Chapter One Thousand Six Hundred and Ninety-Two: Grab All
"Oh? Tell me, what don't you understand?" Fu Yong was in a good mood now, and he didn't mind the shopkeeper's abruptness and was willing to answer his questions.
The shopkeeper was slightly convinced, and quickly asked with a smile, "Master, isn't it a waste of effort for us to sell cotton like this? And we have to lose a little every day, so what's the use of it?"
Fu Yong put down the teacup in his hand and laughed, "The secret of this, if I didn't get guidance from an expert, I wouldn't be able to figure it out. But this matter is of great importance, and now is not the time to explain it to you. Work hard and wait until this happens."
Now that the matter is over, I will talk to you carefully."
"Oh?" Doubts arose in the shopkeeper's heart. It turned out that this was not the master's idea. Then what kind of expert would give advice to the master?
Just one day later, the news of two pieces of high-quality cotton cloth spread throughout the capital in an instant.
This impact soon spread to the shipping department, causing the price of cotton cloth to plummet.
"Your Majesty, something is wrong." A female official hurriedly ran to Han Jingyun.
Han Jingyun is holding the account book, calculating the income of these days and the expected income. The more she calculates, the more proud smile appears on her beautiful face. ??
Hearing the female officer's voice, Han Jingyun couldn't hide the smile on his face, raised his face and asked, "What's wrong?"
The female officer hurriedly bowed, folded her hands in front of her, lowered her head and replied, "Return to your Majesty, the price of cotton has plummeted."
"The price of cotton has dropped? How is this possible?" Han Jingyun simply couldn't believe his ears and seriously suspected that the female officer was talking nonsense.
She knew that her eldest brother was going to go against her and help the merchants sell the cotton they had hoarded.
But if she wants to sell the cotton cloth without losing money, she must let the price of cotton cloth continue to rise. And if the price of cotton cloth continues to rise, she will be ready to continue selling and seize the opportunity to make a huge profit.
She has even calculated how much money she will make in the future. Now you come to tell me that the price of cotton has dropped?
"How much has it dropped?" Han Jingyun asked through gritted teeth.
"It's down to two guans." The female officer didn't dare to express her anger and replied bravely.
"What? Liangguan?" Han Jingyun's breathing became rapid and he asked loudly, "When did it happen? Why didn't you report it in advance?"
The female officer hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, please calm down. The price of cotton suddenly dropped to two cents. This servant was caught off guard. As soon as I got the news, I came to report it immediately."
Hearing this, Han Jingyun instantly understood that the price had dropped so suddenly, and that someone must be manipulating it. And without thinking, she guessed that it was her elder brother who did it.
But what he doesn't understand is that if the eldest brother wants to help those merchants, shouldn't he raise the price? Why is he trying so hard to lower the price?
Perplexed, Han Jingyun came back to his senses, saw the female officer still kneeling on the ground, and casually waved her hand, "Get up."
"Thank you, empress." The female officer stood up quickly, still looking down at the ground without raising her head, and stood aside.
Han Jingyun pressed her green onion-like fingers on her forehead, racking her brains to think about the meaning of her elder brother's move. However, although she was extremely talented in mathematics, she really knew nothing about buying and selling.
No matter how hard I try, I still can't figure out the meaning of my brother's move.
After waiting for the Queen's instructions for a long time, the female officer had to ask softly, "Your Majesty, at this price, do we still sell it?"
Han Jingyuncui's curved eyebrows frowned slightly, and she made up her mind, "Sell! Anyway, you can make money from both, so why not sell it?"
"Yes." After receiving the order, the female officer quickly turned around and went to the weaving workshop to deliver the order.
"Master, it's not good, they have started selling cotton cloth again." Fu Yong and Chang Hao found Han Du with anxious faces, and shouted impatiently as soon as they saw Fu Yong.
Han Du sat calmly on a chair, holding a teapot in one hand and pouring tea.
Seeing the anxious looks on their faces, Han Du each pushed a cup of tea over to him and said with a smile, "Sit down."
Han Du's actions made the two of them feel slightly calmer, and they looked at each other and sat on the chairs.
Han Du picked up the tea cup and smiled calmly and said, "Two pieces of high-quality cotton cloth per piece. Since the palace continues to ship them, you can continue to buy them."
"Ah? Continue buying?" Fu Yong looked confused and didn't understand Han Du's thoughts.
"Of course, go ahead and buy it." Han Du nodded affirmatively, "Two pieces of high-quality cotton per piece. If it were before, you would probably eat it without hesitation. Why don't you have the guts now?"
The two of them couldn't hold their heads up after what Han Du said. This is the truth, but isn't the situation different now? Of course they dreamed of buying such low-priced cotton in the past, but now they have a lot of cotton in their hands.
It's so bad that they won't buy it no matter how cheap it is.
"It's high-quality cotton. It's only sold twice. You won't get it at this price no matter what, right?"
Fu Yong and Chang Hao looked at each other and nodded in unison, "Okay, let's listen to the father-in-law and accept it!"
Next, Fu Yong and Chang Hao continued to receive goods, and continued to drive down the price of cotton cloth, from two guans to one 500 yuan.
"So low?" Han Jingyun frowned and looked at the female officer who reported the report with wide eyes.
The female official lowered her head in shame, "I am a slave and incompetent."
Han Jingyun sighed deeply, and couldn't figure out what the elder brother wanted to do. The price of cotton cloth was two thousand yuan, which was actually not low.
"Always 500 Wen" Han Jingyun said lowly
Thinking.
The female officer plucked up the courage and asked, "Empress? Are we still selling?"
"Sell! Why not sell?" Han Jingyun narrowed his eyes into a thin line, "Anyway, we always make money with 500 yuan, so just sell it."
Facing the endless supply of cotton cloth, Fu Yong and Chang Hao had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat it all, even if their wealth was empty.
"Master, you can't buy it. If you continue to buy it, the little ones will not even have money to eat."
After all this struggle, the two of them had reached the point where they were running out of ammunition and food.
Han Du smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't matter. If you still have cotton, let me buy it."
Phew~ The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The father-in-law is willing to continue to take over the purchase of cotton, which not only ensures the progress of the plan, but also makes the two of them feel more at ease.
Within ten days, Han Du directly purchased a total of 200,000 pieces of cotton cloth until all the cotton cloth in the weaving workshop was sold out.
Fu Yong and Chang Hao were found again, and Han Du faced them in high spirits.
"Now that we have 99% of the cotton in the entire Ming Dynasty, it's time to increase the price of cotton."
Fu Yong was surprised and suddenly understood Han Du's approach, "Raise the price? What do you mean, sir, let's raise the price to sell cotton?"
"Of course, otherwise how can you even out the loss?" Han Du nodded and smiled.
Chang Hao frowned, "It's easy for us to raise the price of cotton cloth, but after the price increase, who will sell so much cotton cloth to?"
It's easy to increase the price, but the three people have millions of pieces of cotton in their hands. Who can afford it?
"Is the maritime merchant coming back soon?"
Han Du's words caused a thunder in the minds of the two of them. Maritime merchant!
The greatest purchasing power of the Ming Dynasty was not the princes and nobles, nor the officials and landlords, but the maritime merchants.
A piece of fine cotton cloth is only worth two guan in the capital, but once shipped to the West, it can be sold for 20 guan.
Now the cotton cloth of the Ming Dynasty is in the hands of the three of them. If the maritime merchants want to make this money, they must buy cotton cloth from them. Even if the price is a little higher, as long as it is not too outrageous, no maritime merchant will refuse.
Fu Yong originally went to sea to run boats, but since he started making quick money from futures contracts, he has forgotten all about it.
Fu Yong was the first to react and said with a smile on his face, "Master, have you already prepared to sell the cotton cloth to the maritime merchants?"
Han Du did not deny it and nodded with a smile.
Fu Yong then sighed, "My father-in-law has foresight and foresight. I really admire him."
The time that maritime merchants could stay in Daming was not long, otherwise it would have wasted their time too much. Therefore, which
They are afraid that if the price is a bit more expensive, they will bite the bullet and buy it.
For maritime merchants, a higher price just means less profit, not no profit.
"Sir, how much should the price be?" Chang Hao finally saw hope. He had only one idea now, to exchange the cotton in his hand for treasure money as soon as possible.
As for the idea of making money, he no longer has the idea of making money. What happened this time scared him badly, and he needs to take a good breather.
"Siguan." Han Du made an estimate, "Sea trade is also risky. If it's high, I'm afraid the maritime merchants won't agree."
"My lord, but" Fu Yong was anxious and wanted to speak.
However, Han Du stopped him with a wave of his hand and continued, "Four pieces per horse are already double the usual price. You can also make a small profit. If the price is higher, then even if there are maritime merchants who buy it, they will not buy it."
We bought all the cotton."
"Don't forget that the palace's cotton cloth is constantly being woven. Are you planning to keep the cotton cloth in your hands and wait until next year to sell it?"
Next year? How can we wait until next year? If it comes next year, Fu Yong will be finished long ago.
"Okay, I will listen to my father-in-law."
Under Han Du's manipulation, the price of fine cotton suddenly increased to four thousand dollars.
Faced with this situation, some among the maritime merchants naturally complained, and even said that even if they did not do business, they would not buy cotton at this price.
After all, cotton is only one of the goods traded overseas, not the only one. There are also silk, porcelain, tea, etc.
Even if maritime merchants do not purchase cotton cloth, as long as they exchange the cotton cloth for other goods, their trade will not be affected.
In response to this, Fu Yong and Chang Hao were panicked and hurriedly found Han Du, hoping to lower the price a little, as long as they could sell the cotton cloth.
Now they no longer expect to make money, and they can accept even a small loss.
However, Handu is determined not to lower prices.
The two of them had no choice but to grit their teeth and stick with Han Du.
The change came quickly. Those maritime merchants found that the price of cotton cloth did not decrease after they spread the word. On the contrary, some of them were buying cotton cloth crazily.
At this time, everyone gradually came to their senses, and the demand for overseas cotton cloth was constantly growing. Even if they were not in the cotton cloth business, this demand would not decrease at all.
On the contrary, because they gave up the cotton cloth business, less cotton cloth was exported to the sea. At this time, cotton cloth could still be sold at a higher price.
How could such a good opportunity be given away to others in vain?
All of a sudden, maritime merchants were rushing to grab cotton cloth. Not to mention making less money, even if they lost money, they could not give up their cotton cloth market to others.