Chapter 97: hundred

Chapter 97, Chapter 100: Strategies (Thanks for the mighty reward and monthly pass of Big A)
Three days later
A detailed joint data report was placed on Tang Luo's desk, which was the result of the Chengxi Police Department and the Tang Air Media Department.
Combining the two reports, this case of poisoning and slandering also let Tang Luo understand the ins and outs.
Lou Hongzhi, from Xiling. Learning medicine from an early age is not easy to save people, and is very happy against poison and evil. At the age of fifteen, he built a foundation, and at the age of twenty-eight, his martial arts style was weird. He had cultivated many defensive martial arts but was not good at using poison. Therefore, most of his opponents died of violent poison rather than martial arts. He is clever, sensitive, and proud.
Zeng said: "The world belongs to the king's way, not domineering. Only the son of Xiling Tianjiao, Shen Ke, is the king."
In other words, this guy is a remnant fan of Young Master Shen, who wants to devote himself to Young Master Mansion and make a big splash.
But the general level of helpless cultivation is limited, and there are five hundred mortals in the Young Master's Mansion. Such a poisonous fellow must not be reused, so he has never recommended himself to the Young Master's Mansion.
After Jiang Lin's battle, the name of the son of Shen Wei, who was in the midst of the sky, was greatly damaged. The gatekeepers of the son's mansion scattered three hundred a day, and even the mortal martial artist left no less than a hundred people.
Mishen became Xiling's laughing stock overnight. Of course, this was the result of Tang's operation, but the most important thing was that there were too many people watching the game, and they all thought Mishen was too embarrassing.
Martial artists advocate bravery, and fighting to forget one's life and death is the spirit of glory. Concession means that there is no spirit of bravery. This disappointed those martial artists who took refuge in the name of the son Shen Tianjiao, so they left one after another.
But this allowed Lou Hongzhi to see his chance of being reused. Zhang Xinghe died, Mi Shen's first minister was vacant, and the prestige of the Prince's Mansion plummeted.
As long as he can ruin Tang Luo's face and show the means, Mi Shen will definitely look at him differently.
This conspiracy is based on this simple wish.
If this riot really cannot be stopped, there may be hundreds of people who die, and the reason for treating these thousands of lives as a grass must be Lou Hongzhi's stepping stone into the Prince's Mansion.
"There will be such a twisted everywhere." Tang Luo put down the files and rubbed his head.
I thought it was Mishen's handwriting, to avenge myself. So in the past three days, he prepared a lot of plans, ready to play with them, but after reading the dossier, he only felt sick.
After taking a few deep breaths, I felt dull. Throw another file into the brazier along with this one.
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May 15
The Tang family's grain collection plan has been in progress for a full month. During this month, the suzerain of the Tang family's branch clan began a crazy grain purchase plan under Tang Ming's organization.
The so-called harvesting is harvesting rice.
Rice is generally divided into new grains, old grains and aged grains.
The rice that was harvested that year is called the new grain, and the rice that has been stored for more than a year is the old grain. When aged grains are seriously aged, the color, taste, and smell will deteriorate, and these are called aged grains.
The clans only eat new grains, while most ordinary civilians eat old grains. In places like shantangs, bitter kilns, and beggars, they can only eat those grains mixed with old grains.
After Tang Zhi made a big wish to Fenzong, Tang Ming began to plan to receive a large number of new grains, but compared to Tang Zhi's request, it was only a drop in the bucket.
Xiling rice is ripened three times a year, with spring ripening in March, summer ripening in June, and autumn ripening in September. The new rice in March, everything that can be bought on the market, was sold out by the Downs.
Even if Tang Ming did it secretly, the whereabouts of these new grains were so unconcealable. When the big and small clans of Xiling discovered the Tang family's grain collection plan, they removed the new grains from their own rice shops and replaced them with Chen Liang. This made Tang Ming hate and angry.
There are more than 2 million mu of cultivated land in Xiling, but most of it is controlled by the clan. For example, the 800,000 mu of cultivated land north of Xiling is all owned by the Tang family. And the 750,000 acres of fertile land south of Xiling is all Mi's private property.
After removing the 1.55 million mu of fertile land, the cultivated land owned by the Xiling people is only 450,000 mu.
And how can 450,000 mu of arable land feed 3 million people?
An ordinary person needs to eat half a catty a day, not to mention those warriors who eat a lot.
Three million ordinary people eat at least 547.5 million catties of grain a year, or about 270,000 tons. The food intake of the warrior is about five times that of ordinary people.
With the peace of Xiling for hundreds of years, this place has become the best soil for nurturing martial artists. Even children born to ordinary people will send one or two of them to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts.
As long as one child is successful in martial arts, he will be able to come back and help the whole family build the foundation. Therefore, there are currently 3 million people in Xiling, and there are very few people who have not cultivated. Most of them are children of ordinary families and orphans living on the streets.
This makes Xiling people eat more than one million tons of grain a year.
In order to receive enough food for one year of Xiling people in two months, he must also have new food. Tang Ming only felt that Tang Zhi was trying to be a strong man.
Because Tang Mier kept the price of grains extremely low, six or seven gold coins would be able to collect a thousand kilograms of old grain, even the new rice sold in the world, which was only two or three gold expensive.
Under the almost low-cost monopoly of the two clans, most of the 450,000 acres of arable land in the hands of the other clans did not grow food, but instead planted fruits and vegetables. What's more, they directly did not grow food but directly paid Tang Mi. Two's purchase of grain.
Therefore, the new grains flowing in Xiling's world were all released by the Tang clan and Mi clan, and Tang Ming's grand plan for harvesting grains started from three aspects.
One is to organize caravans to go to other big cities to collect grain on a large scale.
The second is to purchase all the new grains released by Mi's.
The third is to send a fleet of ships on the Lingjiang waterway to release the news of grain harvesting, hoping that large ships will bring grain.
Of the three strategies, the most important is undoubtedly the harvest of Mi's new grain, but this most important plan, after a full month of acquisition, has fallen into a huge bottleneck.
In the Mi's grain shop, the price of all new grains in one day soared to 30 gold per thousand catties, which was clearly aimed at the Tang's grain harvest.
"Representative Ming, do we still accept this grain?" Tang Qi was the leader in charge of organizing the acquisition of new grain from the grain bank. Seeing this situation, he reluctantly ran to Tang Ming and asked.
If new grain is collected at the price of 30 gold per thousand catties, one ton is 60 gold, and their goal is to collect more than 700,000 tons of new grain from Mi’s, which means spending more than 40 million yuan. Gold coin cash.
Some branch sects claim to have a net worth of ten million yuan, but most of them are shop spirit beasts. The real gold flowing in hand can have millions of dollars, which is great. In this case, facing the expenditure of more than 40 million gold, Can't help but let Tang Qi be shocked, how dare he make up his mind selfishly.
But Tang Ming thought of Tang Zhi's promise, and calculated the value of the land in the north of the city, gritted his teeth and said: "Come! Go and tell those sub-sect masters that if someone refuses to pay, then the land allocated to the north of the city will be one inch. Don't ask for it."
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