Chapter 1980 Daming Has No Shortage of Food

Food prices are rising more and more violently, and the people are naturally going to make a fuss, but the magistrate's yamen and chief envoys, including the procuratorate, have not moved.

Don't buy it!

A message began to circulate in the market.

Immediately there will be countless grains pouring into Jinan, and the price of grains will be cut in half.

The common people follow blindly. After the news came out, some people went to the Yamen to ask for confirmation, but they only got a vague answer.

— There will be food.

"Open a position, press it first."

Chang Yu came to see Fang Xing, and said frankly: "Uncle Xing, no matter what you want to fish or what, but the common people can't stand the trouble. I think we can open a warehouse, but I just need your permission."

Local officials can open warehouses to release grain, which is Zhu Di's later franchise right. But there is one condition, that is, there is a disaster that affects food output.

Local officials release food first, and officials will come down to check the situation afterwards. Once fraudulent practices are found, there will be a bunch of extra heads at the gate of the city immediately.

Jinan has not encountered any disasters, and the conditions for releasing food are insufficient. Only Fang Xing, as the emperor's representative, has the right to make decisions.

Fang Xing held a document in his hand and read it carefully, and said, "Don't worry."

Chang Yu held back his anger and said, "Uncle Xinghe, there are rumors on the market that the food will arrive soon, but where is the food? If the people have to wait and cannot get it, when the time comes...the civil uprising..."

As he said that, fear appeared in his eyes: "When those people take advantage of the situation and make noises, Jinan will be in chaos!"

Civil uprisings have always been the most feared event for local officials. No matter whether you can calm down or not, the capital will definitely give you an "explanation" afterwards.

Fang Xing put down the document, and said flatly, "Be safe and don't be impatient."

Chang Yu was helpless, Fang Xing continued, "Sell food."

"Sell food?"

"right."

"Open warehouses to sell grain, and the price of grain will remain unchanged before the price increase."

Excited, Chang Yu stood up and said, "Then I'll prepare it right now, Xing Hebo, and I have to ask your people to keep an eye on it, so that those big households won't rush to buy it."

Fang Xing smiled, picked up the paperwork again, and said before bowing his head: "Open for sale, no matter who buys, how much you buy, sell!"

...

Fang Xing was standing still, so some fast horses passed messages back and forth between the capital and Jinan.

——No convoy transporting grain!

"What is that man waiting for?"

This was the first time Yang Yan saw Mr. Seventeen anxious, and the sense of mystery disappeared immediately.

"Sir, the man's memorial must have arrived in Beiping long ago, and the court and China are discussing it."

Mr. Seventeen gave him a cold look, and said: "If you ask for help in the memorial, it means that Fang Xing is incompetent. Do you think he would be so stupid?"

Yang Yan tried his best to imagine the majestic face in front of him, so as to increase his confidence, "Sir, it is said that the accounting has ended. When the court sees the documents and makes a final decision, this matter can no longer be reversed. At present A good way is... to stir up a civil uprising!"

Mr. Seventeen said expressionlessly: "The old man doesn't know about this, it's just that you hang out with that sparrow all day long, so be careful with your tongue."

Yang Yan's complexion changed slightly, and he bowed and said, "Yes, the student knows."

The future of Queus tongue is in the hands of Mr. Seventeen, and Yang Yan can't refuse, let alone resist.

"student……"

At this time, a person came in from outside, he bowed and said: "Sir, a warehouse has been opened outside to sell grain."

"What kind of food is sold? What's the price?"

Mr. Seventeen suddenly got up, stared at the person with piercing eyes and asked.

"Sir, it's the government's granary. It's full now, and the price is the price before the price increase."

Mr. Seventeen raised his head and panted, Yang Yan asked: "Who is watching? But Fang Xing's person?"

The visitor said with a strange expression: "Only a dozen or so yamen servants are watching."

Mr. Seventeen hummed and asked, "Can you limit the quantity you can buy?"

The person who came said: "Restrictions, but some people bought it once, and then lined up to buy it a second time, no one cares."

Mr. Seventeen laughed,

Said: "This is an act to calm people's hearts. Fang Xing must be burned at the moment. He wants to ask the capital for help, but he is afraid of being denounced as incompetent."

"The old man concluded that it was Chang Yu's handwriting, and told people to buy it quickly. Don't wait for Fang Xing to send someone to look after it. At that time, he will definitely use some heads to show his prestige."

...

The food sales site was crowded with people, and gradually, most of the people queuing up became burly men.

They carry pockets and buy big bags at a time.

The yamen servants on the side started to take care of it, but after someone stuffed a few precious notes, they all started to turn a blind eye.

The food was constantly being carried away, but the queue was getting longer and longer.

...

"Three granaries were emptied."

As the dusk fell, Chang Yu didn't come, probably because he thought Fang Xing's decision was too absurd.

Fang Xing nodded, and someone came to ask: "Uncle, our lord often asks...do you want to continue releasing tomorrow?"

"Release, continue to release, if someone buys it, let it go."

...

In Jinan City under the night, the people who bought food rejoiced, while those who didn't bought food began to curse and yell.

"Master, there is not enough money."

"To borrow, food is money, and what is piled in the warehouse is money. What are you afraid of?"

In Jinan City, some people are happy and some are worried, and many people are quietly waiting for the dawn.

...

At dawn, the people who went to buy food soon got the news.

——Still no one cares!

"Are you still buying it, sir?"

"Buy! You won't lose money if you buy it."

"Master, it's all old food."

"That's okay, the big deal is to sell it as soon as the matter subsides."

"Call them here, let's discuss it."

Then a group of gentry gathered in a restaurant in the city.

"We are still selling grain today, everyone, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

As the leader, Su Wei's smiling appearance made people itch.

There were three tables, and someone asked: "Mr. Su, what chance is this to buy Chen Liang at the same price?"

"That's right, we believed in you, Mr. Su, so we invested our money. If there is no result, who will make up for the loss?"

"I have borrowed more than a thousand pens. If I lose money in the sale of old grain, Mr. Su, I am afraid that I will bring my family to your house to beg for food."

Su Wei pressed his hands with a smile, and when the noise disappeared, he got up and said, "Everyone, please rest assured, someone has a clue."

"Who? Mr. Su, who is it?"

The people here are not fools, and it is okay to ask everyone to continue to follow up, but you must have a strong guarantee.

Su Wei smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, that person will definitely be able to tell the truth. If not, the old man will come!"

"Okay! Mr. Su is bold!"

Although I don't know why Su Wei concealed it, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, if everyone loses money, Su Wei naturally cannot deny it.

So early in the morning, the wine and meat began to smell, and the flushed faces were full of excitement.

But there is a hidden worry that cannot be eliminated.

Why didn't Fang Xing send someone to monitor the grain sales?

Let those people rush to buy food, but only a few people who really need it can buy food. What does it mean?

But the news brought by the fast horse traveling back and forth between the capital and Jinan is reassuring.

No food convoy!

...

Fang Xing didn't panic at all, he was holding a small notebook and recording the names of those people one by one.

"Immigrating overseas is tough, these are the best immigrants and it needs to be documented."

"Xing Hebo, those people are drinking and having fun!"

Wang He was running around outside and felt that he was tired like a dog.

Fang Xing put down his pen and said, "Before leaving, we must have a good time with people, otherwise how will the memory be deep in the future?"

In the evening, Chang Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore and came to see Fang Xing in person.

"Xinghe Bo, the granary is almost empty."

"Then get ready."

"What are you preparing? Xinghe Bo, where else can you gather food?"

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