Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 14 Under the ground, there is hell

Beijing.

Hu Weiyong discovered that they were not the only ones grabbing refined salt on the black market, but he didn't pay too much attention.

We can't expect them to be the only smart people in the world.

Besides, there is endless money in this world.

They just need to ensure that they can capture the majority of the benefits.

In fact, Yang Xian's family was the only one selling refined salt on the black market from beginning to end.

Yang Xian, who was far away in Yangzhou, looked at the secret letter from Zhu Biao in his hand, and his smile became brighter.

In this wave, I don’t know how many unlucky people will be trapped.

How happily they laugh now, how miserable they will cry then.

This thing is much easier than ransacking a house.

According to the situation in Zhu Biao's letter, Yang Xian began to reply.

Nowadays, the price of snowflake salt on the black market in Beijing has been as high as 12 taels per catty. However, if it is sold at the highest price, the market digestion speed has obviously begun to slow down.

Yang Xian asked Zhu Biao to start dumping the second batch of snowflake salt at a price slightly lower than the market price, accelerating the expansion of the bubble.

Sure enough, as soon as this batch of "low-priced" snowflake salt appeared, it was immediately eaten up by everyone on the market.

At this point in time, no one would believe that the price of Yangzhou snowflake salt would fall.

The reason is very simple.

Things are rare and valuable, and in their opinion, snowflake salt of this quality will become increasingly rare.

Unless a new snowflake salt mine is discovered, this is the first time in Yangzhou’s history.

The probability of discovering a new mine is slim.

just soon.

Some smart people started to realize something was wrong.

Prime Minister.

Hu Weiyong looked at Li Shanchang with a somewhat uneasy expression.

Li Shanchang's face was as dark as water, and he said in a deep voice: "You said that the amount of snowflake salt on the market is still increasing?"

Hu Weiyong stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and carefully replied: "According to estimates, the goods we received are close to the total of the batch of snowflake salt sold in Yangzhou."

There must be something wrong here!

Could it be that except for them, everyone else is short-sighted and stupid, selling snowflakes that are bound to rise in the future?
Are they all stupid?

When you are the only smart person in the world, you should think about whether you are actually the stupid one.

Li Shanchang finally came to his senses at this time and smelled the dangerous smell.

Looking back, many of them are obviously inconsistent.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, the big hand behind the network that could manipulate everyone with applause and cover the entire capital through the salt industry.

When he thought of the worst outcome, Li Shanchang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, Prime Minister!"

Hu Weiyong shouted several times, and then Li Shanchang realized that his whole body, hands and feet were cold.

"Quick, quick!"

"Quick what?"

"Quickly sell all the Yangzhou snow salt we have hoarded." Li Shanchang said with excitement, his whole body trembling.

"Quick! What are you doing standing still here? It will be too late!"

People like Li Shanchang who are prophetic are still in the minority after all.

But as the snowflake salt in their hands began to flow into the market.

There were suddenly so many sources of goods on the black market, and even the stupidest person could sense that something was wrong.

They discovered a terrifying thing, that is, no matter how much they buy, new sources of goods will appear immediately.Didn’t it say that the quantity of Yangzhou snowflake salt is limited?
Why does it seem endless now?

Faced with this situation, the domestic slaves and businessmen responsible for the acquisition suddenly lost their minds and reported to their masters one after another.

"Sell it!"

"Sell it!"

“Sell all these Yangzhou snowflake salts!”

After hearing the news, these noble ministers all looked pale, and even their lips were trembling when they spoke.

This scene happened simultaneously in the palaces of various princes and nobles in the capital.

As more and more people join the team of selling Yangzhou snowflake salt, the price of snowflake salt on the black market, just like its name, has experienced a big avalanche!

Ten taels, eight taels, five taels.
One or two!
However, in just a few days, the price of salt has dropped tenfold, reaching the original price of the best snowflake salt, and most people in Yangzhou at that time bought it at a high price.

Therefore, even if they sell it for one tael of silver, they will already lose no more money.

And most importantly, the price continues to plummet.

It's as if you can't see the bottom at all.

On the second day, early morning.

Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at the civil and military officials of the dynasty, all of whom looked like they were mourning for their heirs, and felt particularly comfortable.

There were very few officials in the entire court who were not affected by this wave of salt prices at all.

Most people are involved, more or less.

Therefore, standing among the ministers, Liu Bowen, who looked calm, stood out.

"Shanchang, you don't look well, are you sick?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Li Shanchang with a half-smile and said. "Are you too tired from the work of the Ministry of Education? Should you send an imperial doctor to your house to see if you get sick from overwork?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'll be fine." Li Shanchang came out of the queue and bowed back. "My complexion is not good, probably because I didn't sleep well last night. The cicadas chirping in the yard were too noisy."

"I think not only are they good, but many ministers look very bad today. Is it all because of the cicadas?"

"Your Majesty, yes." All the ministers came out and replied in unison.

"It's the same in the palace. When summer comes, the cicadas keep chirping." Zhu Yuanzhang slapped his thigh and said with a smile. "But we are different from Shanchang. We think the chirping of cicadas sounds particularly festive. I have slept very soundly these days. I think Bowen looks very good. It seems that Bowen must be the same as us and like it." People who listen to cicadas.”

The king and his ministers all know each other well.

It's just that I didn't break through the layer of paper.

Some things don't weigh two ounces on the scale, and they won't be able to stop even if they weigh a thousand kilograms on the scale.

"In this case, if there is nothing else important today, then we should leave the court early and all ministers go back and have a good rest."

Having said this, the smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face suddenly disappeared. He stared down at the civil and military ministers of the court and said, "I don't want to see you all like this again in the morning next time!"

After saying that, he stood up and left without looking back.

Wait until Zhu Yuanzhang leaves.

These ministers could no longer stand and rushed home in a hurry.

Just such an early morning effort.

The price of Yangzhou snowflake salt fell by half again.

Now there are only 500 articles left!

And it can’t be sold at all!

Ordinary people don't know how to use it, and they can't afford this top-quality snowflake salt.

However, for ordinary wealthy households and dignitaries, their own homes are already full.

Salt cannot be eaten as food, so it cannot be consumed quickly.

It is foreseeable that this 500 yuan is far from the bottom.

Under the earth, there is hell.

(End of this chapter)