Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 138 Fuliang Check-in Guide
Xia Lin was attracting tourists from all over the world, while Emperor Hong Bao was sitting in the hall, looking extremely anxious.

There has been no effective rainfall along the Yellow River since June last year. Although there is water coming down from the upper reaches, the drought will not occur for thousands of miles. The key point is that although the water in the upper reaches is barely enough for irrigation and drinking, the problem is that large areas of lakes and ponds have dried up, and the area of ​​the Yellow River basin has also shrunk significantly. If there is no rainfall in May and June this year, there will be a locust plague when the beginning of autumn arrives in July.

Locust plague... Such a large-scale locust plague is fatal. Even if we start preparing now, it may be too late to prevent it. We can only think about mobilizing food to supply the victims.

But just yesterday, he had people check the granaries and found that the grain stored along the Yellow River could not sustain a locust plague, and the merchants had apparently smelled the smell last month and began to hoard grain. Nowadays, grain prices have risen to varying degrees in various places. In some non-grain producing areas such as Nanyang, grain prices have skyrocketed three times, and the people are suffering.

The only solution now is to mobilize grain from other places, but Emperor Hong Bao knows that no matter how much grain is mobilized now, it will be like filling a bottomless pit. These grains will be hoarded by wealthy businessmen first, and then sold ten or twenty times when famine breaks out.

However, these unscrupulous merchants had long since learned their lesson and would not be caught hoarding goods at high prices. Usually, they would purchase in small batches with dozens or even hundreds of businesses and individuals under their control. They would even join forces with other merchants in the city to buy out the grain supply.

Therefore, Emperor Hongbao did not have any particularly good plan except pacing back and forth anxiously. He also knew that he was just an average king and did not have so many magic methods to turn stones into gold. At this point, he was hoping that his eldest son Tuoba Jing could sense it and exert force in advance. He really had no other choice in the capital.

Do your best and leave the rest to fate, that's all.

At this moment, there was another letter sent by Xia Lin on the little prince's desk. The little prince sat on the desk and looked at the letter with a frown, while Sai Zhuge next to him also had an expression that did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Mr. Zhu, isn't Xia Daosheng really a human being? In such a dangerous time, he actually sold his pesticides? Instead of...giving them away as gifts?"

Sai Zhuge laughed dryly a few times, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, perhaps Lord Xia has some unspeakable difficulties. After all, His Majesty has just been on a southern tour, and he must have been exhausted in order to receive His Majesty."

The young prince thought it made sense, so he could only sigh and shake his head helplessly: "This guy is good in everything, but he is too smart and immature. He needs more training. Well, since he wants money, I will give him money. If it doesn't work, I will show you how I deal with him."

Having said that, he waved his hand and approved the purchase of 5,000 barrels of pesticides, which were worth 500,000 taels. This money was three years' savings in his palace, and it made his heart ache just thinking about it.

But there was no way. If it wasn't for the purpose of protecting the grain supply to the Yellow River and his position as regent, who would use such a huge sum of money to gamble on something that had never been verified?

The goods were in the Tang family's warehouse in Hangzhou. As soon as the money arrived, the goods began to be sent to the planting areas along the Yellow River. The young prince finally chose Luoyang and Nanyang, two non-grain-producing areas, to complete his plan of surrounding three and missing one.

It is estimated that there will be 100,000 to 200,000 disaster victims in these two places. Thinking of the large number of refugees that will appear, the little prince's head began to ache again.

"Your Highness, please don't worry. Didn't Xia Daosheng say that he could eat those refugees? We can just send them to him when the time comes."

"What if there is no food? Then the refugees will tear Jiangnan Province apart. Who will take care of it?"

Mr. Zhu lowered his head slightly and said, "Whoever promises will handle it. If they can't handle it, then I will handle it."

The young prince sighed, "It can only be done this way. Mr. Zhu, there may be some changes in the court in the near future, and we must be prepared to deal with them. As for the locust plague, I may not be able to arrange it, so I hope Mr. Zhu will take care of it."

"Please rest assured, little prince."

What was Gao Shilian doing at this moment? Of course he would not miss this opportunity. He was frantically purchasing grain from various grain-producing areas. Although the quantity was not large, it had obviously raised the grain prices in various places. What he found most strange was that grain merchants from various places all said in unison that since last summer, many unfamiliar businesses had purchased grain, taking away both old and new grain. Last year was a bumper year, and the new grain was 20% cheaper than in previous years, and the old grain was almost taken away at the disposal price.

In total, at least tens of millions of kilograms of grain were lost, almost clearing out the stocks of grain merchants everywhere. At that time, they only wanted to sell the goods in their hands as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, only a year later, the price of grain had at least doubled compared to last year, and in some places it had even increased fivefold.

This also indirectly led to the fact that Gao Shilian and his group of compradors did not actually receive any grain. After all, the government warehouses could not be touched. When the warehouses were opened for disaster relief and found to be empty, even Gao Shilian would be in trouble.

But now there is no time to find out who is behind the plot. The most important thing now is to buy grain and quietly wait for the great famine to come. Once the famine comes, these cheap grains in hand will be worth more than gold. On one side, people are in panic, while on the other side, people are enjoying peace and prosperity. On one side, people have changed from thick rice to porridge, while on the other side, they are enjoying fish and meat. Fuliang County has now become a popular place for many celebrities and their children to visit. It not only has delicious food and beautiful scenery, but also has intoxicating performances.

However, the travelers who came here didn’t understand why they kept building houses here. There were already groups of houses, but Fuliang still divided the areas one by one and built houses that could accommodate nearly 400,000 to 500,000 people.

This is not the right way to spend money. Why not use the money to help those children in mountainous areas who cannot afford food?

But they are not officials after all, and they cannot control the house building in Fuliang County. Anyway, as long as this place makes them happy, that's all.

The tourists came, listened to the drama, ate Qingsao rice noodles, visited the Imperial Kiln, and rode a boat. But just as they were about to leave, they heard that Fuliang had come up with another dangerous rafting trip. They had to go and try it.

When I looked over, I saw that they were riding a boat along the rapids. It was interesting, so I tried it out. I put on so-called life jackets made of pig bladders and rushed along the boat. It was really exciting, but a little too much. Many girls' clothes were wet by the stream, showing their frivolousness. Fortunately, there was a new town at the downstream exit, where you could buy everything, including clothes, shoes and socks, and even an inn built on the grass. Many people who drifted down simply rested here for two days before leaving.

This place has all kinds of business. As long as you have money, you can buy everything here. Even if you want to do laundry or order food, you can ask the inn's housekeeper to do it for you. You can even book cruise tickets for you. Although the price is a little high, the service is good, it's worth coming here... The guests are extremely satisfied.

After they had experienced this place for a while, they were about to leave when they discovered that a starry sky poetry tour had been launched here. A group of people set up sheepskin tents and lit incense beside the cool and pleasant mountain stream to exchange poetry and songs. There were also singing and fireworks. If they were hungry, they could eat barbecue and if they were thirsty, they could drink rice wine. The registration fee was only five taels of silver per person, and they could experience a romantic experience of three days and two nights.

Fireflies, starry sky, bonfire, barbecue and fine wine, as well as moving poetry and music, oh... these five taels of silver are really worth it. Some love that has been hard to find will most likely come true after this trip. It's so exciting.

After this experience, hey... a new project came. The theater added a performance of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and then the surrounding area immediately launched a Midsummer Fantasy Night theme event. The whole town was hung with colorful lanterns at night, and Persian magic troupes and Indian snake charmers were invited. No one knew which corner would float out a few people dressed as wandering ghosts.

Men don't believe this, but the girls are afraid. When they are scared, they will crawl into the arms of the person next to them. Then they have to hug them and pat them gently, saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'll go buy you a bracelet to calm you down."

After the Fantasy Night is over, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming again, with dragon boat racing, rice dumpling wrapping competition, lantern festival, flying sky lanterns, fireworks display, and poetry conference.

Who would be willing to leave after all this? Anyway, it's been so many days, what's the harm in staying a few more days...

After staying for a few days, it was time to enter the Fuliang Poetry and Prose Rush. This is an event to screen poetry masters, and anyone who thinks he can do it can come. The competition is divided into auditions, semi-finals, top 32, top 16, top 8, resurrection round, promotion round, and championship and runner-up. The judges are all famous poets and talents from all over the country. The person with the highest score from the judges plus the audience vote will advance to the next round, and if he wins the championship, the prize money will be as much as one thousand taels.

But most of the contestants did not come for the one thousand taels. This is a good opportunity to show off in front of the world's talented men and beautiful women. If you don't take this opportunity to show off your talents, you would be doing a disservice to your own talents.

If you want to vote, you need to buy the official voting tickets, one tael of silver for ten votes, which can be used to support your favorite idol talent, which is quite "fair and just".

Just when the audition for the event called "The Best Poetry in the World" had just begun, a boat quietly docked at the pier, and the people who came down from it were none other than Ye Liangchen in casual clothes and Princess Xunyang who had followed him secretly.

"Ye Lang, why did you come to this guy's territory? When I think of that guy's face, I feel choked up."

"Let me massage it for you." Ye Liangchen smiled and was about to reach out to Princess Xunyang's chest.

"You are so frivolous..." Princess Xunyang slapped his hand away and said, "There are so many people here, let's wait until the evening."

Ye Liangchen did not directly answer her question. He just stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the grand and high-end dock, frowning, and muttered softly, "How can it be so prosperous..."

(End of this chapter)