Chapter 1024 Uncle, what is this called
Just as Dou Dexuan was about to faint, he jumped up when he heard this, "What's the use of panic buying? After this war, the price of cloth may not improve for more than half a year. Cloth is produced every year, and when the time comes What's the use?"
Old Dou is in a bad mood, too eager, not appropriate! Jia Pingan shook his head, "Do it."
Zheng Yuandong took a deep look at him, turned around and said, "Let them start!"
The vicious young rangers then rushed to Dongxi Market to pass on this order.
Jia Ping'an asked, "Are the generals here?"
"Duke, I'll be waiting."
The generals filed in one by one, and when they saw Jia Ping'an, they bowed their hands.
This is the new commander-in-chief of the Tang Dynasty recognized by the British Duke and all the old commanders!
Wang Xia glanced at Jia Pingan, feeling that he was radiant at this moment.
Jia Pingan said: "Thank you for your hard work, are the brothers in place?"
"It's in place."
"Has all the money been sent?"
"Sent."
"So, let them snap up cloth!"
Dou Dexuan and others looked at Jia Ping'an dumbfounded.
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"Sixty, that lunatic!"
Wang Shun was pondering, and Lu Shunzai said: "Your Majesty, stop, Liu Cheng is too bad."
Cui Chen shook his head, "At this time, whoever can persist until the end wins. If we stop, will that lunatic Jia Pingan sell all the cloth at 40% of the price? By then, Chang'an will buy everything that should be bought. Every household has hoarded the cloth they need for several years, let's keep up..."
"It's too late!" Wang Shun raised his eyes, "Jia Ping'an's business is very good, if he resorts to tricks, for example, to deceive the emperor, so that the tax will be cancelled, the world will be in chaos."
Lu Shunzai took a deep breath, "If that's the case, isn't the cloth produced by our family every year..."
"So it must be sold, otherwise the cloth produced by the family every year will become a burden!"
Wang Shun took a deep breath, "Follow me!"
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"Sixty percent!"
Those people were dumbfounded.
"purchase!"
"Next year's tax will be much less, okay!"
The taxation of the Tang Dynasty is divided into rent and adjustment. Naturally, food must be paid, adjustment is the payment of cloth, and adjustment is labor, but it can be exempted by money or special products.
At this moment, cloth can be purchased at 40% of the price, and the people will buy it, and the taxes in the next and next year will be much easier.
This can be called a big sale of Pratt & Whitney.
Groups of big men shouted loudly in the crowd.
"I want it all!"
"Give ya ya ten pieces!"
"..."
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"Your Majesty, Zhao Guogong not only dispatched evil young rangers, but also used a large army to snap up cloth."
The battle was just about to begin, and Shangguanyi was dumbfounded.
The emperor said lightly: "He asked me for instructions yesterday."
Even if it is the Minister of the Ministry of War, the army cannot be mobilized without the emperor's permission.
Shangguanyi glanced at the emperor, "Dou Dexuan said, it is very troublesome to buy too much cloth."
"Jia Pingan said there is a solution." The emperor was obviously watching the battle.
The queen was a little worried, "He said there is a solution, so what might be the solution?"
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Wang Yuanyuan's life in Chang'an City was quite chic. When he arrived in Chang'an, he first sold his goods in the West Market, and then wandered around in the market, looking for the goods he needed for this trip.
When he was free, he would invite a few Tibetan smugglers to drink together.
"This Japanese prostitute is really docile."
Wang Yuanyuan laughed while vigorously kneading the petite girl in her arms.
Several smugglers raised their glasses, and Wang Yuanyuan raised his glass with one free hand in response.
Knock knock knock!
There was a knock on the door outside.
A smuggler asked impatiently, "Who?"
The door opened and a man walked in.
"My lord, I invite you all."
The smuggler leaned against the Japanese woman's arms, and squinted his eyes when he heard the words, "It's fine if he wants to see Yeye, let him come here."
The man glanced at him, "Are you sure?"
Wang Yuanyuan rubbed her eyes, "Your husband is..."
The man said: "Mr. Zhao."
Boom!
The smuggler jumped up, raised his hand and slapped himself twice, and said with a smile, "I'm a scumbag!"
The man squinted at him and said, "This is not an example."
After leaving the brothel, Wang Yuanyuan and others saw dozens of colleagues.
What is this for?
Everyone was a little apprehensive.
The smuggler approached Wang Yuanyuan, "Will Mr. Zhao deal with me?"
Wang Yuanyuan glanced at him, pondering.
The smugglers panicked.
Wang Yuanyuan said: "Mr. Zhao doesn't like you."
It turns out that I am just an ant in Zhao Guogong's eyes!
Arrived outside the restaurant, the man went in.
"Lang Jun, they are here."
Jia Ping'an's voice came, "The restaurant is too small and there are too many people, so we won't invite them in."
Wang Yuanyuan hurriedly said: "Don't dare, it's cool outside, just right, just right."
"Ah Chiu!"
Before the words finished, a businessman sneezed.
He rubbed his nose desperately, for fear of another sneeze.
Jia Ping'an's voice was very calm, "I know your business is going to be difficult."
God is sorry, the business of these smugglers is very good.
Their profits are beyond the guesswork of ordinary businessmen.
While reaping huge profits, you have to sell your soul.
From then on, you are a businessman without borders.
In your eyes, the nation becomes a piece of paper to wipe your ass.
"You have been docile all these years."
Wang Laoer and the others stood at the door, and they stood with their hands tied.
The merchants bowed their heads following these words.
"There's a chance now."
All the merchants raised their heads, and their eyes became brighter.
"Tubo is bitterly cold, His Majesty is quite disturbed after hearing about it."
Not right.
Didn’t the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty hope that all the Tubo army would be frozen to death?
"I've been eating fast and praying to Buddha recently..."
Wang Yuanyuan felt that her ears must be deaf, otherwise why didn't she hear what Zhao Guogong said just now.
"From today onwards, the cloth will be released. 60% of the market price, you can have as much as you want."
Jia Ping'an's voice ended.
Sixty percent!
Sixty percent of the market price is shipped back, and that profit...
It is necessary to know that cloth in Tubo is not cheap, and it is in short supply.
Datang’s cloth is cheap and has a large quantity, but it is a strategic material, and Tubo or Turkic smugglers are not allowed to buy it.
If it can be sold openly, I will be happy, 60%...that will make a lot of money!
A businessman said: "Guogong, the current market price is 40% of the market price! Many people are buying."
The price is reduced by 60%, isn't it 40% of the market price?
Snapped!
Wang Yuanyuan slapped him and scolded, "This is where you talk too? The Duke said 60% is 60%!"
The businessman knelt down, "Yes."
Even if he couldn't see Jia Pingan sitting inside, Wang Yuanyuan still apologized and said with a smile: "Liucheng is already excellent, thank you Duke, no, thank you Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!"
"Long live Your Majesty!"
A group of Tubo smugglers shouted long live, but the target was His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty. This is a bit black humorous.
Jia Pingan in the room said: "Profits can buy many things, including souls."
The prince nodded, "These businessmen have forgotten that they are Tibetans, and they are willing to sell the interests of Tubo, and their souls are gone."
"It's not that it's gone, it's that the soul has no support anymore."
Jia Ping'an raised his eyes, "Tell them, we can get the goods tomorrow."
Zheng Yuandong nodded and went out.
A group of businessmen bowed their heads, as if the wine shop was a god.
Zheng Yuandong said: "The Duke said, let you wait until tomorrow to pick up the goods."
"Thank you, Duke."
Everyone resigned, and after going out for a while, the businessman was unconvinced, "Now the market is selling at 40% of the price, why are we at 60%?"
Wang Yuanyuan said quietly: "Because we can't buy it."
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"Forty percent of the market price, buy whatever you want!"
"The cloth in my house is the newest!"
"crazy!"
There are not enough buddies, but the shopkeeper is also needed, and everyone is as tired as a dog.
"Going crazy!"
A shopkeeper looked up, just in time to see Wang Yuanyuan and others passing by.
"These Tubo merchants dreamed of buying cloth back home, but it is a pity that the court did not buy it for them. Otherwise, what is the cloth?"
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Jia Ping'an is teaching the prince.
Zheng Yuandong and others were also listening.
Dou Dexuan just came back, and after hearing this, he said happily: "Twenty percent! Good! Good!"
Prince asked: "But 60% of the market price is sold to them, and it still doesn't make any money after all, but let the Tibetans take advantage."
“Many things don’t necessarily need to make money. Many things seem to be cheap, but there are poisons hidden in them.”
Jia Ping'an said: "60% of the market price of cloth enters Tubo in large quantities. Are the Tubo people happy?"
The crown prince nodded, and Dou Dexuan said: "I'm afraid Lu Dongzan will reward these smugglers."
"I want them to do this." Jia Pingan said: "Our cloth is better than theirs, and the price is not expensive, so they are naturally willing to buy Tang cloth. Then the cloth weavers in the Tubo Kingdom went to work, or went to herd, cloth Shang also changed his career... what did you think of?"
He looked at the prince with warm eyes.
The prince's heart moved, "If... If Tang suddenly forbids the smuggling of cloth..."
Dou Dexuan was stunned, "Once this happens, Tubo will have nothing to use. This... so ruthless, such a delicate plan..."
Old Dou stood up and cupped his hands, "I just know what a famous general is today. No wonder the old men are full of praise for you. This alone makes the old man bow down."
The crown prince rejoiced, "Uncle, what is this called?"
Jia Pingan said: "Dumping."
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Cloth was continuously purchased, and the people happily took it home after they bought it.
The young man happily carried the burden, "Aye, next year we don't have to do hard labor, right?"
The middle-aged man nodded, "No need, I will use these cloths to pay off Yong."
The young man licked his lips, "Why don't you...buy some drinks today?"
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked ahead, "Look at the outside of the restaurant, it is full of people."
There was a commotion outside the restaurant.
"Have a jug of wine!"
"Give me a jar!"
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"Is Jia Ping'an guilty?"
Wang Shun sneered, "Forty percent of the market price, my family suffered heavy losses, but the imperial court lost even more, the emperor can strangle him alive!"
"The cloth sells fast."
Lu Shunzai just took a look and said, "A lot of people came today, and those big men are generous, and they often buy ten or ten."
"Big man?"
Cui Chen froze for a moment.
Lu Shunzai said with a smile: "I heard that there are such cheap prices, those men in charge can't sit still anymore, and come to snap up the purchases in person!"
Cui Chen walked to the window and looked down.
"Those big guys... how do they walk with their heads held high, and they line up so neatly?"
Wang Shun's heart moved slightly, he went to the window and looked down.
He saw a big man standing in the middle of the crowd. Someone wanted to jump in line but he stopped him. The man who jumped in line cursed and punched. The big man easily grabbed the man's wrist, and then he didn't know what method he used, the man bent down and begged for mercy.
Wang Shun's voice trembled, "Go and ask, go and ask, no, let them go and see the origins of those big men."
Someone went to make arrangements, Lu Shunzai said: "The queue is difficult, these big men are here to replace the ladies at home."
Wang Shun shook his head, "Jia Ping'an is extremely tough this time, but don't forget that this person is the next generation marshal of the Tang Dynasty who is praised by the British father-in-law. He shouldn't be so calm."
Cui Chen said: "Old man, go and have a look."
He picked up the hem of his robe and hurried down.
A civilian was also running down, but he didn't wear a robe, so it was very convenient to get up.
Running all the way to the shop, Cui Chen carefully looked at those big men.
"Somewhat familiar!"
Cui Chen swears that he really looks familiar.
But it’s impossible for so many old men to know each other, right?
Why?
He racked his brains.
The entourage around him suddenly shouted: "It's Fubing!"
Cui Chen suddenly raised his head, "Yes, it's Fubing."
Only Fubing has such a uniform temperament.
But what are they doing here?
"Give me ten bags!" A big man slammed his burden on the counter.
Where did the government soldiers get so much money to buy ten pieces of silk and satin?
In the blink of an eye, Cui Chen's body shook, and he turned and ran.
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In the palace, Empress Wu was worried.
"Although Ping An is loyal, he has a stubborn temper. The concubines are worried that he will not retreat."
"The old foxes of those aristocratic families are not simple. If Ping An is not careful, he will be fooled by them."
"Ahhh!" Taiping in his arms yelled.
Empress Wu sighed: "Your uncle loves you so much, but he has no help in trouble."
The emperor, who was reading the memorial, raised his head and said impatiently: "He has means for this matter."
"What means?"
Queen asked.
The emperor said calmly: "You have underestimated him. He is going to find those Tubo merchants and sell cloth at 60% of the market price, unlimited."
The queen was taken aback, "It's bitterly cold in Tubo..."
The emperor nodded, "Lu Dongzan will be tempted."
The queen said dissatisfiedly: "But this is close to being an enemy. But it is safe and unintentional..."
The emperor was laughing, but Wang Zhongliang thought it was an angry smile.
"Do you think that kid is that simple? If so, how dare Li Ji recommend him to me?"
The emperor felt that this shrew was concerned about chaos, "Once Datang opens the opening for mining and buying cloth, the Tibetans will be very happy, and then the cloth of Datang will quickly enter Tubo. The cloth of Datang is cheaper and better than theirs. What will happen to the cloth-producing people in Tubo?"
Empress Wu was taken aback, "They will do other things, so there is no cloth produced in Tubo.". Her eyes became brighter, "Once the Tang Dynasty cuts off the cloth supply, the Tubo people will suffer in the cold wind."
She got up and saluted, with a sly look in her eyes, "Your Majesty is wise, and my concubine admires him."
The emperor said a little uncomfortable: "It's your younger brother's method, saying it's dumping."
Wu Mei smiled, "It's all taught by His Majesty."
The emperor let out a dry cough, which was quite useful, "There is another benefit to this move. From then on, there will be more and more silver coins, and the demand for cloth will become less and less. But how many people in the Tang Dynasty are engaged in textiles? If their livelihood is suddenly cut off I am uneasy."
Wu Mei understood, "The demand in Tubo is so huge, those people can still have a job, step by step, and then slowly find other livelihoods... a good way!"
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Cui Chen rushed into the room, "It's Fubing!"
Lu Shunzai frowned and thought hard, Wang Shun's face turned pale, "No, this is Jia Ping'an's action."
Cui Chen panted: "He is using the government soldiers to rush to buy, why? 40% of the price to buy... What are you doing with so much cloth?"
Wang Shun suddenly thought of something, "What did someone say earlier?"
He turned back and asked, "Did someone see the Tibetan smugglers earlier?"
A follower said: "Yes, earlier I saw dozens of Tubo merchants go to Jia Ping'an's place. I wanted to come closer to listen, but I was expelled by those evil young men."
Cui Chen suddenly raised his head, "What did he let these people do? Not good!"
Wang Shun's face was pale, "The Tubo people have always wanted to buy cloth from the Tang Dynasty, but since Zanpu left, they have been cut off from trading by the court. Jia Pingan summoned these merchants to sell cloth to them, and the emperor must agree in advance. This matter!"
Lu Shunzai wanted to die, "He led us to lower the price all the way, looking like a loser, but he secretly arranged for the Tubo merchants to be the backup. Those soldiers snatched the cloth at 40% of the market price, and he could sell it to those Tubo merchants at least Fifty percent."
Wang Shun shouted: "Go, tell them not to sell it, hurry up!"
Cui Chen squatted on the ground slowly, and said with a wry smile: "It's ridiculous that we still say that both sides will suffer, but he plays in his hands."
Lu Shunzai ran to the window and shouted: "Stop it, tell them not to sell it! Don't..."
His shouting suddenly stopped.
Wang Shun asked: "What's the matter?"
Lu Shunzai didn't look back, and said dumbly: "Those people are leaving..."
Wang Shun ran over, pushed Lu Shunzai away vulgarly, and looked out.
Outside the shop selling cloth, a few sparse women stopped at the moment. They are cursing.
"I'm one step too late, she's gone. What business do you do without cloth?"
"Shameless!"
"Bah! Gone!"
Wang Shun's body was shaking.
"Prince!"
Lu Shunzai looked ugly, "Those people will go crazy!"
Many families participated in this war...
"They sold the cloth with all their heart, and made the emperor vomit blood by the way. When they learned that the emperor not only did not vomit blood, but also made a lot of money, princes, they will call us pigs and dogs!"
"No!" Cui Chen squatted there and raised his head, "Pigs are not as good as dogs."
"Jia Ping'an is here."
Someone is shouting below.
Wang Shun saw Jia Ping'an.
Jia Ping'an smiled and cupped his hands, "Is it a pleasure to buy today?"
"Happy!"
The whole family was waiting in line for a drink with their big burdens on their backs.
Jia Pingan nodded, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Jia Pingan!"
Someone upstairs is shouting loudly.
Jia Pingan raised his head and squinted to see Wang Shun.
Wang Shun smiled, "There is so much cloth, Tubo can't eat it for a while, is there enough in the warehouse? If it is not enough, Wang has some at home."
Jia Pingan smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, no need."
He nodded slightly, "By the way, I said yesterday that I want to make your heart hurt. How is it now?"
Wang Shun endured the heaving in his chest, and smiled, "The old man is still calm."
Jia Ping'an was surprised, "Sure enough, it's easy to cultivate."
He smiled, "I forgot to tell you, there should be an edict issued by the palace at this moment. The government soldiers guarding the Tang Dynasty worked hard, and His Majesty is kind. From now on, the government soldiers do not need to prepare their own military uniforms, and all will be provided by the court."
Soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have to prepare their own dry food and military uniforms when they join the army.
This is not a small expense.
There was a tidy cheer outside, "Long live Your Majesty!"
Wang Shun opened his mouth.
"Poof!"
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(end of this chapter)