Chapter Twenty-Seven: Sorghum!
"The Wang family, the Jia family has already done it."
"After mortgaging the grain loan in the warehouse, we continued to purchase grain from the market on a large scale, and the price of grain in the market today has risen to three yuan a catty."
"But the Su family and a few others haven't done it yet."
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Hearing the officer's report, the person in charge of economic warfare in the southern Hebei base area couldn't help but shake his head,
For a moment, he didn't know what to say about it.
Mortgage the land to sell grain, and then mortgage the grain to continue selling grain, and the cycle repeats.
Leverage has begun,
And it's been increasing.
Once the price of grain falls and returns to the price of May, this group of landlords will have to go into debt after losing their families.
Not to mention land and grain, I am afraid that even the so-called ancestral houses will be confiscated.
In the early days of this plan, the person in charge of the economic war was actually very uncertain, and the trap was so direct, and the target was directly aimed at the land that the landlords regarded as the lifeblood.
Will these cunning and treacherous landlords really be fooled?
But now that the plan has been implemented,
The reality tells him that
As the great thinker said,
When the profit is high to a certain point, capital loses its brain.
This group of cunning landlords, in the struggle against the army to reduce rent and interest, are cunning and treacherous like old foxes, and the landlords who have repeatedly suffered great losses are stupid and do not look like people with brains.
He dug a pit, threw some silver dollars, and jumped into the pit one by one.
Forward and forward,
Sometimes, before he even tempted further, many landlords took the initiative to jump in.
Like what
The Wang family, the Jia family.
"That old lady Su is really an old fox!"
The person in charge of the economic war scoffed.
"There are brains, but not much."
A staff officer sneered and uttered a famous quote from Grand Master Li.
If you had brains, you wouldn't have hoarded food, and you wouldn't have worked against the troops.
Such an obvious trap jumped into it by itself.
"Let's get started."
The head of economic warfare ordered.
In order to make the remnants of the old and young landlords in the southern Hebei base area willingly hand over the land, they still need a last resort.
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Night.
Liao County.
"This is, sorghum?"
Shen Quan couldn't help but blink his eyes as he looked at the grain to be transported today.
Sorghum is also a grain.
Or a staple food.
But sorghum tastes very astringent, and if you eat too much, you will have some stomach discomfort, and the nutrition is far inferior to rice and white flour, so sorghum is a coarse grain.
Didn't you always use white flour and rice before?
How did it become coarse grains?
"Sixty trucks?"
"Every one is full."
Seeing the number of trucks, Shen Quan couldn't help but blink his eyes again, very surprised.
The troops will soon open up a transportation channel to the Luliangshan base area and the border area.
Although the road could not be built immediately, it was estimated that 30 trucks, 50,000 militiamen, 15 main regiments, and 30,000 mules would be used to transport food and supplies to the border areas.
The goal is to transport 50,000 tons per month.
After all, the Shaanxi-Gansu Border Region is the core of the army, and Kang Da is here, which is also the key to cultivating talents.
The advanced knowledge, advanced military concepts, and management systems that Li Yunlong acquired have now been compiled into teaching materials by Kang Da to train advanced technical personnel for the troops.
To do this, not only a lot of money is needed, but also a lot of resources.
Silver dollars are good to transport,
A few more biplane flights will be able to transport enough silver dollars to prosper the economy of the Shaanxi-Gansu border region.
But food can't,
It can only be transported by land.
Taking into account the loss of transportation, about 100,000 tons of grain need to be consumed every month to transport to the Shaanxi-Gansu border area.
The grain distributed to the base areas in southern Hebei is only 1,000 tons per day.
But sixty trucks at a time, even if you don't count the mule and horse convoys, are nearly 2,000 tons of grain per day.
Is it the cause of sorghum?
Shen Quan pondered.
Although his thoughts did not stop, Shen Quan's movements in his hands did not stop, and after arranging the loading, he immediately set off with the transport team.
With the reinforcement of roads and bridges, it is no longer a problem to pass a fleet of 60 trucks.
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"Sorghum is a coarse grain."
"It has a poor taste and is not suitable for long-term use from a health point of view."
"Therefore, one pound of fine grain can be exchanged for ten pounds of coarse grain."
After repeating the description of sorghum in the materials, Li Yunlong's tone was triumphant:
"We only need to separate 20,000 tons of fine grain and replace it with sorghum to completely solve the problem of food shortage."
After failing to apply to the system again to increase the grain quota, Li Yunlong immediately changed his thinking and replaced fine grains with coarse grains.
"Boss Lu is magnificent!"
Zhao Gang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Although sorghum is a coarse grain, it can be used as a staple food, and its nutritional value is poor, but it is not much worse.
Many poor families rely on sorghum as their staple food.
One for ten,
This is obviously a loophole deliberately left by the independent regiment after 200,000 tons of grain per month, when it cannot continue to be improved.
In the market, the price of sorghum is only half of that of fine grains, and it is still imported fine grains with high-quality packaging.
"Sorghum is good!"
Then Zhao Gang praised sorghum.
Sorghum is a coarse grain with a poor taste, and the demand for this grain is not high in the market, and merchants are reluctant to transport it to other places for sale.
In this way, the price of sorghum can be maintained at a very stable price.
It can enable the people who really need food to get enough food at a low price.
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The next day.
Southern Hebei region, Ze County.
Early in the morning, Wang Yiwu came to the grain sales point in the base area every day to buy grain.
At this time, the grain sales point was already crowded.
Because of the purchase restrictions, each person can only buy five catties of imported fine grain per day, and they must also hold a certificate of identity in the base area to buy grain, and most importantly, one dollar per pound of grain that has not changed.
So the queue for grain purchase is very long, long.
In Wang Yiwu's view, if it weren't for the fact that imported fine grain was the smallest sealed package of five catties, the purchase restriction would be more stringent.
Therefore, he can only squat at the grain sales point, buy those who buy the grain at a price higher than the market price, and then hoard it or sell it to other big merchants.
Or, it was transported in batches to Japanese-controlled areas for sale.
Although the Eighth Route Army strictly inspected the transportation of grain to the Japanese-controlled areas, it also stipulated that residents in the base areas should not violate the regulations if they carried 15 catties or less of grain out of the base areas alone.
This strange policy made Wang Yiwu's businessman instinct feel that something was wrong.
Since it is a tough restriction on grain prices, why is it not illegal to open up fifteen catties per person?
Wouldn't it be better to ban the outflow outright?
It can also better control food prices.
Although a single person is only fifteen pounds,
But when there are more people, the loss of food is not small.
In this way, although the large grain merchants could not make a profit by transporting grain to the Japanese, because of the limit of 15 catties per person, and the high wages of the base area, the long distance to the Japanese-controlled areas, and other factors that were difficult to manage.
It is not cost-effective to hire someone to transport to the Japanese territory.
However, ordinary people can make a profit by reselling grain, so it has also attracted a large number of people in areas controlled by devils to settle down.
He even made bold claims that he would use market means to solve economic problems and create a stable environment for economic development in the future.
In the stable economic development environment, Wang Yiwu really felt that the administrative personnel in the base area were all in strict accordance with the rules and regulations, and it was very convenient for him to do business.
But it also gave many businessmen the opportunity to hoard grain, especially those who were big landowners.
He knows it, and the Eighth Route Army doesn't know about it.
Those big landowners,
Thinking of this, Wang Yiwu's eyes widened suddenly.
Is it intentional?
The Eighth Route Army did it on purpose.
But what is the purpose?
Could it be··
Wang Yiwu, who has been in business for generations, followed his father to the north and south, keenly felt a trace of the possibility behind it.
The Eighth Route Army is fishing?
and
Is this really a team of ordinary people?
When his thoughts came here, Wang Yiwu saw that the handwriting on the blackboard that usually indicated the amount of grain sold today had changed.
Without waiting for the staff of the Eighth Route Army to read, he immediately looked at it carefully.
"Today, 40,000 catties of high-quality bulk sorghum are sold."
"Three cents a pound! Each person is limited to five catties. ”
"Sorghum?"
Wang Yiwu was shocked.
Although sorghum is also a grain, it can be used as a staple food.
However, the reason why the market demand for grain released by the Eighth Route Army was so huge was that the price in the base areas was raised to three yuan and three southern Hebei yuan per catty, and the price in the Japanese-controlled areas was raised to six yuan and one catty in southern Hebei yuan.
The fundamental reason is that the Eighth Route Army released it before, all of which are rice, white flour, cornmeal and other fine grains, which are delicious and easy to digest, and have excellent sealed and waterproof packaging, which can be stored for a long time and are not easy to damage.
In fact, the market price of imported fine grains in bulk is more than one piece lower than that of fine packaging.
Now sorghum · · It's not going to be so popular with the market.
When Wang Yiwu bought a few catties of bulk sorghum, he was even more determined in his heart.
The quality of sorghum is very good, all of which are of the highest grade, but sorghum is a coarse grain, with a poor taste, coupled with bulk packaging, the packaging is not sealed and waterproof, and it is not suitable for long-term storage, which is destined to be not very popular in the market.
But as food, it's really good.
Wang Yiwu also ate sorghum.
Sorghum can feed and give people the strength to work.
"40,000 catties a day."
"Now there are a total of 50 grain sales points in the southern Hebei base area, each 40,000 catties, that is 2 million catties, which is 1,000 tons!"
"Is it really for the benefit of the people?"
Wang Yiwu was a little flustered.
Four million catties of coarse grain can already meet the grain needs of the people in southern Hebei.
In this way,
As a businessman, he has traveled from south to north, and he is accustomed to seeing all kinds of faces of those in power, and Kenaka should be accustomed to it, but what is really for the common people is the first time he has seen it.
And
The business environment here is also really good.
The New Hebei South Dollar, as strong as the silver dollar, has not depreciated since its issuance, and is much better than the fiat currency.
"Do you want to put down roots here?"
A thought popped into his mind.
This army is in chaos, the devil forces, the Central Army of Guozhuan, the Jin Sui Army, and the bandits, it is too dangerous to dry the traveling businessman, and he has also saved some capital now.
Doing a small business in the southern Hebei base area is much more stable than being a traveling businessman. (End of chapter)