From the end of July to the beginning of August, the Zhao family and the governors of Dongfu were all eagerly paying attention to the purchase and lease of land.

By the beginning of August, new reports came to the capital almost every day.

More and more people are selling their fields in various places.

The Secretary for Agricultural Affairs also reported the land rental situation within a few days.

Many refugees from Hedong and Hebei were even given farmland.

Some people lamented that the security on Gyeonggi Road seems to have improved.

For a time, many people were praising Zhao Guan's family for their sage.

On the third day of August, in the evening of early autumn, the heat slowly subsided and it was no longer as hot as it was in midsummer.

The water of the Bianhe River glows with a soft luster under the reflection of the setting sun.

Zhao Ning was dressed in casual clothes and walked across the Bianhe River Bridge.

There is an endless stream of merchant ships in the river, carrying a dazzling array of goods from the south.

There are silks shipped from the two Zhejiang Roads in the southeast, and Jinghu rice that goes south along the Yangtze River, enters the canal, and reaches Bianjing.

There are also many mulberry trees in Qilu.

In addition, there are some official ships with the cargo on them hidden.

Many of them are iron shipped from Hebei and Jingdong East Road, and they are to be transported to the Ordnance Supervision for weapons production.

At the ferry not far away, many people were unloading goods.

Zhao Ning walked and came to the vicinity of Daxiangguo Temple.

The night market near Daxiangguo Temple seems to be about to start. Many small vendors set up stalls there, and the number of people around is obviously increasing.

Zhao Ning goes out regularly to look around, and even goes to rice shops and wine shops to buy some daily necessities, mainly to understand the prices.

People's livelihood is no small matter, and food prices in Tokyo are still very high.

The printing of large amounts of money during the Zhao Ji era, as well as the consequences of the previous three Song-Jin wars, have not yet been eliminated. In addition, disaster relief and wars are now taking place in Hebei and Hedong, and a considerable amount of grain from the southeast is being transferred there.

People's livelihood is difficult.

Zhao Ning visited several companies, and sure enough, the price of food remained high at two kilos per stone.

Didn’t the imperial court collect 4 million stone in grain tax from various places in Gyeonggi Road?

Allocate 3 million shi to stabilize grain prices. Wherever they are collected, they will flow into the local area to stabilize grain prices.

This is equivalent to pulling grain out of the landlord's granary and placing it in various places to lower grain prices.

Yes, just do it!

Zhao Ning walked and arrived at the outer city. He asked Jing Chao: "Where are we?"

"Official, this is near the Wuchengwang Temple."

"Oh, here we are."

Zhao Ning suddenly remembered the Qian Jinshu whom he met in Fanlou more than a month ago. When saying goodbye, she seemed to have said that she lived nearby.

Zhao Ning walked around and found it.

"Qianzhai" is written on the lintel.

He walked over and said to the person at the door: "May I ask if Qian Jinshu is here?"

The person at the door looked at Zhao Ning and asked, "What does this official want from our young lady?"

"I have an appointment with your lady, and I'm here to pay you a visit regarding some business matters."

"What's your surname as an official?"

"My surname is Zhao, and my name is Ning."

A servant said: "My lord, please wait a moment."

Another servant said: "Hey, we have a distinguished guest today. Would you like the official to come visit us another day?"

The servant who was about to go in to report said: "How do you know that this official is not the lady's distinguished guest!"

The servant quickly said: "I'm sorry."

Another servant went in to report.

Zhao Ning thinks these two servants are quite interesting, one is fat and the other is thin, and they are polite and courteous to others, which shows that the owner of the house is also a very kind and polite person.

Zhao Ning asked the fat servant: "What is your name?"

"My name is Qian Wu."

Zhao Ning took some money out of his arms and handed it to Qian Wu. Qian Wu immediately said: "The officials can't help it, so we don't dare to accept it. If the lady finds out, we will be in trouble."

Zhao Ning smiled awkwardly and asked, "Who is your young lady meeting?"

"It's said to be some big shots in Tokyo."

"How big of a figure?"

"He is said to be the richest man in Tokyo and the son of a high official."

Zhao Ning remembered what Qian Jinshu told him that he came to Tokyo to do business, so it was inevitable to open up relationships.

Zhao Ning was confused, who is the richest man in Tokyo?

Not long after, the thin servant came out. When he came out, he said with a smile: "My lord, please come in."

Zhao Ning led the people and walked in.

As soon as he walked outside the living room, the eyes of everyone inside turned to him.

Qian Jinshu came out, bowed to Zhao Ning and said, "Mr. Zhao, I have a guest at home. I can't welcome you from afar, so I'd like to invite Haihan."

"It doesn't matter, I just came out of the blue and disturbed Miss Qian."

"Please come inside."

Zhao Ning walked in and found a seat to sit down under Qian Jinshu's guidance.

Except for Jing Chao who followed him in, everyone else was waiting outside.

Qian Jinshu did have some guests. Judging from their clothes, they were either rich or noble.

Qian Jinshu introduced Zhao Ning one by one, and both parties nodded in response to each other.

A man wearing a Ji color (an ancient eye color, sky blue) gown said: "This official from Zhao, I wonder what industry his family is engaged in?"

The price of this man's long gown is probably one hundred guan, which is absolutely top quality.

Zhao Ning remembered that Qian Jinshu just said that his name was Wang Cai and his family was in the textile business in Tokyo.

These people are all in the same group, and they are obviously a little unfamiliar and repelled by Zhao Ning, a latecomer.

Zhao Ning said modestly: "My business is a bit complicated, so I have to do everything."

"Grain, silk, salt, or tea?"

"It's all a little bit involved."

Wang Cai had a sneer on his face: "Then why have I never heard of Zhao Guanren's name?"

Zhao Ning showed his white teeth and smiled harmlessly: "You have never heard of normal, and most people have never heard of it."

He was telling the truth, but everyone was slightly stunned, thinking that Zhao Ning was mocking their lack of knowledge.

"Guan Zhao said it's okay to see what other business there is in Tokyo that we don't know about."

When Qian Jinshu saw that Wang was the one looking for trouble, she quickly came out to smooth things over: "Brother Wang, where did we talk just now?"

Wang Cai said: "I just mentioned that if you want to transport grain to Tokyo on a large scale, it must be approved by the Department of Economic Affairs of the Capital City and issued with an official document, otherwise it will be detained."

All he mentioned was the City Yisi, which is the yamen under Taifu Temple and is responsible for the trade of goods in various states, balancing prices and other matters.

Dutiju City Yisi was established during Wang Anshi's political reform.

After the new law was repealed, the yamen still existed and the staff were idle. After Cai Jing came to power, many of them were retained.

Qian Jinshu said: "Our grains are all collected from Liangzhe Road to ensure low-price sales, which can help the city stabilize some prices."

Wang Cai smiled and shook his head. He looked at the young man next to Qian Jinshu. This young man was about 27 or 27 years old. He was handsome and delicate, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Qian Jinshu's.

He is Qian Jinshu's brother Qian Yuqing.

"Brother Qian, you seem to have made a mistake."

"Made a mistake?" The Qian brothers and sisters looked at each other, obviously not understanding.

Li Xun, who had been silent for the whole time, said: "What a mistake. If you sell at a low price and drive down the price, how can other businessmen survive?"
Chapter completed!