In the next two days, Wang Zi'an demonstrated the true nature of salted fish to the fullest.
The windows have been replaced with large double-glazed windows. The work was done by Uncle Hong, who is as solid and reliable as ever. He is the only carpenter in the village and one of the leaders of the village's construction team. Anyone who builds a house or makes furniture in nearby villages comes to him.
When he had nothing to do, he hugged the tea cup and lay comfortably on the rocking chair under the window, rocking up and down sometimes. He looked through the window, over the eaves, through the treetops and the smoke from the neighbor's chimney, and looked at the gloomy and heavy sky.
Listening to the morning bells and evening drums from the top of the city and the late night watch from a distance, I felt more at ease than ever before.
However, the past two days in Chang'an City have been like a pot boiling.
The changes are dizzying.
In the afternoon after the news that the official warehouse was exhausted, the imperial court officially announced that the grain from Jianghuai had arrived in Chang'an, and the imperial court would continue to open warehouses to sell grain, so that the people did not have to worry about food shortages.
Soon, a large number of people witnessed with their own eyes that a large number of grain convoys entered Beijing, and convoys continued to stream outside Yanxi Gate.
Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
What His Majesty said turned out to be true.
That's good.
Otherwise, there will probably be a big problem in Chang'an City.
But there were also many people who were immediately confused.
Almost all the strength was mobilized, and the food was just transported over at a huge cost under the pressure of heavy snow. Has the food from the court arrived?
Many big grain merchants who were still enjoying themselves in Pingkangfang couldn't sit still anymore. They didn't care about the coquettishness of the girls in their arms, so they picked up their pants and left.
Seeing the cart after cart of grain coming in from Yanxi Gate, everyone's expressions suddenly turned bad.
Juxian Building.
Cui Hong, the head of the Cui family, who was drinking with some old friends, couldn't help but be slightly startled when he heard the low response from his personal servant. He then sneered and gently put down his wine glass.
"Tell them, don't be impatient. In this weather, food like Jianghuai won't come so fast. Even if it can be transported, I'm afraid it won't be enough. It's just a bluff to calm people's hearts. If there is really food, why bother to do it? Such a huge momentum..."
The boy nodded immediately and stepped back gently.
The middle-aged man opposite asked with a smile on his face, holding a wine glass.
"Brother Cui is still so calculating..."
Cui Hong waved his hand humbly.
"Brother Zheng is a miser, he is just a miser, guarding the property of his ancestors and just living a meal..."
"same……"
Immediately, the two people looked at each other in tacit understanding and burst into hearty laughter.
Although he did not serve as an official, no one in the court dared not give him any respect.
The commoner prime minister is talking about us.
However, from the second day onwards, he gradually lost control.
The court's food selling stations were opened one after another, and the food from the court continued to pour in. Seeing that they could still buy food at a reasonable price, the enthusiasm of the people in Chang'an City to buy food slowly decreased.
This time, some people really couldn't sit still.
Thirteen large grain companies in the capital began to collect grain quietly. It was just a bluff. Is it possible that the grain can fly over on its own?
Even if we go through all the trouble, how much food can be transported from the Jianghuai River, and how much will it cost?
Does the imperial court have that ability?
However, by noon the next day, someone noticed something was wrong.
The imperial court acted as if they didn't notice these little tricks, selling as much as they wanted without checking, asking, or stopping them.
Many people began to beat the drum in their hearts, and slowly withdrew from the army of buying grain, and began to choose to wait and see.
In the afternoon of that day, news came from other places that a large number of strange grain transport vehicles appeared on the Bianhe River. They were neither boats nor vehicles. They could travel on the ice and run as fast as electricity. There is also a strange tool that can transport food on the snow, and it is dragging people to Chang'an.
This news became the straw that broke the camel's back.
The thirteen grain merchants in Chang'an were still able to maintain their composure, but the grain merchants who came from other places were the first to be confused. Many people began to meet with each other and discuss, and they were so anxious that they stayed up all night.
Cui family.
Cui Hong looked at these grain merchants from various places who kept coming to visit with an indifferent expression.
"We are all in business, so we naturally understand the principle of buying low and selling high. Food is not livestock. It will last for a few days..."
If you go too far, you cannot say too much, as it will violate taboos, so you can only express your attitude tactfully. After all, the Cui family does not have the courage to raise the table with the court.
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The Duke's Mansion of Qi.
Changsun Wuji, who was returning home from the next court, had a gloomy expression after hearing the report from his shopkeeper.
No wonder His Majesty dared to be so bold this time, it turned out that he was hiding such a trump card.
Although he still didn't know what kind of tool it was that was neither a boat nor a car, and only required a strong man holding a pennie to speed across the ice on the river, but he already knew that this was probably not wrong.
Otherwise, with His Majesty's temperament, it would be impossible for him to do such a crazy act of opening a warehouse to sell grain and not rejecting anyone who comes.
"Is this the work of some Wang Zi'an? He is indeed a formidable person -"
Changsun Wuji's eyes flashed, looking in the direction of Dongshan.
When did Chang'an City gain such a talented person with a beautiful mind? I didn't realize it before.
This move alone is enough to cause serious damage to families like Guanzhong and Shandong, which started with food. Your Majesty's acquisition of this person is like King Wen's acquisition of Jiang Shang, or Duke Huan of Qi's acquisition of Guan Zhong.
If this person gets up, will there still be a place for me, Changsun Wuji, in this court?
Looking at the night outside the window, Changsun Wuji's eyes were deep and dark, showing no emotion or anger. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Its rise is rapid, and its demise is sudden. After all, young people have underestimated the people of the world. Do they really think that relying on Your Majesty, they can fight against the world's aristocratic families with their own strength? It's a pity, it's a pity, this talent , but they want to destroy themselves..."
Thinking of this, Changsun Wuji shook his head regretfully.
With this sword strike, there will be no way back for Wang Zi'an.
"This Wang Zi'an is really amazing——"
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but sigh, turned around and gave calm instructions to the waiting shopkeeper.
"We can just wait and see what happens. It's a good thing that Your Majesty has a backup plan. The Tang Dynasty cannot be in chaos now. However, the price of grain in Chang'an will not change much recently. Your Majesty cannot always open the official warehouse to sell grain."
When he said this, Changsun Wuji's narrow eyes flashed with light, and his voice was firm and authentic.
"In the end, the price of grain in Chang'an will ultimately depend on these grain merchants. They have come and made so much noise. How can they give up if they are not allowed to take a bite of meat... Select a group of capable people as soon as possible Shopkeeper, I won another small amount of gadgets for my family..."
Having said this, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth, showing a rare hint of amusement.
Two days have passed. Although the food market in Chang'an has changed again and again, there will never be a big price fluctuation in a short period of time.
This wave of bets is safe.
The Coal Company is definitely a big business that is not inferior to that of salt and iron. It can be a rich family fortune that can be passed on to future generations.
Wang Zi'an, you are truly a noble person of our eldest grandson family.
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"Zian, you are truly a noble person to all of us!"
Wang Zi'an's small courtyard had an extra group of visitors tonight.
Uncle Wen, Uncle Hong, Uncle Shuan, Uncle Zhang, and Brother Da Zhuang from the village construction team, all the "giants" in the village gathered around Wang Zi'an's stove with excitement on their faces, discussing relationships. Village planning is a major event that happens in every village.
PS: Two updates first, 4,500 words. There will be a third update, around 11:30, I don’t know how to do it, but it’s too late, so I don’t recommend waiting.
