Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The dealers who made the offer felt unfair, and after yelling a few words, they saw that the sergeant beside him was holding the handle of the knife, and then he remembered that the uncle in front was not a good stubborn.

So the scene was quiet.

Fang Xing was satisfied that his reputation could suppress them.

"State affairs come first, and selfish interests come after."

Fang Xing set the tone, and then said: "It is a malignant tumor to dedicate the land, but your majesty knows that the small officials and the grain leaders below are greedy and make you hungry for food."

The emperor is actually worried about us?

Fang Xing saw that the contributors were a little excited, and he struck the iron while it was hot: "Now your majesty and the court attach great importance to the governance of officials. Once the officials who dared to reach out to taxation are caught, Ben Bo pledged here that the minimum is the whole family's exile, and it is exile. Go to the most sinister place!"

These murderous remarks were shocking. The two fans who were staring at Huang Huan saw that he wanted to withdraw, so they walked into the door, and smiled at him in a surreptitious manner.

Want to run? no way!

After seeing this formation and hearing Fang Xing's words, Huang Huan knew that he was afraid of being arrested.

Throughout the dynasties, the bad typical end is always the worst. So he was really scared, if he didn't want to habitually maintain majesty in front of the dealers, he would have been unstable.

"Uncle Ben knows that there is a shortage of people, but the DPRK and China have been promoting immigration. Whether it is outside the Great Wall or overseas, especially overseas, the conditions there are the best. Those who go do not need to bring anything with them, and they have empty hands. The cattle, one year's food, and even the daughter-in-law are all ready for you!"

After Fang Xingzhu finished his bewitching, he realized that he had digressed, so he sullied his face and said, "If you dislike your own land and do not live well, you still have to say that, either go to emigrate, and you can take up the land as you please, or It's to do business, don't think about colluding with the gentry all day, turning taxes into your own benefit!"

The dealers gradually became numb, with a little bit of resentment in their wooden eyes.

Fang Xing knew that what he said was mostly in vain, so he made a big move: "This year the food in the north can feed the northerners! This includes feeding those troops. Do you know what it means?"

Most of the dealers were at a loss, and more than a dozen people looked more worried.

"It hurts farmers!"

Every farmer knows this simple truth and has experienced the sadness and pain of being suppressed prices after the harvest.

But Fang Xing knew what they were worried about, "If there is more food, the food tax will slowly come down, and the low-quality grain hurts the farmers will not happen again in the future!"

"Your Majesty is aware of these disadvantages, so the Ministry of Households has long been asked to make a budget. Once the price of food is low or high, the Ministry of Households will take action to stabilize the price of food!"

This is good news.

For small farmers, with the emergence of high-yield crops, they are most worried about being suppressed by price cuts. In that case, the plan to exchange grain for some money will probably be ruined.

The tenant farmers and non-farmers are worried about high food prices.

Many tenant farmers are not self-sufficient in their grain, and non-farmers rely solely on purchases, so they are the most unlucky when the price of grain rises.

Fang Xing gradually became kind, so a farmer asked boldly: "Uncle, the younger one is a tenant..."

"Then you can also immigrate!"

Fang Xing is encouraging these farmers, and he believes that what he said today will spread throughout the South soon, becoming a secret book that countless farmers will carefully consider in times of hardship.

"To immigrate, the land in many places outside is fertile and countless. Many places are equipped with free houses and farming tools, and you can get started when you go. Would you rather stay hungry here? Are you hungry and refuse to emigrate? What kind of man is that?! Useless!"

Fang Xing looked at these farmers with piercing eyes. He saw an excited face. It was the farmer who had just kneeled by the road. So he nodded slightly at him and smiled encouragingly.

So the farmer was struggling and tangled.

Fang Xing was waiting. Gradually, the farmers noticed where his gaze was, and they all looked at the farmer.

"Han Du!"

The shout was majestic, and Fang Xing frowned and turned around, seeing that the butler-like man behind him was staring at the dealer with a stern face.

"this……"

Fang Xing couldn't help asking in astonishment: "Someone dares to threaten people in front of my uncle?"

"Take him!"

Li Jing had been paying attention to Fang Xing's words just now, and wanted to find some mistakes to report. It was considered that he had done his duty, and he had a reputation for not fearing the powerful, so he did not pay attention to Huang Da's threat.

So he was a little irritated, and it was inevitable to bring some out of that voice.

His subordinates are interesting, he kicked Huang Da with one kick in the past, and then he rolled all over the floor with a few kicks, screaming unceasingly.

Huang Huan's face was pale, and he was in a dilemma.

Fang Xing glanced at him, then turned around and said, "Whoever wants to speak, just say it boldly, Huangjiazhuang...Here will be renamed in the future!"

Han Du was stunned for a moment, he was a little confused, for a moment he couldn't figure out the meaning of the words.

There was a voice coming from behind, very low, very quiet, but he still heard it.

"That's Uncle Jingguan. He came here personally. The master and his family are definitely going to be unlucky..."

So Han Du squeezed out from the crowd, and his two sons stupidly followed.

"Uncle, little..."

Han Du choked, but couldn't say the next thing.

He was angry at first, but now he feels that there is nothing to be angry about.

I borrowed the money by myself, and I am stupid if it is not, no wonder the master!

"Do you have something to say?"

Fang Xing asked as kindly as possible, worried that he would scare away the farmer who was willing to come forward.

It was not a whim for him to come here today. Those men in green shirts with left-hand wooden boards and right-hand brushes were waiting for the follow-up development of the matter, and then they would record them, go back and process them, and then spread it to the entire Ming Dynasty.

To do big things, first and foremost is public opinion!

Without the support of public opinion, no matter how strong it is, it is just a lame warrior.

Han Du looked up and shook his head blankly and said, "Uncle, the little one has nothing to say."

This is a foolish, no, it is ignorant!

Fang Xing sighed slightly in his heart, and said, "Boldly say, for example, whether someone has been snatched or snatched by others...Is there any loan sharks?"

usury?

The word is easy to understand, and Han Du said in a tangled way: "Uncle, I borrowed money from my master when I was young."

Fang Xing was overjoyed, but asked calmly, "What then?"

Han Du honestly said: "Then the little ones are not on ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then?"

"Then the small fields are repaid to the master..."

There was a coldness in Fang Xing's eyes, and he continued to ask, "How much profit?"

That interest rate is probably not forgotten by Han Han. He stretched out a slap and said with difficulty: "50%, and... to roll. The little one is not promising, but he can't pay it back..."

Fang Xing glanced at the farmers, no one was angry or sad, they were all numb.

Most of those who have broken homes are living tightly. They can’t turn around in emergencies. In the end, they have nowhere to go. They can only borrow money from the owner’s house, and then get a loan shark. All the fields belong to other people’s homes. .

Fang Xing asked coldly: "What did Shangyuan County say?"

The Huang family is a typical example suggested by Yuan Jie to Fang Xing, so he didn't have any panic of negligence, but said with a little bit of sorrow: "Xing He Bo, this is loan sharking! North Korea has long been banned."

"Forbidden? The little one doesn't know! And the little one has no place to borrow money...Without the owner, the little one is afraid that he will take his family to beg for dinner."

Han was very worried, and didn't dare to look at Huang Huan who was controlled by the side.

Fang Xing was speechless, because the government did not provide this kind of service.

He feels that a solution to this matter must be found earlier, but in the final analysis, the best way is to increase the income level of the people, especially the farmers.

The thought just turned away, and he said coldly: "50%, it's still good, that's drinking blood!"

"Drink blood?"

Han Du had never known such a statement. He blinked his eyes and said, "Uncle, before and after the young... Understand, little..."