the situation now?" The luck is broken, the rice in the south can't come in, and the local rice has to be supplied to those old men in the capital, don't think it's expensive, the grain store next door, a bucket of rice will cost you 800 Wen, and there is no counteroffer. ”

Li Zhiwen didn't believe it, went to the next door, looked at the price list on the wall, and sure enough, it was 800 Wen a bucket of rice.