The Peerless Concubine of the King's Favorite

Chapter 429 The civil strife in North Korea shook the world (3)
After a while, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe came out.

If you look carefully, you will know that this middle-aged man is the one who talked to the young man in the upstairs room before.

He held a gold-painted abacus in his hand, and walked out with a smile on his robe.

"It's shopkeeper Zhang."

"That's right, it's shopkeeper Zhang. The shopkeeper has come forward in person, I'm afraid this matter will not be faked."

After the shopkeeper came out, there was another burst of discussion among the people.

But after only a moment, they fell silent in unison.What everyone is most concerned about is what price the shopkeeper will pay for the settlement.

Shopkeeper Zhang stood on the steps in front of the store, holding the abacus in one hand, and fiddled with the abacus quickly with one hand and two fingers.

Soon, there will be results.

Shopkeeper Zhang flicked the abacus in his hand, and the round beads returned to their original positions.He looked at the big man and said with a smile: "My man, your new rice is of good quality, full of grains, and of high quality. There are 24 dou and seven cents, and I will count you as 25 dou. The total is 250 ren, which is converted into There are also twelve bills of 250 Wen for silver ingots, this is your money, please keep it."

Shopkeeper Zhang said as he took the shiny silver ingot from the waiter from his side, and handed it to the big man with both hands. "Brother, if you still have new rice of this quality at home, you might as well send them over. If the quantity is large, you can raise the price."

"Yo! It's really silver."

"Twelve taels for 25 dou! Enough food and drink for the whole family for half a year."

"This shopkeeper is really easy to talk to, seven points is a fight."

"What do you know, it's called rich and powerful."

"Bah! It's you who I don't understand. What the shopkeeper did was to let this farmer sell some of the grain stored at home, and it was also for us to see."

"Yeah yeah."

"Oh, no matter what. The price of fifty yuan for a bucket of rice is real, and the grain shop has never been short of catties. I have to go home quickly and bring the new rice from home."

"That's right, it's so cheap, if the shopkeeper wakes up and realizes that he's losing money and cancels the high price, where are we going to cry?"

"Walk around, go home and transport food."

When the onlookers saw the big man joyfully holding the silver and putting it carefully into the skirt of his clothes, they couldn't stand still, and ran towards the house at a faster pace while discussing.

The people gradually dispersed, those who had food at home went home to get food one after another, and those who had no food at home also left to tell their relatives and friends the good news of the pie in the sky.

For a while, the people outside the grain shop dispersed like birds and beasts.

The guy with the gong in hand climbed up to the square table again and struck the gong in his hand to attract a new group of people.

Shopkeeper Zhang saw this, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, turned around and entered the shop with a flick of his sleeves.

After a while, there was a knock on the upstairs door.

The man who had been standing by the bed with his hands behind his back raised his hand to close the half-covered window, then turned to look at the door: "Come in."

The door opened, and the person who came in was shopkeeper Zhang.

"Boss, everything is done according to your order." This time, shopkeeper Zhang did not sit down, but stood respectfully by the door and said to the young man.

The young man nodded unrecognizably, and said with a smile: "Here, my boss is only on the surface. You need to know who your real boss is."

"The subordinates know." Shopkeeper Zhang hurriedly restrained his expression, showing more respect.

The young man walked to the round table, lifted his robe and sat down, curled his fingers and tapped on the table a few times: "This time, the master sent a message, asking us to purchase North Korean grain in the shortest possible time. You can roughly guess. This time, the master is going to do something earth-shattering. You and I are lucky to participate, so we should cherish it."

"My subordinates understand that if we want to buy good grain quickly, we can only pay a high price. However, collecting grain at a high price will inevitably make the people doubtful, but as long as someone sees that the grain is indeed harvested at a high price, it will definitely arouse the hearts of the people to take advantage of it. , Selling grain one after another. Several other grain shops can also take advantage of the trend to raise prices, doubling the speed of grain collection. But..." It is not difficult to guess the key point with Zhang Zhang's ingenuity, but he is still a little puzzled.

"But what?" the young man asked.

Shopkeeper Zhang pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't we lose a lot in this way?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed: "Don't worry, our master will never do business at a loss. We can receive grain at a high price, and our master can sell it at a higher price."

On the second day, in the city of Hanze, the major grain stores raised their prices one after another, and the whole city fell into a vortex of frantic grain purchases.This vortex quietly spread to other industries and radiated to various cities when the North Korean court focused its attention on the Han-Chu war.

For a while, North Korea's prices became inflated under the covert and deliberate drive up.

However, these seemingly improved living standards of the people did not attract the attention of North Korean officials who stayed behind at the court.

In fact, they don't understand what economic warfare is at all.

In a short period of time, North Korea's economic context has been secretly controlled by Jiuming Company.It can be said that she can control North Korea's economy as long as she has a clear will.

Letters of information flew from North Korea to South Chu like snowflakes, and finally fell into the hands of Chu Qing, who was recuperating in Xiaoyao Palace with peace of mind.

Lying halfway on the couch, Chu Qing closed her eyes and rested her mind, listening to You He read the information from North Korea one by one.

After reading the last letter, Youhe Xingrong's four maidservants couldn't hide the shock and excitement on their faces.They cast their gazes on Chu Qing one after another, but she remained indifferent, as if she had already expected such an ending.

The master did not speak, and the four servant girls could only watch each other and wait silently.

After a while, Chu Qing finally opened his eyes slowly, and there was still a faint look in them that had just woken up.During these days, she became more and more tired and lethargic.

However, she had already prepared for this phenomenon, and knew that it was a natural thing.

"Finished?" Chu Qing said slowly.

The four servant girls' faces twitched, and only then did they realize that their master fell asleep just listening to it.

You He nodded, and handed the information to Chu Qing: "It's all finished. If the princess is still unclear, can I read it again, please?"

Shaking his head lazily, Chu Qing took the paper and glanced at it casually.

In fact, she roughly predicted the contents of these reports in advance.It doesn't matter whether you listen or not.

Passing the paper back to You He, Chu Qing raised her eyes, her quiet eyes swept over the faces of the four girls, and asked in surprise: "Why are you all looking at me in such surprise?"

(End of this chapter)