With the gold and silver mountains right in front of him, Liu Ping'an couldn't help but be a little too excited.
The Ming Dynasty was obviously affected by the disaster. As one of the people of the Ming Dynasty, they should be extremely sad.
As a result, you, Liu Pingan, are so excited, and your attitude is very problematic.
With a flash, everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Ping'an.
Especially King Zhu Han, whose calm eyes seemed to contain endless killing intent.
Liu Ping'an, who was originally extremely excited, suddenly felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head.
A drop of cold sweat flowed down from Liu Pingan's head.
He understood that if he couldn't give a reasonable explanation, he might be in trouble this time.
After all, he is an old fox who has been in the shopping mall for many years. After the initial panic, the somewhat excited expression on Liu Pingan's face immediately turned into a look of pain.
Forcibly squeezing out tears, he cried loudly: "Your Majesty, this villain is suffering!"
As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears: "The villain is from Datong. At this time, his hometown was hit by a disaster, and the villain was heartbroken."
While crying, he used force and hammered his chest with his hands, as if he was really in such pain.
But the actual truth is that if he didn't do this, Liu Ping'an would almost lose his temper and laugh out loud.
If you laugh at this moment, it's not a joke.
Liu Ping'an estimated that His Royal Highness could really be pushed out and chopped.
There were so many high-ranking officials that they could only look up to in the past, but His Royal Highness killed them without saying a word.
He is just a businessman, but in the eyes of His Majesty the King, he is probably not as good as a slave, right?
Killing him is not easy.
In order to prove that he was indeed "devastated", Liu Pingan secretly gritted his teeth.
"In order to help the people of Datong, I am willing to donate money..." Liu Ping'an first carefully extended three fingers.
However, you may feel that this amount of money seems a bit unsafe.
After hesitating for a moment, he extended two fingers: "Five hundred taels of silver to help the people of Datong tide over the difficulties."
Five hundred taels of silver is definitely not a small amount in this era.
After all, the money an ordinary person can earn in a year is only more than twenty taels.
But for a big grain merchant like Liu Pingan, this is not even a drop in the bucket.
Zhou Ziliang and Feng Xueyi looked at each other and understood what the other meant.
Therefore, the two people immediately stood up and pretended to be upright and awe-inspiring.
"Your Majesty, what Liu Ping'an said makes sense. It is said that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. The disaster in the Ming Dynasty was the time for merchants like us to serve the country. I, Zhou Ziliang, am willing to donate a thousand taels of silver."
"I, Feng Xueyi, am willing to donate eight hundred taels of tattooed silver."
Other businessmen also echoed.
According to the size of the respective chambers of commerce, this one donated 700 taels, and the other donated 500 taels.
Obviously, these people were thinking of using the money to silence Zhu Han.
They are all bleeding profusely. Do you, Your Majesty the King, still have the nerve to buy grain at a low price?
Zhu Han didn't mind the donations from these people too little.
They just smiled and asked the guards to write down all the money they donated.
"I have recorded all of your dedication to serving the country. When I return, I will definitely report to His Majesty and commend you for your righteous deeds."
Zhu Han's words made all the businessmen blush.
As expected of His Majesty the King of England, this is so heart-wrenching to kill people.
The total donations from these businessmen amounted to only 18,000 taels of silver.
This small amount of money also needs to be personally commended by the current emperor.
What kind of reward is this? It's clearly a slap in their face.
But Zhou Ziliang and others didn't care much.
It’s shameless, if that’s really the case
If you want to lose face, why should you be a businessman?
Silver is the real thing.
Face and everything else are nothing to them.
If His Royal Highness the King thinks that he can take advantage of them based on such things, he is totally wrong.
In order to make money, people like them usually get scolded a lot, but now they just get scolded by more people, so what does it matter?
Everyone's expressions were calm, and they almost felt like they were doing nothing.
Originally, they thought that His Royal Highness would be angry and curse.
But what surprised them was that His Royal Highness looked very calm and did not seem to be moved at all by their performance.
"But everyone, you should understand the current situation."
"There is a severe drought in Datong. The most scarce thing at this time is not money, but food."
After hearing this, the grain merchants present couldn't help but cursed in their hearts: "Shameless!"
They always feel that they are already shameless people.
But they didn't expect that the British King Zhu Han was even more shameless than them.
Since you also said that what the disaster area lacks is food, not silver.
When they donated money before, why didn't you say a word?
As long as they say a few words, they can exchange the donated silver into food of equal value.
Of course, this equivalent price should be calculated based on the highest price in the current market.
No matter how bold they are, they are not so crazy that they dare to openly raise the price in front of Zhu Han, His Royal Highness.
But after this...
It's hard for them to say what the price of food is.
It's just that since I didn't mention it just now, Zhu Han specifically pointed it out now.
The grain merchants did not dare to pretend that they did not understand.
Zhou Ziliang was the first to set an example: "I see, since the people in the disaster area are short of food, we and other grain dealers are naturally responsible. I, Zhou Ziliang, will be the first to pledge two hundred shi of food."
Feng Xueyi followed closely: "We also pledged to donate 200 shi of food."
…
When it was Liu Pingan's turn, the guy raised his hand cautiously: "We, Pingan Company, will donate one hundred dan in food."
There is a tacit understanding between these grain merchants, and the amount they donate actually leaves room for bargaining.
If Zhu Han is not satisfied, they will naturally pretend to be reluctant and donate more.
Sure enough, Zhu Han frowned and said, "I know that all of you are famous businessmen in Yanjing City."
"This amount of food is not small, but compared to the tens of millions of people affected by the disaster in Datong, it is really a drop in the bucket."
"I wonder if... I can add more."
The grain merchants were all a little surprised. Why did they feel that His Royal Highness was a bit thin-skinned?
However, this is also a good thing for them.
Even the things donated today are nothing to them.
However, it’s worth saving a little bit.
When doing business, isn’t it important to increase revenue and reduce expenditure?
Save a little here, a little there. If you save money, you can save thousands of dollars.
At that moment, Zhou Ziliang and others all looked sad.
"Your Majesty, it's not that we don't want to donate more, it's just that we don't have much food on hand."
Feng Xueyi looked extremely solemn: "Your Majesty, although we are grain merchants in Yanjing, we look like we have a big tree and deep roots."
"However, Yanjing consumes more food than other places."
"If we can't leave enough food reserves, once there is a food shortage in Yanjing, it may cause chaos."
Liu Ping'an also echoed with everyone: "Yes, yes, we don't have much food on hand, so what we can donate is actually squeezed out."
Just when everyone was complaining, a young voice suddenly spoke.
His words, like all
People are completely opposite.
"If Your Majesty doesn't mind, I can ask my ancestor for help. My ancestor is the Datong gentry. He has always taught me that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. I must be willing to lend a helping hand to the imperial court."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's voices were stagnant.
Whose prodigal son is talking nonsense at this time?
Doesn't this little bastard understand that at this time, food is simply more valuable than gold?
Just give away your own food casually? Do you believe that the elders in his family knew the news and could break his legs alive?
These grain merchants were right. Liu Ping'an really wanted to break his nephew's legs.
Yes, the one who just spoke was his nephew Liu Ye.
Liu Ye's most fundamental purpose of coming to Yanjing this time is to pick up his class.
In recent years, Liu Ping'an has gotten older and his body has gradually become unable to support himself, so he wants to find a successor within the family.
Speaking of taking over, of course it is not so fast.
It will take at least five to ten years for Liu Ye to gradually become familiar with his own business.
But he didn't expect that Liu Ye would make such a big mistake in just a few months.
This kind of business is almost related to the future of the entire family.
As long as you can make this money, a family can take off directly.
Now, Liu Ye, a prodigal son, wants to directly donate all his family's food?
Liu Ping'an even doubted that if his old man knew the news, he would be so angry that he would die directly.
What's more important is the murderous eyes of the surrounding grain merchants.
If Hu can't handle this matter, their Ping An Company may not be able to gain a foothold in Yanjing.
"Your Majesty, my nephew Nian..."
Just as Liu Ping'an was about to explain, Zhu Han blocked his words and said, "Oh, how much food can you donate to the court?"
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Do something for the people affected by the disaster in Datong. "
"Okay!" Zhu Han sighed helplessly: "In that case, I won't force it."
The grain merchants couldn't believe their ears.
what's the situation?
Is His Royal Highness such an easy person to talk to?
Not quite.
In the past, the King of England killed corrupt officials, but he was not merciless at all.
But this time, why are you so talkative?
They just made up two random reasons, which seemed to be passable reasons.
As a result, His Royal Highness believed it so easily?
There was no coercion, no threats, they were let go so easily.
This process is so easy that these businessmen have the illusion that they are in a dream.
However, this is also a good thing for them.
With only such a small amount of money and food, His Royal Highness was sent away.
At the same time, he also let them know the news that Datong was suffering from drought.
The princes of the imperial court who could force them personally asked them to borrow food and donate money.
This shows that the disaster in Datong is definitely not small.
They want to allocate food immediately and transport it to Datong.
At times like this, food is money.
As a result, before their calculations were completed, Zhu Han's voice rang out again.
"Everyone, now that Datong is hit by the disaster, the price of food here in Yanjing will definitely be affected..."
Zhou Ziliang and Feng Xueyi both felt their hearts tighten at the same time.
I thought it was coming.
However, they had already discussed a solution before, so they were naturally not afraid at this time.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty." Zhou Ziliang said sternly: "Although we are a lowly businessman, we still understand the principle of having a family after a country."
"We must control food prices and never let the two companies rise too much."
These words sound like practicing Tai Chi.
What Zhou Ziliang said was not that prices would not be raised, but that prices would not be raised too much.
These three words are quite particular.
What is too much? When there is plenty of food, 70% to 80% of the price is not excessive.
When there is no food, it is not too much to double or triple the increase.
Zhu Han seemed to have completely failed to understand the subtext of Zhou Ziliang's words.
Instead, he nodded and said, "In that case, I can feel relieved."
When the businessmen heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
His Royal Highness seems to be much easier to talk to than he looks.
As a result, at this moment, Zhu Han said leisurely: "Now Datong is short of food. In order to encourage all merchants, the imperial court sent and sold food to Datong."
"I have decided that from now on, the price of grain in Datong will not be less than four taels of silver per stone. What do you think?"
There was a buzzing sound, and the eyes of all the grain merchants turned red.
Four taels of silver! ?
One stone! ?
