"Futures trading medicinal herbs, who made this proposal?"

After listening to the situation about the purchase of medicinal herbs, the equation can only be ruthless enough.

Taking the ginseng in the three treasures in the white water of Montenegro as an example, the Ming people who control the maritime commercial arteries also talk about eating a little, and the price is also controlled at about 30% of the transaction price, while the Song people have no skin at all, and the less than 30 years old are weeds, more than 30 years and less than 60 years when the distribution, and more than 60 years of treasure ginseng are all at a price of 100 taels, and there is no more.

In the face of oppression through this channel, even if the Jurchens sold all of them to the Ming people, because the Ming people's colleagues who traded with the Jurchens were still trading with Sanhan, and they only wanted to participate in the good news, and they didn't look at it at all for less than thirty years.

The treasure medicine is in hand, but because of the channel, the high price cannot be called, and there is nothing worse than this.

"Sir, do you think someone is doing something behind your back?"

"It's not impossible, there are always some short-sighted people in this world, believe me, from the day Qinggutun made money, there must be flies staring at me!"

Mutton futures, before the end of a cycle, someone fell to the medicinal herbs towards the replication mode.

You say this man is smart, he looks smart.

But if you want to call it stupid, it's really stupid.

The rules of futures trading are easy to set, but the difficulty lies in the implementation and enforcement, the same way, different people to go, the result is completely different.

Mutton is relatively stable in price range, but what about medicinal materials, it involves human life, it is related to health, and the emotional premium is huge.

At the same time, there is also a volume involved, and futures are for large transactions.

Before the large-scale artificial planting of medicinal materials, only the pickers picked and obtained, the channel is single, and there are too many factors affecting luck, how to sign the contract?

The mutton contract is complete, the number is not enough, can it be replenished from other places, is the medicinal herb line?

"There must be flies, but don't dare to stare at Mr. yet!" Xiaohu said with an affirmative face, "Medicinal material futures were proposed by Wanyan Wenqi, and our people have not communicated with each other before." ”

"That's the best!"

The equation didn't go into depth, but said with a smile, "The properties of medicinal materials do not match the attributes of futures, if Jin Guo wants to make a fuss about medicinal materials, it is not impossible, but any matter has a price, and it is like trying to solve the law for no reason, he is just dreaming!" ”

"Add money?"

I thought that the equation would be completely rejected, but I didn't expect it to flash to the asking price, and it really didn't twist Xiaohu's waist.

"The method is mine, what's wrong with the money I want?"

This year, the equation didn't make much money, and what he earned was also invested in logistics, and the workshop was supposed to be an opportunity for him to make money, but it was also given to Lao Pu.

"It's good if there is a way, the Jurchens will withdraw from the army, but there is no money in their pockets, even if the Jurchens want to settle down, they won't be able to settle down for a few years, the Ming Dynasty blew up their seaports, and made it clear that they want to strengthen the alliance with us, and if they don't give the Jurchens a way to make money, the Jin Kingdom will collapse soon!"

All the forces in the north are short of money, don't look at the Liao people who have mastered the Silk Road, but what he earns is also a lot of money, gold, silver and jewelry can't be used for food and drink, and the country can't spend the country's strength and people's power, tea, rice, oil and salt are stripped away, and the Liao people are also fake rich people.

……

"Rubbish!"

Wanyan Wenqi walked into an independent tent alone, looking at the cousin sitting inside, there was no joy on his face, only anger.

The glory of the ancestors was completely defeated by this cousin.

In the future, it is not known how outsiders will laugh at them.

Wanyan who was taken captive, the king who was captured, or the coward who didn't know how to commit suicide after being taken captive.

Thinking that behind the surname Wanyan, this embellishment would be added, Wanyan Wenqi couldn't wait to arrest people to death.

"You thought you would rush back and get back the throne you've always wanted!"

Compared with Wanyan Wenqi's anger, Emperor Wanyan seemed very calm, tasting the barbecue in his hand while talking, meticulous and serious, even if he was in a humble room, he did not lose his demeanor as a king.

"The throne, I want it, and I won't lose the glory of the family!" Wanyan Wenqi gritted his teeth and said, "Abdicate, you are no longer qualified to sit in this position, and I don't have time to continue to rub shoulders with you, the barbarians of Sanhan have overturned the alliance with you, and they will do it at any time!" ”

The northern border is bitter, in addition to the grassland in the north is more bitter, not to mention the land of Sanhan, which is a little more remote than the Xianbei grassland.

In the northern part of Samhan, surrounded by mountains, there is no way to survive except for summer, spring, autumn and winter, when heavy snow falls.

The southern region, which is suitable for habitation, has long and narrow plains, and it has to face storms at sea all the time, either waterlogged or flooded.

The difficult living environment caused the people of Sanhan to be murderous and ruthless, if it weren't for the short and thin physique, Sanhan would have entered Youzhou a long time ago.

"Believe it or not, that covenant has nothing to do with me, whoever I cooperate with, I will not cooperate with the barbarians of Samhan!" Emperor Wanyan said in a deep voice.

Since the day he was snatched away by Randy, he had already lost, and no one would want to watch the person who had already lost his face continue to sit in the position of the lord of the Jin country.

And before he steps down, he wants to put an end to the chaos that is underway.

Pave the way for the new emperor of the Jin Kingdom!

"Is this the time to say that?" Wanyan Wenqi found a place and came down, obviously sensing something.

"It's been a long time since we've sat together like this and talked, and when I imagine my grandfather was still there, it wasn't really good at that time......"

Emperor Wanyan recalled the past, and the scenes of the past seemed to pass by in front of him.

Time passed little by little, and it was getting late.

When the bell ringing in the army, the two brothers came to their senses.

"Time really flies, the Jin Kingdom will be handed over to you in the future, before I leave, Kangtai I will take it away, there is half a hundred civil strife, the Wanyan family should be unified, I really hope that you can take the Wanyan family through the upcoming general battle!" Emperor Wanyan's face was full of melancholy.

An infighting that lasted for nearly forty years not only fascinated their eyes, but also turned into a stumbling block to the development of the Jurchens.

Both parties thought that after settling each other, they would come to take care of everything and put the clan back on the right path.

It's a pity that everything has changed in Kyushu.

"Wu Dynasty, we can't offend, then I will go east, if I have enough time, I will let the clan cross that strait and lead the clan to the island of sunrise!" Wanyan Wenqi seemed to explain, as if he was looking forward to the future for the Jurchens.

On the grassland, the eight kings of Mongolia, one or two Jurchens can still deal with it, I am afraid that the Mongols will put down the controversy and unite with the outside world.

Wu Dynasty, gnawed over, really gnawed, the martial artists only need to drag you, consume you, and the clan will be finished.

Pinch persimmons to pick soft ones, Wanyan Wenqi didn't choose, and the Jurchens didn't have a choice, so they had to choose Sanhan.

No matter how bad the conditions of Sanhan are, people at least learned handicrafts from the Central Plains, and they developed steadily for hundreds of years.