Chapter 1112: The One Who Cares About Her the Most
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The first autumn rain in 1568 finally came with the actions of Wang Fang and others.
"How's the embankment on the riverbank?"
"It's all blown up, and there are more than a dozen holes."
"More than 600 catties of gunpowder have all been transported, except for two places that have not been ignited because of the rain, all the others have been blown up."
The mountains in the Qingyang area belong to the Jiuhua Mountain generation, less than 60 miles away from the Yangtze River in a straight line, and there is a famous water town nearby, and close to the Yangtze River, there is also a lake area with a radius of 100 miles.
With such a huge amount of water, once it explodes, the consequences are obvious.
With the news coming one after another, Wang Fang had roughly estimated the location of the flood.
In the nearby uninhabited barren mountains, a total of nearly 100 miles will be flooded, and in several villages near the county seat, more than a dozen villages will also be affected by the flood.
"The order will go down, mobilize 300,000 catties of sweet potatoes from the second crop, and disperse them to the nearby affected villages, but it will be distributed in a month, and now we will wait until the food price crisis has passed."
As early as the time when sweet potatoes began to go on sale, the grain prices in Qingyang County began to encounter a price crisis, and in the case of Wang Fang's increased sales, a full 900,000 catties of sweet potatoes poured into the county seat in just 15 days.
Qingyang County, which has only 80,000 people, faced with a sweet potato amount that exceeds 10 times its own, in just seven days, the grain prices of the county's major grain stores have fallen by more than 30 percent, and it has almost fallen to the level of three cents and one pound last year, when the sea ban was not opened.
"After the notice was issued, the price of grain fell by 40 percent, so they wantonly bought grain in stock, three cents a catty, and asked for as much as they wanted."
As he spoke, he turned his head and asked in the other direction, "How much money do we have?" ”
"Money?"
The lame man beside him was stunned for a moment, and then said: "There are about 1,500 taels of silver deposited, in addition to the money of 900,000 catties of sweet potatoes, some of them are the money from hunting tigers and other wild things before. ”
"Yes, all of them will be used to buy grain, plus sweet potatoes for grain, and strive to hoard 8,000 stone of grain and grass when the news of the flood comes."
As if he was also frightened by the amount in his mouth, Wang Fang continued: "Tell the merchants who help us distribute that you can find them to buy shares, borrow ten taels of silver for every time, and repay him twenty taels after half a year, and use sweet potatoes as collateral." ”
After finishing speaking, as if he was afraid that the funds would not be enough, Wang Fang continued: "If you really can't do it, you can borrow it, usury is fine, in short, before the autumn, you must accumulate an amount of 10,000 stones." ”
After the orders were issued, at the same time, in the direction of the county seat, the previous splash who followed behind Yang Jiu and was injured by Wang Fang stood respectfully in front of a middle-aged man and said, "Gong Li, I'm afraid our grain prices have to be lowered." ”
"What the hell is going on, have you found out?"
"It is said that the big merchants over there in Jinling City have accumulated tens of thousands of stones of sweet potatoes and have nowhere to sell them, so they came to our Qingyang City to sell them."
As he spoke, a teacup was thrown on the ground, and the man roared angrily: "The bullshit can't be sold, they don't want their food prices to drop, otherwise, they can just sell it nearby, why do they want to come to the boundary of my Qingyang City." ”
After scolding, he seemed to calm down: "What about Yang Jiu, let him check, catch one by one, and seal one by one, whoever dares to sell it will seal his shop for me." ”
The cold sweat flowed down: "It's not a shop, it's the farmers in the last few villages, and there are half a child, a full hundred and ten people, carrying a basket every day, ten cents a basket, just like giving it away for nothing." ”
"In addition, the ninth master went out of the city a few days ago, saying that he had discovered the whereabouts of those people half a year ago and took dozens of people out of the city."
It seemed that he was angry, and scolded several times angrily: "What about the officials, catch them quickly, let them go, and check the ones who carry the baskets, and if they are found and arrested, they will all be thrown into prison for me." ”
Popi didn't dare to tell him that there were not only 100 people, but hundreds of people carrying baskets on their backs every day to distribute in the county, otherwise, the middle-aged people in front of him would definitely be angry to death, so he could only say helplessly:
"The officials went to investigate the case, and within half a month, there were three lives in a row, and they were all people related to us, and the king thought that someone was planning to attack us, so he sent the officials to investigate the case."
The atmosphere suddenly calmed down, and the man breathed a few sighs of relief and said, "You say, will this matter have anything to do with He Laosan?" ”
It seemed to be organizing his own language, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "It shouldn't be related, if He Laosan came back, according to his temper, he would have done it a long time ago, and it would be impossible to endure it until now." ”
As if hit by a series of incidents, the middle-aged man waved his hand and said: "Forget it, reduce the price, I've been saving it for a year, and I was going to wait for the price to rise when the green and yellow are not available, but at the moment, it seems that I can recover as many losses as I can." ”
The autumn grain is about to come down, and not selling it now means that it will be stored for another year, and with enough sweet potatoes, I don't know how far the grain price will fall next year.
Without telling the other party, it was impossible to recover the loss, and after saluting respectfully, he turned around and left.
On the other end, after Wang Fang dispersed everyone, he quietly pondered and began to calculate the loopholes in his plan.
This is a huge plan, starting from the spring of last year, a whole year and a half of preparation, from the first step to give candy to the children in the village to attract people's hearts, until now, there are more than ten available candidates around me.
If we add the seeds being investigated, there are already nearly 100 candidates.
"By the way, Yang Jiu, how are they?"
He Yongding, who was in charge of clearing the accounts on the side, nodded and said, "I was led away by Yang Shiyi three days ago, and after leaving the city, I went straight to our valley. ”
"The dam was blown open two days ago, and now they should have been drowned in the flood."
As if he was not sure of his words, He Yongding added: "Even if they don't drown, they will be trapped by the flood, and at the moment, the thirty miles near the valley have all been washed away by the flood, and they can only be trapped on a mountain somewhere at most, waiting for the flood to recede." ”
After nodding, he seemed to agree with He Yongding's statement, as early as half a month ago, Wang Fang began to plan how to transfer Yang Jiu and the others out of the city.
If it is said that the purpose of killing the old clan scribe and others related to the government is to drag down the officials, then the risk of letting Yang Shiyi show up in the county seat is to transfer Yang Jiu.
The younger brother was arrested, he was injured, more than ten beggars were picked up, the other party still had muskets in his hands, Yang Jiu took away most of the ruffians in the county, and the officials took away most of the arresters in the county.
If it were normal times, Wang Fang would not dare to guarantee the success of his plan, and now, without the two major obstacles, there is no reason not to succeed.
After carefully thinking about the plan in his mind, and finding that there were not too many loopholes, Wang Fang finally relaxed, sat on the grass under him, and fell into a deep sleep.
For a year and a half, he was tired and sleepy, and this was the first time he had applied his knowledge on a large scale in ancient times, and the results were already evident.
There will be some people killed, some people will starve, some people will make money, and some people will lose money.
In addition, more than a dozen villages, including the surrounding mountains and forests, were plagued by floods, and tens of thousands of acres of fields were flooded.
It's hard to imagine what he did, but he's sure he did.