The bannermen broke out in an unprecedented unity. They relied on each other shoulder to shoulder, just like brothers and comrades two hundred years ago, organized together to face the Han army in the pass.
They have a belief at this moment that the stock market can no longer be traded. If it continues to hit like this, won’t it hit zero?
Hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder, these traders must not be allowed in today, the transaction is locked at this moment!
"Everyone stand back...get out of here! No more buying and selling, no buying and selling!" The excited bannermen roared heartbreakingly, their little tongues almost jumping out of their mouths with excitement.
But what enemy are they facing? They are all the same banner people and the same relatives as them!
The bannermen who had just arrived and wanted to sell all knelt down to them, "Why are you stopping us? There are still ten minutes to go, please let us sell!"
"If this falls to zero, I will have to jump into the river. Young and old men... we all eat from the same pot. You can't kill us!"
"If you don't run away yourself, you won't allow us to run away. Are you being reasonable or not...go away!"
Some begged, some were angry, but the human wall in front of the door refused to open, and people from both sides were on the same page!
A fight was about to begin, and King Yu's men were so tired that they were covered in stinky sweat. As more and more police officers arrived for support, they rushed in and started dragging people away.
"No one is allowed to fight... Anyone who dares to fight will be sent to the prince to face the lawsuit! No one is allowed to fight..."
"There are risks in the stock market, and you have to bear the risks at your own risk! Everyone is responsible for their own business, and no one can interfere with anyone else... Don't block the door!"
At this time, those bannermen who were jealous were also crazy, "Get out! Huang, who are you? How dare you come to teach grandpa me a lesson..."
"I'm not afraid of the prince's lawsuit... Even if I get a lawsuit, I have to wait until after the store closes!"
"Bah..." A mouthful of saliva sprayed onto Mr. Huang's face.
Xiao Huang stomped his feet angrily and yelled, "You are so shameless, are you so stupid? You don't know how to think about things, do you?"
"You can be considered bannermen after all, and you are also nobles of Tianhuang after all...Are you all fools? If you have the skills to stop the big guys from trading, why don't you write a note to the Ministry of Revenue and the prince?"
"Isn't it better for the imperial court to shut down the stock market than to block the door for you?"
"I finally understand. You guys usually just brag. You have no words to talk about. You know the sky? You know how to brag!"
Why? Not to mention, these people are really mean-spirited. If the Han soldiers dare to scold these banner masters like this on weekdays, then their bastard cover must be blown off.
But today, they discovered that what Xiao Huang said made sense. What's going on with the stock market if we stop it? We beg the court to temporarily close its doors!
After the storm is over, can't we just turn around and open the door again? If we can't talk, we can go to the flag owner, the prince, or the Belles!
There are so many leaders in the Eight Banners. Let's go find someone to intercede with the emperor. What's the matter with the door being blocked here?
The tension eased slightly, but at this time the three o'clock bell also rang, and the day's trading was finally over!
As soon as the time came, the staff in the exchange quickly cleaned up the books and closed the railings for fear that the red-eyed gamblers would cause trouble. The blackboard hanging in the sky was shaking back and forth, and the last closing price was flashing on it. With.
"Two dollars and eighty-five cents... Two dollars and eighty-five cents... Ooooh... How can I live!"
The bannerman at the gate held unsold stocks in his hands, sat on the ground and cried bitterly. One person infected two people, and then infected a group of people.
In just one day, Beijing-Tianjin Railway's stock price plummeted from a historical high of 5 yuan to 2.85 yuan, and it only took two hours.
The market value of the Jingshi stock market has almost halved in these two hours!
The streets were full of people wailing and crying. The traders in Dashilan were all dumbfounded, especially those who did not speculate in stocks and could just do their business. They were secretly glad.
"The ancestors have spirits. Fortunately, I am not greedy to do this. This is simply a fire pit for killing people. Amitabha! Amitabha!"
For the first time, the capital market showed its cruelty to the bannermen, chewing up even the bones and dregs!
Today it can be said that all the bannermen have lost money, or that 99% of the bannermen have lost money, because these bannermen did not believe in the emperor's stock market at first.
They didn't keep the cost of one yuan at all. They sold them for a little more than one yuan. Later, they saw that the stock market was really good and bought them back, so the cost was different!
However, the cost of most investors is more than two yuan or even more than three yuan, and the vast majority of them lose money!
Master Qin endured the pain in his heart and stood up and said loudly, "What's the use of crying? What's the use of crying? Who else should I go to if I don't go to the court at this time?"
"Let's all go find our family leader, our prince, our master... Let's beg Long live the Lord for help! We can't let Xiao Letian bully us like this. The Qing Dynasty can't continue to be such a coward!"
"Young and old men, if you want to cry, go and cry to Master Long Live!"
The crowd became excited, "That's right. If you want to cry, you have to go to Long Live Lord to cry. The stock market must give us an explanation!"
"Stop the stock market first. After the court has taken measures to deal with it, it will not be too late to open it again... Put pressure on Xiao Letian. The money we lose must be made up by Xiao Letian!"
People were clamoring, cheering each other on, stamping their feet and beating their chests in excitement. Groups of small and large groups began to complain to their masters. In the final analysis, they still had to make up for the money they lost in the market through their rights.
The entrance of the exchange was in a mess, with garbage everywhere. The clerks from various shops came out sighing to clean the entrances of each house. Rickshaws came and went, taking the distressed banner men home who could not walk.
The chatty coachman has also returned, having just sent away the disguised Eagle. Of course, he could not recognize the guest he had brought with him, but the Eagle knew him, but did not say a word to him!
The chatty driver pulled the cart slowly past the exchange. Looking at the newly posted prices on the door panel, he actually knew a few words, "Hey... what's going on? There's no drop in the south!"
The latest stock price telegram from Jiangnan came over. Suzhou is 5.45 cents, Jiangning is 5.5 cents... Shanghai is already 5.6 cents!
Today's Jiangnan stock market is still a sunny day with huge popularity, and the celebrations for the prince are still going on!
"Something's wrong... something's really wrong... Hey... a while ago, a mysterious guest went to see the head of our rickshaw shop, Mr. Fu Qing..."
"What did he say? It seems like...there is no need to be afraid of the Beijing-Tianjin Railway stock. It is so good that there is no need to be afraid at all...Yes, that's what he said!"
The coachman's eyes were shining with a light called hope!
