Li Guang walked over, looked at the group, and asked:
"Are you here to buy sweet potatoes? What do you plan to do with them?"
"Of course I'm buying them as seedlings. I plan to plant several acres of sweet potatoes next year. You have so many here, are you not going to sell them?"
"Of course we'll sell them, but not here. In a couple of days, a new shop will open in the market that specializes in selling sweet potato seedlings. You can buy them there."
"How much does it cost? It can't be 100 coins each, can it?"
"How is that possible? One hundred coins for a sweet potato? That price is outrageous!"
If you were to buy ten sweet potatoes to use as seedlings, it would cost one tael of silver, a sum that most families simply couldn't afford.
The price in the shop will be only around ten coins, ensuring that every farmer can afford it.
"That's great! Now we can afford them too. You have so many sweet potatoes here, why don't you buy some for us now?"
“Didn’t I tell you? We don’t sell them here. You can definitely buy them at the market in a couple of days,” Li Guang said.
At this moment, Li Guang could see that these people had revealed greed in their eyes. If he sold to them now, they would immediately take the goods to the market and resell them.
This will lead to more people imitating this, and the market will descend into chaos.
"Young man, please sell us some. We've come all the way from far away, and it's not easy for us."
"Yes, young man, you have too many sweet potatoes here. Sell some to us, we're in a hurry to get back."
Judging from their posture, they wouldn't leave unless they bought sweet potatoes.
Li Guang began to devise a plan to deal with these people and get them to leave.
Just then, Xiao Hei rushed in from outside. Upon seeing the strangers in the yard, it immediately roared, its fur bristling, and assumed an attacking stance, ready to pounce on the group at any moment.
By this time, Xiao Hei had grown into a large mountain bear. When it stood upright, it was a head taller than a person. Just now, its roar had shaken the entire farm.
Xiao Hei arrived just in time, and Li Guang immediately had an idea. He spoke up in a panic:
"The bear is coming down the mountain to eat sweet potatoes. You guys run! If it spots you, you're dead!" After saying that, he grabbed Zhao Xiaosheng and ran away.
None of them had ever seen such a scene before. They were so frightened that they wet themselves and scrambled out of the farm, leaving as quickly as possible.
The group quickly disappeared without a trace. Little Black had left them with a huge psychological scar, and they probably would never dare to come to the farm again.
Zhao Xiaosheng didn't understand why Li Guang had scared these people away, so Li Guang explained to him:
"Can't you see? These people are up to no good. In their eyes, these are no longer sweet potatoes, but a pile of silver. They already have a plan in mind."
I need to go find Brother Zhao, explain this matter, and see if he has any good ideas on how to deal with it.
After Li Guang finished speaking, he left. Zhao Xiaosheng looked at the large pile of sweet potatoes and seemed to understand something.
There are three to four million kilograms of sweet potatoes here. If we calculate that one sweet potato weighs one kilogram, then there are three to four million sweet potatoes.
If a sweet potato sells for 100 coins, then all these sweet potatoes would be worth 300,000 to 400,000 taels of silver. Isn't that a mountain of silver? No wonder it has attracted attention.
Li Guang found Zhao Xian and told him what had just happened, emphasizing the need to take measures to prevent unexpected situations from arising in the market.
“That’s true. Your concerns are not unfounded. We must take measures to prevent any accidents from happening,” Zhao Xian asked.
"The sweet potato market is currently in chaos, with speculative behavior emerging, which must be stopped immediately."
The farm has a large stockpile of sweet potatoes, and as sweet potato prices rise, safety concerns have arisen.
Zhao Xian nodded and said:
"We will prepare enough sweet potato seedlings for next year and sell the rest in the market. This will not only stabilize the price of sweet potatoes in the market, but also reduce the sweet potato inventory in the farm."
As the farm's inventory decreases and sweet potato prices drop, the farm's risk naturally decreases, and the problem can be resolved. However, we cannot let our guard down yet and must continue to strengthen the farm's preventative measures.
"What Brother Zhao said is right. We can find a shop in the market that specializes in selling sweet potato seedlings."
Currently, the market price for sweet potatoes is 100 coins each. We will lower the price to around 10 coins per sweet potato, which will ensure that farmers can afford them.
Encouraging them to grow sweet potatoes was essentially promoting sweet potatoes in the Northern Kingdom.
Selling sweet potato seedlings is also a very good way to promote the product, and it guarantees us a very good profit.
"Okay, let's do it this way. I'll arrange for someone to do it right away. Starting tomorrow, we'll start selling sweet potato seedlings in the market."
The market is already a bit crazy. It would be best to get Uncle Village Head involved; he's the pillar of Narcissus Village, and his shout is more effective than the village patrol.
That's settled then. As for the farm's safety, Little Black is enough. As long as it roams around the farm, no one will dare to approach.
As soon as the measures were introduced, the price of sweet potatoes in the market quickly stabilized. After a period of time, most of the farm's sweet potatoes were sold. It seems that sweet potatoes will be promoted in the surrounding areas first next year.
A few days later, two carriages stopped in front of Zhao Xian's house. Zhao Xian was very familiar with these carriages; they belonged to Magistrate Cao.
Magistrate Cao dismounted and immediately went to a carriage behind him, helping an elderly man out of the carriage.
Judging from his attire and the few attendants behind him, he should be an official, which is far too low-key.
"Greetings, Your Excellency." Magistrate Cao bowed respectfully as he approached Zhao Xian.
This is normal. Currently, Zhao Xian's official rank is two levels higher than that of Magistrate Cao. When meeting a superior, one should be polite.
Cao Xian was a man of good character, and Zhao Xian respected him greatly.
"Magistrate Cao, there's no need for such formalities."
After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he looked at the old man next to Magistrate Cao.
"Lord Shaofu, let me introduce you. This is Lord Yao, the Minister of Revenue of the Imperial Court."
I heard that the Minister of the Imperial Household has planted some new varieties of crops here, intending to promote them nationwide, so I came here specifically to take a look.
Zhao Xian was genuinely surprised to find that the old man before him was actually the Grand Minister of Agriculture of the imperial court.
From Zhao Xian's perspective, Lord Yao was already quite old, yet he had traveled a great distance to Shuixian Village for the sake of agricultural production in the Great Northern Dynasty.
In ancient times, a court official like this was considered quite good, indicating that he had fulfilled his duties.
"So it's Lord Yao. My apologies for not recognizing you. Please come inside and let's talk."
After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he led Lord Yao and Magistrate Cao into the room.
After everyone was seated, someone brought out tea.
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