It's the dog days of summer, and the weather is getting hot.
After Chen Mu handed over the salt-making method to the Muchuan family, fine salt, which had been banned for a short time, became popular again.
Since the Shuchuan Chamber of Commerce was closed down, the entire salt market in Longxia has become the talking point of the Muchuan family.
The price of salt has soared again. The market price of coarse salt has reached seventy cents and one tael, while the price of Chen Muna's fine salt has exceeded one hundred and twenty cents.
Until now, the common people have remained silent.
The price of high-quality table salt, which could be bought for just a few pennies, has increased dozens of times.
Some time ago, the people applauded because the Chamber of Commerce of King Shuchuan was closed.
Only now do I understand how stupid those things I said before were, and they were all fooled.
"I heard no, there is nothing wrong with this salt. The reason why we eat dead people is because some people couldn't bear to see the King of Shuchuan working for our benefit and deliberately framed him."
"I heard it was the Muchuan family who did it. Damn it, they said the salt was poisonous and sold it to us for dozens of times the price!"
"Weren't you the one who scolded the King of Shuchuan the most before? Now that you can't afford salt, are you talking about this again?"
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Right now, people are talking about the high price of salt.
And these words all fell in the ears of Chen Mu who was wandering on the street.
He couldn't say he was happy, because this was what he expected.
"These people are much smarter and know that we are doing it for their own good."
Chen Mu snorted coldly: "Bullshit, right now it all depends on His Highness the Crown Prince sending people to incite the crowd's emotions. Otherwise, the reaction would never have been so violent."
Wang Zimo suddenly became interested: "Is this a part of your plan? What's next?"
Chen Mu smiled faintly: "After all, we have to rely on the salt mines in the Central Plains. Now the public resentment is not enough. These Japanese devils mainly want to use the salt to disturb the people of Longxia. After another month, I will call all the Japanese in Jiangnan
People, go back completely."
After saying that, Chen Mu returned to the Chamber of Commerce with a watermelon he had just bought.
A month has passed, and now the people throughout Longxia have been suppressed by the high price of salt and cannot lift their heads.
You have to eat salt. If you don't eat it, you'll lose energy and you'll get sick. It's a necessity.
But at the current price, coarse salt costs sixty or seventy cents per tael.
Nearly half of ordinary people's monthly expenses are spent on salt. How shocking is this?
In the past, people ridiculed Chen Mu that there was something wrong with salt. It was made from salt mines and would eat people.
But now, people in poor places such as Yizhou Shuofang have no choice but to eat salt mines directly.
Today, no less than a thousand people have died due to salt mines throughout Longxia.
The public dissatisfaction boiled, and the people could only pin their hopes on the imperial court.
The various states made repeated memorials, but they were all suppressed by senior officials from the Ministry of Revenue.
Looking at the relatives who died in the salt mine, looking at the meager vegetables on the table.
Only then did the people realize that it was only the King of Shuchuan, Chen Mu, who was really helping them from beginning to end.
This is the beginning of autumn.
Chen Mu was writing continuously in the yard.
The time agreed in the letter to the prince has come.
What is written on these hundred pieces of paper is nothing else but the method of making salt.
Now that I cannot participate in the salt business for the time being, I will make the salt production method public.
Ask those salt merchants to make their own salt, thereby shorting the entire Muchuan family.
"But Chen Mu, with the Mu Chuan family's connections all over the government and the public, even if those salt merchants knew the method, they would still have to succumb to the Mu Chuan family's intimidation."
Hearing Wang Zimo's confusion, Chen Mu smiled faintly: "But do you know that the entire salt mine in Longxia has been bought by me now? All the salt mines used by the Muchuan family are from me, but they don't know it.
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This is also the reason why Chen Mu brought the prince two hundred thousand taels of silver notes.
As long as the source is grasped, the Muchuan family, which has been plundering people's wealth during this period, is nothing more than fish and meat on the chopping board.
After hearing the news, Wang Zimo suddenly realized.
Growing up, she thought she was extremely smart, but compared to this man now, she was far behind.
With the current crown prince in charge, Wang Zimo could already guess what would happen next.
Now he took the stack of paper and headed outside the house to spread the method of making salt.
But he said it was the Muchuan family.
Ichiro Mukawa sat alone on the wooden platform, looking at the fish swimming under the wooden platform with a smile.
"Father, the entire Longxia economy is about to collapse. The price of salt is high, and the prices of many things are also rising. If this continues, these Central Plains pigs may not even be able to afford food.
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Ichiro Mukawa nodded: "Yes, it's best to use this to provoke a popular uprising, so that Emperor Oda... can lead my Japanese sergeant to directly capture the Ryuka Kingdom."
"I can only blame the officials in the Central Plains for being stupid, but after spending some money, they are willing to let us do whatever we want in their land. They are as stupid as pigs and dogs, and are hopeless!"
But just as the father and son were boasting, a Japanese servant suddenly ran in.
The pace was so fast that when he got closer, he actually slipped and fell to the ground.
Mu Chuangu couldn't help but angrily yelled: "What's the matter in a panic!"
The servant stammered: "It's gone up...the price has gone up. The price of salt mines has suddenly increased!"
Upon hearing this, the father and son's expressions froze.
To put it bluntly, the mines were all in the hands of the Long Xia court, but with so many high-ranking officials from the court protecting them, they were not worried about problems.
The sudden price increase was really unexpected.
"How much has it increased?"
"Seventy cents!"
“Isn’t this a loss of one hundred pennies and one pound before?”
"Half two and seventy cents!"
As soon as the words came out, the father and son almost lost their temper.
The market price of fine salt is only one tael per hundred cents, and the ore alone costs seventy and a half taels. What a waste!
"What are these Central Plains pigs doing?"
After scolding him angrily, Ichiro Mukawa walked to the local government office with a flick of his sleeves.
"You said... all the mines in Longxia are all under Chen Mu's name!"
An official from the Ministry of Revenue shook his head bitterly: "Yes, I just discovered that a long time ago, Chen Mu asked the current prince to take over all the salt mines in Longxia."
After hearing this, Ichiro Mukawa couldn't help but clenched his fists. He was severely beaten by Chen Mu!
But he also blamed himself for being greedy. If he hadn't sold his fine salt, how could this trouble have happened?
In order to stop the loss in time, Ichiro Mukawa stopped all fine salt production channels that day.
In his eyes, the Muchuan family now dominates the salt market, and in the future they will only sell coarse salt.
The advantage of a monopoly market is that it does not depend on what customers want, but on what capital wants to sell.
But after ten days, he was stunned.
The method of making fine salt has long been known to the world, and mines in various places sell salt mines to various salt dealers at a low price of one penny per hundred catties.
Only don't sell the salt mine to them at a low price.
Based on this alone, the price of fine salt dropped from a hundred cents to a dozen cents in an instant, and the price returned to the right track.
As for the coarse salt that costs as much as 70 cents, no one has cared about it for a long time.
The Japanese had been plotting for a year to use trade to disrupt the country, but so far they had failed.