Bachelor

Chapter 161 This is a bit strange

This is the tenth day of the opening of Ping's Bank. It is located in Ping's Bank in Wuliangda Hutong. The first month of Zhengde's 16th year is coming to an end.It was noon, and there were still snowflakes falling in the sky. It was silent, but it weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a heavy weight.

There are three people in the room, Ping Qiuli is sitting upright in the main seat, next to him is a middle-aged man in official uniform, this man is the teacher Changqing of Taichang Temple, and on the right hand side is a friendly merchant .

The three of them didn't speak, probably because of the cold weather, they were all holding a teacup in their hands, wisps of hot air rose from the cup, adding a touch of tranquility.

"Qiuli, this matter is a bit weird, have you checked it out?" the merchant-looking man asked timidly.

The person who spoke was a businessman with the surname Shi among the three surnames of Jin merchants in Shanxi. He was about sixty years old, with white hair and a round, friendly face.

Hearing the tone of the businessman surnamed Shi's words was a little bit bad, Ping Qiuli was a little annoyed: "It's just a lowly businessman. If you miss me Ping Qiu on weekdays, even if I say one more word to you, it can be regarded as giving you face." .If it weren't for the fact that the prince is useful to you old Xier, I wouldn't bother to explain to you?Now he is staring at his nose and face, turning his back on customers, and pointing fingers at the bank's affairs?In the future, when the prince's affairs are completed, I will try my best to tidy up you guys.

Even though he thought so in his heart, Ping Qiuli still smiled and replied softly: "Don't worry Shi Weng, it's not a big deal. This matter is really troublesome for you. It's the New Year's Eve, so you can't go back to your hometown in Shanxi During the Chinese New Year, Pingqiuli feels a little bit sorry. How about we find a time tomorrow to invite all Shanxi merchants to get together?"

When the businessman surnamed Shi saw Ping Qiuli gossip about him, he became even more anxious: "Qiuli, what all of us Shanxi businessmen want to do when we issue money notes this time is to see if we can make some easy money. But the money It has been five days since the ticket was issued, and the big guys are willing to risk their profits for a year. They put real money and silver in your bank as a reserve, and subscribed for a lot of money tickets. But so many days have passed, but the money tickets have also been issued Quite a lot. It’s strange, so many bills go out, and the market should recognize Ping’s bills. But it’s strange, no one wants the bills we have, whether it’s buying things or paying necessary expenses. People don’t use it at all. Tell me, where did so much money go?”

Ping Qiuli also found it strange that in the past ten days, Ping's bank had issued a total of almost 50 taels of notes, which was far beyond his expectations.At the beginning, the people in Ping's Bank were very excited, thinking that this battle had been won.With the issuance speed of Ping's banknotes, if there is no accident, it only takes one month to circulate in the capital.The next thing is also easy, just wait and count the money.

In the past ten days, Ping Qiuli was so emotional that he didn't go anywhere, and just sat in the bank to coordinate and direct.A large amount of cash poured into the bank like flowing water, which stimulated the eyes of everyone in the bank to turn red.In the past ten days, apart from being busy with the daily affairs of more than a dozen shops in Pingqiu, people also melted the scattered silver collected and cast it into 50 taels of large stiles, and lent the backlog of funds to various shops. Big merchant.After so many days of sleepless nights, his eyes were red, his stomach was sour from drinking too much tea, and he almost wanted to vomit.

At any rate, since yesterday, the money tickets issued by all the branches have finally run out, this matter has finally come to an end, and Ping Qiuli was greatly relieved.No, after a whole night of settlement, he was finally able to unload the heavy burden on his shoulders, and when he was about to take a shower and go to bed, the merchant surnamed Shi rushed to say that there was no money from Ping's bank on the market. Tickets are in circulation.

As far as Ping Qiuli knew, among the 50 taels of money notes issued this time, Shanxi merchants bought 20 taels themselves.So, where did the remaining 30 taels go?

Since this matter is important, Ping Qiuli didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly found Shi Changqing, and the three of them got together to discuss.

When Ping Qiuli heard the businessman surnamed Shi's questioning, he felt even more displeased, his smiling face stiffened just now, and he said flatly: "Shi Weng, you worry too much."

"How can I not be worried, so many bills are gone, the devil will know whose hands are in their hands. If you meet someone with a heart...it will be a big firecracker. You don't know when it will explode?" The businessman surnamed Shi didn't know how to look The person winked, and still yelled reluctantly.

"How do you know it was pinched into the hands of one person?" Shi Changqing snorted, this Shi Weng was too presumptuous, and he didn't care who he was talking to: "Besides, people used money to buy tickets, and he got ours." Money bills, we got his cash, everyone is happy, and it’s normal. You said that there are no money bills in circulation in the market, so we can just print some more and sell them, how many more 10 taels are we going to sell?”

When the businessman surnamed Shi heard Shi Changqing's cold snort, he felt a little scared, and he swallowed the next sentence, not daring to say it again, and he just said in a low voice, "Master...how can you say it again...how is it possible?"

"Why is it impossible?" Shi Changqing was even more displeased.

"It's not impossible to issue more money notes, but the Ping's Bank has been doing vigorously for the past ten days, and it seems that the business is doing well. It is said that it is not difficult to send him another 10 taels. However, so many money notes are sent out. , there is still no shadow on the market. The people in the capital are very cunning, seeing Ping's banknotes issued without even a splash, I already have doubts in my heart, I am afraid no one will buy them." The businessman surnamed Shi sighed: " If your reputation is ruined, it will be very difficult if you want to do business again!"

After one or two or three words of "difficult", the businessman surnamed Shi said again: "Mr. Ping and Mr. Shida are laymen in business, and they can't explain the way of it for a while. For example, the 50 yuan we sent out in the past ten days The silver exchanged for ten thousand taels of banknotes cannot be released to earn interest. You have to keep 10 taels on hand in case someone comes to exchange cash. The [-] taels of reserve funds cannot be moved. They were all transported back to Shanxi to buy goods, and it was impossible to mobilize so much money to issue new tickets for a while."

"If you don't have cash, then don't reserve money, just print money." Ping Qiuli said flatly.

The face of the businessman surnamed Shi changed greatly: "Is this inappropriate?"

Teacher Changqing stared: "Why, do you have any new ideas? You don't even listen to Qiuli. Qiuli is the head of Ping's bank. If you don't listen to him, who else can you listen to?" Teacher Changqing threatened: "You are just a merchant. Once the prince of Qingzhou comes to the capital, it will only be a snap of your fingers to raid your house."

The businessman surnamed Shi had cold sweat on his forehead, and said again and again: "I'm going down now to discuss with everyone and see if we can make up some more."

After speaking, he got up, cupped his hands, and hurried away.

(End of this chapter)