The Rise of Ming Dynasty 1646

Chapter 257 Foresight
"You said that the official storehouse is selling grain?" Lu Yuanhou frowned and wondered, "The little grain they have is not even enough for disaster relief, so why sell it?"

He thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, he waved his hands and told Lu Tichao, "Go, invite your Uncle Liu here."

"Yes, Dad."

A moment later, a thin man who was nearly forty years old came with Lu Tichao. It was Liu Cheng, the chief accountant of Luji Silk and Satin Co., Ltd.

He entered the house, and first bowed to Lu Yuanhou, "Boss, are you looking for me?"

When Lu Yuanhou talked about the sale of grain in the official warehouse, Liu Cheng rubbed his chin and squinted his eyes and said, "Boss, from the perspective of a villain, this may be someone in the government who wants to take advantage of the high price of grain to sell official grain to fill his own pockets." .”

Lu Tingchao said anxiously: "Uncle Liu, that dog official sells it cheaper than ours! In this way, everyone will go to buy his grain, not to mention, they will think that the grain and rice hegemony will not be able to continue. What is the price of this grain?" Can it continue to rise?"

The dominance he mentioned means to monopolize the supply of goods and control the market price.

Liu Cheng nodded and said: "What the Shaodong family said is reasonable. However, there is not much grain stored in the official warehouse. Since I just want to take it out to make a fortune, I will not sell the official warehouse empty. Therefore, the grain and rice that flow out are not sure. It would be too much."

He cupped his hands at Lu Yuanhou and said, "Boss, since we want to dominate the market, we shouldn't let people have other ways to buy grain. Otherwise, it will be extremely detrimental to the increase in grain prices.

"The villain suggests that you should buy all the grain sold in the official warehouse, so as to prevent future troubles!"

Lu Yuanhou had always relied on Liu Cheng as a think tank. Hearing what he said, he was also planning in his mind. He bought the grain and rice in the official warehouse at a price of one stone and nine taels, and could sell it for more than ten taels.Steady profit without loss can also make your own dominance stable.

He immediately nodded and said: "Then buy all the official rations." Seeing that Lu Jinchao turned around and was about to go out, he hurriedly stopped him, "Be careful. Remember, we must not let our people show up. By the way, you Go find the old knife handle in Sanli Street and ask him to take someone to buy grain."

The old knife handle is a well-known gangster in Nanjing City, Lu Binchao hurriedly nodded and said: "Father, I can save it."

The next morning.

A manager of Lu Ji Silk and Satin Co. knocked lightly on the door of Lu Yuanhou's house and said, "Master, the official storehouse has opened to sell rice again."

Lu Baochao went out to buy official grain yesterday, and hadn't reported any results until now, so Lu Yuanhou ordered the steward to check the situation of the official warehouse, but he was still buying grain!
Lu Yuanhou was troubled for a while, and ordered: "Go and get me back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his son's voice from outside the house, "Father, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?" Lu Yuanhou said with a serious face, "I asked you to buy official food, where did you go yesterday?"

"Father, I collected more than 6000 stones of official grain yesterday." Lu Bao said out of breath, "but the official warehouses are still producing grain. It is reported that the government has also added two more stones to the south of the city and Chongling County today." At the grain store, anyone can buy it."

"What? Did you buy six thousand shi?" Lu Yuanhou was taken aback. At the price of one stone, nine taels, six thousand shi was 4000 taels!How dare Guancang sell it so openly?

He hurriedly called Liu Cheng, and the latter seemed to be very puzzled, thinking about it, when he heard that a manager came to report in a panic, "Master, the price of the official storehouse has just been reduced, and now a stone of brown rice is only selling for [-] yuan."

Don't the government care about the life and death of the victims?Liu Cheng hurriedly asked: "Can the porridge sheds for disaster relief inside and outside the city return the porridge? Is the relief food for the villages still distributed as usual?"

"Going back to the big account, I haven't heard of any chaos in the city, so it should be the same as before."

"These dog officials! I don't believe how much grain there is in the official warehouse." Lu Yuanhou was furious. Yesterday it was [-] taels, today it is [-] taels. If this continues, the price of grain will fall.

He pointed at Lu Zhichao and said, "Go, continue to collect until all the official warehouses are collected!"

"Yes, Dad."

Only the disaster victims in Nanjing, Longxi and other places know that there are two unusual things in today's relief food—potatoes and sweet potatoes.However, it would be good to have a stutter under a catastrophe, better than eating bark and grass roots, not to mention the taste of this food is not bad.

Lu Yuanhou received nearly [-] shi of official grain for five days in a row, but the price of grain on the market dropped all the way to six taels or six kuai. Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

"Didn't it mean that the official storehouse doesn't have much stored grain?" He glared at Liu Cheng angrily, "The government is distributing grain for disaster relief, but there is still surplus grain for sale on the other side?!"

Liu Cheng trembled in fright, bowed his head in thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Master, the government must be trying to support it.

"Let's persevere, I believe that the official warehouse will be sold out soon!"

"Persist?" Lu Yuanhou raised his head and heaved a sigh of relief. He spent a total of more than 20 taels to buy out the official warehouse in the past few days, and almost returned all the money he earned a while ago.

Right now, he only has 3 to [-] taels of cash left in his hand. If he wants to continue to dominate the market, he must raise additional money.

He was hesitating, when he saw Menzi trotting towards him, handing a note into his hand, "Master, this is from Mao Tong's residence."

Lu Yuanhou hurriedly unfolded the note to see that there were only five small characters on it—forty-seven thousand stones.

He was ecstatic in his heart, this Mao Tong sentence was indeed not a bragging.These few words on the paper were the total amount of grain stored by the government. For these few words, he stuffed Nanjing Tong Judge Mao with no less than 2000 taels of silver.

Lu Yuanhou bowed his head and calculated, he collected [-] shi in the past few days, plus food for the victims, it is estimated that there are at most [-] shi left in the official warehouse.

After buying the last 1 stones, no one in the world can stop Lu Yuanhou anymore!

"Eat him up!" He rubbed the note in his palm vigorously, and told Liu Cheng, "Contact Fuji Bank, I want to pay 10 taels of cash!"

"Boss, with such a large number, I'm afraid..."

"I used the old house in Tingzhou and the fertile farmland to pay for it, and I will get the money immediately."

Liu Cheng glanced at him in shock, then cupped his hands and said, "Yes." He immediately rushed to the bank.

Lu Ting's eyes widened to the side, "Father, the ancestral estate...how did this happen?"

"What do you know?" Lu Yuanhou said with confidence, "The government must want us to believe that the official warehouse has enough grain and rice, and finally let him lower the price and sell the grain together.

"As long as I persist for a few more days and wait for the Guancang to sell short, I will raise the price of rice to 20 taels. Right now, the more than [-] taels is just a drop in the bucket."

Another three days later.

Lu Yuanhou was awakened from his dream by his son's excited shout.

"Father, you are really conniving... foresight!" Lu Binchao said excitedly in the outhouse, "The government's rice shop is not open today, and people who buy grain have lined up for miles, and they are complaining!"

Lu Yuanhou jumped up from the bed when he heard the words, squinted his eyes and calculated that he happened to buy 1 shi of grain from the official warehouse these few days.It must be that the official warehouse is empty!
He hurriedly ordered to Lu Tengchao: "Notify all rice shops that from now on, the price of grain will increase by five yuan every day!"

(End of this chapter)