Ma Yifang took the initiative and put hundreds of thousands of pounds of money at home in his car to transport it out of the city. He bought it in one word.

There is also a little more strategy to buy this. Gan Qi gave advice behind Ma Yifang. He asked Ma Yifang to cry everywhere and asked his parents to buy it, saying that he lost money and his military rations were going to be cut off. This company bought 30,000 to 50,000 guan, and that company bought 30,000 to 50,000 guan. You must not focus on the company.

Because Gan Qi also wants to make money, he doesn't want to buy too high-priced food.

After almost the purchase of Yanjing, Ma Yifang began to go to the farther countryside, Yizhou, Zhuozhou, Tanzhou, and then to Datong.

Gan Qi did not follow him around, but stayed in Yanjing City and wandered around Yanjing for a while.

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun are actually not an easy place to defend for the south. There is no danger to defend against the south. The real focus of the defense is the Yanjing City. This Yanjing City has more than 300,000 people and 40,000 to 50,000 troops. The city walls are towering, the inner city and the outer city, and the urn city.

Gan Qi also began to study the urncheng. This thing is really troublesome for war. If it is a siege, it is not good. The urncheng is a big trap, a meat grinder.

When Ma Yifang walked around and returned with a full load, Gan Qi knew this Yanjing City well.

When we met again, Ma Yifang was very excited: "Brother, the price of grain has risen again. I went to Hanjiazhuang before entering the city. What do you think?"

"How?" Ganqi cooperated with Ma Yifang's performance.

"Han Laoer spoke for two or three. No matter how much I begged, he would not breathe a sigh of relief... At that time, I almost couldn't help laughing, haha..." Ma Yifang enjoyed the pleasure of his scheming and conspiracy.

Gan Qi, who was really scheming, said: "This increase is not enough. I have always bought it for seven or eight times, but it is far from enough to increase this little."

Ma Yifang immediately returned to reality and said, "Brother, I don't think it's enough. If you sell it like this, you still make too little money. What should I do?"

Ma Yifang frowned and thought.

A man like Gan Qi naturally had to relieve Ma Yifang's worries and said, "Brother, my fleet is coming back soon. I brought 700,000 or 800,000 pounds of money back this time. Do you want it?"

"I'm willing to lend me money?" Ma Yifang said in surprise.

Gan Qi was a little embarrassed: "This... Otherwise, brother, if I have 800,000 yuan back this time, I will lend half of it to my brother, and the rest will be my own, what about?"

"Okay, okay, my brother is really kind. It is a blessing I have cultivated in my life. Don't worry, my brother will not lend you money in vain and calculate interest for you." Ma Yifang was very excited, and Ye Mingzhu chuckled.

"It should be, it should be." Gan Qi really means nothing.

"My brother's business is my brother's business. If you want cloth and salt tea, you will buy it for you, and you will buy it for your food." Ma Yifang is also righteous. In this world, where is there anyone who is willing to borrow hundreds of thousands of ounces to another person? His biological brothers can't do this.

Ma Yifang, who was from the bottom, was really moved at this time.

"Thank you brother!" Gan Qi was filled with joy.

"Let's go, my brother will take you to the elegant place to enjoy the fun. Don't you like Gan Qi from the Song Dynasty the most? Today I will invite ten courtesans to sing for a night, and sing Gan Qi's lyrics, and sing enough." Ma Yifang was still extremely generous.

"There are also dramas. I heard the dramas written by Ganqi in a garden in the city the first few days. This is the best." Ganqi said.

"Okay, I'll book a garden and invite the troupe to come over together. The gongs and drums are loud and sing him all night." Ma Yifang patted his chest.

Gan Qi suddenly asked softly: "Does brother have enough money?"

Ma Yifang suddenly became embarrassed, looked around and spread his hands: "Brother has two night pearls here, just sell him one."

"No need to do this, I'll invite my brother tonight." Gan Qi smiled.

"No, no, my brother turned out to be a guest, how could I let my brother entertain my brother? Wait, I'll go out and sell one of the beads!" After saying that, Ma Yifang turned around and went out, and the two beloved Ye Mingzhu were about to take one in the pawnshop.

Gan Qi looked at Ma Yifang Fengfenghuohuo's back, shook his head and smiled, muttering to himself: "What a good person, what a pity!"

What a pity?

Ganqi didn't continue to say anything.

Ganqi is better than the horse party and more advanced than the horse party.

Gan Qi's money came back quickly. In just a few days, hundreds of thousands of pounds of money came from the sea in a carriage.

Ma Yifang started to be busy again. He knew that he was going to make a fortune and was not a problem with any fatigue.

Gan Qi sometimes wonders whether people like businessmen really don’t care about the people, they only care about making money. They don’t even think too much about whether they sell their country?

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun is also a bit embarrassing. If you want to say that Ma Yifang is selling his country, from Gan Qi's perspective, or from the perspective of a Han Chinese, the Khitan Liao was obviously not Ma Yifang's motherland.

But are Yanyun's Han people really that eager toward the Song Dynasty? In fact, this is not the case. Many Song people have this mentality and only think that the Han people in Yanyun yearn for the Song Dynasty.

But reality slapped the Song people in the face. At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, when Emperor Huizong Zhao Ji was in power, the Northern Song Dynasty raised an army to attack the Liao Kingdom, and the Jin people attacked the Liao Kingdom in the north and south.

At that time, even Emperor Zhao Ji felt that as soon as the army of the Song Dynasty arrived, the Han people in Yanyun would definitely eat pots of water to welcome the king's army. However, the reality was that Han people stood on the city wall and fought bravely, resisting the army of the Song Dynasty's Northern Expedition.

How to say this reality?

Maybe we should admire the Liao Kingdom. When the Khitans were sinicized to a certain extent, for ordinary people, as long as they could live and work in peace, the Khitans seemed to be incapable of ruling them. In this regard, the Khitans might have achieved this to win people's hearts.

As a businessman, Ma Yifang turned a blind eye to the growing number of beggars in Yanjing City in order to make money.

If Gan Qi was a native of Yanyun, then Gan Qi would definitely want to kill him quickly.

But in all dynasties, are there few businessmen like Ma Yifang who make money from the country and the people who make money from the country?

There are really many people, even when the country and nation are alive, there are still such people, such as those who are unconscienced in the Republic of China.

Making money and making money seems to be the only value orientation of a large number of businessmen, and other things have to be sidelined.

Ma Yifang didn't even think about this kind of problem, such as not being able to afford to eat, and starve people to death.

But Gan Qi thought about it, and was thinking at this time.

But it's just thinking about it.

No country can be unified, and the homeland is in the hands of foreign tribes. What is the use of other people?

Ma Yifang brought the money and bought more expensive food. He bought it himself, bought it for Ganqi, and bought it for many other biological products such as cloth, salt, tea, etc.

When they met Gan Qi again, Ma Yifang mysteriously said to Gan Qi: "Brother, I discovered something big."

"What's the matter?" Gan Qi asked.

"I found that grain merchants in many places are also hoarding food..." Ma Yifang was a little worried, and others were hoarding food, which seemed to be bad news for Ma Yifang.

"Brother, don't worry, that's right!" Gan Qi had a black heart.

"Why do you think so?"

"The more people hoard, the higher the grain price will naturally rise, and the higher the grain price will be. Wouldn't my brother benefit more?" Gan Qi explained, but there was another thing he didn't say, that is, what should these grain merchants do when the grain prices rose to a certain level?

Food is not something that can be preserved for a long time, it is hoarding and the price remains high. Who should I sell this food to?

Sell ​​it to the people? People can't afford it.

Sell ​​it to other grain merchants, and other grain merchants are also waiting for others to come and buy it at a high price.

Crash and price cuts?

Whoever lowers the price of this thing will lose money. And the first person to lower the price will inevitably be attacked by the crowd. Whoever dares to lower the price first will offend everyone else.

Don't even lower the price?

It depends on who can handle it!

This is a dead end for these businessmen!

Gan Qi will only keep himself alive, but he can't control others, including Ma Yifang.

But Ma Yifang was still nodding repeatedly: "What my brother said is reasonable, let's rise, rise to the sky. Brother, I am really going to make a fortune this time."

Gan Qi smiled and refused to answer.

Now, the anger of the people in Yanjing City has gradually increased.

There are 700 coins per stone of grain, and many people only buy more than two stones of grain for a month.

Now the retail price has risen to nearly three cents of money. Many people earn only enough money in a month to buy half a stone of grain and five dou of wheat.

If you have four or five people in a family, you can barely starve to death. Don’t think about oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and don’t think about meat and vegetables. As for buying some other things, pulling a foot of cloth and buying some tea, don’t think about it. The key is that cloth and tea have already been sky-high prices, and even if the food does not increase, it is easy to afford it.

This is still a family with normal income.

If it were those families who were already on the poverty line, going to the streets would become the only way to survive.

Something was wrong.

Yelu Yixin, the Privy Councilor of the Southern Court, also received the news. It is impossible not to receive the news. After all, those officials also had to buy food and eat. Although the price of grain is not a burden to them, some people knew that something was wrong.

On this day, Ma Yifang and Gan Qi were planning the accounts, counting the cost and price, counting when the price reached, and how much money they could make.

Just as he was so happy, a servant ran in and shouted, "Boss, boss, big business."

"What's the matter?" Ma Yifang was in a good mood and his tone was also good.

"The Privy Councilor sent people to summon."

"Oh, my mother!" Ma Yifang almost didn't stand firm. He had seen Yelu Yixin. After all, he still had a relationship with Yelu Yixin and also did business under the banner of Yelu Yixin.

But in the past, Ma Yifang knelt down and asked for a meeting, but Yelu Yixin had never summoned him.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Yelu Yixin summoning him. Ma Yifang was not happy or surprised, but was a little scared.

"Boss, hurry up, people are waiting at the door, it's not easy to provoke."

Ma Yifang immediately stood up and ran, throwing Gan Qi directly into the hall.

The Southern Privy Council was renovated by the former Nandawang Court. It was extraordinary. Khitan warriors were wearing heavy armor and holding swords and guns, patrolling teams from side to side.

Ma Yifang stood here, and he didn't dare to show off his anger. He only dared to lower his head and wait for the summons.
To be continued...