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

Chapter 152 Please Die
The means of communication between military camps is to have a large number of carrier pigeons. The emergency communication between cities is very fast, and there is also the military's special 800-mile express delivery. The command and dispatch speed is much faster than that of ordinary grain merchants.

This is a loss for the sake of stock trading, otherwise there would be room for maneuver even a few seconds faster. But even so, it is still quite remarkable. Most of the time, price movements and adjustments can be a day or even two days faster than those of various families and businesses.

With such information asymmetry, grain merchants everywhere quickly went from being caught off guard to being at a loss as to what to do, especially when cheap grain products came on the market. One tael of silver for 1,200 kilograms of starchy food would normally make a dog shake his head to get rid of his worries before eating it, but in a year of disaster, what else could it be but a god-given treasure?

And that’s not all. The ultimate killer is here. A mixture of three thousand kilograms of bran, rice bran and elm bark, worth one tael of silver, is also coming online.

Are these things delicious? Not delicious, but can they be eaten? Of course they can be eaten. Although they are not for human consumption, which is more suitable, a bowl of bark soup or a two-year-old and three-month-old baby from the neighbor's house? It seems that everyone has made up their mind.

Even though this thing doesn't taste good, if you mix it with refined rice or whole grains, it's not that hard to swallow and you can eat it!

As I said, in a year of disaster, as long as there is food to eat, there is no need to worry about the quality of the food.

After this series of combined punches, it took only three days for some small and medium-sized grain traders to be unable to bear it. Looking at the endless official grain convoys, many people had borrowed money to stockpile grain, but now it seemed that the grain could not be sold.

Then they really have no choice but to grit their teeth and redden their eyes and follow the official guide price to quickly consume their inventory. Once they enter this stage, the avalanche has officially begun.

Although large grain traders began to try to control prices, small and medium-sized grain traders who had no risk resistance could not keep up. The selling spree quietly began one night, and grain prices fell sharply within a few days.

In the beginning, the common people could only buy 150 kilograms of wet rice with one tael of silver. Now, one tael of silver can buy more than 700 kilograms of dry millet or 600 kilograms of polished rice. The gap was instantly narrowed.

The most important thing here is those junks that even dogs don’t even look at. Putting these things there tells everyone in the world that the life of a poor person is also a life.

It was not until the fourth day that the situations in various places were summarized in Gao Shilian's hands. He felt his hands trembling as he looked at the information in his hands.

Grain is not valuable, but it is a bulk commodity. Once bulk goods are put into circulation, they can determine the lives and property of countless people. Even Gao's business has suffered an unprecedented impact this time, and those grain merchants, both large and small, have lost tens of millions of taels of silver.

There were knocks on the door of the prime minister's residence, and when the door was opened, the big businessmen from the capital came in. They looked hurried and panicked, and no longer had the look of enjoying using food as bait to lure people as they did a few days ago.

"Gao Xiang, save me!"

Everyone rushed up to him and said the same thing, but what could Gao Shilian do? At the beginning, he advised His Majesty that the court would not interfere with free trade, which meant that no one could be convicted of hoarding goods. At that time, he thought he had won another round, but who knew that this pit was dug by himself.

Now these big grain merchants are almost unable to hold on, and those small merchants may be unable to withstand it either. The only option now is to surrender and sell the grain in their hands before the grain price collapses completely. This is almost equivalent to losing half of the money and making a profit at a loss.

Or you can pool your funds and start a tough battle with the other party. If you win in the end, you can get back your money with interest. If you can't win, then one wrong move will ruin the whole game.

On one side, surrender and lose half, and on the other side, winner takes all, loser get out. Gao Shilian walked around the room for a long time with his hands behind his back before he managed to say, "There must be a demon behind the King of Lin'an!"

But what can we do if we know there is a demon pointing the finger? Now that food prices are facing a widespread collapse, the only card is to ask His Majesty to issue a decree to limit food prices, but if that happens, Gao Shilian will be saying to everyone, "I, Gao Shilian, am a loser and cannot handle a young man. I can only ask the parents to help me." But the problem is that His Majesty may not agree.

So Gao Shilian looked at these grain merchants at this moment, and then chuckled: "I know, I will find a way for you."

The grain merchants left happily, and then Gao Shilian did something. He let Gao's Trading Company get rid of all the grain in their hands, and the price was 10% cheaper than the government grain and Tang's grain.

His Gao family could afford to lose half of it. There was really no need to worry too much about a mere few hundred thousand taels. What made him unhappy was that he, a veteran who had been in business for decades, was so easily tricked by a fledgling regent prince.

"The Gao family has compromised! Gao Shilian has started to sell!"

"Crush him to death!"

Xia Lin waved his hand and said, "Tell him to lower the price of grain to 880 kilograms!"

Seven hundred was enough to make many people worry about their future. When the prices of government grain and Gao family grain both broke the eight mark early the next morning, people realized that this matter might not be so easy to resolve. The grain price was only hanging by a thread from a complete collapse.

At this moment Gao Shilian also discovered that something was wrong. It was obviously aimed at him. If this continued, he would not only lose hundreds of thousands of taels.

"Throw! Throw! Throw! Throw it all away! Press it down to eight hundred and eighty!"

Gao Shilian began to lower the price almost frantically, but at this moment the imperial grain supply suddenly stopped, and the price was fixed at 840 yuan. He also gradually began to close his positions, creating a growth curve.

When the rice market closed in the evening, the closing price was set at 790 kilograms, while Gao Shilian's price was set at 880 kilograms.

For a moment, Gao Shilian became the target of public criticism. After all, his Gao Family Trading Company itself was a weather vane. As a result, both large and small grain merchants instantly understood the secret.

These people cursed Gao Shilian as a beast and sold their stocks in tears. In an instant, the price of grain in the private warehouses fell below 900 yuan.

"Your Highness! Lord Xia! It's over nine hundred!"

Mr. Zhu rushed in through the door. It was already late at night, and his voice pierced the night sky, exceptionally clear.

"Cut their leeks after opening the warehouse this morning!"

Xia Lin's shout decided the outcome.

At daybreak in the morning, the rice price sign was fixed at 930 jin for one tael of silver. Then, 910 trading companies from Jiangnan, in conjunction with nine states and counties, began purchasing rice. All purchases were stopped until the price stabilized at , matching the high point of the bumper year of the previous year.

In this way, the price of grain remained stable at around 10 yuan, and the fluctuation never exceeded kilograms.

When the news came, the entire Lin'an Prince's Villa was in an uproar, and everyone cheered. The young prince slammed his fist on the table: "It's so exciting!"

Xia Lin was sitting there with a bowl of noodles in his hand, his legs crossed, eating and saying, "Your Highness, the fun is not yet about to begin."

"Oh? What else?"

"Listen to the wind singing."

Three days later, in full view of everyone, the owner of the largest private warehouse in Gyeonggi Province jumped off the Zuixian Tower at Jiulongkou in the capital. The ten-foot-high building was covered in blood, and dozens of people died one after another.

If we count them one by one, they were all famous local or foreign grain merchants. Later, the owners of small warehouses also followed suit. In Gyeonggi Province alone, about forty or fifty people died.

How arrogant these people were at the beginning, and the one who threw food downstairs to lure people, actually hung himself in the private room of his own restaurant on a dark and windy night, like a dried chicken, swaying back and forth in the autumn wind.

The situation in Gyeonggi Province was like this, and other places were almost the same. Hundreds of grain merchants, big and small, died. The people had cheap grain in their hands and could eat, but their savings of several decades were reduced to the layer of rice under the water tank in less than ten days.

Many people are in debt. They either hang themselves up, or find a well or a building, or at worst a mountain.

But their families were not so lucky. Those with male children were dragged out and sold as slaves, and those with female children were even more miserable.

The brothel has goods!
They were all young ladies from wealthy families, all of them were fair-skinned and beautiful, and one could have a taste of their beauty for fifty taels of silver.

Influenced by these people, a large number of industries went bankrupt and the enclosed fields naturally entered the stage of redistribution.

The entire business community was in mourning, crying out that the people were living in misery and the country was on the verge of collapse.

But the problem is that the people have enough to eat. Except for those who are really poor and can't even afford to eat, most of the areas that were not so severely affected can be said to have experienced a locust plague that was like a dream.

At the beginning, many people lamented that the vegetable people might reappear on the territory of Wei this year. As we all know, the appearance of vegetable people is a sign of the country's demise, as was the case in the late Jin Dynasty.

But who would have thought that in less than half a month, the situation would take a turn for the better. Hey... the food that had disappeared out of thin air appeared out of thin air again.

But in the end, the rich man turned into frozen bones, which made people feel so refreshed!
After this incident, the young prince became a saint and spoke very loudly in the court. He almost pointed at the Minister of Revenue's nose and scolded him.

"As a minister, you are weak and incompetent, and you don't care about the people at all. It is a shame for the Great Wei to support an official like you! If it weren't for your majesty's foresight, the demise of the Great Wei would be caused by you! Gao... Minister Liu, do you admit your guilt?"

He almost called out Gao Shilian's name, but fortunately he managed to hold his breath in the end. However, there was no difference between scolding the Minister of Revenue and scolding Gao Shilian.

Minister Liu had nothing to say except lying on the ground and crying. Gao Shilian, who was so angry that he vomited blood, stepped forward and said, "The great achievements of Prince Lin'an are truly impressive. He has protected millions of people and the country of Wei with his own strength. I wonder if Prince Lin'an knows how many merchants were harmed by this move. At first glance, nothing happened, but as expected, tax revenue will be reduced in the next ten years, and the hard days of Wei will come."

The young prince sneered, "That's not right, Prime Minister Gao. How come I remember that it's not like that? In the world, the surplus is taken away from the surplus and the deficiency is supplemented. When the east rises, the west falls. This time, many merchants have indeed fallen, but it has also made many merchants rise. The business world is like a battlefield, and the winners eat both sides. I don't need to tell you, Prime Minister, the truth, right?"

Ok?
Gao Shilian raised his head and looked at the young prince, his brows gradually furrowed. This line of speech did not sound like something that their Tuoba Caobao family would say. Could it be that everything he said was directed by the evil person behind the scenes?

Seeing his son about to start a quarrel with the prime minister, Emperor Hongbao pinched his forehead and said, "Since the famine is over, I am relieved. You two should not mention it again. Remove Liu Jinghe, the Minister of Revenue, from his post. After the Ministry of Personnel has discussed it, submit the list of promotions to me. Okay, let's go."

After the court was dismissed, Emperor Hongbao patted the young prince on the shoulder in the study with satisfaction and asked jokingly, "How is this knife? Is it easy to use?"

"He is simply a monster!"

The young prince took a deep breath and reported to Emperor Hongbao in detail what had happened during those days when Xia Lin was commanding this tough battle.

Step by step, game by game, from the silence at the beginning to the deadly moves at the end, the links are linked together in great detail, and just listening to it is enough to make your blood boil.

"Every morning, he would estimate the costs of grain merchants based on the grain prices in various places. If he wanted them to have high costs, then their costs would be high. If he wanted them to take advantage, then they would take advantage. He pulled and tugged, and finally even pulled out the big fish, Gao Shilian. Gao Shilian wanted to withdraw when he saw that things were not going well, but Xia Daosheng grabbed his tail tightly and made him break the last layer of window paper by himself, and then stabbed each of his followers with his own hands."

At this point, the young prince took a deep breath and said, "It's wonderful, really wonderful. I really didn't expect that there was such a fierce game in the business world. The silver that Xia Daosheng moved alone was worth tens of millions of taels! And he could manipulate these tens of millions of taels of silver without moving a penny. Not to mention that he killed those profiteers and lost all his money, his ability to get the other half of the merchants to join the game is already shocking."

"Where did he find so many people to help him leverage the rice market?"

"He just didn't look for them! He said that merchants are profit-driven. As long as they smell blood, these sons of bitches will fight on the table. They just want money. Kill the other half, the silver will fall into the pockets of merchants, and the grain will be on the tables of the people. The only thing the court needs to do is to open the market on time every day." The young prince spread his hands: "These are all the original words of Xia Daosheng. He also said that if the speed of information is faster, he can make ten out of ten grain merchants in the world survive. Now it seems that he was not lying when he said he wanted these people to die. It turns out that this business war is also like a knife."

"Where are the others?" Emperor Hongbao's back was soaked with sweat at this moment. Just listening to the ups and downs just now was shocking enough, so he couldn't help but ask.

"He took the first boat back to Fuliang this morning. He said he still had 200,000 disaster victims to feed."

“Why are there still 200,000 disaster victims even though we have won the war?”

The young prince was also quite helpless: "After all, it was a severe disaster. The people in those places were already poor, and there was no harvest, so they had no choice but to migrate. But Xia Daosheng said that he would feed these 200,000 people, and the court only needed to let these people survive to the local area."

Emperor Hongbao took a deep breath after hearing this: "Two hundred thousand, he supports a county? I know Fuliang is rich, but this is..."

"I don't know about that, but he spoke in a calm and relaxed manner, not seeming to be in any hurry."

(End of this chapter)