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Chapter 587 Mischief and temptation

Prices soared too fast, and the wheat in Guanzhong has been harvested completely, but not only has the grain price not dropped, but it is still rising.

Dong Zhuo didn't care whether Wang Yun, Zhong Fu, and Zhao Qian agreed. Anyway, he decided to change to Xiaoqian. After driving the person away, he smiled bitterly and lamented again.

"I moved the capital, and the benefits are all cheaper. You kid, and you even ask me for a salary..."

Hearing that he said, Dong Hu stopped sitting on the ground, stood up and sat next to Dong Zhuo, frowned and said, "Uncle was in Meiyang for several years, but we are not talking about the tiger baby. Uncle also knew how much money and food would be consumed by tens of thousands of troops. When his uncle lived in Meiyang, the world had not yet fallen to this point. The states and counties were more or less transporting some money and food to Taicang. Even so, the tens of thousands of Han soldiers in Meiyang were still poor and harassed the people all day long, let alone the current situation?"

Dong Zhuo stared at him and said, "We understand everything you said! But we just don't have money and food!"

Dong Hu lowered his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Is it not unaware that I transport grain from Hedong to Guanzhong every month. Besides... Haven't we already given Hanoi and Yingchuan to our uncle?"

Dong Zhuo angrily knocked his big head down and said angrily: "Transport grain from Hedong... all my money has fallen into your hands!"

Dong Hu was speechless. The original price of grain was three hundred coins per stone, but now it has soared to two thousand coins or seven times the price. How could he be willing to miss such an opportunity to plunder wealth?

Luoyang was the imperial capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty for 200 years. It was a place where dignitaries gathered. It was like a giant beast swallowing gold to devour the wealth of the world. I don’t know much wealth contained in it. The eight camps in the West Garden, the soldiers of the twelve city gates slaughtered eunuchs, and Dong Zhuo slaughtered thousands of wealthy families. No matter how they robbed them, the immeasurable copper coins were still in Luoyang. After Dong Zhuo forced the capital to move, the copper coins flowed into Guanzhong. It can be said that the only thing that was poor in Guanzhong was left!

The rich and poor are polarized, and the people at the bottom are really poor, with only one belly left. The soldiers, generals, officials, and wealthy families who have not been robbed have accumulated countless money in their hands.

As long as the wealthy families in Chang'an escaped the looting of soldiers, they could not only save the copper coins in their hands, but also take the opportunity to make a fortune. However, if the original family in Luoyang, even the three officials, had no land in Guanzhong, they would soon consume the countless money in their hands in the skyrocketing grain prices.

The big family is not a family of poor families, family members, slaves, singers, etc. Which family is not hundreds or thousands of people?

The three duke's monthly votive 350 stones, one hundred and twenty kilograms per stone (actually only about 60 kilograms). In the era of lack of oil and water, an adult would have to eat one stone of food in a month, and the three duke's official had to support at least hundreds of people. If he could not occupy a large amount of land, the three duke's monthly votive 40 stones would probably not be able to support a whole family.

But no matter what, even if the Three Dukes had no land in Chang'an before, they would definitely occupy some land after they arrived in Chang'an.

Listening to Dong Zhuo's lament and dissatisfaction, Dong Hu didn't talk. He would never invest his money and food into the bottomless pit of Guanzhong, unless he became the king of Guanzhong, but today... it seems that he has another opportunity to make money.

Hesitated for a moment...

"My nephew thinks... my uncle's words are a bit right. We can spend all our paper money. My uncle's small money is also made of copper, right? Of course, I can spend it, so... I think my uncle should change his salary."

Dong Zhuo was stunned. Dong Hu kept muttering in his heart, but he still kept talking with his teeth.

"There is too much food but low food is too expensive. My uncle moved to Guanzhong hundreds of thousands of people, and he suddenly increased his mouth to hundreds of thousands. The food would definitely be less, and it would be normal to have a higher price."

"In addition to the increase in hundreds of thousands of mouths, which has led to the increase in grain prices, some people are hoarding grain and taking the opportunity to gain benefits. If others deliberately hoard grain, the food on the market will become less and the price of grain will naturally soar. Therefore... In order to control the continued soaring of grain prices, it is necessary to strictly prohibit others from storing grain. For example, a family of five people cannot exceed fifty stones of grain at home. If it exceeds it, it needs to be sold on the market."

Listening to Dong Hu saying this, Dong Zhuo's expression became solemn...

"Increasing the financial resources of the treasury is nothing more than the four words "increasing revenue and reducing expenditure". My uncle moved his capital to Chang'an for only four months. It is impossible to reclaim a large amount of land in a short period of time to increase the tax on households. It is impossible to crack down on others to hoard grain, increase the amount of grain on the market, and reduce the price of grain, which in turn reduces the expenditure in my uncle's treasury, and in disguise it becomes open source."

"Reducing expenses is to reduce expenditures, to reduce the expenses of officials and salaries. Officials are all wealthy families, and there are more or less surplus grains in their families. The nephew thought that to reduce the salary of officials' food, such as the three officials' monthly tribute of 350 stones, they could be given fifty stones, and the remaining salary of 300 stones can be replaced by copper coins in the uncle's treasury."

"Reduce the food expenditure of officials, and the saved food is used on soldiers. When soldiers have food, they can enhance their uncle's control. When used on poor people, the people can survive, and they will be grateful to their uncle and increase their benevolence and fame."

Dong Zhuo's head was slapped, and his big hands slapped Dong Hu's back.

"Not bad... You guy is not angry with us this time!"

As he said that, he shouted outside.

"My son is the first... the first..."

"Diao Chan...Diao Chan..."

Dong Zhuo even shouted several times but didn't hear anyone responding, his face became gloomy, but Dong Hu lifted his quilt and smiled a little more on his face.

"As long as you are, my uncle, most people can't help you with some help..."

"Bang."

"Who needs to be solved?"

"What are you talking about when you are calling others?"

"you……"

Dong Zhuo was so angry that he wanted to hit him, but Dong Hu pressed him on the bed with a wry smile on his face.

"Why are you still so impatient? Whether it is to increase your source or reduce expenses, you have to discuss with the three ministers and the emperor, right? Why should you be anxious for a moment?"

"If you are sick, you have to rest well. When you are sick, you can rest as much as you can with us for a few more years, right?"

"you……"

"Oh, we won't bother you anymore. Can we help you find 'Myer Fengxian'?"

"snort!"

Dong Zhuo was very angry at the boy in front of him, waved his hand with an impatient look on his face.

"Gogun, it makes us angry when you look!"

"Okay, we won't be angry with you! Let's get out now, okay?"

...

As soon as he walked out of the inner room, Dong Hu's brows instantly twisted into a lump. He walked more than ten steps before he stopped and turned around to look at the two servants behind him. He was not old and looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen.

"Where is the lady?"

The two servants bowed their heads and said nothing.

"Let's ask again, where is the lady?"

One breath.

...

Five breaths.

...

Dong Hu just looked at the two of them quietly until one of them secretly turned around and looked behind him...

A tall man was in front, two teenagers bowed their heads followed behind, and the three of them walked along the pavilion until they reached the end. They came to a place where they looked at the somewhat damaged moon gate. Just as they were about to walk in, a maid suddenly walked out of the door.

"You...who are you? This is...the place where the lady appreciates flowers. No...can't enter...can't enter..."

The maid was not old, and Dong Hu could see her nervousness. She was silent for a few breaths, and did not bother me to worry about whether the ground was dirty or not. She sat on the ground on the stone steps of the pavilion corridor without looking back.

"Go and find a pot of wine."

The servant dared not resist, bowed his head and bowed and left in a hurry, while the other person still bowed his head and stood a step away. As for the maid who started scolding, he was a little at a loss...

In just a short moment, the departing servant hurried over with a wine pot, but when Dong Hu was approaching the bored teasing of the ant, he looked down again and sent the wine to his outstretched hand without saying a word.

Dong Hu seemed very bored, and took a sip of wine and teased the ants for a few times. He used a small branch to circle an ant within a palm. Gradually, dozens of ants surrounded the inside of the palm. The dozens of ants rushed left and right but couldn't rush out of the cage drawn by the small branch...

A cup of tea...

A quarter of an hour...

...

"Are you so bored?"

Dong Hu was concentrating on using small branches to flick dozens of ants back and forth. Originally, he just flicked back and forth with one palm, but now, his hands fell like raindrops, and dozens of restless ants could not escape from his palm. Until a clear sound sounded, dozens of ants scattered and escaped from the clutches.

"If you like it, you can be so boring."

Dong Hu threw down the small branch, took the wine pot and drank it, and shook the wine pot to Diao Chan with a slightly frown...

"You're really bored."

"It's quite boring...why would you call Lu Bufeng first and poke the ants with us?"

Looking at the guy who was so bored that his skin was painful, Diao Chan's phoenix eyes slightly condensed, and she walked closer. The guy in front of her didn't even raise his head, and still poked the ants...

"Aren't you afraid that the Grand Master will be angry?"

Dong Hu looked up and looked down, then he continued to poke the ant.

"Anger? Is it the wind on the pillow? Are there less wind on the pillow?"

Diao Chan's expression suddenly changed, and the next moment, he was calm again, sitting by the side with expressionless face, only one foot away from him.

"You are monitoring the Grand Master!"

...

"hehe……"

Smelling the strong familiar smell, Dong Hu smiled, with deep sadness and longing flashing in his eyes...

"When my mother took Sister Niu Niu away, we were only three years old... We watched her rummaging through the boxes and cabinets over and over again, watching her counting the only 132 cents on the bedding, and watching her hesitate and struggle with Sister Niu Niu and us..."

"My grandma took Sister Niu Niu and left Lintao..."

“No news has been heard yet…”

...

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to support his parents but his parents are not waiting."

...

"We have watched my mother deceive Uncle Ren San since childhood. In order to get Uncle Ren San to support us, my mother deceived Uncle Ren San to make her move..."

"Sister."

“Does surveillance need to be monitored?”

Looking at the man who lowered his head and hugged his knees with his hands, Diao Chan frowned and suddenly stood up the next moment.

"boring!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave...

"It's quite boring... We like eagles to catch chicks the most..."

Dong Hu stood up and slapped his butt a few times. He didn't even look at the two servants and one maid who were more than ten steps away. He walked towards the Moon Gate not far away.
Chapter completed!
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