Chapter 77 It turns out that the Feng family is hoarding food
As he said this, Luo Xiao's face was full of regret.
He said, "Mother, you really don't know how to do business.
My grandfather took great pains to get so much food, and the travel expenses and labor costs were all expensive, but in the end, he sold it at such a low price.
We should have waited a little longer. Look at the current price of grain... a pound of rice costs between ten and twenty wen..."
How much money will be lost?
Zhu Mingqing glanced at him with a cold expression: "Regret?"
Luo Xiao was very good at observing people's expressions, so his voice became lower and lower, "...No."
It’s a huge loss, okay!
My mother is kind-hearted. If it were him, tsk tsk...
Luo Xiao was fantasizing about the future. He must make a lot of money and earn money from everyone.
Zhu Mingqing certainly knew that grain was a scarce commodity nowadays, and there were bound to be some people maliciously raising the price behind the scenes.
but--
Some things can be done, and some things cannot be done.
"Bao Lu, go check and see if you can find out the supply channels of these grain merchants." She took out ten silver notes of one hundred taels each, indicating that he could help with one or two.
Luo Xiao's eyes widened.
Wen Baolu was also shocked. One thousand taels of silver were used to find out a piece of information?
Isn’t it a bit of a waste?
Zhu Mingqing saw what he was thinking and was afraid that he would be reluctant to part with it, so he solemnly reminded him: "The news is important, not the money."
If it really had something to do with the Feng family, then she had to suspect that the Feng family must have known about the natural disaster a long time ago. Otherwise, how could they explain their massive stockpiling of goods?
And she thought of someone from the Feng family in Beijing.
The original owner’s good friend, Feng Dansi.
They lived in the same alley when they were young and had a very close relationship.
The Feng family also does business, but not just in grain, they also deal in cloth and wine. In short, they are a super wealthy family.
However, after the original owner got married, the two of them no longer had any contact.
So she knew very little about the Feng family.
As the sky gradually darkened, Wen Baolu finally brought back a piece of news.
He gulped down a mouthful of hot tea, and waited until his breathing calmed before saying, "These grains were shipped from Zhending Prefecture in Jizhou. It is said that a merchant named Feng sold them."
Zhu Mingqing understood in his heart, if this Feng is that Feng, then none of these people are simple!
"By the way..." Wen Baolu asked again tentatively, "I also got an order from the owner of a rice shop. Does Madam have any food left?"
Zhu Mingqing frowned: "I didn't say I would continue selling grain."
"But Madam didn't say she wouldn't sell it, did she?"
Another meaning of not selling is to wait for the right time to act.
When Wen Baolu said this, his expression was very frank, and he did not feel embarrassed at all about guessing the other person's thoughts.
Zhu Mingqing glanced at him indifferently.
She did intend to continue selling grain.
But now, it is obvious that this area in the north has been targeted.
Therefore, if you want to continue doing this business, you still have to do it privately.
But now the strength is not equal, and if we collide with them openly, wouldn’t that be seeking death?
"Madam, are you worried about the Feng family?"
Wen Baolu continued to ask.
Zhu Mingqing was not angry that his thoughts were guessed by the other party again, but instead felt a little more appreciative.
When they met before, she didn't notice anything different about Wen Baolu.
But just from these two times of inquiring about information, the other party knew what I was thinking and would actively seek cooperation with the outside world.
Her mind raced, and she guessed, "Did the shopkeeper bring it up on his own initiative?"
Wen Baolu slowly revealed a smile of appreciation: "Madam, your opinion is very good."
He just asked about the Feng family, and she could guess that the owner of that family had taken the initiative to propose cooperation.
Indeed, the Feng family firmly occupied the northern grain market and had the support of a master behind them.
But blindly raising prices has actually caused dissatisfaction among many merchants.
Those people had no other channels and were forced to accept the Feng family's unreasonable demands.
Not only do you have to buy at a high price, but the selling price must also follow the other party's regulations, and you also have to pay 30% of the profit.
Layer upon layer of exploitation, coupled with the reduced purchasing power of the people.
Many grain merchants are now having problems with their cash.
Their entry at this time could not only solve the problem of the other party and the people having no food to eat, but also earn them a considerable amount of silver.
After all, at this time, food is hard currency!
So what if the Feng family pursues the matter later?
By then, the rice merchants had already sold out the goods they had purchased from them, and there was no way to trace them.
Moreover, as long as the Feng family wants to continue selling grain, they will not dig their own graves and offend everyone.
As for them, there will be no problem at all.
Every time they worked together, he was wrapped up tightly. Who could have guessed that the Ming family was the exiled Luo family!
Zhu Mingqing listened to his analysis layer by layer with a gentle smile on his face, but he felt an unprecedented joy in his heart.
What a talent!
If we can't keep such a talent, we will be sorry for the kindness God has shown her!
Thinking of this, she also asked, and threw out a lot of bait:
"You really don't want to follow me? No matter if it's fame, fortune, money or beauty..."
Wen Baolu was stunned when he heard the other party's tone as if he wanted to bring him a mountain of gold and silver.
His heart beat shamefully for a second, but he quickly composed himself.
He smiled slightly, his scholarly air becoming more pronounced. "No need. I just want to find my uncle and raise Baozhong safely, and I'll be satisfied."
The Luo family is clearly a deep pit of trouble.
Zhu Mingqing was helpless.
Okay, I knew it would be the same result.
She held out her hand: "Well, until you find your uncle, we have a pleasant cooperation."
Wen Baolu also stood up and said, "Happy cooperation!"
"Someone will deliver the food tonight. We'll go together later."
…
Night time is coming soon.
I don’t know if it was because he was scared by the series of accidents before, but Liang He actually suggested that they should travel at night in the future.
Zhu Mingqing was dumbfounded.
Are you kidding me? You're traveling so late at night.
But the other party had made up his mind: "It's the evening hour now, hurry back and pack your things, we'll set off in half an hour!"
After saying that, he went straight upstairs.
Everyone looked at each other.
Wen Baolu was a little anxious. He walked over to Zhu Mingqing and whispered, "Madam, there's only half an hour left. I'm afraid it's too late."
Zhu Mingqing gave him a look, and after everyone had left, she said:
"Wait for me a quarter of an hour, and then we'll go to the rice shop together."
Looking at her back, Wen Baolu still felt uneasy. How could such a short time be enough?
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