Three hundred silver dollars can only buy 150 shares. What an inconspicuous transaction in such a fanatical market atmosphere today.

However, the teller who was doing business pushed his reading glasses and stretched out his head to look at the man with a smile on his face. He was also curious who would enter the market to buy stocks at this critical moment, and he bought so little.

If it is a big deal, the old teller will not be interested, because it is all the big merchants or officials who enter the market to bet on their luck, and it is not uncommon for both transactions.

But such a small amount of purchases is rare, which only means that the buyer is a real ordinary person.

"Oh...yo guy, are you sure you want to buy it? This stock market is a place where people can eat, and you don't think you are easy to make money. I have to advise you more..."

The chatterbox coachman smiled and all his teeth were exposed, "You always bother. You really want to buy some, and the younger ones don't want to make a fortune. They just believe that the railway in our Qing Dynasty was a good thing and would definitely make money!"

"Whether I lose or make money, I will take it to the end with the Qing Dynasty..."

"Ouch...hahaha... This is the first time I have heard someone say this since I came to the stock market. You are the first one. I remember you..."

"Okay, since you have decided, I won't talk too much... Just one hundred and fifty shares, I'm counting the money, this is a stock order, and there are receipts, please take it..."

The old teller held the stock in his hand but did not let go. The chatterbox coachman raised his hand and pinched his other half. The two looked at each other with high and low.

The old teller sighed, "Hey... little brother, let me say something more... I've given you stocks, you are you, and you haven't become someone else. Don't let this thing fascinate your mind!"

"You leave this door and do whatever you should do. Praise your originally profitable job, don't drop it! Remember, remember..."

The talkative coachman stopped laughing, solemnly let go of his hands, clasped his fists and saluted the old teller, bent his waist to more than 90 degrees.

"The old man remembers what he said clearly, he dare not forget, he dare not forget..."

"That's good!" The old teller let go, and the light stock order flew down, and the coachman quickly grabbed it.

Fold the stocks, wrap them in oil paper and put them in your arms. The talkative coachman walked out of the gate and didn't even look back. He ran to the corner of the wall and pulled the rickshaw and returned to Qianmen Street.

"Take a cart...ah...rice cart...ah..." A long shout sounded on the street, and the talkative coachman felt that he had never had such strength in his life.

"Hey... Do you want to use a car? Please sit firmly. I run fast and steadily. I guarantee you can send you to the place safely..."

Those who pull the cart are always the ones who pull the cart. He remembers his duties, and the stock market is nothing more than a dream that puts hope on for him. It’s just a beautiful thing to think about it.

He thought it was beautiful, and the trend of the stock market was also beautiful. From 9:00 to 10:00 in the morning, the dead soldiers on the Beijing Exchange were already bleeding all over the ground, and the market price was suddenly smashed to 10:50.

People are crazy. Yesterday, the market closed at 2.8 yuan, but today it turned into 1.5 yuan in an hour, and it was cut in half again!

"I cut it in half yesterday, but today I still cut it in half... How can we live?"

"Who said that technical adjustments are coming? Come out, I'll kill him... I'm going to do something wrong, wuwu!"

The bannermen and men no longer had the same confidence as usual. Many people started crying in vain on the street. Usually, these people were men with their arms folded and their sleeves hidden in their sleeves. Today they became crying girls!

Will the greedy capital harvester put down his sickle? Of course not. Liu Peiqi stared at the pocket watch on the table, filling out the form nervously.

Mr. Qin was restless on the side. He didn't know that Yang Zhi secretly set up a stronghold for himself, not far from the street.

A telegraph machine kept ringing, and the major markets in Jiangnan reported the prices to him in ten minutes. The Beijing Exchange only received an hourly price of Jiangnan's stock price, and Yang Zhi could receive six times in one hour.

Not only that, many speculators in Jiangnan have contact with him, and capital has no borders. Those people know that Yang Zhi is a rebel of the Chinese, but they will cooperate even if they have money to make money.

Disassembly or disassemble. The lower the price of the Beijing stock market, the more stocks it disassembles in Jiangnan, and the higher the profit it earns in the end. In this morning, the trading volume of 200,000 shares, based on the average profit of three yuan per share, these Beijing disassembly parties made more than 600,000 silver dollars in net profit.

It was only an hour, I made so much money in just an hour!

"Mr. Yang... Liu Peiqi sent someone to send a letter. The market fell too fiercely. There was no trading volume to smash the market in a short period of time. We want to close the stocks and can't get it!"

Yang Zhi held a pair of walnuts in his hand and turned them hard like his enemy, making a Gragra sound, as if two toads were screaming!

"As expected! It's not that easy to grab some cheap chips. The reason why you can't make a deal is actually very complicated!"

"First of all, some people have already been lying on the spot and pretending to be dead. They can't react to the plunge. They feel so distressed that they simply don't look at it or sell it. It's very difficult for such people to deal with!"

"Secondly, although the exchange has been expanded, the counter is still not enough, and manual delivery efficiency is too low!"

"In addition, there are still smart people. Not all fools in the capital. Some people must know that there is something behind this plunge, so they won't move..."

"And... in a while, the profit and loss table of the Beijing-Tianjin Railway will be in the newspaper during this period. If the railway is so profitable, it will definitely rise again!"

"Someone has learned the news in advance, so they refuse to sell it. It's so smart!"

Yang Zhi slammed a pair of lion heads on the table with a bang. "Since you can't smash the stocks, then pull them up... You have to pull them back and forth when you saw the wood!"

"Let Liu Peiqi do hedge orders and cooperate with Jiangnan's telegram to pull the stock price up!"

Soon, Liu Peiqi received the order, and the new instructions were passed back and forth in the large household room, and the stock price of Jiangnan was quickly updated on the blackboard at 9:00.

"Ah! Jiangnan didn't fall at all... It's still more than five yuan, five yuan, five yuan, five yuan, eight yuan... What's wrong with us? Are we all crazy?"

"Is it true that the court refuted rumors? The head of state will not fight with us? The diplomatic relations have not broken down?"

"If nothing happened, why did our price collapse like this?"

Just as people were puzzled, many buyers suddenly appeared in the buying area of ​​the stock market, as if they were coming out of the ground and snatched in groups.

"One-five yuan is the price for free. I buy 10,000 shares... I pay one-five yuan, I buy 8,000..."

If you enter the market and grab stocks, you have to pay a higher price, so that you can make a deal first. These crazy-like stock snatchers immediately pulled the stock price of 1.5 yuan to 1.8 yuan!
Chapter completed!