"Your Majesty, this is Changlongmi Tour."

On the street, Wang Wu pointed at a rice shop that was flowing in and out of the endless stream of people not far away, and said with some trepidation.

Although he had known that the emperor had been visiting privately for a long time, he was about to inform the people below to prepare, but the soldiers of the imperial camp who were staring at him had already clearly explained the emperor's thoughts.

No matter how brave he is, he dare not act secretly against the will of the emperor.

After all, even if there is a mistake below, it will be just a scolding and punished by the emperor. But if it violates the will of the emperor, then your life may be lost. Even if you are glad to save your life and lose your trust, there is no power at all.

Now, he can only bite the bullet and lead the emperor to introduce him.

"The food, coal, firewood, and cotton materials of the commercial banks are all lower than the market price according to your Majesty's instructions. The old slave also summoned major commercial banks in the capital. Under the allocation and coordination, the prices of these materials in the capital also dropped by about 10%..."

"However, due to the severance of the canal transportation, the grain prices in the capital have also risen a lot. Although they are now stable and below the market price, they are still much more expensive than in previous years..."

"More expensive than in previous years?"

The emperor frowned.

Wang Wu was a little nervous: "Report to Your Majesty, each stone of grain is about three to four cents of silver more expensive than in previous years."

The emperor frowned even deeper, three or four cents of silver, which seemed not worth mentioning, but for ordinary people, this was not a small amount.

But in the end, the emperor didn't say much, and took a step forward and headed towards the Changlong Mi, the inner court.

The national treasury is empty and the treasury is also empty. A war almost ended all Daheng's possessions and still owed a lot of debts.

The only income now is to search the house.

Although the income from the house search was quite large, there were no more pits to be filled. Military pay was paid, the previous post-war pensions were filled, some relief was needed, some money and food were left for emergencies, and the ruling institution of officials at all levels was also supported.

It is already very good for a country to have too many places that consume money and food. It is too good to squeeze out a little and stabilize the market price to an acceptable level. If there are too many, unless he puts a knife on all the merchants.

But obviously, this is not feasible.

After all, he has not hoarded goods, and has not disrupted the market. He has done business normally and cooperated with the court to calm the market price. He has become extremely honest. He is using a knife to threaten it. This is to destroy the foundation.

Similar to other shops on the roadside, the Changlong Rice Store obviously covers a lot of land, and the shops are naturally much larger than other shops.

The layout of the shop is no different from most rice shops, but compared with other rice shops, the Changlong Rice shop directly under the inner court has significantly many types of rice and grain sold, and even sweet potatoes, that is, sweet potatoes and corn can be seen.

“What price is this sweet potato?”

The emperor asked casually.

Wang Wu was about to speak out, but the emperor stopped him.

"Two taels of sweet potatoes, one taels of corn, six qian per stone, and one taels of rice, three qian per stone!"

The servant behind the counter said lazily, not as enthusiastic as other shops on the market.

Finally, the servant added:

"By the way, I won't pay back the debt!"

"Sweet potatoes and corn, why are they so expensive?"

The emperor frowned and asked.

"Oh……"

The servant sneered and looked at the emperor with a look of a country bumpkin: "Do you know that these sweet potatoes and corn are transported from other places from all over the country. Does it cost money to eat horses on the way?"

"Only our Changlong Midtown in this entire capital, you can have this rare thing. You can go to other places, but don't even think about it!"

After saying that, the servant waved his hand impatiently. As for the emperor wearing a rich brocade robe, he didn't care at all:

"Okay, okay, I'll waste my verbal talk to you if you tell me too much. If you buy it, buy it. If you don't buy it, get out of here!"

As soon as these words were said, Wang Wu's face was pale and his whole body was trembling.

"You boy are looking for death!"

Xu Feng could no longer hold it back and shouted loudly.

"Ouch?"

The servant was not afraid at all and sneered again: "You are afraid that you don't know where our Changlongmi Tour is, and you dare to make trouble here!"

"Okay!"

The emperor glanced at Wang Wu, who was pale, waved his hand to stop Xu Feng, and then looked at the servant of the rice shop who was in the inner court, pointing to the various rice and grains on his face.

"Everything is a stone of every one of these!"

The servant hummed a few times, but didn't say anything more. He picked up a big shot and called out several other servants. After a while, a few big sacks were filled with food and placed in front of the few.

"Go, find the pole to weigh it, and whether it's enough to weigh it."

The emperor gave an order to the generals of the Imperial Front Camp beside him, and walked out of the rice shop with sacred instructions.

As for the servant's appearance, the emperor didn't care. In this era, he could not ask these people for a good service attitude.

Moreover, nowadays, what we need is not a service attitude, but a matter of food and clothing.

Being full and warm, thinking about lust. Similarly, only by solving the problem of food and clothing can people care about the so-called dignity and face.

Even food and clothing have not been solved, and it is not very meaningful to make these illusory things. They are just wasting manpower and material resources.

"master……"

As soon as he left the rice shop, Wang Wu couldn't help but speak. When he spoke, he was stopped by the emperor's eyes again.

"Liu Chandang, tell me, is the price of grain on the market the same price?"

"For rice and grain, the price is almost the same. The Changlong Rice Store is still lower than the market price."

"For this corn sweet potato, since it is still being promoted in various places, the large-scale planting is only in other places, and the things are rare and expensive. This price is normal."

The emperor nodded, but he didn't ask about the progress of the promotion and planting. This matter cannot be urged!

He said wisely, and once he urged, the Ministry of Revenue would inevitably urge him to put pressure on him layer by layer, that would increase pressure on him layer by layer. In the end, it would turn into a tragedy of "changing rice into mulberry" in a TV series he had watched.

The people of this era are not people who have no worries about food and clothing in the future. If the problem of food and clothing is solved, then naturally, you can plant whatever crops you want in the fields.

But this era is different. A family of people all expect the grain harvest in the field to survive, and there is no capital for trial and error.

Promoting planting can only be promoted. People should see the benefits of planting these high-yield crops and take the initiative to follow them, rather than the court forcing them to plant.

"If you promote planting, the key is to induce it, and you must not force the people."

In the end, the emperor still gave a piece of advice.

"Don't worry, Master, I have repeatedly told the people below."

Liu Qiyuan replied immediately.

"Um."

The emperor nodded. At this time, the general of the imperial camp also walked over quickly, ignoring Wang Wu's uncertain expression, and bowed to the emperor: "Master, every kind of food is 10% smaller!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere instantly solidified, and Wang Wu suddenly fell to the ground.

"Oh……"

The emperor chuckled, but his smile was extremely cold.

"One percent..."

"Ning Feng, do you still remember that when he was with me at the farmer's house, his family of six was busy with work in the end of a year. What is the harvest?"

"Report to your Majesty, I will remember that it is about six dou."

The general immediately bowed and replied.

The emperor asked again:

"Mr. Liu, come and talk to me. How long does this last for which family to eat?"

"About two months."

Liu Qiyuan had no scruples.

"Awesome!"

The emperor chuckled: "This little one has lost the family of six and two months of food."

"I bought six stones, and this time I lost the rations for a family of six for a year!"

"Is this your assurance to me?"

"I guarantee that I will never oppress the people?"

"Yes, if you do this, you really don't need to bully me. People who come to buy food will starve to death!"

The emperor suppressed his anger: "Ning Feng!"

"The last one will be here!"

"Every Changlong Midtown Tour in Beijing, go check it!"

"I will obey the order!"

"After a while, except for Changlongmi Train, all other businesses affiliated with the inner court will check it!"

"I will obey the order!"

"You'd better pray for this is an example!"

The emperor glanced at Wang Wu coldly and snorted coldly!

He could tolerate corruption among officials because the officials were at least still doing things for him.

As long as the official is greedy for work, even if it is greedy for relief, as long as he is not greedy for excessive greed, the emperor's kindness will also exist.

But this is a transaction that should be fair, and one hand is paid and the other hand is delivered!

It is a transaction that represents his emperor's credibility!

What is greedy is the credibility of his emperor!
Chapter completed!