"There is still such a thing?"

After hearing Song Beiyun's description while eating, Ruibao frowned.

"That's natural." Song Beiyun pointed to the dishes on the table: "Fish, two pounds, one hundred pounds. The day before yesterday, two pounds were only seventy pounds. Rice was eight big pounds per pound, and only five big pounds a few days ago. The chicken and eggs were rising, and the fastest rise was still rice."

"Why is this...why?" Ruibao frowned and asked, "Why is it rising so fast."

Anyone who is not stupid knows that the sudden price increase is not a good thing, but for Ruibao, it is okay to ask her to recite poems, but it is difficult for this situation, so he had to look at Song Beiyun with help.

"If the price increases in both ways, it probably means that the output has not kept up, but if all the food is rising, you must be alert." Song Beiyun put the most delicious fish tail and belly into Qiao Qiao's bowl, and then continued: "There are only two reasons. One is that you have been raising food in the market recently, causing the price increase. The other is that someone is hoarding."

Ruibao frowned: "I have spent a lot of money on food these days, but... good brother, tell me what would happen if this continues."

Song Beiyun had a few bites and continued, "I really didn't think about it before. Now the refugees of the Song Dynasty are gathering in this place. If they are not handled properly, they will eat all the sheep on the hillside. Luzhou's food is probably not enough, and once the people start to go hungry, then..."

If Ruibao doesn't understand this principle, it's unreasonable. Once the local residents of Luzhou are unable to eat enough, the next step may be civil unrest. When good things turn bad things, I'm afraid even his father will not be able to bear such a huge burden.

"Then...what should I do?"

Ruibao also gradually realized the seriousness of the problem. She took a few deep breaths and frowned: "Forty-one thousand people, how can I not eat?"

"There is a way to do it, it depends on whether Your Highness the Princess dares." Song Beiyun flicked the table with his finger: "It's a bit dangerous, but it's not a big deal."

"you say."

"Send people to the capital to buy goods! Buy whatever you want and buy whatever you see. Use the money you have on hand to share 60% of the goods in the capital." Song Beiyun lowered his voice and said, "If you want to do this, you must be quick, accurate, and ruthless. You specialize in grain, rice, flour, rice and flour, including bran, rice and bran, and you can buy whatever you have. People buy what you eat and livestock. As long as it is eaten by people, sweep it!"

Ruibao nodded thoughtfully: "What about?"

"Scan the first, check two, check three, cheat three." Song Beiyun continued: "Investigation means thoroughly investigating all merchants who hoard goods. One is punished, one should be punished, one should be strict, serious and quick! Kill the chicken to warn the monkey and never be ruthless. All the income from investigation and punishment will be returned to the official warehouse, and then let His Highness Fu release grain in the official warehouse to calm the market. At the same time, contact Xu Li and let them transport food from Jiangxi Road. This is May, and the victims should arrive in more than ten days. Before a large number of victims arrive, prepare everything they should prepare."

Ruibao nodded firmly: "What about the third one?"

"The third is to cheat, how to cheat? The food for disaster relief should not be porridge. You mix rice with rice and flour with bran, and one meter and four brans and salt to make rice. Remember to mix rice and flour of no matter what quality rice and flour, you have to mix bran in it. One is to avoid people hoarding it, and the other is to bear the stomachs of more people."

"This...this is going to be beheaded." Rui Bao's face suddenly changed: "This is a deception."

"You go and ask your emperor brother if you want this country. It's already a storm. What's more, why should you deceive the emperor or not? Let him come."

Song Beiyun was not polite at all: "Training the Tribulation! Do you know? This is a Tribulation. If you can survive this time, I, Jin Ling'er, will be built by someone to build a temple. When people see me, I will be the Queen of Ruibao."

"You Jinling'er." Ruibao looked at Song Beiyun with a smile, "This sounds so nice."

"When is it, still caring about this? Go back and tell your father!" Song Beiyun knocked her head: "After that, you can tell your father that people from Song, Jin, Liao, Xixia, and Dangxiang come here to do business, and add 30% of the tax. If you don't want to pay money, use grain to offset any grain. You can get tax deducted according to the market price of 30% higher. Another preferential measure is that as long as the merchants who pay taxes resources will have a bottom-line policy for three years in the future."

"What does it mean to guarantee the money?" Ruibao blinked: "This tax is too high, it's almost 50%..."

"Don't worry about this, what we want is food, not money. Money is waste in the end, and food is the treasure! And this guarantee is the bonus for them." Song Beiyun explained: "What businessmen are most afraid of is losses. In my past observation, about 20% of those merchants, whether they are silk cloth or grain, pork and mutton, are about 20% of them, and their losses are all included. Now, we ask them to pay taxes to cover them, and you and your father will cover all the things that cannot be sold. In fact, in other words, we buy their things with the tax they paid."

Song Beiyun took a deep breath and continued: "These people are very smart and will not suffer any losses, and they even make some profits!"

Jin Ling'er quickly took the abacus and made a round: "Wow... there is really a profit. Then aren't we losing money?"

"Money! You have to spend it. What is the use of money that cannot be spent? Money has to be circulated. They make money, and we make food. The finances are not afraid of losses. Just spend money and it will be done. When the money cannot be spent at the end of the year, you will build bridges and pave roads, and help the people! Anyway, the Curry is not allowed to leave spare money." Song Beiyun rubbed his nose: "If everything goes well, more than 400,000 victims will make you, Luzhou Prefecture, a prosperous next year."

“Why?”

"You're starting again." Song Beiyun laughed and looked at Jin Ling'er and said, "If you ask again why you'll kiss me."

A Qiao next to her suddenly turned around and looked at Song Beiyun, her eyes full of horror.

But the next moment, what she saw simply subverted her weak values. Ruibao suddenly hugged Song Beiyun, kissed him four or five times on the face, and asked with a smile: "Is it enough, good brother?"

"Hey... are you really playing?" Song Beiyun pushed her away: "Okay, I'm afraid of you."

Yusheng, who was having dinner together, sat there watching his nose, focusing on his meal, not caring about what happened in front of him. It was only after Ruibao was so excessive that he coughed: "Your Highness, please respect yourself. If outsiders see it, Beiyun will be in big trouble."

"Brother Yusheng, there are no outsiders." Ruibao said with a smile: "Let's talk about it again, my good brother usually..."

"Cough!" Song Beiyun coughed loudly and said, "Now, many people think that refugees are a burden and a drag, but in fact... the large number of people represents the demographic dividend. After all the victims and refugees are settled, they will start to take root and sprout like seeds in spring, and then become lush before summer until the sky is covered."

"Good brother, your talent is better than marrying the prince's mansion, okay?"

"Are you a little?" Song Beiyun teased: "Anyway, you call Qiaoqiao and sister."

Ruibao lowered his head and didn't say anything anymore, letting the most noble princess of the Song Dynasty be a young man. This is impossible. Even if she loved Song Beiyun so much that she would not marry him, not to mention being a fair wife, even if she was a concubine, the royal face, the face of the Fu King, the face of the court, and the ethics of the Zong family were all there. She was not only Jin Ling'er who did whatever she wanted, but also the first princess of the Song Dynasty.

"Good brother... I'm going back now."

Ruibao stood up as if he had been poured with cold water and frosted eggplant: "The father will come back tomorrow morning, and I will go back and think carefully about what my good brother said."

Song Beiyun didn't stop her, but just stood up and said, "I'll give you a gift."

"Um."

The two of them arrived at the door one after another. Ruibao suddenly turned his head and hugged Song Beiyun: "Good brother, I don't want to go back..."

"Why?"

"Whether you are a princess or a princess, it's better to be a Jin Linger. Last night, I dreamed of being lying on the table and being lying on the table..." Ruibao said with a grievance with a pout, "But I'm just thinking about it. After leaving this door, I'm Princess Ruibao."

Song Beiyun patted her head: "It's like this when I was born in the imperial family, and where is my good place? You have become like this after only a few days since you met me?"

"It's good, it's good! It's good everywhere!" Ruibao stamped his feet: "No matter what, it's good."

"Okay, okay, okay." Song Beiyun rubbed her face: "You go back first and bring your words to Your Highness Fu, and then contact Xu Li to ask him to whip back and mobilize supplies, and then organize a group of people to go to the capital to sweep goods."

"Yes." Ruibao stood on tiptoe and wanted to kiss Song Beiyun, but just as he was about to get up, he quietly shrank back: "Good brother, then I'll leave."

Song Beiyun smiled and bent down and kissed her on the forehead: "I will reward you."

"Ha!" Ruibao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand and pinched Song Beiyun's nose: "You are so brave. There are not many people in the world who can appreciate my things."

"Then do you want it?"

"I'll give you a few more... uncle." Ruibao raised his little face and looked at Song Beiyun with anticipation: "Come on a few more."

"No, I can't give it too much at once, keep it for the next time." Song Beiyun bounced her earlobe: "Go back first."

The day after Ruibao returned, the entire Luzhou City suddenly started to operate at high speed. The caravans rolled towards the capital. The new tax rate also posted a notice at noon. Several batches of fast horses went straight from Luzhou City to Jiangxi.

King Fu sat in front of the desk in the afternoon, frowned and looked at the complete plan and plan handed over by Jin Ling'er. After a few glances, he looked up at the daughter opposite him, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Uncle Thailand! Look at my father... I haven't spoken yet." Jin Ling'er stomped her feet in a hurry: "This is going to be so anxious. The victims are coming in a few days!"

The Thai king laughed: "Jin Ling'er is not anxious, isn't your father also worried?"

"Who gave you the idea?" King Fu finally couldn't help asking: "Let him come to meet me."

"I, it's me, no one else!"

"Hahahaha..." The King of Thailand smiled from the side: "Little Jinling Good Boy, if you can have such ability, your father will rebel now and let you ascend the throne and become the emperor."

King Fu rolled his eyes: "Brother Wang... don't talk nonsense in front of the child."

"Haha, what does that mean?" The King of Thailand stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "Jin Ling'er, do you know that your father and I have been worried about this matter for several days. I didn't expect that you would be able to make it clear by your book. Tell me, who is giving you advice behind you? This is comparable to the Wolong in the Three Kingdoms. Such people are just helping you, which is a bit wasteful."
Chapter completed!