"But there is not much rice in the granary. If it is really sold out, how will the food for the victims be solved?"
Ding Shi hesitated to speak. He really wanted to persuade his family not to sell it, but to be more economical!
"The time has not come yet, wait two more days." Xia has not made any move yet, so he has to sell it now. When the price of grain drops again, he will buy it back and put it into the granary.
"Many people have queued up to buy rice at the Home Rice Store. There is not a single person in front of our Yajiao Gate."
Gu Chengyu nodded clearly, "If there is still no movement from the Xia family tomorrow, we will also lower the price to nine cents per catty."
As soon as Gu Chengyu finished speaking, Ding Shi was stunned.
"Sir! We also sell it for nine cents per catty? That's a real loss." Ding Shi wanted to cry but had no tears. His family is really unworthy of family members. They don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are!
Gu Chengyu shook his head, "This is only a small amount of money. If you lose it, you will lose it. If we want them to release all the food quickly, we have to pay some price. Don't worry! The food in the granary will be replenished in these two days.
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"Sir! Both the Juju family and the Jiang family are selling rice, are we going to sell it too?" A follower hurried into the study, with a hint of urgency in his tone.
"What? How much do they sell for a pound?" Chief Xia's face was sullen. This family was not on good terms with their Xia family. Mr. Ju had a bad temper and was even more stubborn.
Moreover, this person is very petty, and I don’t know how he could collect grains on such a large scale this time. With Ju Haoming’s courage, there is no way he would be able to do this.
This person was ignorant and did not sell the food to himself last time, and now he does something stupid again.
"At home, the price is nine cents per catty, and in the Jiang family, it is ten cents. Today, the door of the rice store in my home is surrounded by people. They are all going to buy rice."
The entourage told Clan Chief Xia about the grand occasion of selling rice at home, and also asked Clan Chief Xia what he meant.
"Master, are we going to start selling rice? If we don't sell it, the millet will sprout. These two families have a lot of food stored. Those people are not short of food. Even if we don't sell it, it's enough for them.
No longer a threat."
Patriarch Xia pondered for a moment, unwilling to give in! He worked hard and traveled to many states and counties in order to hoard food.
Moreover, the final price of purchasing grain is far more than ten cents, or even several times that. If he sells it for nine cents or ten cents, wouldn't he lose money to death?
"Is the yamen still selling rice?" Gu Chengyu used to sell at a loss, but now Jujia and the Jiang family have started selling grain. Gu Chengyu has achieved his goal and will definitely not sell anymore.
"The villain found someone to find out the news. He said that Mr. Gu's followers bought a lot of rice this time. Since there is no business today, all the rice will definitely be lost. And they are still in other places.
Tens of thousands of stones have been reserved, and they will be sent to Yingnan Mansion and Hangtian Mansion in batches every few days. The villain listens to their wishes, and seems to have plans to sell them at a reduced price."
The entourage reported the information to Chief Xia. Anyway, he felt that if he didn't sell the grain, he might not even be able to sell it for nine cents per pound.
Chief Xia was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect Gu Chengyu to buy so much food. Where did he get the money? Did he use all the disaster relief money to buy food?
Maybe Gu Chengyu didn't expect that Jujia and the Jiang family would sell grain at this time. The previous grain had been purchased, and now it was too late to regret it.
There is really no shortage of food in Yingnan Mansion now. When the people see that food is so cheap, they will definitely stock up on it.
For a long time, the people did not worry about having no food to eat. So what to do with the food in his warehouse? Brown rice and millet accounted for half of it each.
When we first settled in the village, the price of food remained high. If we didn't sell it now, the price would drop even more in the future, and the Xia family would really have to cry for the money.
But what if Gu Chengyu is being mysterious? This is not impossible! If this is a trick, then wouldn't they just fall into Gu Chengyu's trap?
Patriarch Xia thought about it, but couldn't make up his mind, "Wait! Wait!"
But within a day, Chief Xia couldn't sit still.
"You said the price at the Yamen has really been reduced?" Patriarch Xia's voice suddenly rose, and he looked very surprised.
"Yes! It's also selling for nine cents per catty. Now the people are hoarding grain and grabbing it as if they don't have any money. Even the Jiang family has lowered the price. What they sold in the morning was nine cents per catty."
Chief Xia was so anxious that he was running around in the house. If he sold it, he would lose money. He had accumulated a lot of high-priced grain later on. Don't sell it! With so much grain on his hands, wouldn't that make him suffer even more?
Just when Patriarch Xia was in a dilemma, a steward trotted into the house and said, "Sir, the Jiang family has lowered the price again. Now it's eight cents per pound of brown rice and seven cents per liter of millet."
Patriarch Xia's hands trembled with anger, "These people are too angry, motherfucker!"
"Master! Let's sell it too! If we don't sell it, the price of food will fall even more sharply. If it falls by five or six cents, won't we have to pay for it with death?"
The manager looked anxious. Now that he was selling grain, he could still get back most of his capital, as long as he lost less money. For Mr. Xia, he couldn't hurt his muscles or move his legs.
But the person in charge was afraid that his boss would take advantage of him and refused to sell the grain.
When the new grain comes next year, no one will want the old grain. Unless it's a few cents cheaper than the new grain, doesn't that mean you'll lose money?
If you're going to lose money no matter what, you might as well minimize your losses.
"Sell it! Sell it, sell it all!" Patriarch Xia took a deep breath, with an extremely depressed look on his face.
He felt so distressed! Seeing so much money slipping through his fingers, it felt so distressing!
It's all these idiots' fault. Can't we just wait? After Gu Chengyu spends all the money to buy food, let's see what else he uses to buy food.
In Jiang's ancestral home, Jiang Shouren looked at the account book in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.
In the past two days, the price of Jiang's food has dropped, and the people have gone crazy, with whole families queuing up to buy food.
He understood that this was due to fear of hunger. As soon as they started buying food, they would stock up on food and would not stop until they had enough to last until next year.
In just two days, his rice warehouse was less than half empty. Although the money could be recovered quickly, there was no profit at all except the capital.
He didn't understand why his master asked him to sell the grain at a low price now. He obviously knew that most of the grain that Mr. Gu brought back was filled with sand.
"Sir! This is the account book. If this trend continues, I can only say that I did not lose money this time by hoarding food. I definitely did not make a profit."
The man took the account book and glanced at it briefly. Seeing the unwilling expression on Jiang Shouren's face, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.
He threw the account book on the table, and the sound startled Jiang Shouren.
"Hmph! Can you question the master's decision? Do you think Mr. Gu has no money and can't afford food and uses sand to make up for it? No! He is reluctant to spend money on this. You know the cloth he bought from home
, resold it to other states, how much money did you make?"