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"Then, what should we do?"

Seeing that his son was so useless, Shen Sanguan sighed and said: "Kua'er, I usually ask you to go to the cabinet to learn some things, but you just don't listen.

You spend all your time messing around with a bunch of fair-weather friends, and you don't even answer such a simple question.

I can’t understand.”

Seeing his father blaming him, Shen Kuo quickly said: "My son knows that he is wrong, please give me some advice from my father."

Shen Sanguan said with a straight face: "As a father, let me ask you, why does the price of food change?"

Shen Kuo thought to himself, what kind of problem is this?

My father looks down on me too much.

"To tell you what my father is saying, farmers grow grain and depend on the weather for food.

If God favors it, the price of grain will naturally be lowered when the harvest is good.

If natural disasters continue, and drought and locust plagues follow, there will definitely be no harvest, and we can only rely on storing grain in the warehouse.

The price will naturally go up.”

Seeing his son's complacent look, Shen Sanguan felt even more angry.

"Hmph, let me ask you again, where in this dynasty produces the most food?"

"Of course it's Huguang."

As the son of the leading grain merchant in Southern Zhili, Shen Kuo could still answer such a simple question.

The family often hires fleets to transport grain from Wuchang to Nanzhili for sale.

Transporting food by water consumes very little, but you can earn a lot of price difference once in and out.

Originally, South Zhili was also a grain-producing area, and there was even a saying that Suhu Lake was famous for its cooking.

However, since the Jiajing Dynasty implemented the national policy of converting rice to mulberry trees, many farmlands in Jiangnan, especially Zhejiang and South Zhili, have been converted to mulberry trees.

Although the income brought by planting mulberry trees is high, there is not enough food to eat.

Jiangnan is densely populated, with so many mouths waiting for food, so food can only be obtained from Huguang.

This is why it is said that if Huguang is familiar with it, the world will be sufficient.

Shen Kuo was very satisfied with the answer he gave and waited for his father to praise him.

But Shen Sanguan continued to ask: "How is the price of food in Huguang now?"

"this" Shen Kuo scratched his head a little.

He only knew that Huguang produced the most abundant grain, but he did not know the specific price of grain.

But it shouldn’t be very high.

"The child doesn't know."

Shen Sanguan said coldly: "Now the four prefectures of Xiangyang, De'an, Jingzhou, and Chengtian are in the hands of the Chuangbu white thieves, and they are confronting the imperial army.

There are hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers, and the consumption of military food is huge.

The price of food has increased three times this year.

Times."

Shen Kuo said quickly: "Isn't this a good thing?

The price of food in Huguang has gone up.

It's reasonable for us to follow suit."

This sinking Sanguan is really making me vomit blood.

"You, why are you so stupid?"

Shen Kuo looked aggrieved and muttered: "My son is stupid, please tell me from your father."

Shen Sanguan snorted and said: "Huguang is in a league of its own, and the court cannot control food prices.

But if food prices in Nanjing rise as sharply as in Huguang, the court will open warehouses to release grains to stabilize food prices."

"What's the point?

If the imperial court can't reach Huguang, it will know how to disrupt the market in Southern Zhili."

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Shen Kuo was so angry that he could not help but wave his fists.

"So food prices cannot rise sharply, we can only do it slowly."

Shen Sanguan stroked his beard and said: "Wait a minute, isn't Shandong also fighting a war?

I'm afraid the imperial court's grain reserves are almost ready."

"Then what's the point?

Food prices still can't go up."

"You, you" Shen Sanguan was really going crazy.

"Right now we don't dare to raise prices rashly because the court still has grain in stock.

If we raise the price, the court can open warehouses to stabilize grain prices.

If the court's grain stock is all transferred to Shandong, and we raise prices again, what will the court do to fill the hole?"

Shen Kuo finally understood something, patted his head and said: "Ah, my child, why didn't you think of it?

Father is really good at calculating.

But how did father know that the imperial court's food reserves were about to run out?"

Shen Sanguan said calmly: "It's very simple.

My father has someone in the court.

How can we do this business without anyone in the court watching us?

Look at it, in a month or half a month, the palace granary will bottom out. .

At that time, we can increase the price however we want.”

Shen Kuo was overjoyed when he heard this: "Is there anything I need my son to do now?"

"Collect more food secretly, in the name of different people, and do it more carefully."

Hoarding goods has always been a specialty of merchants.

Of course Shen Sanguan doesn't know this.

But food is an extremely sensitive thing.

You must be careful when hoarding it and never let anyone handle it.

That's why he bought food in the names of different people and hoarded it.

"I will leave this matter to Shopkeeper He, so don't interfere."

Shen Sanguan, the prodigal son, was still not at ease, so after much deliberation, he decided to appoint the chief shopkeeper He Jin to do the job.

Because the food on the market in Nanjing was slowly being drained, the price of food would not fluctuate much during this period, and the court would not easily notice it.

When the food in the imperial warehouse bottomed out, Shen Sanguan was in trouble.

At that time, it was too late for the court to react.

"The rest of the grain merchants in the chamber of commerce should not be notified yet.

The less people know about this matter, the better."

To ensure nothing went wrong, Shen Sanguan decided to go it alone on this matter.

As for those colleagues scolding Shen Sanguan afterward, let them scold him.

Qinhuai River, Meixiang Tower.

At this time, the lanterns had just started to come on, and the melodious singing voice of the singer came from the Meixiang Tower, which enchanted the passers-by.

Hou Fangyu walked to the front of the building in despair.

He looked up and saw what it was if it wasn't Meixiang Building.

Since he left Gao Hongtu's house, his whole body seemed to be deflated, and his sheepskin raft was completely soft.

Father's inability to resurrect is the emperor's intention.

What does it mean that the emperor has his own arrangements?

Could it be that my father will never be able to recover in his lifetime?

Hou Fangyu couldn't accept it, and walked to Meixiang Tower in a daze and subconsciously.

How can I relieve my worries, only Xiangjun.

At this moment, only Li Xiangjun can comfort his injured heart, right?

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Hou Fangyu walked towards Meixiang Tower, but as soon as he entered the building, he was blocked by a man who looked like a turtle.

"Hey, isn't this Mr.

Hou?

Why, Mr.

Hou has free time to come to our Meixiang Building again?"

Hou Fangyu suppressed his anger and said, "I want to see Mr.

Xiang."

"Ah, Mr.

Hou wants to meet Miss Xiangjun, but he has enough money.

Could it be that Miss Xiangjun gave it as a gift?"

The tortoise smiled with a sarcastic look on his face.

Hou Fangyu was furious, pointed at the turtle man and cursed: "You are looking down on people, call your madam out."

The Turtle Master rolled his eyelids and said: "Look at Mr.

Hou's temper.

I was just joking.

Besides, how Mr.

Hou got this money has nothing to do with me.

Just bring the money."

Hou Fangyu's teeth chattered with anger.

He closed his eyes and suppressed the anger.

Only then did he calm down.

He took some silver from his purse and slapped it on Mr.

Turtle's hand.

"That's enough" The turtle man weighed it and said with a smile: "Master Hou, please come quickly, Miss Xiangjun has been waiting for you

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