A few flashes of lightning, like a dream of the past. Unfortunately, it would never happen again. Everyone at the docks gathered to relax.
After a clap of thunder, Boss Mi finally recovered from his endless regret and inexplicable joy. He looked at the person he had never seen before and asked, "Why did you help me?"
"I just said that I have a grudge against Zhang Wang and Zhuangzi. If they have a good time, I will not have a good time. A hundred taels of silver, you said it was a thousand taels of silver. Are you selling?" The person deliberately stared at Song Jinggong with a sinister look.
"Yes." Boss Mi also held his breath. It was too embarrassing. He had to fight for some face.
As the person made the announcement, Boss Mi left with his people while the others could not see clearly. Just as he walked across the bridge, the bailiff of San Shui County came up to him and whispered something in his ear. Boss Mi's face immediately turned pale.
He looked back at the people who were watching him leave and forced a smile. He asked Lazi to take out a string of money and gave it to the bailiff. After thanking the bailiff for not directly arresting him, he followed behind him and walked towards the yamen.
"Hua!" The people at the docks made a commotion. Boss Mi was taken away by the bailiff. It was not a good thing.
The sounds of discussion gradually died down after Master Mi's figure disappeared. The common people, the boatmen on the river, and the grain merchants who were shocked by the Zhang and Wang family's ruthless methods turned their eyes to the person who was willing to spend money to buy moldy grain. Those who were sensible knew that this person would not spend a thousand taels of silver. They saw that when the two received the money, it was only a small box.
Those who were close and had good ears heard that it was a hundred taels of silver. Under the urge to show off, this matter was quickly known by everyone.
Even so, there were still people who said that this person was stupid. How could the moldy grain be worth a hundred taels of silver? The transportation cost was not small. If he wanted to mix it with good grain, it would turn the good grain into moldy grain.
Just as everyone was puzzled, the grain collector who had been walking around the grain walked in front of Song Jinggong. He cupped his hands and said, "Young master Song, the matter here is done. I have to go back and inform the lord. I won't stay here any longer. Farewell."
"Take care." Song Jinggong returned the greeting.
The two of them were not speaking softly, and the people standing not far away could hear them clearly. More astonishment and shock spread through the crowd again.
"Everyone, please listen to what I have to say." After Song Jinggong waited for the person to leave, he took the simple loudspeaker and stood at a slightly higher place, shouting to the people around him.
After shouting a few more times, the surrounding crowd finally quietened down. Those who were nearby raised their heads while those who were further away tiptoed, wanting to hear what Song gongzi was saying.
"Ladies and gentlemen, is there anyone at home who can brew wine? When the old grain is fermented into wine, a small family can get half a jin. If you want to make wine specifically, you will need to spend some money to buy more wine. Each wine bucket is 120 copper coins. The quantity is limited, so please buy quickly. "
Song Jinggong waited for the others to stop talking, then he began to sell the wine. Nine thousand shi of moldy old grain was perfect for making wine. Otherwise, he would not have spent money to buy it back. According to this price, he could make almost twice the profit in the end.
After shouting, Song Jinggong did not dare to delay. Otherwise, when the rain came, he did not know what would happen. At this time, he also needed to grasp the situation. He called for a large number of people to start moving the grain to the depths of the mountain. The master who knew how to make music was already waiting there. The grain was peeled and the grain was steamed.
After Song Jinggong and his people left, more than half of the old grain was gone in the blink of an eye. There were still people moving the grain, but the people who were left at the dock were all stunned.
"Good calculation. This time is just right. If we keep it, it can be used to make wine. If we ship it out, it will have maggots. Let's go to Zhangjia Zhuangzi to discuss the price of the seeds." Master Jin sighed and said helplessly.
The people beside him could not help but admire his ability. He calculated everything just right. With that price, even if they lost some of the moldy grain, they could earn back the money in the end. It was estimated that the wine made from the grain would still be worth close to four hundred taels of silver at such a low price.
In addition to the money they cheated from Master Mi and the money they spent to buy the new grain at a high price, they still had some savings.
A master surnamed Lu closed his eyes and thought for a while. He said to Master Jin, "That's fine. We can only discuss it properly. I'll say something that will make everyone laugh. I'm really afraid of that Zhuangzi. If it was someone else, both sides would have suffered losses. Zhang Wang Zhuangzi can actually still make money at this time. I've learned something new."
Following his words, everyone walked towards the place where the horses and carriages were hired. They did not care if it was going to rain soon. They just wanted to get there early to show their sincerity. When they arrived at the place where the horses and carriages were hired, someone asked them, "Everyone, do you make wine?"
"What should I do if I don't brew it?" Lu Dongjia frowned and asked.
"We collect wine dregs and wine grains. One stone for one copper coin. As long as it's not too far away, we can bring it back." The master of the carriage smiled and replied.
"Why do we collect this? Over there, Young Master Song just took away nine thousand stone worth of grain. When he's done there, there will be a lot of dregs, right? "Another master asked.
"Yes, it was Young Master Song who ordered us to collect them. When the time comes, we will ask who comes to buy the wine. I heard that it has a big use. As for what kind of use, I don't know." The master of the carriage was still smiling.
"Big use? Could it be that other than making wine to make money, the rest of the dregs can be used to make more money?" Master Jin felt uncomfortable in his heart.
When the rain fell, the hired horses and carriages led the way in front. The people of the grain store followed behind in their own carriages and headed towards Zhangjia Zhuangzi.
*****
"Xiao Bao, do you think the rain will come to our place? I think it's gloomy over there. If it really rains, the unharvested rice will be in trouble."
Wang Juan sat by the riverside of Zhangjia Zhuangzi and asked Zhang Xiaobao who was beside her.
"So many old people said they won't. Let's just wait and see. I think those people will arrive before noon tomorrow. Otherwise, we will personally sell these seeds and not give them the last chance to make money."
Zhang Xiaobao had an indifferent expression.
"Who will make money? Our seeds are expensive, but the output is not that high after leaving the place. 150 copper coins per catty. Whoever buys it will have to pay. "
"So you're saying that to make the other grain merchants hate the master of the grains. When the time comes, you can make it cheaper. Sixty to seventy copper coins per catty should be enough. Are you really planning to offend everyone? If they buy it back, it will be better than the original seeds. If the yield is increased by ten to twenty percent, they will make a lot of money. Have you caught all the piglets? "
Zhang Xiaobao rested his chin on his hand and said unhurriedly.
Wang Juan nodded. "We should catch them. When the time comes, we can feed them distillers grains. We can't do things that lose money. Do you know how to feed them?"
"No. If others can feed them, we can find someone to try. It's just a matter of feeding them more or less. I don't believe that the pigs will die from eating."
"Well, let's just leave it there. Whoever comes up with the best method will be rewarded. I heard that there's going to be a big event in Little Luoshui. Why don't we go and have a look? It's not fun to stay at home all day."
Wang Juan had never raised a pig before, so she could only arrange it for someone else. She also suggested going to Little Luoshui. She had never been there before. She didn't know how the construction of the pier was, and she didn't know what the lake there looked like. There was also a mountain for people to visit. This was the right time.
Zhang Xiaobao looked at Wang Juan and said, "How old are you? You still want to have fun? Don't you know how to do more things? "
"How old am I? Even people in their fifties or sixties know how to go on vacation. Do you want to go? Maybe you can come up with some ideas to make money. This time, I gave County Magistrate Cheng 20,000 taels of silver. My heart … "
Wang Juan was fighting for more benefits for herself. Zhang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Well, let's go. After we sell these seeds, we'll go. The whole family will go. Just leave the housekeeper behind. Let's go back. It's a little stuffy outside and it's so hot."
When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan walked back, they felt that after the harvest season, it was really boring. The farmers had already received the money that could be exchanged for the rice that they should have kept. It was five times the grain that they bought outside. Naturally, they sold it as seeds.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan originally discussed giving all the money that should have gone to the farmers. For example, if they sold it by catty, one catty would be dozens of copper coins. However, the farmers had never sold seeds before, and there was no precedent for this calculation. If it was really calculated like this, the farmers' annual harvest would be frightening.
Fortunately, the farmers thought of this first. They found a few old men and said that they should just get some grain like before. They knew that all this had something to do with the main family. Without the main family, there wouldn't be such a harvest. They didn't know how the main family did it, but in any case, the land was easy to plant and the yield was high.
The main family of Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan felt that it was too little to give only the previous harvest, so they forced it on the farmers. At first, the farmers said that they only needed to give twice as much. In the end, the main family gave five times as much. Even so, they still took advantage of many farmers. After discussion, they took out a part of it to build houses for the farmers, and also used it to ensure welfare.
When night fell, the people who came from Little Luoshui arrived at Tuqiao Village. They directly stayed at the restaurant Between the Clouds and the Water. They ordered a lot of dishes, and while eating and drinking, they discussed the next day's price.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan called Steward Zhang over. They taught Steward Zhang about negotiating with the merchants in all aspects, so that he would know what problems he would face. After that, they didn't care anymore.
"Xiao Bao, if next year is like this year and we continue to plant seeds, do you think we will still have to give the farmers five times as much grain? I'm a little worried. "Wang Juan asked while grinding ink when the two got up to study.
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