Chapter 645: High-end financial war, directly reach the truth! (Please order, please vote)
Nagasaki Port, Maruyama Yukawa.
In the "Zuiyue Pavilion" in Maruyama Yuko, the tremolo of Sanmi is mixed with the laughter of Yizhi, and leaks into a secret room on the second floor from the paper window.
Sakuma Xiangyama, the leader of the Japanese Revolutionary Party, was dipping in sake and drawing an Edo defense map on the short table. Yoshida Matsuin suddenly held his hand and said, "Listen!"
The crisp sound of wooden shoes trampling on rubble from deep in the streets and alleys, mixed with the metal sound of spurs colliding. And...:
"Rice is as expensive as gold...\n. The rich merchants laugh, the son of the people, the bones are broken into fields! The warrior holds a knife... What should I guard?"
The female voice sang a wakame that pierced the hustle and bustle, carrying the fishing local accent of the Kyushu Shimahara Peninsula.
The Japanese revolutionaries in the secret room all looked incredible. They were as talented as a woman. They sang on the streets of Nagasaki to sarcastically sell wealthy merchants, hoarding goods and raising rice prices despite the pain of the people, while the samurai with swords was defending this dark world...:::. This scolded Nagasaki's sellers and the samurai who worked hard to do their best!
According to the Japanese system, you can be rudely confronted!
Takasugi Shinsaku from the Choshu family suddenly pushed open the paper window to the street, and then suddenly realized it. One by one, four foreigners wearing wide-brimmed hats stood with guns, two Colt revolvers inserted around their waists, looking at the two lackeys who followed the place with a kind look on their faces.
What they protected was a woman in a blue Wu suit. She stepped on wooden shoes barefoot, held a wine bottle in her right hand, and shook with the rhythm of singing in her left hand. A three-inch-wide gold bracelet on her wrist exuded the aura of a rich man.
No wonder all the warriors who pursued the world ate. Facing the eight pistols of four foreign gunmen, their knives were obviously not fast enough!
"Heavenly punished!" The sound of ronin came downstairs.
"Bang!" The smoke of Colt's revolver exploded at the same time, and the frightened crow knocked off the lantern of the "Zuiyue Pavilion".
But the woman continued to sing: "Outside Nagasaki Port, black ships are in the middle of the water, white rice is full of cabins, hungry intestines are rolling...:::.
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"It's Arin of Kansama!" Kanekogoro flashed out of the darkness, "Arriving in Nagasaki on the American merchant ship "Hailong" three days ago... It seems to be very rich!"
The woman turned out to be A Lin, and Jinshan was the word Miao she gave herself, which probably means that she really has a Jinshan! Her current identity is a rich woman who inherited the inheritance of her American husband who opened gold mines. She returned to Japan for nothing else, just to show off her wealth. So after a few days in Nagasaki, everyone who was "rich" knew it.
But she wasn't afraid of others' ideas. Four American cowboys who really made appointments kept protecting each other! Nowadays, no one in Japan dares to kill foreigners in a place like Nagasaki that is about to become a colony...\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n
"Extremely rich?" Sakuma Xiangshan turned his head to look at his student Yoshida Matsu: "Please come up."
In the secret room, when Rinko kicked open the wooden door, the cold wine in the bottle was poured on the tatami. Four cowboy bodyguards from Shinmasa remained under the corridor, and their hands were placed on the handle of the Colt pistol. "I am Arin, Shimahara." When she sat cross-legged, Wu took a look in her breeches and barefoot wooden shoes. "I heard that Mr. Sakuma's Simin Yixin is very short of money?"
Of course, the Japanese Revolutionary Party’s signs cannot be hung everywhere. This is equivalent to hanging a “Heaven and Earth Club” sign in the Qing Dynasty.
This makes the official officer very embarrassed!
Takasugi Shinsaku sneered: "Kinshan Arin, right? The bitch who sold herself to the old American mine owner......
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"Crash!" The porcelain bottle rubbed against his ear and smashed it against the wall. Rinko twisted the bill of exchange with her fingertips: "150,000 guanwen, buy a rice commotion that swept Nagasaki."
"Mi...:...communication?" Sakuma Xiangshan's pupils shrank, "In Nagasaki?"
"Isn't that supposed?" Rinko looked at Sakuma, "The rice price has risen to Sikanwen...::.\n. It has tripled in just a few months! Not to mention civilians, even a martial arts place like you, should you change your addiction to eating?"
The price of rice in Japan has risen rapidly in the past two years! From one stone to one stone to four stone, it has soared three times... However, merchants with vision and lack of vision know that the price of rice in Japan will still have to rise in the future...\n.\n.\n.
The reason why it is so bullish is of course because Japan's Tokugawa shogunate has long been closed to the country and created a price system that is separated from the international market.
For example, Japan's "Yiguanwen" has only 1,000 copper coins, and the official exchange rate of 20 taels of silver or 5 taels of gold! In China next door, 1,000 Taiping Tongbao is only equivalent to 1 Taiping silver dollar, while sixteen or seventeen Taiping silver dollars is equivalent to 1 tael of gold... Of course, the official exchange rate of "Yiguanwen" for 20 taels of silver has long collapsed, and now it takes four taels of silver to be exchanged to 20
Two silver.
In addition, Japan's "stone" is larger than China's "stone". If converted into Chinese "stone", the price of Japanese rice is about 2 guanwen. One stone is in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which is equivalent to a piece of 700,000 silver dollars.
If it is priced in silver, it is 10 taels! If it is calculated in gold, it is above 1.5 taels (gold is also rising).:::
And 1.5 taels of gold in Shanghai is equivalent to more than 20 Taiping silver dollars!
So, in the past two years, the North Korean bank has been "helping" Japan to mint Kuan Yongtongbao and use these Kuan Yongtongbao to buy Japanese gold and silver. When gold and silver flow out in a large amount and copper coins flow in a large amount, "copper coins inflation" occurred, and the rice price of course rose. After the autumn harvest in 1858, white rice in the Japanese market became the target of foreign-produced "Kan Yongtongbao" purchase...::
Yoshida Matsuin suddenly burst out, and the furrow blocked her throat: "What do you want to do, a woman? Don't you know that Nagasaki's concession is everywhere?"
"What else can you do if you don't even dare to touch the concession?" Rinko smiled. "The Japanese people and the lower samurai are neither blind nor deaf. As long as the Japanese Revolutionary Party dares to fight for them, there will be more and more followers in the future...:::. In addition, I will pay 6 konbuk a stone for the rice I snatched from Nagasaki, and I will need as much as I can!"
"Baga!" Takasugi shouted angrily, "Shouldn't these rice be distributed to the poor?"
Rinko snorted, "Then what? The poor people have rice for the time being, so they will not oppose the shogunate and the vassal lord... What is the benefit of this for the revolution? Why not sell it to me...:::.I can still buy American arms for you!"
As she spoke, she looked at Sakuma with a bright look.
"No!" Sakuma shook his head, "6 guan is not enough, you have to add more money... I want 8 guan per stone!"
"Trade!" Rinko didn't pay back the price and agreed immediately, "But quickly... it's urgent, I'm in a hurry!"
Sakuma took Rinko's bill of exchange and said with a smile: "As long as the money is in place, you can do even the most urgent things!"
"Okay!" Rinko laughed, "I'll wait for your good news in the North Korean Heavenly Concession!"
Sakuma and others must have no idea at this time that most of Yonekura in the Dutch Concession and British Concession in Nagasaki had long been emptied by the True Que Sect controlled by another Japanese woman... Now a Mi riot is needed to settle the account!
When the bronze bell of the Bund 12 Exchange rang the ninth time, Nathaniel Rothschild's gold-rimmed glasses were reflecting the news on the front page of the Datong newspaper. One by one, the army of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom began to attack Shanxi, Shaanxi, and the war in the northwest began again!
"The war in the Northwest will push up the price of grain by 30%. "He squirted the ash and the cigar head fell into the brass phlegm three meters away. "Let the Bahrain Bank eat another 200,000 stones of grain futures, rice and flour!"
"Two hundred thousand stones are too little, and another two hundred thousand stones!" Chaton of Jardine Wong's foreign company shouted, "In addition, release another 100,000 dan of raw silk...\nOnce the news that the Dutch Expeditionary Force arrived in Banten came, the raw silk would definitely plummet!"
That afternoon, the glass door blew open, and the young Junius Morgan rushed in with a quick message: "The Dutch Army landed in Banten...:::. Raw silk will plummet, rice, flour, and gold will still rise!"
In the lobby on the bottom floor of the exchange, Emmanuel Lehman put the cigar at the bottom of the whiskey cup and then announced loudly: "The United States needs raw silk...:::. The Dutch cannot block the Pacific Ocean! Those who want to take action come to me!"
He looked at the red vests running around everywhere. The agents were rushing to him with a quote for "selling raw silks". "Sell another 100,000 taels of gold short order to let those old European money know that we Americans really have gold mines!"
On the second floor of the exchange, Indian Jewish Sassoon looked at the "American Capital Agent" suddenly popping up in the trading hall below.
Smile: "These naive Americans still don't understand that the real high-end financial bureau is playing with the truth...:
The truth is only within the range of the cannon!" He turned around and ordered the red vest in the office, "The battle has begun! My children, let's attack!"
The Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau on the other side of the Huangpu River suddenly whistled. Six tugboats flying apricot yellow flags were towing the newly launched cruiser "Suzhou" out of the dock. The tarp of the 24-pound long cannon was lifted up by the river wind, and the black muzzle was inadvertently pointing to the direction of the exchange.
Sassoon sneered at the floor-to-ceiling window: "Look, the Taiping Army does not even have a decent navy. They regarded a small cruiser with a displacement of about 1,000 tons as a treasure.:::
"Even the cannons are shrinking." said the smoke while smoking, "The original Kokang class has a 64-pound main gun and a 32-pound gun, while the Kokang class produced by the Chinese themselves is only the 24-pound long gun produced by the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau...::..There are only 20 ships.
Door."
The senior team of the Dutch East India Bank suddenly appeared in the office quickly, waving a quick message he had just received: "Good news, good news...:::. The poor people in Nagasaki Port in Japan are making trouble, and those guys who are addicted to eating are protesting the rising rice prices...:::. The Japanese Revolutionary Party is also involved! Now it is difficult for Luo Yaoguo to buy rice from Japan!
The corridor suddenly burst into laughter. Twenty red vest agents were pointing around the newly listed "Citigroup" seat, one by one, Lehman wearing a bowler hat, wrote "Raw silk 1002 rounds and infinite collection" on the blackboard.
Chapter completed!