On the tenth day of the big dive in cloth prices, Chen really showed a fox's tail.

While all the cloth shops were selling at low prices, Chen suddenly turned against the grain and bought cloth at a discounted price, including the silk in all silk mills, almost in one day, all of which fell into Chen's hands.

Suppress the market price first, and then cut leeks back, a proper capital conspiracy, and the appearance is not too ugly!

Silk is the foundation of the cloth industry, and now it has been bought out by the whole city of Chen, and only relying on the amount of silk reeling of Shen's own family, it is impossible to weave a hundred pieces of cloth a day.

Cutting off people's financial means is equivalent to killing their parents, and it is indeed too unkind to do business like this.

In the evening, a family feast.

"Wenjun, I didn't see you eat last night, and I won't eat tonight, is there any?" The mother-in-law sandwiched a piece of braised pork into Shen Wenjun's bowl.

Shen Wenjun poked the rice with chopsticks, "I'm worried that our business can't go on!" ”

The mother-in-law said: "Oh, if you don't do it, you won't do it, one of your daughters is showing up outside, I don't agree with it, now the world is so chaotic, just withdraw from the market and close the door, give me a grandchild, and teach my husband and children at home is better than anything else." ”

"Mother! You are here again, how many times have you said that you can't lose your ancestral business," Shen Wenjun turned his eager gaze to his father-in-law: "Dad, can you say something too?"

"You young people are just anxious, and there are many winds and waves in the business world, where can you encounter a little bumpy and die or live, and you don't think about tea and dinner?" The old man held the wine glass, his expression was calm, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, it won't be long before the price of cloth will rise back." ”

After all, it is an old man who has been a businessman for decades, and the mystery here is not uncommon to see through at a glance.

"Listening to your tone Father-in-law, do you know the purpose of the Chen family?" Song Che asked.

The old man said softly: "Most of them are going to pay tribute." ”

In layman's terms, it is the protection fee paid by the weaker side to the stronger side in order to avoid war and peace.

Silk, gold and silver, salt, iron, tea, and even women are all in the category of "New Year's coins".

The old man said: "There are people in the court of the Chen family, and they must have heard some rumors, so they will hoard silk on a large scale, and the cloth that has been paid tribute in the past is not hindered by the purchase of these two places in Shu and Jiangnan, and this time most of them are coming to Jiangnan." ”

Shen Wenjun's eyes lit up: "In this way, doesn't our family also have a chance to eat a mouthful of imperial grain?" ”

"What qualifications do we have to grab this imperial ration with the Chen family?" The old man said in an accentuated tone, "There are people in the court, if there is really a business that has been taken one step earlier, how can it be our turn?" ”

The old man poured himself a glass of wine, poured his head into his mouth, bowed his head and sighed: "It's only to blame my Shen family for withering, if you can occupy a person in the court, even if it is a small official with a sesame mung bean, the business route will be much easier." ”

Although this remark was not named, the spearhead was nakedly pointed at Shen Wenjun.

The fact that there is no man in the family is lingering in the hearts of the father-in-law.

Song Che didn't feel good in his heart, the old man didn't regard him as his heir in his heart, who called him surnamed Song and not Shen?

"I'm full." Shen Wenjun threw down his chopsticks and fled the dining room as always.

"The surname is Shen, look at you, you your daughter again!" The mother-in-law glared.

"You don't have to talk about me, it's you who urge her to have children all day long!" The old man is still not to be outdone.

Song Che sighed secretly, got off the table with his chopsticks, and chased him out of the dining room.

……

The night is as cool as water, and the breeze sings.

The beautiful woman leaned on the small pavilion alone, looking at the pond and secretly wiping away tears.

It's hateful that it's not a man, it's just a daughter's body that's wrong!

Song Che carried the lantern and leaned against the pillar, smiling and not speaking.

Xu was sad enough, so Shen Wenjun turned his head and pouted and drank: "What are you laughing at!" ”

"Madame really wants to eat this imperial food?" Song Che asked.

Shen Wenjun was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I'm not so rare this imperial grain...... I just want to prove that no one in the Shen family loses, and I don't want to see the Chen villain's ambition. ”

"But let me tell you, the imperial grain is not delicious at all," Song Che said, "Once you deal with the imperial court, you will not only have to face the intrigue of the shopping mall, but also have to bear the deceit of the officialdom." ”

When Song Che came to ancient times, he always reminded himself not to have anything to do with the court - the water of the court, the poison of power, is bottomless, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be drowned, and many pure things, once they are related to power, will subtly deteriorate.

"You don't know the benefits of being an imperial merchant," Shen Wenjun said: "The tax of the imperial merchant is very low, you only need to take three cents to pass the tax, and it is an old coin, a single is hundreds of thousands of silks, which one is not red-eyed?"

The most important thing is that once we do business with the imperial court, our logistics will be clear, and no matter how rampant the bandits are, they will not dare to rob the emperor's goods. ”

"Sounds good," Song Che pursed his lips and asked, "But about the 'Year Coin', but there is a little rumor, and there is no trace of the eight characters." ”

Shen Wenjun said: "The Great Liang Dynasty has always been heavy on literature and light on military force, throughout more than 300 years of history, every time you suffer a loss on the battlefield, you will pay tribute to the enemy country. ”

Song Che smiled and asked, "According to what you say, do you want Daliang to lose?" ”

"I-" Shen Wenjun bit his lip and stopped talking.

Once a war starts, there are often two voices, one is to compromise and the other is to fight to the end.

The imperial court increased taxes in order to enrich the treasury, and to enrich the treasury, either to seek peace and pay tribute, or to recruit troops.

The Great Liang and the Northwest Hu have been fighting for five years, even if the current emperor has no brains, the imperial cabinet cannot be stupid, if the northern Dijon is not stabilized, it is likely to be destroyed by the two sides, but the Great Liang Dynasty did not do this, but sent troops to fight with Dijon, which can only show one thing, the voice of opposition to peace in the court may be greater.

The matter of paying tribute to the New Year's coins is really uncertain.

"For the sake of today, it is better to wait and see what happens, and maintain the business at hand, if Da Liang really intends to pay tribute and sue for peace, it will not be too late to fight for the New Year's currency business at that time," Song Che held Shen Wenjun's jade hand and said with a smile: "Chen Rencai, that idiot, how can he be the opponent of his husband?" ”

Shen Wenjun's eyes flickered, "But now that the silk has been bought out by the Chen family, even if the price of cloth can recover, we have no raw materials to weave." ”

"Hahaha......"

"What are you laughing at?"

"Madame, do you know where the silk comes from?" Song Che asked with a wink.

Shen Wenjun said: "Naturally, it came by reeling silk and peeling off the cocoon. ”

"Where did the cocoon come from?"

"Bought from silkworm farmers."

"That's right, our Jiangnan characteristics are that every household has agricultural mulberry, and there are millions of households in Jiangnan, and no matter how big Chen's appetite is, it is impossible to swallow it all;

Sericulture is divided into two seasons, just spring and summer, silkworm babies can generally form cocoons in 40 days, which shows that the next three months will be the peak period of silkworm raising, and our potential supply can be described as a steady stream;

The Chen family monopolized the silk in Suzhou City, so we went to the countryside to buy it, so that the silkworm farmers did not have to sell it in the city, saving a sum of travel expenses, why not do it? ”

Song Che paused, and then said: "Take a step back, even if we can't receive silkworm cocoons, it's a big deal for us to open a mulberry workshop by ourselves, anyway, there are so many displaced people outside the city, breeding by ourselves, reeling silk by ourselves, and being self-sufficient, who can get stuck in our necks?" ”

"After you said that, my stomach suddenly became a little hungry......" Shen Wenjun rubbed his stomach excitedly.

"You, you can't eat or sleep when you have something on your mind, this habit is unacceptable," Song Che pulled Shen Wenjun up and went out of the pavilion: "It just so happened that Aunt Wang squeezed two pots of milk, went to the kitchen, and cooked milk tea for your husband to drink." ”