"What a great opportunity to make money, what a pity..." Song Chen sighed again.
Yang Song had just listened to Song Chen's popular science on shortcuts to making a fortune, and was itching to hear that the opportunity was right in front of him. Now he didn't know how high the returns and risks were.
"Brother Song, based on your past experience, how much can you earn if you transport some grain to Shu?" Yang Song asked carefully.
Song Chen pinched his chin and made up nonsense: "At this time, food in Shu is more expensive than gold. A stone of food may be exchanged for a hectare of land..."
"Are there so many?" Yang Song asked in surprise.
"Liu Bei should be anxious to save Jingzhou. He has conquered all the men and grain in Shu. Even if there is land, no one will plant it? Now many fields in Shu are ownerless. As long as there is grain, he will follow It's the same as what I picked up, but I guess this good thing will be gone soon..." Song Chen said worriedly.
"But why?" Yang Song asked again.
"When Liu Bei was collecting grain, there were definitely large households in Shu that were stocking grain. Now that the situation is unclear, they dare not take any action. When the situation becomes more stable, they will use the grain to buy land at low prices. Sun Quan , Cao Cao’s people are doing this, so the great gentry can remain undefeated for a long time." Song Chen explained.
Yang Song seemed to realize something, "It seems that I was too careful before. There seems to be no difference in essence between these large households and the disaster relief porridge tents Brother Song mentioned."
Song Chen nodded, "You are absolutely right. How can you make a lot of money if you are not cruel?"
"I'm also very interested in this matter. How about we find a way to transport tens of thousands of grains of grain to Shu and directly replace Liu Bei's tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land. By then we will also become a big family in Yizhou." Yang Song thought about the bright future.
Song Chen quickly shook his head: "Brother Yang's idea is very good, but it is a bit unrealistic. You really dare to transport tens of thousands of grains of grain into Shu. Not to mention that Leader Zhang will not allow it. Even if you enter Shu smoothly, you will be targeted easily. If Liu Bei The general who brought his troops came to rob him, wouldn’t he marry someone else?”
"Brother Song is right, what do you mean..." Yang Song continued to ask for advice.
"If you really want to do this, you shouldn't make too big a move. Two or three thousand dan will be enough. The so-called small boat can easily be turned around, and you won't lose much if you encounter trouble. After entering Sichuan, you only need to manage up and down, and you can gain thousands of hectares of fertile land. If you want to Just stay safe and don't make any advances." Song Chen replied.
"Thousands of acres of fertile land are good, but they are far away in Sichuan..." Yang Song suddenly hesitated.
Song Chen laughed: "Brother Yang is sincere. What's wrong with the fertile land in Shu? You are not afraid even under the emperor's feet. Do you think the world is in such chaos that I can't come and go freely? Money is the best friend in the world. The so-called money is the best friend in the world." Money can make all the difference..."
"I've been taught a lesson." Yang Song nodded.
Song Chen suddenly lowered his head and whispered: "Xia Houyuan pacified Longyou last year. It is rumored that Cao Cao will come to attack Hanzhong this year. I think this side will be unable to resist it. If we go to Yizhou early to establish a foothold, the people who have fled will be Wouldn't it be possible to 'relieve disaster' by swarming into Shu?"
Yang Song's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he thought to himself that you are really good at making money. You see further than others and think deeper than others. My first half of my life has been in vain.
"Cao Cao has captured Hanzhong and then attacks Shu. Wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?" Yang Song asked again.
Song Chen replied: "Liu Bei currently owns Yizhou, Jingzhou, and Jiaozhou, and he should still have some strength. If Brother Yang is worried about being unsafe in Shu, we can just sell our land in advance and escape. But in fact, we can make a lot of money every time we fight... .”
Yang Song thought to himself, good guy, you always remember "disaster relief". The doubts in his heart were slowly solved, and the little flame of desire was stoked by Song Chen.
"How to transport grain to Shu in a foolproof way? I want to make a good profit by cooperating with Brother Song." Yang Song humbly asked for leave.
Song Chen stroked his beard and thought for a while, then said slowly: "I have no problem buying thousands of shi of grain in Hanzhong, but it is difficult to think of a way to clear the Yangping Pass guard general and transport grain at once..."
Yang Song smiled slightly: "Vice-General Yang Pingguan is my biological brother, but how many people are needed for the food transportation step you mentioned?"
"At least more than a hundred people are needed. They also need to know some martial arts. It is best to be a private tribe outside Hanzhong. This can also prevent the news from leaking." Song Chen led the Xiliang army step by step. All these conditions pointed to the Pound's hundreds of people.
Yang Song frowned: "I have a suitable team here..."
"Brother Yang is talking about..." Song Chen pretended not to know.
"There are more than a hundred soldiers and horses from Xiliang stationed in the west of the city. They were originally the subordinates of the fierce general Ma Chao. When Ma Chao fled to Shuzhong, he abandoned them in Hanzhong. Now they live here as foreigners, which is disgusted by my lord. They live on porridge every day. Just lingering." Yang Song introduced.
"I think they are extremely suitable, and they will be of help to me at this time..." Song Chen was full of confidence.
Yang Song shook his head, "General Pang De is a bit powerful. I'm afraid Brother Song won't be able to surrender. Moreover, Ma Chao is in Yizhou now. They are afraid that they will leave you when they come to Sichuan to protect food..."
"Ma Chao? Absolutely not. If Ma Chao abandons his troops and leaves, the relationship between master and servant will be broken. Besides, Ma Chao has been transferred to Jingzhou by Liu Bei. How can he take care of the high mountains and rivers?" Song Chen was extremely sure.
"That's really good news. I think Brother Song is quite good at eloquence. I'll leave it to you to convince Pang De. I'll take care of the city's joints and purchase food." Yang Song began to assign tasks.
"Brother Yang, buying food? Isn't that right? I'll come as promised." Song Chen quickly stopped him.
Yang Song said very insistently: "This is the first time for you and I to cooperate for a win-win situation. Song should also show some sincerity. Besides, it is the Chinese New Year period now and Brother Song has no place to purchase food. It will be much easier for me to do it. After everything is done, Let’s just make a 50-50 profit..."
"Tell Brother Yang to take care of the food, and I will pay you twice the market price." Song Chen said proudly.
"How can we accept Brother Song's money? Since we are cooperative allies, we naturally have to make some efforts, otherwise it will be difficult to share the profits when the time comes..." Yang Song quickly refused.
"Uh...Brother Yang has put in so much effort, and the final profit...is between you and me..." Song Chen unleashed his ultimate move.
"Brother Song, are you...is this appropriate..." Happiness came suddenly, and Yang Song couldn't believe his ears.
Song Chen frowned: "What's inappropriate about this? I mainly admire Brother Yang's character. It's so late to meet him..."
"I feel the same way..." Yang Song almost burst into tears.
The two of them discussed it and continued drinking and having fun. Yang Song sent his favorite Mei Ji to accompany them, and they drank happily until they were drunk until late at night.
Song Chen stayed at Yang Song's house and found him early the next morning. "Brother Yang, what happened last night still counts? We drank a lot of wine."
"Of course it counts." Yang Song replied, patting his chest.
"Since Pang De's soldiers have had little food and water all day long, I plan to buy some wine and meat in the past two days to comfort them, but how can we prevent Prefect Zhang's life from becoming suspicious?" Song Chen asked for advice.
Yang Song pinched the beard on his lips and said with a smile: "Brother Song, just go after nightfall. I will man the surveillance post and keep it safe without anyone noticing."
