But after this...

It's hard for them to say what the price of food is.

Since you also said that what the disaster area lacks is food, not silver.

Speaking of taking over, of course it is not so fast.

In the past, the King of England killed corrupt officials without mercy at all.

"Your Majesty, my nephew Nian..."

The grain merchants couldn't believe their ears.

These words sound like practicing Tai Chi.

Anyway, now that I have spoken, I don’t think too much anymore.

Originally, they thought that His Royal Highness would be angry and curse.

Even the things donated today are nothing to them.

"We must control food prices and never let the two companies rise too much."

He said in his heart that after all this boy is not stupid enough and knows not to give out too much food.

Zhu Han's words made all the businessmen blush.

What he said was completely contrary to everyone else's.

With only such a small amount of money and food, His Royal Highness was sent away.

If Zhu Han is not satisfied, they will naturally pretend to be reluctant and donate more.

When the businessmen heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

An honest kid like him listens to everything.

"I, Feng Xueyi, am willing to donate eight hundred taels of silver."

He is just a businessman, but in the eyes of His Majesty the King, his status is probably not as good as that of a slave, right?

They just smiled and asked the guards to write down all the money they donated.

The grain merchants were all a little surprised. Why did they feel that His Royal Highness was a bit thin-skinned?

However, this is also a good thing for them.

No matter what happens here in Yanjing, he must listen to his uncle's words.

Save a little here, save a little there. If you save a little, you can save a fortune.

"But I think I still have four or five hundred dan. I hope this food can help more people in the disaster-stricken areas."

According to the size of each chamber of commerce, one will donate 700 taels, and the other will donate 500 taels.

Liu Ye's most fundamental purpose of coming to Yanjing this time is to pick up his class.

This shows that the disaster in Datong is definitely not small.

Instead, he nodded and said, "In that case, I, the king, can rest assured."

As he spoke, he took out his handkerchief and wiped his tears: "The villain was born in Datong. At this time, his hometown was hit by a disaster. The villain was heartbroken."

There was no coercion or threat, so they were let go so easily.

While crying, he used force and hammered his chest with his hands, as if he was really in such pain.

Just as Liu Ping'an was about to explain, Zhu Han blocked his words and said, "Oh, how much food can you donate to the court?"

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty." Zhou Ziliang said sternly: "Although we are a lowly businessman, we still understand the principle of having a family after a country."

They always feel that they are already shameless people.

Of course, this equivalent price must be calculated based on the highest price in the current market.

If His Royal Highness the King thinks that they can be manipulated by such things, then he is totally wrong.

What is considered too much? When there is a lot of food, 70% to 80% of the price is not too much.

Aware of the unkind glances around him, Liu Ye also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

"Everyone, now that Datong is hit by the disaster, the price of food in Yanjing will definitely be affected..."

I thought it was coming after all.

These grain merchants were right. Liu Ping'an really wanted to break his nephew's legs.

Although five hundred stones is painful, it is not unacceptable.

That's right, the one who just spoke was his nephew Liu Ye.

"There is a severe drought in Datong. What is most lacking at this time is not money, but food."

"However, Yanjing consumes more food than other places."

Feng Xueyi followed closely: "We also pledged to donate two hundred shi of food."

Zhou Ziliang was the first to set an example: "So that's it. Since the people in the disaster area are short of food, we and other grain dealers are naturally responsible. I, Zhou Ziliang, will be the first to pledge two hundred shi of food."

I simply don't understand what I said wrong.

Liu Ping'an also echoed with everyone: "Yes, yes, we don't have much food on hand, so what we can donate is actually squeezed out."

At times like this, food is money.

Whose prodigal son is talking nonsense at this time?

Doesn't this little bastard understand that at this time, food is simply more valuable than gold?

But he didn't expect that in just a few months, Liu Ye would make such a big mistake.

"I have recorded all of your dedication to serving the country. I will definitely report to His Majesty when you return and commend you for your righteous deeds."

what's the situation?

Is His Royal Highness the King of England such an easy person to talk to?

They are all bleeding profusely. Do you, Your Majesty the King, still have the nerve to buy grain at a low price?

It's just that since I didn't mention it just now, Zhu Han specifically pointed it out now.

Although Liu Ye was depressed, he could only close his mouth obediently.

Sure enough, Zhu Han frowned and said, "I know that all of you are famous businessmen in Yanjing City."

"Your Majesty, we really have no food on hand."

Obviously, these people were thinking of using the money to silence Zhu Han.

It doesn't quite look like it.

What's more important is the murderous eyes of the surrounding grain merchants.

"I wonder if I can... add some more."

Face and everything else are nothing to them.

As a result, His Royal Highness the King believed it so easily?

As long as you can make this money, a family can take off directly.

As long as they say a few words, they can exchange the donated silver into food of equal value.

His Royal Highness seems to be much easier to talk to than he looks.

As a result, at this moment, Zhu Han said leisurely: "Now Datong is short of food. In order to encourage all merchants, the imperial court sent and sold food to Datong."

"I have decided that from now on, the price of grain in Datong will not be less than four taels of silver per stone. What do you think?"

There was a buzzing sound, and the eyes of all the grain merchants turned red.

Four taels of silver!?
Chapter completed!