Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

In the afternoon, Bai Li sat by the lake, fishing with a fishing rod in hand.

He was originally building a school, but Miao Zhiming came back and had something to report to him, so he decided to listen while fishing.

Miao Zhiming sat to the side, recounting everything that had happened in Chengcheng.

"No wonder you came back so late." Bai Li frowned. "You mean, someone has already started a large-scale acquisition? It's only been a few days."

Those wealthy businessmen were just like sharks that had smelled blood.

"Yes, perhaps it's because they think they've figured out our background," Miao Zhiming nodded and smiled, "a band of rebellious bandits."

That's true, after all, news didn't circulate as easily back then as it does now, and ordinary families might never even leave their village in their entire lives.

If you don't make a special trip, you might not be able to understand the specifics.

Bai Li pondered for a moment, then asked, "Can the wheat yield keep up?"

Miao Zhiming nodded: "Those wealthy merchants are probably afraid of angering the people of Chengcheng. No matter how much we transport there, they will keep a small portion. So, in addition to the extra wheat produced each day, we can slowly clear out the wheat in the warehouse. However, I think we should just take as much as they have."

"Are they planning to harvest all our wheat and then make a killing?" Bai Li chuckled. "They're quite wealthy. I'd like to see how much they can harvest."

Unfortunately, while they were rich, their money was limited.

But my resources are unlimited!

If you like collecting, then collect more.

"Zhiming, take 30% of my share and sell it in Chengcheng. Give him all the money!"

Back then, I specifically filled the entire basement with boxes, and now, I don't know how many large boxes are piled up there!

It would be better to convert it into silver and put it in the warehouse.

Although it only costs ten coins per pound, the quantity is so large that there are plenty of suckers willing to pay.

We have plenty of wheat, but we're really short of silver.

After all, if we're going to build a road, we need to pay the workers.

"Wait a few more days to distribute grain and allow the starving people outside the city to recover their strength before preparing to repair the road," Bai Li continued to instruct.

Although they knew the cement-making process, Song Yingxing still needed to test and figure out the exact ratio of limestone and clay when grinding raw materials before it could be used.

"By the way, Zhiming, have you seen Song Yingxing?" Bai Li asked curiously.

Miao Zhiming asked doubtfully, "Song Yingxing, is that the one Young Master Bai often mentions?"

Has the scholar whose name Bai Xianjun knew and who even sent people to find him arrived in Licheng yet?

"Yes, during the few days you were in Chengcheng, the wandering merchant's men brought him here."

Of course, the process wasn't great, but it's negligible.

Bai Li grinned and said, "This person is currently living in the academy and is researching cement in the workshop, which is the material needed for paving roads."

"So we have to wait before we start building the road. In the meantime, we can have the people of Chengcheng dig up more limestone, clay, and sand for later use," he continued.

In that case, I'd like to see what kind of person could earn the appreciation of the White Immortal Lord.

While Miao Zhiming was curious, a hint of competitiveness flashed in his eyes.

"By the way, Miao Zhiming, speaking of which, do you know the background of Jiexiu Fanshi?" Bai Li's eyes flashed as he said, "I feel like it sounds familiar."

"Well, all I know is that they mainly do trade around Zhangjiakou," Miao Zhiming said softly.

"Zhangjiakou," Bai Li said thoughtfully, "isn't this place near the Great Wall?"

Miao Zhiming replied, "Young Master Bai is right. Zhangjiakou is the closest gateway to Mongolia."

Holy crap, the Eight Great Shanxi Merchants!

I didn't expect to run into him so early.

No wonder they dared to ask for the exclusive salt sales rights in Chengcheng and even dared to trade with foreigners. What are they afraid of?

Bai Li then asked, "Among those wealthy businessmen who made large-scale acquisitions, were any from the Fan family?"

"After the conflict with the Fan family of Jiexiu, I inquired and found out that there are branches of the Fan family in Chengcheng, but they are not on the list."

Miao Zhiming hesitated for a moment before saying, "However, some people have come to tell us that someone is secretly charging them a high price... adding 20% ​​to the price of grain. I suspect that this may be the work of the Fan family."

"Great, I'm glad you bought it!" Bai Li said sincerely, "I really couldn't do it if you didn't buy it."

"Speaking of the Fan family," Miao Zhiming said thoughtfully, "when I left, I heard that the Fan family had suffered heavy losses in their business and was preparing to lay off some of their employees."

"Heh, they suffered heavy losses just as we entered the city?" Bai Li scoffed disdainfully. "What a coincidence!"

Is this a scheme to get paid for one job while doing the work of several people?

They really pressed on relentlessly, giving no one a chance to breathe.

It's amazing that they can swallow this human blood bun!

This must be rectified!!!

You'll see if I don't send you all to hell, then I'll give you a soul sand solitary confinement cell to enjoy.

But before that, let's collect some interest!

"Let those bandits who broke into the village go! As for the ordinary people and small merchants, let them take the grain as they please, whether they want to eat it or sell it."

After all, they need to make a profit to sell their produce to other places; Shaanxi is experiencing food shortages, and it's not just Chengcheng that's suffering.

Bai Li grinned and said, "But if any of these people on the list dare to come out, let them snatch them back, and we'll keep selling!"

These were bandits who accidentally escaped; what does this have to do with Licheng?

This grain was also stolen from other bandits!

"Also, if they lack motivation and don't want to buy anymore, then we can slightly limit the purchases, starting with individual purchase limits and gradually increasing the purchase limit per household, to stimulate them slowly!" Bai Li said sincerely.

Miao Zhiming smiled broadly and said, "Young Master Bai, I understand. After all, even our Licheng can experience food shortages!"

"Haha, that's right!" Bai Li laughed loudly.

Slowly, despair sets in. The happier you are at the beginning, thinking you are making more and more money, the happier I am when you can't sell anything in the end!

Do you like hoarding goods?

Let's see if you can stockpile more, or if I can produce more!

"Zhiming, why does everyone seem so busy lately?" Bai Li asked unhurriedly.

"Young Master Bai, people in this mortal realm celebrate the Spring Festival at the end of each year," Miao Zhiming patiently explained. "The people of Licheng are all preparing for the New Year."

Of course I know, it's not like I haven't done it before!

Bai Li glanced at Miao Zhiming speechlessly.

"It's almost Chinese New Year!" he murmured.

Unexpectedly, I've been in this place for almost a year now.

Forget it, I'm not going fishing anymore!

Bai Li put away her fishing rod and turned to look at Miao Zhiming: "If you haven't seen me these past few days, you must be in hell."

"May I ask, what is Young Master Bai going to do in hell?" Miao Zhiming asked cautiously.

Bai Li stood up, patted off some nonexistent dust from his thighs, and grinned.

"Let's fight off evil spirits, get some gunpowder, and make fireworks!"

It's Chinese New Year, how can we celebrate without cannons?