Kang Guo, Feng Luo.

Despite the fact that Kang State and the Southwest Allied Forces were fighting each other and fighting fiercely, the territory was still peaceful. The capital of Fengluo was even more prosperous. Not only did the prices of grain and cloth in Puzhuang not rise sharply, but they also dropped by a penny. Fruits and vegetables

The food varies a bit, not much.

The young scribe stopped at the door of a grain store.

His eyes fell on the hanging sign with today's grain prices.

"Such a handsome husband, but what do you want to buy?" The waiter did not dare to drive away the young man because of his attire, but told the boss in a low voice that such a big man was always at the door and refused to buy anything, which affected the business.

The boss rolled his eyes and waved his hands to indicate to the handyman to do his work. He was sent to her, with a warm smile on his face. As the saying goes, don’t hit the smiling person. If you want to make money in business, you must not only have good quality but low price.

Also give it enough emotional value.

The young scribe pointed to the sign.

“This price is for this year’s new grain?”

The price of food in other areas is three times that of it, or even three times more and you still can't buy food. Whenever there is a war outside, the food merchants will take advantage of the chaos and raise the price, and the price can even be as high as twenty or thirty times. This is the royal capital of Kang State.

It's really strange that food prices are so low.

The boss smiled and said: "How could it be new grain? The farmland in various parts of Gyeonggi Province has not yet been harvested, and this batch is from last year. Even though it is not new grain, it is produced in Heyin. It is of first-class grade and can be easily cooked with firewood.

It’ll be so delicious that it will knock people off their tongues.”

"Above grade?"

The boss smiled and said: "It's the best."

The young scribe is obviously not concerned about food evaluation, he is concerned about something else: "Xiaosheng is a foreigner who came here to study all the way. I heard that Kang State is at war with the southwest, and the frontline soldiers are indispensable for food. Why is the price of food in the country so low?

?”

The boss said blankly: "Is it low?"

Young scribe: "Very low."

The price made him want to buy and resell.

But the boss said: "The price of war has already gone up this year."

As he spoke, he sighed.

Although Kang State was frantically building bridges and roads, transportation still relied on oxen and horses. The scope of ordinary people's activities was limited, and merchants could travel farther, but they could not cope with the vast territory of Kang State. The boss had never been abroad in his life, and he knew nothing about news from other countries.

many.

She had indeed heard from her parents that food was expensive in other places.

If you make a move, you can make a lot of money.

However, if you do this, you won't be able to get the goods.

"The purchase cost is more than 30% higher."

Young scribe: "..."

No, since when did grain merchants have such a thing as conscience?

Aren’t they all taking advantage of the war to make a fortune?

He was afraid of being beaten, so he did not say this in front of the boss, but chose to test it tactfully. Unexpectedly, the boss waved his hands quickly, and the young face of fifteen or sixteen years old was full of horror: "You can't do it, you can't do it, you bastard

When you look at Jun, why is your heart so dark?"

The young scribe said that in some places, the price of food was sky-high. If she had a channel to collect a batch and sell it, the profit would be astonishingly high.

The boss's reaction surprised him: "Isn't the lady moved?"

"My heart can't move at all."

Seeing that the young man was confused and puzzled, the boss thought that the young man was studying abroad, and a sense of responsibility and pride arose spontaneously.

Be patient and explain the reason to the other person.

Opening a grain store in Kangguo requires special official qualifications.

Qualified grain merchants cannot collect grain from ordinary people. They must go through first-hand official channels. The purchase price is stable and the quality is guaranteed. Except for Class A rice grains, other grades are not allowed to be sold across state lines. If found for the first time, fines and warnings will be added.

, the second time it was found that the sales qualification was directly revoked. Of course, small-scale private sales will not be affected, as long as the quota is not exceeded.

Grain stores also have standards for raising and lowering prices.

If the standard is exceeded, ordinary people can complain.

The young scribe frowned: "...So, farmers' farm output must be given priority to the government? Merchants cannot harvest on a large scale? What is this strange reason? Isn't it the government's final say to harvest more or less?"

"Lang Jun, that's not what the truth says."

The boss doesn't understand the ways of government, but she understands businessmen.

Merchants come from all over the world, have relatively many information channels, and are sensitive to grain prices. Those profiteers will falsify the weight of grain when harvesting, suppress prices, and delay payment. Of course, this does not mean that farmers are completely immune.

Innocent.

It is a trivial matter for some farmers to pass off substandard goods in order to make more money, and some unscrupulous people directly soak the grain in water or add stones. When merchants come to collect grain, the outermost grain is all good grain, but the deeper grains inside are not inspected or inspected carefully.

Got cheated.

When the government collects taxes, it collects the grain, advances the money to the farmers, and the grain merchants collect the grain from the government. Both parties can save trouble. As for whether there is corruption on the government side, isn't that a matter for the royal court? The rest of the people

They don't understand either. As long as they know that the grain stores have abundant supplies and stable prices, they can buy whatever they want.

The young scribes still find it incredible.

With the question in his mind, he presented the greeting card he had prepared long ago to Qifu Siyan, leaving his current cave. The night was getting dark, and the nightlife of the royal capital had just begun. The young scribe looked at the crowds of people on the street.

, a shadow whispered in my ears.

"Why are there so many widows on the street?"

I wanted to ask the owner of the grain store just now when I saw him.

Mingming looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, so she had a widow's bun.

As more people walked on the street, there were more and more women with bun-like styles, ranging from thirteen to thirty-four years old. Although the buns were plain, the clothes were bright and exquisite, which looked very awkward. The young scribe did not answer.

He just inquired all the way and walked to a mansion. He looked up at the plaque on the main entrance and his eyes suddenly became clear. The shadow next to him also followed the line of sight and looked: "Your sister's house."

This is Lin Feng's mansion.

Not long after, a carriage came from a distance and stopped at the main entrance. A middle-aged man in official uniform got out of the carriage.

Xuying looked at it carefully: "It looks a bit like An Zhi."

The young man said: "He is the fourth uncle."

His father's fourth brother, his fourth uncle.

Judging from this posture, Lin Chao must have just returned from duty at the government office. Lin Feng wanted to support his great-grandfather, and his fourth uncle Lin Chao also wanted to honor the old man. The whole family might as well live together, and the grandfather and grandson would take care of each other. Lin Feng

Going to the front line, Lin Xiao stayed in the capital.

Xuying looked at the mansion with the lanterns hanging high and sighed.

"The style of this house is worth a lot of money."

The location of the cave they were looking for was not good, but the price was not low. After asking around, the prices were basically the same. I heard that except for a few officials who were given houses or bought houses early, all other officials rented houses in the royal capital.

, the rent is not cheap.

Fortunately, official salaries also include rental subsidies.

The young scribe watched Lin Chao go in, then turned and left.

"Anzhi, why don't you go see your fourth uncle?"

"It's not necessary, it's just causing trouble."

After casual dinner at a restaurant on the street, when he returned to the cave, he saw someone preparing a carriage waiting for him at the door. The decoration on the carriage was consistent with that of the Qi Mansion, and the identity of the owner could be revealed.

"I have met Mr. Lin. My master has invited me."

The young man nodded: "I'm tired of you."

As soon as Qi Shan came home from duty, he saw a greeting card with the logo of the Association of Gods. He looked at the signer, raised his eyebrows, and immediately ordered someone to pick him up. He wanted to see what the Central Branch wanted to do.

.

When Qi Shan met the young man for the first time, he felt that he had a kind face.

There seems to be an old friend between his eyebrows.

"May I ask your name?"

"Lin, Lin Su, courtesy name Anzhi."

When Qishan heard this last name, he suddenly remembered why it was so familiar.

"Don't know where your ancestral home is?"

"Lingzhou."
To be continued...