I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

Su Tianhao's prediction came true even faster than he had imagined.

In just three days.

The phrase "Jiang Family Special Supply Grain Coupons" became the most sought-after term in the upper-class circles of the entire Nanjiang Province and even several surrounding provinces.

In an almost savage manner, it rapidly replaced all traditional social hard currency, becoming a completely new and ultimate standard for measuring identity and status.

In the past, what were the customs and etiquette of these wealthy business owners in Nanjiang Province who exchanged gifts during holidays?

It's about face, it's about scarcity.

A bottle of 1982 limited edition Moutai costing tens of thousands of yuan, a Patek Philippe Starry Night watch costing hundreds of thousands of yuan, or even antiques and paintings worth millions of yuan.

These are all tools for displaying status and wealth.

But now, the winds have completely changed.

If you were to bring two bottles of Moutai to visit a bigwig in a provincial department, hoping to ask him for a favor...

Sorry, their secretary probably won't even let you in the door.

They think you're vulgar, lack class, and are out of touch with the times.

Those who are truly in the know are now using a more sophisticated, subtle, and effective form of "refined bribery."

A newly rich man who had just made his fortune in the coal business in Shanxi Province and wanted to squeeze into the market in Nanjiang Province had a deep understanding of this.

He went to great lengths to curry favor with a powerful official in the Development and Reform Commission of Nanjiang Province and secure a major project related to new energy infrastructure.

Offering him money? They wouldn't accept it at all, and almost kicked him out of the office.

Sending a beautiful woman? She wouldn't even glance at him.

Just when he was at his wit's end and was about to turn back home...

A "wise man" showed him the right path.

"Now, if you want to get things done in Nanjiang, sending anything is useless."

"You have to get your hands on that stuff."

"Grain coupons from Jiangjia Village."

That coal mine owner was a ruthless man.

He immediately put aside all his businesses, mobilized all his connections and networks, and invested heavily.

Finally, after going through seven or eight layers of connections and spending two million in cash, they managed to pry out two "Jiang family special supply grain coupons" from a mysterious black market channel.

Two thin pieces of paper, weighing less than two ounces in total, cost two million!

Even his men thought he was crazy.

the next day.

Without an appointment, the coal mine owner barged into the manager's office again.

The person in charge, who was usually arrogant and indifferent to everyone, frowned immediately when he saw him, and was about to start cursing.

The coal mine owner didn't say a word.

He simply and respectfully took out the two hard-earned food coupons from the inside pocket of his suit, carefully wrapped in a silk handkerchief.

It was gently placed on the person in charge's desk.

The office fell silent instantly.

The impatience on the person in charge's face vanished the moment he saw the two gold-embossed grain coupons.

Instead, a complex expression of shock, ecstasy, and disbelief appeared.

He reached out with trembling hands, picked up one of the sheets, brought it close to his eyes, and examined it carefully for a long time, even holding it under his nose to smell the unique scent of ink.

After confirming that it was genuine, he suddenly looked up at the coal mine owner in front of him, his eyes changing.

That's the look you give someone who's on your side.

He slammed his fist on the table and said excitedly.

"Brother! I've decided to be your friend!"

"It's just that new energy infrastructure project, a piece of cake!"

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow I'll hold an internal meeting and give you that 300 million yuan bid directly!"

This matter quickly spread within the circle.

Everyone was stunned by the terrifying purchasing power represented by the Jiang family's grain coupons.

Things are rare.

This time, Jiang Chen had Ding Xiu print a total of two thousand grain coupons.

Aside from the tickets given as favors to Su Tianhao and Director Wang, the total number of tickets that actually reached the market through various clandestine channels was less than a thousand!

One thousand tickets are needed to satisfy the desires of tens of thousands of wealthy and powerful people throughout Nanjiang Province and even several surrounding provinces.

How could that be?

As a result, on the black market, a grain coupon that could only be exchanged for ten kilograms of rice from Jiangjia Village saw its price skyrocket.

It started with 10,000, then 20,000.

In just three days, it was directly driven up to an astonishing price of 50,000 yuan per piece!

Moreover, it's priceless and unavailable!

Countless people waved banknotes, yet couldn't even touch a single ticket!

For a time, owning a "Jiang family special grain coupon" became a symbol of status that was even more impressive than driving a Rolls-Royce or wearing a Patek Philippe.

If someone is at a high-end dinner party and can subtly have a waiter bring out a small bowl of pure white rice that was exchanged from Jiangjia Village, that's something to be proud of.

His status in this circle would instantly rise three levels.

Everyone would assume that he was a ruthless person with unimaginable influence and connections.

At this time, Jiangjia Village had become a "holy land" in the entire Nanjiang Province.

Every day, the area outside the specially set up "grain coupon exchange point" at the village entrance is filled with all kinds of top-of-the-line luxury cars.

Rolls-Royce, Maybach, Bentley... here, they all become the most ordinary street cars.

Those big shots who usually command respect and have a large following are now just like ordinary people.

Each person held their precious food coupon in their hand, obediently queuing in a long line, not daring to utter a sound.

They were afraid that if they accidentally angered the people of Jiangjia Village, they would be disqualified from exchanging their items.

That would be even more painful than killing them.

However, where there are huge profits, there will always be brave men.

A single sheet of paper, selling for 50,000 yuan!

This kind of profit, comparable to printing money, or even more terrifying, finally attracted the greedy eyes of some desperate criminals hiding in the shadows.

Just as the myth of grain coupons in Jiangjia Village was escalating...

In the suburbs of the capital of Nanjiang Province, there is an abandoned underground printing factory.

An old printing press, covered in oil and dust, was running frantically with a creaking sound.

In the dim light, a bald, burly man with a face full of scars was smoking a cigarette, staring intently at the pieces of paper being ejected from the machine.

Those scraps of paper, whether in terms of paper quality, color, or gold foil patterns, are remarkably 90% similar to the genuine grain coupons that came out of Jiangjia Village!

"It's done! Hahaha! Damn it, I finally copied it!"

The bald, burly man excitedly picked up a stack of newly printed counterfeit tickets and waved them wildly in the air.

Beside him, a skinny thug, as thin as a monkey, stared at the mountain of counterfeit tickets, his eyes gleaming with greed.

He moved closer to the bald, burly man, rubbing his hands excitedly and calling out in a fawning tone.

"Boss! We're going to strike it rich this time!"

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow we'll take this stuff to the black market and exchange it for money!"