Chapter 220: Getting Rich

Uncle Shitou's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Wen Yan in disbelief.

"Five thousand dan, doesn't that mean..." Uncle Shitou counted on his fingers, "Doesn't that mean five hundred thousand jin of grain?

If it were all miscellaneous grains, sold at fifty cents per catty, that would be twenty-five thousand taels of silver.

If the price of fine rice is 150 wen per catty, it would be 75,000 taels of silver. If each party gets half of it, it would still be 40,000 to 50,000 taels of silver.

This trip is not a loss for us."

Fifty thousand taels of silver might be just a drop in the bucket for big businessmen like Wu Yunzi and Jing Mingmei.

But for ordinary people, it is an astronomical figure.

Some people can't save up a hundred taels of silver even if they work hard all their lives.

However, these foods were originally obtained out of thin air.

Wen Yan would not sell it according to the market price of Jinyang Prefecture.

Uncle Shitou suddenly asked in confusion, "Where did Huo Yaoxing get so much food?"

Wen Yan said: "Let's calculate based on the yield of three dan per mu. Five thousand dan of grain means one thousand seven hundred mu of land.

The Huo family, Marquis of Jinping, was originally a family of nobility, but is now only slightly declining.

The wealth accumulated by several generations is more than ten thousand acres of farmland under his control.

Add to that what Huo Yaoxing collected from nearby, and this little bit of food is nothing to him."

In her previous life, she had briefly taken control of the Huo family's inner house.

The public land alone is more than 8,000 acres, not to mention the land owned by the marquis, his wife, the old lady, the prince, and the illegitimate sons.

Not to mention Jing Mingmei, who faked her death and fled back to Shu, hiding her identity.

Wen Yan had seen the list of the dowry she left behind.

Not counting the number of shops and businesses, there are more than 30,000 acres of farmland and farms across the country.

This time, Huo Yaoxing must have been involved with other members of the Huo family.

The more people he pulled, the more excited Wen Yan became.

"Uncle Shitou, release the pigeon, and then ask Uncle Lin and Uncle Tian to come to the meeting room to discuss this matter."

"Okay, miss." Uncle Shitou held the pigeon and jumped onto the courtyard wall. He disappeared in a short while.

A quarter of an hour later, the three uncles and Pearl came to the meeting room.

Wen Yan prepared tea and snacks for everyone to eat and chat.

Uncle Lin was a mature and prudent man, and even he couldn't help but get excited at this moment: "Is there really 5,000 dan of grain?"

Wen Yan nodded: "That's what the secret letter said. They are already on the way, but they will arrive in three batches. The time interval between them should not exceed five days."

Uncle Lin slammed his fist on the table and said excitedly, "Great! Five thousand dan of grain can make a lot of money and save a lot of victims."

Uncle Tian: "We've been keeping an eye on it day and night, even without eating or sleeping well, but it's finally not in vain."

“There’s plenty of food, but how are we going to get it?

"Five thousand koku, whether it's transporting it out or storing it in the warehouse, is a big challenge."

So much grain would be conspicuous no matter where it is transported.

Huo Yaoxing suffered heavy losses overnight, and he will definitely send someone to investigate in detail.

If he noticed any clues, he would quickly trace it back to her.

By then, all his plans will no longer be hidden.

"What should we do?" Pei'er frowned, as if she had encountered a world problem.

Wen Yan looked at the three uncles: "Do you have any good ideas?"

The three uncles frowned together, as if they were about to tie a knot.

There is nothing wrong with asking them to transport grain and carry grain bags.

Isn't it difficult for them to think of such a brain-consuming thing?

"Fortunately, they are not delivered all at once, so the pressure on us to transfer the food will be much less."

Wen Yan and the others discussed until dawn but still couldn't come to a definite conclusion.

Seeing the sky turning pale outside the window, Wen Yan lay on the table and sighed, "If only Ying Zhilin was here.

He has a sharp mind, and he might come up with some good ideas."

"Food waits for no one, why don't we ask General Meng for help?"

"No." Wen Yan immediately refused, "It absolutely cannot involve the Marquis of Jinping Mansion.

The Meng family is already being watched. If they are involved, once the matter is exposed one day, it will definitely become a handle for others to attack them.

The Meng family can’t clear themselves of this.”

Neither this nor that worked, everyone was silent.

Wen Yan waved her hand and said, "Forget it, the food hasn't arrived yet, I'll think of a solution.

You should keep a close eye on the head of the Xu family and Situ Ming these days.

Those who are not on duty can go back and rest."

Uncle Shitou: "Don't worry, Miss. Even if a mosquito flies past me, I will catch it and check whether it is male or female."

Wen Yan: “…”

There's no need to be that detailed.

After seeing everyone off, Wen Yan leaned on the table and took a nap for quarter of an hour.

After daybreak, she washed up, had a quick breakfast, and went out.

She planned to take a walk around the city, maybe she could come up with some new ideas.

She found that there were many newly opened grain shops in the city.

The government stipulated the daily supply and price for each grain shop.

The only way for the Xu family to quickly sell off Huo Yaoxing’s grain was to keep opening new stores.

They sold grain to help the government alleviate food pressure.

So the government just turned a blind eye.

Therefore.

In Jinyang City, more than a dozen new grain stores appeared within a few days.

After walking around the street for a while, Wen Yan turned and went to the government office.

In order to avoid being seen, she took a shortcut and walked along the street leading to the prison.

Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure at the prison door.

It turned out to be Situ Ming.

He was followed by a middle-aged man who looked wealthy and should be the head of the Xu family.

The two men stuffed a purse into the hands of the jailer at the prison door.

The jailer weighed the bag, opened the corner gate, and let them in: "Hurry up and come back quickly, you only have a quarter of an hour."

It seems that they came for the only son of the Xu family.

Wen Yan remembered it in his heart and continued to walk towards the government office.

This time two new officers were on guard.

After the announcement, Wen Yan was quickly invited in.

The officer led her to the backyard.

I saw that the young leader Yuan had just finished lecturing a group of people.

He saw Wen Yan and waved at her: "These are all picked out by me for you, your new charcoal burning apprentice. Come and take a look and see if you are satisfied."

Wen Yan strode over.

His eyes swept over their faces and hands.

They had dark skin and wore patched clothes.

In addition, there are calluses on the palms of hands, which shows that these people come from poor backgrounds and are down-to-earth and hardworking.

Seeing her careful observation, the young leader Yuan said, "I found them all from the poor families nearby. You teach them, and they will go to other places to teach others."

"You've made a good choice, so just decide on them." Wen Yan had nothing to complain about, so he decided on these people.

Those who were chosen were all secretly happy when they were sure that they were chosen.

Wen Yan whispered to the young leader Yuan, "Can you take me to the prison? I have something urgent to do."