strictlysupreme Chapter 386 Let the Bullets Fly...
Chapter 386 Let the Bullets Fly...
Food safety...
As a restaurant in Beijing, shouldn’t they pay attention to food safety?
After all, there are people coming and going in the restaurant. What if someone gets sick from eating?
Your food is made from carefully selected ingredients and there are no safety issues?
But I don't know? Well, even if I do believe it, wouldn't it be safer to check it out?
Drinking and causing trouble?
Don’t tell me that it’s normal for drunk people to make trouble. What if they accidentally kill someone?
What the hell is firefighting?
Your restaurants are all made of wood. If a fire breaks out, won’t large areas of buildings in the capital be burned down?
What?
The kitchen is far away?
Learn more about the Burning of the Camps and the Burning of Red Cliffs...
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All in all, although Gu Jingzhi's theory sounds plausible, it always feels like he is deliberately making trouble.
But what the fuck he said makes sense...
The noble families in the capital really couldn't bear it anymore. After much deliberation, they had no choice but to accept their fate and open the grain stores.
Those foreign grain merchants didn't care about the losses at all. Grain was coming into the city every day, and their grain sniping plan seemed to be ineffective.
I don’t even know which guy who lacks moral integrity actually organized a conference to share daily loss experiences. If you don’t know, you would think they are idiots.
He keeps shouting about how much he lost, but the eagerness on his face... makes him look like a cult member.
Whatever...
If you can't beat them, you can only join them.
As a last resort, under the command of the aristocratic families, those grain merchants also opened their granaries and started selling grain, but they could only sell it according to the new prices. After all, they would not be able to sell it if they priced it too high.
The key point...
After these grain stores opened, the soldiers of the city defense camp were like hungry wolves smelling blood, and they checked them every day just like they did the restaurants.
Those who understand know that Gu Jingzhi came here to deal with them, but they didn't expect that Gu Jingzhi would hold on to them and not let go.
They have all compromised and are ready to use the new currency, but Gu Jingzhi is still so relentless. Does he want to kill us completely?
You know what, they were right this time.
Gu Jingzhi just wants to kill them.
The wealthy merchants he invited have already spent a lot of money after suffering losses over the past few days. If he doesn't think about squeezing them out and leaving the capital market to those wealthy merchants, who will dare to follow Gu Jingzhi in the future?
Therefore, once this matter is started, there is absolutely no room for maneuver.
They even cut off the food supply to the capital without caring about the lives of the people, which was tantamount to slapping Emperor Xia in the face.
This kind of traitor was not executed immediately because of mercy. Now he still wants to continue making money in the capital. What the hell is he thinking?
With Gu Jingzhi's planning, the Crown Prince's support, and Emperor Xia's acquiescence, the aristocratic families in the capital were suffering.
They would get together every day to think of countermeasures, but no matter what they came up with, Gu Jingzhi would block their way.
In terms of power, they cannot compare with Emperor Xia and the Crown Prince.
According to the rules, Gu Jingzhi was in the court... He just put his hands in his pockets, not knowing who his opponent was.
Compared with business methods... Gu Jingzhi is more like their ancestor. Even those wealthy businessmen who have been influenced by Gu Jingzhi seem to have their Ren and Du meridians opened up. Most of the time, they can come up with endless solutions without Gu Jingzhi taking any action.
To be honest, this person still needs some pressure to find more solutions through constant brainstorming.
In short, the aristocratic families suffered terribly.
Gradually, the people suddenly discovered it.
It seems that some of the most common things in Beijing are starting to drop in price.
When the people discovered this phenomenon, they immediately became excited. As a result, people lined up in front of the Daxia Royal Bank every day to exchange new currency.
The original idea of replacing one batch and keeping another batch to cope with changes for the sake of caution was thrown out of the mind.
Seeing prices slowly falling, Gu Jingzhi finally felt relieved.
To be honest, what he is most worried about is the price.
If prices do not come down, the issuance of new currency will continue to be delayed.
After all, if the new currency cannot reflect a different purchasing power, why should people hold this money?
Isn't bartering good? At least you won't lose money.
Only by lowering the prices of necessities can the new currency give people enough confidence.
The court's guarantee was indeed a shot in the arm, but it could not bring any real benefits to the people. Over time, this so-called shot in the arm became insignificant.
Only when prices fall without affecting people's quality of life can the new currency replace gold and silver and become a unique currency.
As a result, more and more people exchanged for new currency, and gradually it became a trend.
Of course, this situation seems to be a foregone conclusion, but the aristocratic families are not completely helpless.
Look, Qu Feiyan came with news again.
"Young Master, news has arrived from all sides that the Second and Third Princes appear to have joined forces. Under their instructions, the aristocratic families colluding with them are sending large amounts of copper coins to major banks, intending to exchange old currency for new currency in order to disrupt the new currency's release."
"Ah…"
Gu Jingzhi smiled coldly: "They are finally starting to use stupid tricks."
"Stupid move?"
Qu Feiyan was puzzled. She frowned and said, "Sir, this old currency is of no use to the court. If it weren't for protecting the interests of the people, we wouldn't have to come up with a policy of exchanging old currency for new. Now I hear that several noble families who own mines are preparing to start minting coins again. If they continue to mint old coins to exchange for new coins, it won't be long before a large amount of coins will be in the hands of the noble families again. Moreover..."
"And what they're doing is completely getting something for nothing. Not only can they exchange a pile of scrap metal for a huge fortune, but they can also keep the gold and silver, right?"
Gu Jingzhi took over Qu Feiyan's words, and Qu Feiyan nodded silently.
Gu Jingzhi laughed immediately.
"Fei Yan! Do you know there is a power called the right of final interpretation?"
Qu Feiyan: “???”
She was a little confused.
Gu Jingzhi smiled and said, "The so-called final right of interpretation means that as long as it does not violate the imperial decree, the rest is up to me."
"For example, the exchange of old currency for new currency you mentioned... Admittedly, it can't be canceled right now, but..."
Gu Jingzhi's eyes suddenly became cunning. She smiled and said, "What if I announce to the public that there are too many people coming in to exchange old coins for new ones, and that we limit each person to no more than 100 coins per day?"
"..."
Qu Feiyan's mouth twitched.
She suddenly understood what the final right of interpretation meant.
If this restriction were really implemented, the aristocratic families' plan would be in vain.
Ordinary people don’t have much money at home, and one hundred coins a day is enough for them to live.
Moreover, now that the currency has been reformed, the money people exchange for old coins will not appear in large quantities.
In this way, the tricks of the aristocratic families to get something for nothing can be completely curbed.
"I'll go find the young lady and tell her what the young master is thinking..."
Subconsciously, Qu Feiyan prepared to get up and leave.
"Not urgent!"
Gu Jingzhi, however, stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Let the bullet fly for a while."