Chapter 636: The Stock Market (2)
"Because of the strange goods, she can't buy tickets!"
Zhao Cai became more and more disgusted, and he was even more distressed, and he couldn't wait to give the driver a fist: "Who doesn't know that the stocks sold by the Huang family are the best way to make money? Only if you are so stupid, you will plan to give away your money, and which of the others is not hiding and trying to buy tickets from others? Don't look at the quotations in the stock market are already several times the original, in fact, they are all pressed by the people of the Ministry of Gold, otherwise the price will have to be repeated." In today's situation, stocks are hard to find without a market. If you really want to sell the tickets of Jubao Zhai, don't say that even if you shout seven taels a piece, there are many sellers who collect tickets. ”
"Seven taels?!"
The coachman's face was stunned, and he was not confident at all.
He is an honest and responsible person, who has lived for half his life, in addition to eating, drinking, and sleeping every day, he is driving his carriage around Chang'an City to carry passengers, and work hard for food and clothing. The stock in his hand was only bought by hearing a customer mention it last month, and he bought it by a ghost. He thought that the ticket he bought with one tael or two silver had risen to four taels, but how could he expect that four taels was just a false price, and someone would collect seven taels?
The price of the stock market has increased sixfold in just two months.
The coachman earned nearly two hundred taels of silver for no reason, which was an astronomical amount to him!
"That's... The coachman was incredulous and slurred: "That... So where do I sell my tickets?"
"Sell?"
Zhao Cai looked at the coachman's eyes with undisguised disdain: "I said that your brains are made of wooden fish, right?"
The driver was puzzled: "How... What's wrong?"
"Tell you so much, feelings are all wind in your ears?"
"I'm listening. ”
"Well, I'm too lazy to ramble with you. If you want to sell it, you don't have to go anywhere, just sell it to me. ”
Zhao Cai's face gradually changed from disdain to formality: "But I can say ugly things in front, you know that I am short of money now, and I can't take out so much silver." But I will give you ten taels of silver as a deposit, and I will give you eight taels of silver for all the tickets in your hand, and I will give the rest of the three hundred and twenty taels in two months' time. And you take the stock of Jubao Zhai first, and you are not afraid that I will take the ticket and run. But there is evidence that after two months, no matter how the stock market rises or falls, even if it is worthless to fall, and it rises to 30 taels, you will have to sell it all to me at the price of 8 taels. Otherwise, not only will I sue the official with the note and ask you to compensate me for my losses, but I will also have to pay Longtang to collect your mother's life!"
"Uh..."
At the end of the words, Zhao Cai said quite seriously and even slightly murderous, and the coachman couldn't help but tremble when he heard it. He didn't doubt that the thin Zhao Cai at the moment would really do something bad when he was forced to do something. After all, cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents, if Jubao Zhai's stock can really rise to dozens of taels of silver, this windfall is enough to make the vast majority of people have bad thoughts.
And the driver was also aware of a problem...
The coachman raised his sleeves and bent his waist, and asked in a whisper: "Zhao Cai, do you think that the stock price of this Jubaozhai can still rise?"
"Heh..."
Zhao Cai smiled and said nothing, quite contemptuous.
The coachman was in a hurry: "Eh, don't you say anything?" ”
Zhao Cai rolled his eyes, gave an idiot expression, and still didn't speak.
Seeing this, the coachman was even more anxious, and couldn't help but put down the reins in his hand, grabbed Zhao Cai's shoulder, and asked, "Zhao Cai, the brothers opened their crotch pants and bowed to them." This matter is about whether my brother can ask for a mother-in-law to inherit the lineage, you must not delay me. If it can't go up, I'll have to sell tickets. ”
Zhao Cai raised his eyebrows and glanced at the coachman, then stretched out his palm and poked it with five fingers, signaling to ask for something.
"Brothers belong to brothers, but the number must be distinct. Give me twenty taels of silver, and I will show you the way. ”
"What? Twenty taels?"
Zhao Cai suddenly opened his mouth and asked for a price.
The coachman was immediately displeased, lowered his throat, and scolded: "I said Zhao Cai, why don't you go and rob it?"
"Heh..."
Zhao Cai grinned disdainfully: "It's up to you whether you give it or not, anyway, the Baihualou tickets in my hand can earn seven or eight hundred taels by selling them casually, and there is no shortage of your chicken pieces." Since you don't want to be glorified and rich, then you can exchange the ticket for money and go back to your hometown to marry a yellow-faced woman for the rest of your life. ”
After that, Zhao Cai didn't want to say more, opened the curtain and held up the oil-paper umbrella, and walked out.
Speaking of which, it is clear that Zhao Cai has a way. Although the driver is not bright, he gradually realizes that it is absolutely stupid to sell the stock in his hand now. Where is he willing to let Zhao Cai go?
"Eh, brother... Brother Cai, don't go, don't go. We have something to say..."
"What else do I have to say to you? The road is on one side of the sky, don't drag me. ”
"Ouch, Brother Cai, it's raining outside hard, don't go, the matter of silver has to be discussed..."
The coachman used both hands and dragged the belt, and finally brought Zhao Cai back to the canopy from the heavy rain outside.
Ignoring the wet rain on his body, the coachman hurriedly took out two stocks with black and red letters on yellow paper from his sleeve, handed them to Zhao Cai with a waist pole, and said with a smile: "Brother Cai, this... I really don't have that much silver, all I can take out are bought stocks a month ago, and the old lady at home is still waiting for this month's dividend to see the doctor. I'll give you two stocks of Jubao Zhai first, right? When you make money later, don't say twenty taels, it's not a problem to give you two hundred silver. What kind of glory and wealth do you have, but you must take my brother with you. ”
"Heh..."
Zhao Cai pretended to laugh disapprovingly, put away the oil-paper umbrella, and gently patted the rain off his shoulders, and finally took the two stocks from the coachman's hand with a disgusted face: "Even if you are still interested, it is not hopeless." ”
Putting the stock in his arms, Zhao Cai brought the words back to the topic, put one hand on the coachman's shoulder, and said: "Jingwei, we are brothers, and I am not afraid to tell you clearly." The stocks sold by the Huang family will not only rise but also rise to the sky. If you think about it, what kind of business of the Huang family is not a lucrative business? They only sell the original price of the stocks, and we can return to the capital in two years at most if we buy the stocks, and then double the profits. If it weren't for the fact that the Huang family had offended the imperial court and were anxious to spread their wealth and virtue to protect themselves, where would they be so kind? The big guy just saw that these points made money and did not lose money, so he only bought but did not sell, and the price in the stock store was coaxed higher and higher. Don't think that Jubao Zhai's stock can be bought for seven taels of silver is very expensive, it is still the gold department behind the pressure. If the Huang family's speed of accumulating wealth and dividends is followed, the ticket you buy for seven taels of silver will be able to get back in five or six years at most. If you don't believe it, just wait and see, in two months, the price of this stock will definitely have to double again, and if you wait until next year, it will be ten or twenty times. ”
"Ten times twenty times..."
Zhao Caikou bloomed lotus and drew a piece of cake casually.
Delicious and sweet, beautiful and lovely, looking at the coachman's eyes with golden light, as if gold everywhere is readily available, I can't help but lift my hands and count them one by one.
"If you can multiply it twenty times, then... Then wouldn't I be able to earn a few thousand taels of silver? Then wouldn't I be able to buy a big house, take a daughter-in-law with a melon seed face, and give birth... Giving birth to ten or eight dolls?"
"Bang Bang..."
Seeing the driver's disfigured face, Zhao Cai couldn't help but feel disdainful again.
He raised his hand and patted the coachman's cheek a little harder, and said contemptuously: "Eh, what are you stupid about? A few thousand taels of silver scared you into such a ghostly appearance, can you still be a little promising?"
“......”
The coachman gradually came back to his senses, trembling and removed Zhao Cai's palm, his eyes were terrified: "Brother Cai, a few thousand taels of silver is not a small amount, this... That's enough for me to live a lifetime, I..."
"That's why you're short-sighted, and you're born with a cheap bone. ”
Zhao Cai couldn't bear to interrupt and said: "You have to pursue a little bit of a life, otherwise what's the difference between it and salted fish? In this world at the moment, what can you do with a few thousand taels of silver? The cheapest flower girl in the Drunken Immortal Building costs ten taels of silver for a night's sleep, and the lowest gambling game is five taels of silver." Your few thousand taels of silver are not enough for two days of other people's expenses. ”
The coachman smiled and waved his hand: "Drunken Immortal Building is a place where big officials go, and I, Lu Jingwei, am not worthy of driving horses for such characters, and I dare not think about it in this life." Brother Cai, we were born with such a poor life, and the thousands of taels of silver that we can earn are all smoked from the ancestral tomb. Go back to your hometown and buy a big house, hire some maids, and live the rest of your life comfortably, and you can do it, don't expect too much else. ”
"You can't say that. ”
Zhao Cai grabbed the palm of the coachman's hand with one palm, and his eyes lit up with a hint of determination: "Life is like a gambling game, and there is a gamble that you don't lose." Who said we were born destined to be cheap and inferior?"
The coachman looked at Zhao Cai's gaze, and was immediately startled by the ruthlessness that he had never seen in his eyes.
The coachman hurriedly persuaded: "Zhao Cai, you don't want to gamble with money again, do you?" My mother said that gambling money is a ruined family, so you must not gamble again. ”
"Bet?heh..."
Zhao Cai disagreed: "Gambling on this thing is far less fast than stocks." ”
Hearing this, the driver suddenly had a lot of spirit: "In addition to receiving dividends, how can stocks get money quickly?"
Salsa...
Zhao Cai secretly looked out along the gap in the curtain canopy, and found that no one paid attention to the movement in the heavy rain. Then he hugged the coachman's shoulders and whispered sneakily: "Of course, it is not fast to receive dividends, but the decimal is afraid of the long plan, and the small profit is afraid of the amount." One ticket is a bonus, and a hundred votes are a hundred dividends, and this is just a small profit, which is not worth mentioning in my eyes. ”
"And what's the big head?" asked the coachman.
Zhao Cai replied in a low voice: "Scalping." ”
"Scalping?" the driver didn't know.
"Hmm. ”
Zhao Caidao: "Judging from my experience in casinos for many years, the stock prices of all the businesses under the Huang family are still only in the emerging stage, and there will definitely be huge room for growth in the next few days." We are betting on the difference here, taking advantage of the fact that the stock is still at a low price and we will sell it all when the stock is raised to a high price of several times or dozens of times after half a year or even a year. At this time, the money we make is not thousands or tens of thousands of silver taels. ”
Zhao Cai once again painted the pie more enticingly, turning the number from thousands to thousands.
But this time, the driver didn't hear much excitement, but was more embarrassed and entangled: "That being said, the problem is that the tide is rising, and everyone has their tickets in their hands, who will sell our tickets?"
"Then it depends on who you buy it from. ”