Zhang Anshi has not gone to the research institute for the time being.
However, I went to the exchange frequently.
Of course, he didn't go to the exchange just for trading. After all, trading had to be done behind the scenes, and there were many people secretly doing it for him.
His appearances are more like smoke bombs one after another.
Every time the people at the exchange saw His Highness coming again, they wondered for a while whether there had been any changes. Therefore, while racking their brains, they speculated on the possible rise and fall this time, and secretly,
Zhang Anshi had already built the plank road openly and visited Chen Cang secretly.
Businessmen have always had great trust in Zhang Anshi. After all... Zhang Anshi can really make everyone rich.
But this time, it was obvious that His Highness the King of Song was eating alone. Coupled with various news about Zhang Anshi's behind-the-scenes manipulation, people's hearts began to scatter.
But Zhang Anshi didn't care much about it.
I still go my own way.
Liu Kee Trading Company.
When Liu Lu gets up every morning, he still reads the day's newspaper first.
Usually at this time, after drinking a cup of tea, he would finish reading the newspaper, and then he would go out to inspect his property.
He was about to go out. At this time, the steward came in a hurry and said with a bit of anxiety: "Master, the price of cotton... After rising sharply a few days ago, it suddenly dropped a lot today... Now at the exchange, there are many
People saw that the wind was going in the wrong direction, and they were all selling, and the price fell again and again. Now I know that actually yesterday, while the cotton yarn was still at a high price, someone secretly shipped it. Only today did someone notice it... Sir... we
…”
When Liu Lu heard this, he was shocked.
Because the price of cotton spinning has risen sharply in the past few days, many people have bought a lot of cotton yarn. After all, this thing is suitable for storage, and in recent years, the demand for cotton spinning has been getting higher and higher.
One of the businesses of Liu Ji Trading Company is sewing garments and supplying bedding! Seeing that the current market is so good, Liu Lu naturally has people buy a lot of them, but the purchase price is high.
He frowned, looked at the steward and said, "What's the price now?"
The manager said with a grimace: "It's already 90% of yesterday's listing price."
Don't be too bearish about 10%, but for the bulk of cotton spinning, this is already a sharp drop.
Liu Lu suddenly showed a look of pain. In the blink of an eye, he lost more than 40,000 taels of silver.
Of course, forty thousand taels of silver is nothing to a big business like Liu Ji, but this is also real gold and silver. This real gold and silver is a very precious thing for merchants, even if it is in their hands.
I don’t know how many urgent needs it can solve.
The most important thing is that Liu Lu had always believed that cotton textile products would probably continue to rise in these days, but who knew they would actually fall?
So Liu Lu said in surprise: "Is there any other news? Did it suddenly drop?"
The manager said: "There is no news yet, but there are rumors that someone must have known the news in advance, so they quickly sold their cotton spinning, which triggered the big drop."
"Have you learned the news in advance again?" Liu Lu's face turned a little pale, his head was buzzing, and he felt a little powerless in his heart.
Doing business... Liu Lu has never been afraid of anyone. He is self-made. He was just an ordinary tenant farmer. After that, he worked as a waiter for the owner of a small inn. Because of his good looks and shrewdness, he was favored by the owner, so he gave his daughter to him.
Married to Liu Lu.
After that, Liu Lu relied on the little money he saved in the inn, borrowed the influence of the New Deal, and coupled with his own business vision, he quickly began to expand. He had everything from ready-made clothes to inns, restaurants, and horse and carriage shops.
Involved, now, he is considered a business giant in Qixia, at least one of the top figures.
Liu Lu's confidence in business is by no means groundless. After all, he has been doing business for so many years, and he has a unique vision and a special sensitivity.
In addition, after working hard in the business world for so many years, I have gone through a lot of ups and downs.
But now...he suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness.
It's as if he knows that there is an opponent in the market, but this opponent is invisible and intangible. No matter how he calculates, no matter how smart and capable he is, no matter how hard he tries, no matter how precise his judgment is, the opponent is just like
Like an immortal, he could always predict what would happen tomorrow, so Liu Lu was always one step behind.
Just like the decline in cotton spinning, if someone hadn't learned the news in advance and sold it desperately, Liu Lu might have been able to judge in a few days that after the cotton spinning boom, the price of cotton spinning might rise if only based on market conditions.
There will be a certain adjustment, so in a few days... he may sell some and sell some goods.
It's a pity that some people now make faster and more accurate judgments, take action quickly, and sell directly. At this time, even if Liu Lu wanted to sell after realizing it, it was already too late.
Because the price has fallen, if you ship at a low price, it will be a loss of blood. If you continue to hold on, the future market will become unclear again due to the other party's selling.
Liu Lu was full of tangles. This was the first time that he had such a sense of powerlessness without a clue, and this feeling of powerlessness did not come from him alone.
At this moment, many businessmen in Qixia can feel the same way.
The original business acumen is no longer useful, and all calculations and methods are like child's play.
What Liu Lu was distressed about was not the 40,000 taels of silver. What he was distressed about was that the business experience that he was so proud of was now like a waste of paper. Now he was almost being led around by the nose and couldn't move. It felt a bit like a hero in his twilight years.
"Hey..." Liu Lu sighed deeply.
The steward on the side hesitated for a moment, then said: "Master, should we also throw some away?"
Liu Lu's face was full of fatigue. After thinking about it, he waved his hands and said, "No need, it's already too late at this time."
Seeing that his boss was so preoccupied, the person in charge could not help but show a regretful expression and said: "It is said outside... that this is the handiwork of His Highness King Song. It is said that His Highness King Song has been in the exchange these days, earning a lot of money."
A lot of money, sir...His Royal Highness the King of Song..."
Before the steward finished speaking, Liu Lu waved his hand again, and then said: "It is said that righteousness does not control wealth. Logically speaking, there are no fathers and sons in the shopping mall, but no matter what, His Highness the King of Song is kind to people like me.
, don’t mention these words..."
He paused and continued: "Besides, the losses are not big, and Liuji Trading Company does not rely on this to make a fortune. These days, the shopkeepers below have asked them to be more cautious in their actions and stop making unnecessary purchases.
."
Hearing Liu Lu's instructions, the steward was stunned for a moment, but nodded with a wry smile.
You know, the reason why a big businessman like Liu Lu is what he is today is entirely due to his radicalness. After all, when people are in the wind, they say that pigs can blow! But in fact, this is not the case. Everyone can vaguely feel the wind.
, but some people dare to bet all their wealth and pursue excessive returns. But ordinary people look around and have many worries until they miss the opportunity.
This shows how radical people like Liu Lu can be once they seize the spotlight.
But now, the steward could feel that his master was suddenly like a dog with a broken back. He no longer had the high spirits before, and now he became timid.
The person in charge had no choice but to nod.
He couldn't help but murmured: "This matter... is so strange. It rises when it rises and falls when it falls. You can always purchase or ship goods before the news comes out. This... Your Highness, King Song, is it possible?"
So your hands and eyes can reach the sky?"
He said this. Seeing that Liu Lu was worried and irritable, and knowing that Liu Lu didn't like to hear this, he had no choice but to keep silent.
But he suddenly remembered something, and then said: "Yes, sir, in a few days, the big boss of Chenji Trading Co., Ltd. wants to unite some people to visit His Highness the King of Song. Sir... will you go?"
"Visit His Highness King Song?" Liu Lu raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised. He glanced at the steward, and then said, "What are you going to do?"
The steward said: "Obviously... I hope to pay homage to His Highness the King of Song Dynasty and thank you for your support over the years, but secretly..."
The steward did not say any more, but the words were self-evident enough.
With a thought in his mind, Liu Lu opened his eyes slightly and said: "I am going to write a letter to Brother Chen and tell him that I am the only one."
"yes."
…………
In Wenyuan Pavilion.
But it was more lively than before.
Hu Guang didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, but he always laughed heartily.
This hearty laughter is obviously inconsistent with the atmosphere of Wenyuan Pavilion.
After all, this is the center of the world, and the people who can be here are those who have extremely high levels of self-cultivation, are indistinguishable from emotion to anger, and are meticulous in their actions.
The few academicians in Wenyuan Pavilion would come to this study to read the imperial newspaper whenever they had free time.
At this time, Hu Guang crossed his legs and picked up a piece of "Business Daily" that he brought from somewhere.
This business newspaper is a newspaper published by Qixia and published by Zhang An. In addition to publishing some business knowledge and market changes, its purpose is also to publish it to all prefectures and counties in the world.
Most of the people are aware of the changes in the prices of different commodities in every state in the world.
As soon as he saw Hu Guangda picking up the business newspaper and coming out, Shi Shiran crossed his legs, pressed his face against the newspaper, and read it carefully.
Yang Rong, who was also reading the newspaper on the side, found it very annoying, so he turned his face away and turned a blind eye.
Xie Jin only smiled, looking calm and calm, still reading his newspaper in a down-to-earth manner.
Jin Youzi was different. He usually liked to be on the road early in the morning and read the day's newspaper while riding. On the contrary, at this time, he often took a nap on the sofa.
As for Zhang Anshi, he stayed quietly at a long table in another place, practicing calligraphy.
There is no other way. As a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, he has to draft votes, but his cursive writing is really eye-catching, and he was even scolded angrily by Zhu Di several times. Now, he has to practice calligraphy obediently to avoid writing.
Words are always invisible.
Not to mention that Zhu Di didn't recognize it. Sometimes he summoned Zhang Anshi to ask, but Zhang Anshi didn't know what he wrote.
This made Zhang Anshi couldn't help but admire the doctors at the medical school. After all, the characters "Wenyuan Pavilion" were for the emperor to read. If the emperor couldn't understand the characters, he would naturally be scolded.
But for the doctors at the medical school, their writing is for patients to read. No matter how scrawled it is, even if it is a ghostly drawing, it does not matter. After all, the case and the prescription only need to be understood by the doctor who prescribes the medicine.
Zhang Anshi practiced calligraphy seriously, seemingly not caring about the people on the other side.
Suddenly, Hu Guang let out an audible sound.
In this quiet study, Zhang Anshi's hand shook in fright, and suddenly there was a pool of ink on the book sticker.
Zhang Anshi glanced at Hu Guang angrily.
But Hu Guang put down the "Business Daily" out of compassion and sighed: "Living in the capital is not easy."
Yang Rong glanced at him, made a snoring sound in his nose, and returned his gaze to the newspaper in his hand, ignoring him.
However, Jie Jin looked up at him with a smile and said, "Why did Mr. Hu express such emotion?"
Hu Guang looked surprised and said: "Jie Gong, look at the price in Dongshi. Now a house covering an area of only 17 acres is already 170,000 taels of silver. Jie Gong, you say... this
Who can afford it?”
Xie Jin said: "The capital is only as big as a palm, and the thirty-seven acres of houses in the city are becoming increasingly rare now, not to mention that in the East Market, if it is the Bell and Drum Tower, it will only cost 250,000 yuan."
Hu Guang said with emotion: "Yes, yes, yes, the world is like this... I think back to when I came to the capital to take part in the imperial examination. At that time, when Emperor Taizu Gao was still the emperor, there was such a house in the East Market.
It’s only two to thirty thousand taels of silver. Now...it’s really different.”
Xie Jin smiled and said: "If someone is willing to sell it, then of course someone is willing to buy it. How come Mr. Hu is interested in this?"
Hu Guang said in an understatement: "I just took a look at the back page of this commercial newspaper and happened to see someone advertising it for sale, so... I was just feeling emotional."
Jin Youzi smiled and said: "Mr. Hu, don't read the back page when reading the newspaper. They are all notices for sale by various merchants. What's the point of reading this?"
Hu Guang's eyes squinted and he continued to put his feet up, but he slowly picked up the tea cup, took a comfortable sip of tea, and then said slowly and calmly: "Isn't this me about to buy a house?"
Jin Youzi: “…”
Hu Guang sighed and said: "It's still too expensive. I have to find one with a cheaper price. One hundred and seventy thousand taels is a bit expensive, but if it's one hundred and fifty thousand taels, it may not be unaffordable."
Jin Youzi: “…”
Xie Jin quickly lowered his head and said nothing.
Hu Guang continued enthusiastically: "Gentlemen, is this East Market a little far away? After all, it is some distance from the Meridian Gate. I go to the palace every day for duty, and I am afraid I have to walk for half an hour along the way... It's a pity that the Bell and Drum Towers
It's too expensive, otherwise you'd have to bite the bullet... That's all. Although this East Market is far from the palace, it's closer to the Post Office, so it's more convenient for my son. We... are all old, what else do we miss?
?I just have to endure hardships myself and teach my children and grandchildren to benefit."
"Of course, my son is also filial. The day before yesterday, he also said that he would simply go to the Bell and Drum Towers to buy something. I am old and my legs get cold when winter comes. He also took a fancy to a large house in the Bell and Drum Towers, covering an area of more than sixty acres.
, pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, totaling more than 400,000 taels of silver."
Hu Guang put down the tea cup, raised his eyebrows, and continued angrily: "I scolded him at that time. He really didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were. He had a little money and didn't know how to collect it. His tail was about to rise to the sky. Not to mention
It's so expensive, but even if we can afford it, we can't waste it like this. We are heirs of poetry and calligraphy, and we are not trying to imitate Shi Chong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty to fight for wealth. If we say it out loud, it will be unsightly... You say, today's young people
people……"
Hu Guang shook his head desperately and sighed, looking very helpless.
Zhang Anshi's face did not change, and he continued to write the calligraphy seriously with his head down.
Finally, Jie Jin couldn't help but raise his head. He coughed a few times and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know how to respond, so he simply didn't say anything.
Yang Rong simply put away the newspaper and pretended to close his eyes and rest.
Only Jin Youzi wanted to sympathize with Hu Guang, but he was afraid that Hu Guang would be cold and his face would not look good, so he wanted to say something, but when he said the words, he couldn't help but think, I sympathize with him, who will sympathize with me?
So he simply kept silent.
Hu Guang still shook his head and said: "So, people, we must not get carried away. We all know it because we have been there. But young people are different now. They are young and energetic, arrogant and lewd, and they will suffer."
He talked to himself, picked up the business newspaper again, and continued to read happily.
Zhang Anshi finally finished writing a copybook and nodded with satisfaction at his copybook. At this time, he finally had the thought to look up at Hu Guang and said with a smile: "What did Mr. Hu just say he wanted to buy?"
Hu Guang's eyes lit up slightly and he immediately said: "Your Highness, Your Highness, buy a house, buy a house..."
Zhang Anshi squinted his eyes, thought deeply for a moment, and then said, "Speaking of this house, I have an idea."
Hu Guang looked at Zhang Anshi with burning eyes: "Please give me some advice, Your Highness."
Zhang Anshi said with a smile: "Hahaha, I don't take it seriously, it's just some ideas."
Hu Guang looked at Zhang Anshi and saw that Zhang Anshi was calm and composed, and continued: "The capital is congested, and to be honest, there have been too many people entering the capital over the years. The various gates in the capital are overcrowded, but
Not a good thing."
Hu Guang then frowned and said: "That's what you say, but what can be done? Let's not care about other people. Just say that people like me are on duty in the palace every day. My son is in the Postal Department and does not live in the city.
Do we still have to go outside the city?"
Zhang Anshi smiled and said: "Well, what Hu Gong said is not unreasonable. This is indeed a trouble."
Hu Guangdao: "His Royal Highness the King of Song, if you have any ideas, you might as well speak out. I will listen to you attentively, so don't hide it."
Zhang Anshi thought for a while and said, "It's hard to say right now. I'll wait until my new policy and new chapters come out and then I'll include this idea."
Hu Guang raised his eyebrows in confusion and said, "New chapter?"
What does this have to do with the new chapter?
Zhang Anshi stopped paying attention to him, continued to lower his head, took out another piece of white paper, and continued to practice calligraphy.
But Hu Guang was obviously very interested in this, and he was quite scratching his head. He wanted to continue to ask more questions, but Zhang Anshi refused to reveal it, which made him regretful.