Chapter 241 The sorrow of the ancient people
Children all know such an obvious truth, why do they still have to do it?
In a word, it’s not because the people are all poor and have no money, and they are just a little less money, but the people just can’t afford it.
If you can't take it out, you can't pay the tax. If you can't pay the tax, you will have to eat the board of the county government and go to jail.
In order to raise money, the people had to sell the grain they had worked hard to grow at a low price.
By the turn of summer and autumn, the old grains in the people's homes were eaten up and the new grains were not yet grown in the fields. This is the time when the so-called "green and yellow" was not accepted. In order to buy food, the people had to borrow money everywhere, or even sell their children to overcome difficulties.
Alas, it’s all about tears if you say too much.
Such a miserable life situation is extremely cruel to the people, but for merchants like grain stores, it is a heavenly existence.
Youdao means that the strong are always strong. In this situation where they are almost uninterrupted by external forces, they can basically be said to be in a monopoly position in the industry and make a fortune, so their business is extremely large.
Often, there is only one grain shop in a county that sells grain, while other small grain shops buy grain from him.
This is not counting. If it is a relatively powerful grain business, it can also monopolize the grain transactions of one government or even several governments. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is rich in one country or even the world.
In this way, the same age creates hell for the poor and a paradise for the rich.
As soon as Zhang Jiuyan approached the grain shop, he saw many hungry people sitting, kneeling, lying, or leaning on the grain shop, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one,
At the entrance of the grain store, there were four or five strong men holding wooden sticks and glaring at those people.
In this situation, Zhang Jiuyan naturally understood what was going on. It was just that the hungry people wanted to give them some food.
But the grain store is not a porridge shed, so there is no way to give alms to food. Of course, it is to order people to guard the doorstep to prevent hungry people from causing trouble.
Although there are many hungry people, there are not many who dare to do anything randomly, because the food bank itself has connections, and if it is causing trouble, it must be that the hungry people will cause trouble first. The food bank is forced to defend itself.
Therefore, if the hungry people dare to act randomly, they will inevitably be beaten, regardless of whether they are beaten to death.
It is precisely because of this that this is a scene that seems to be overcrowded but orderly.
When Zhang Jiuyan saw the hungry people being pitiful, he felt so embarrassed that when he walked closer, he saw a few children becoming thinner into skeletons, and he felt even more overwhelmed.
Unable to bear to watch more, Zhang Jiuyan directly raised his foot in.
As soon as the food was in progress, a friend came to entertain him, "Customer, can you ask if you want to buy wheat or corn?"
Zhang Jiuyan did not answer directly, but walked to a bag of grain, grabbed some gently, and kneaded them in his hands.
Looking at the food in his hand, Zhang Jiuyan was filled with emotion.
Zhang Jiuyan thought to himself that in Shaanxi, I don’t know how many people will starve to death in one day, but I don’t know how much food is lying here.
If this food is used to provide relief to the victims, I don’t know how many people will be saved.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jiuyan held the grain in his hand tightly, as if he wanted to hold the grain to pieces.
"Kei, kei, if you want to buy food, it is our honor, but if you don't buy food, don't make trouble."
When the guy saw Zhang Jiuyan pinch the food in his hand to death, he was worried that Zhang Jiuyan was here to make trouble, so he couldn't help but ask. If he really came to find trouble, he would have to beat him up.
Sure enough, as soon as the guy asked, two strong men standing at the door immediately came over.
The two looked at Zhang Jiuyan with a vicious look, and they were about to fight when they had a disagreement.
In ancient times, businessmen paid attention to harmony to make money. No matter what business it was, they were all harmonious.
This is the business method raised by the ancients for thousands of years. It was unimaginable in the past that such a strong man threatened a possible buyer.
But who says that the world is difficult now, there are countless things to kill, rob, steal, and rob. If you change your work style, there is nothing you can do.
Otherwise, this transaction would be impossible.
“Hahaha,,,”
Zhang Jiuyan laughed a few times, loosened the grain in his hand, sprinkled it down, and then said, "Come on the grain, don't buy grain, so why should I do it?"
The guy looked a little better, and he winked at the two strong men, and the two strong men went to the door again.
The guy said enthusiastically: "Do you dare to ask the customer to buy wheat or corn, how much do you buy?"
Zhang Jiuyan looked around and saw that although there were bags of food here, there were only wheat and corn. We didn’t need to introduce it, we all knew about it.
As for the corn, this is not the rice from later generations, but the yellowed rice after being hulled. Because this rice is small in size, it is also called millet.
As for the rice that was often eaten in later generations, it is rare in Shaanxi today.
Because Shaanxi is located on the loess high slope, the rice yield is not high, and the wheat and corn taste a lot and grind it into powder. It can be made of noodles, bread, buns, steamed buns, etc.
Shaanxi people have eaten wheat and corn for thousands of years. They are used to it and like to eat it so much, so rice has not yet been popularized in Shaanxi at this time.
"How did this sell?"
Seeing Zhang Jiuyan asking for the price, the guy replied, "Return to the official words of the guest, our bucket of wheat costs 160 cents and our bucket of corn costs 120 cents. How much do you want?"
One stone is ten dou, one dou is ten liters, and one liter is about one pound, two ounces and five qians, so one dou is twelve pounds and five liang, and one stone is 125 jin.
Because grain is expensive for ordinary people, most people buy grain in one bucket or two buckets, and very few buy one or two stones.
So this guy's quote is naturally based on Dou as the unit of calculation.
“It’s expensive.”
Zhang Jiuyan muttered, "My man, I remember that last year my family sold wheat to you, and the price you collected was four cents of silver and one stone, but now you sell it to me is equivalent to one tael and six cents of silver, which is four times more. This is too much profit."
"Hi, look at what the customer said, are they all going to the market? When and when and where is the price? Where can we be accurate? We are not expensive here. I heard that Suzhou and Hangzhou are all three or four taels of silver per stone."
The guy obviously heard of Zhang Jiuyan’s problem, so he had a reason to deal with it when he opened his mouth.
If this is an ordinary person, he would believe it, but for Zhang Jiuyan, he knew that he was talking nonsense.
Zhang Jiuyan said, "Boy, you're joking. Suzhou and Hangzhou are rich places in Jiangnan. They have always been in good weather and rain. The fertile land is connected by thousands of acres. Who would have ever heard of the shortage of food in Jiangnan?"
Chapter completed!