Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 304 Revealing the reserve price
She is extremely reluctant to be cruel, and it is not a good thing for her to be hostile to anyone at this time.

But the situation is really unfavorable for her, she can't always hope that the other party will leave a way of life if she sees her good attitude, right?

The guard responded, sent her back to the yamen, and hurriedly informed the yamen servants to go everywhere to notify. Song Yuan shuffled back to the room, his mind suddenly emptied, and he was overwhelmed with exhaustion. Just fall asleep.

She didn't turn on the light after she entered the room, Wei Yan came in quickly to see, saw that she had fallen asleep on the bed, quickly lit a candle and put it a little farther away, then took off her shoes for her, and carried her into bed , when he came out to fetch water with a basin, he was shocked to see Mu Wantang standing in the yard.

"It's so late, isn't Miss Mu still resting?"

Mu Wantang glanced into the room: "Your Highness is asleep?"

"I didn't sleep all night last night, and now I'm fast asleep. I haven't had time to change my clothes yet. This subordinate is about to fetch water and go in." Wei Yan looked into the room and asked tentatively, "Miss, want to go in?"

Mu Wantang was taken aback by the question. Knowing that he had misunderstood, she quickly waved her hands: "No, I just made some supper and wanted to ask His Highness if he would like to eat some. Now that I have rested, that's all. I'll trouble you to take care of it."

After she finished speaking, she hurried away, but her cheeks were completely red because of Wei Yan's words. The next morning, she woke up early again, boiled glutinous japonica rice porridge, and carefully cooked several small dishes. He went to look for Song Yuan, but there was no one in the room.

The guard who was cleaning the house saw her and said: "Miss is late, Your Highness got up before dawn today, so he should be in front at this moment."

"So early?" Mu Wantang felt annoyed, blaming herself for getting up late.

"Miss Mu." Another guard came outside: "Your Highness, please go to the Ming Hall."

Many people have come to the Mingtang of the Yamen, although the time set by Song Yuan has not yet arrived, but all the businessmen who stayed in Zhangye have arrived, and everyone sat together, guessing what the new governor will explain.

When Mu Wantang came in, although they were curious, they didn't keep their eyes on too much, they just arranged for a junior to come over as if the person in charge was too busy.

Mu Wantang found a corner and sat down, looked around and found that Song Yuan was talking to someone outside the side door, holding two brochures in his hand.

The newly emerging sunlight shone on her body, making her look full of vitality, and she could not be seen as tired and lazy.

She came in after a while, and everyone who was whispering quickly shut up and stood up to salute.

"No, let's all sit down." Song Yuan lifted up his robes and sat down first: "Please come here, I have something to discuss. The cotton harvest in the Northwest is about to be harvested. If you come here to share the profit, you probably won't come empty-handed."

She asked too directly, and many people were taken aback, looking at each other and not knowing how to answer?
Is this implying that they give favors?
This is not uncommon, and it is not once or twice to deal with these officials. They will give the benefits they should give, but it is the first time for such a straightforward begging. People can't justify it.

Song Yuan raised his hand to signal them not to think too much, and continued: "It's no secret that there is a shortage of food in the Northwest. If you come to buy cotton, I'm afraid you also plan to exchange food for cotton. If that's the case, I can do business with you. Grain is exchanged for cotton, no matter how outrageously the price of cotton is driven up outside, I can lower the price for you, if there is a lot of grain, you can also pre-order next year's cotton, and the price will not change."

She didn't go around making people guess, but a group of shrewd businessmen didn't know how to deal with it. In the past, when discussing things with other adults, didn't they all have to listen to a bunch of family and country principles and empty words for their sake?
"Everyone can discuss whether this transaction is worth it." Song Yuan's posture was very upright, without any airs: "I just have one request, the price of grain should not exceed double the current market price, if you think about it, you can make a deal." name, and when the grain is shipped and counted, you can get a pair of cards to get the cotton that each should play."

After finishing speaking, she pointed to the official next to her.

Everyone was a little hesitant. They didn't respond immediately, and Song Yuan didn't urge them. This matter was very risky. Once the food harvested at a huge price was shipped all the way to the northwest, but there was no way to earn a considerable profit, the loss would be huge. up.

"My lord." Mu Wantang asked aloud, "My little family grows cotton in the northwest. I have to ask, what is the price of cotton in your heart?"

Song Yuan is business-like, and she naturally is also business-like. It is one thing for the two to have a marriage contract, but it is another thing to talk about interests.

Knowing that her family grows cotton, the merchants in the house couldn't sit still. Most of the cotton in the northwest was planted by the imperial court, and the imperial court also arranged for it after the harvest, but the cotton grown by the family can be disposed of by itself after taxation is removed. For a while, many people were staring at Mu Wantang.

"What's your reserve price?" Song Yuan asked back, just listen to the fake price of 20 taels for a catty of cotton. I have it in my own hands, so there is really no place to cry. Ask Mu Wantang now, so that these merchants can have an idea in their hearts. Even if they hear the false price of 20 taels of silver in a few days, they will not be cheated panicked.

Mu Wantang made some calculations in her heart, which made many people listen nervously. As long as there is a reserve price, they can also calculate the final purchase price in their hearts.

"Judging by the quality of cotton from a small family, the base price of a catty of cotton is six taels of silver." Mu Wantang quoted the price, which is of course not the real base price, and there is still a very high profit in it, in front of so many merchants , She will not show the bottom line, and, for an acre of cotton land, the cotton is divided into different grades, and the prices are of course different.

Six taels is indeed a bit high, but Song Yuan thinks the price is very reasonable. After all, the price can be controlled within 15 taels after going out of the Northwest. This is still worth spending some money for those rich and powerful who follow suit. When the output increases in the coming year, the price will be lower, and the profit of cotton will not be destroyed in a short time.

Others whispered that this price was not unacceptable to them, but if it could be lower, their profits would be even greater.

"Although the reserve price is not too high, I still have to think carefully about it, and you should also think about it carefully. Even if you do business, it must be profitable." Song Yuan kindly reminded that businessmen are shrewd and don't She needs to talk more, but this is a long-term business. If these people are slaughtered, it may affect the future business of Northwest.

They responded one by one, and as soon as Song Yuan left, they all gathered around Mu Wantang to have a detailed talk with her.

(End of this chapter)