In Bianliang City, in front of major grain stores.
I originally thought that food prices would skyrocket, but no one expected that it would actually be cheaper to buy them!
As a result, the number of people buying food increased instead of decreasing...
Old grain, which originally cost seventeen cents per liter, now costs only ten cents? This is the lowest price ever! It’s so cheap, you’d be a fool not to buy it!
At Dasheng Liang Store, the boy came in in a hurry.
"Lang Jun, it's empty! The few granaries our family has stored in advance are all empty! Many people have begun to borrow money to buy grain, saying it's cheap... just save it if you can't eat it!"
Sun Desheng's body swayed and he almost lost his seat.
Wu Shuangqing said sadly and angrily: "My heart aches! In addition to the new grain sold to the court, we will lose at least 30% of our losses this time! Someone's heart... is bleeding!"
For this grain harvest, dozens of grain merchants joined forces and spent a total of three to four hundred thousand!
Sun Desheng's eyes were also red, but he sighed deeply and said: "Forget it, we will lose money and avoid disaster. Share it among everyone, and the loss will be no more than ten thousand dollars. It is better than bankruptcy!"
Wu Shuangqing sighed: "Hey, I understand this. But it's...Cao An! We have obviously been cheated, but we still have to be grateful to him! It's so frustrating!"
"What can we do? Who makes our skills inferior to others!"
Sun Desheng clutched his sleeves tightly and gritted his teeth and said: "God knows how much food he got from Hebei Road! To compete with the court for the price... that's asking for death!"
To put it bluntly, the imperial court's food supply is tantamount to free whoring.
From this point of view, Cao An was showing mercy.
"There's one more thing..."
Wu Shuangqing frowned and said, "We signed documents with those tenant farmers before and ordered a lot of grain. How to deal with these? If we recycle them at the original price, we will inevitably lose another sum!"
There are many fertile fields around Bianliang, and the tenant farmers will sell the remaining grain to local grain merchants at the current market price.
But at this price...
Sun Desheng immediately shook his head and said: "We can't accept it anymore! Otherwise, if we can't afford the compensation, others will probably make a big fuss!"
"The contract..."
"They're just a bunch of untouchables. They don't even know each other's words. So what if they break the contract?"
"Hey, that's all it can do."
…
Wanyue Tower.
After the food shortage crisis subsided, singing and dancing continued here.
Cao An has been busy checking the grain sales accounts with the Third Division these days. He leaves early and returns late every day. In order to ensure Jian Yuerong's safety, he left Chang Chun and Wu Han in the store.
Wu Han is a dull gourd who just follows the rules and does things.
In comparison, Chang Chun is much more lively and knows who is most important to Lang Jun in the entire Wanyue Tower.
Jian Yuerong looked at the account books and smiled slightly: "Business is getting better and better. Mr. Lang will be happy to see it."
Chang Chun stood by and echoed: "Ms. Jian's ability to settle accounts has become more and more sophisticated! With so many accounts, the villain is going to have a headache just looking at them."
"Who made your husband a hands-off shopkeeper?"
Jian Yuerong smiled and complained: "The business of Cao's Chamber of Commerce is increasing, and shopkeeper Li is now busy. I'm just trying to catch up."
"Haha, Madam Jian is so humble."
Chang Chun said with a smile: "With you taking care of me, the business of the Chamber of Commerce will definitely be more prosperous."
"It's true that it's prosperous, but it's time to change the manpower."
Jian Yuerong raised her eyebrows slightly: "The brothel pictures are fresh and exciting, but the female prostitutes have never changed since they opened. If this continues, the business will definitely decline."
Chang Chun smiled respectfully and said: "This little guy doesn't understand. It all depends on Lady Jian's orders."
"Mr. Lang said that Wanyue Tower does not sign death contracts. No matter whether it is a female prostitute or a poor husband, everyone will be treated equally."
Jian Yuerong thought about it carefully, and then said: "Go and ask someone to see if there is anyone with good looks and figure who is willing to do this."
"Don't the Jiaofangsi have ready-made official prostitutes? Why buy them from outside?"
"You do not understand……"
Jian Yuerong closed the account book and said calmly: "The official prostitutes in the Jiaofang Division are good, but they are all prostitutes for sale, and their loyalty is difficult to guarantee. The husband is not allowed to sign a slave contract, which makes it even harder to win over them."
"But for the women outside, it may be difficult for them to get on stage in a short time."
Although Chang Chun is not a womanizer, he also knows that those singers with outstanding dancing skills cannot be trained in a short time.
Not to mention ordinary women among the people...
Jian Yuerong smiled and said: "Although the women outside are not very skilled, they can always come out after two years of training. They have no other way out, so they will naturally be more loyal."
"That's true! If there are fewer choices, there won't be so much thought."
Chang Chun nodded thoughtfully.
“But remember, you have to be willing to do it!”
Jian Yuerong warned seriously: "In our line of work, the most taboo thing is personal lawsuits...Besides, Lang Jun seems to be cruel, but he doesn't like forced buying and selling. You must ask clearly before buying, remember?"
"Yes! I will go and ask now."
…
To the west of the city, people are walking alone.
In ancient times, it was legal to buy and sell people, as long as there was a business document issued by the government.
Changchun is very familiar with all places in Bianliang, and he came to visit the place with his family.
A few strong men were playing dice inside, and melon and fruit shells were hanging all over the floor. The room was full of smoke, and no one looked like a good person.
No matter how formal you are in this industry, it is not something that ordinary people can do.
Most of them are powerful gangsters and some powerful people who are behind them.
"Your Majesty, you want to buy a slave?"
The strong man at the head stood up. Seeing that Chang Chun was not weak, he said politely: "The people here are all registered with the government. I guarantee that you will have no trouble buying it."
"If you want good looks, don't be too old."
Chang Chun was full of momentum and had a very good sense of style: "A certain boss's surname is Cao, does Wanyuelou know about it? If you dare to pass off a shoddy one, you know the consequences."
"Cao An?"
Who among the street people nowadays doesn’t know Cao An?
This is the tyrant of Bianliang, a proper gangster leader! Although he now has an official status, this person does not seem to be embarrassed, but has become more popular.
Even big thugs like Wang Hu have taken refuge under his sect, and ordinary thugs naturally dare not provoke him.
"Haha, since it's the Cao family who's here to buy people, I don't dare to neglect them!"
The strong man smiled politely and immediately ordered: "Go to the back and choose a few with the best figures and looks for the guests! Remember, they must be the best."
"yes!"
The little rogue immediately went to the back, and when he came out again, he was followed by several young women.
"My lord, please see, these are the 'new goods' that just arrived last month! A woman from a good family sold herself to us because her life was hard to come by."
The strong man introduced several women carefully without any respect.
In their eyes, including Chang Chun... when I was in the palace, we saw too many things like buying and selling slaves. If everyone had to sympathize with them, how could they survive?
Strictly speaking, these people can no longer be considered human beings. It is a piece of goods with a clearly marked price.
