Chapter 939: Is There a Conspiracy Among the Grain Merchant Giants? (Adjusting Work and Rest, Just One Chapter)

Fuso Prefecture, due to the sudden food shortage, has made the entire Fuso Prefecture a battleground for the world's grain merchants.

All the grain merchants were at war with each other and wanted to kill you to the death.

At this time, don’t rush to see the upcoming brutal fighting in Fuso Prefecture. Let us turn back the time more than ten days, back to mid-March, and take a look at Niushan Town at that time.

At that time, there was no conflict between Green Island Port and Fusang Prefecture, and Fusang Prefecture was not flooded. Everything seemed peaceful and peaceful, and the air was filled with a relaxed atmosphere.

It was an afternoon. After a busy morning at the breakfast village, Mr. Jia came out of Zhuangji Winery, which is the closest to Niushan Town. With his hands behind his back, he strolled towards his home.

The temperature in March is still a bit low, but the climate in the breakfast village is pleasant, so Mr. Jia wears a little less clothes.

If it were in the past, Old Man Jia would have been shivering from the cold, wrapped himself in a thick coat, shrunk and hurried home.

But Old Man Jia's health is much better than before. I don't know whether it is because he eats too much from the manor or because he is in a good mood.

Almost everyone who knew him was shocked when they saw him. Not only did his white hair begin to turn black, but the wrinkles on his face were also reduced a lot. He walked with a lively attitude and spoke with a strong voice. He didn't look like him at all. An old man who has retired.

Even the heart disease that often troubled him before has not affected him for many days.

However, if nothing happens, he will cover his chest and shout: "Oh, you are so angry with me, I have a heart attack..." This is a reserved program, and he still has to perform it from time to time. With his many years of heart disease history, of course It's so staged that it's hard to tell what's real and what's fake, enough to confuse the real thing.

The distance from Zhuangji Winery to his home is about three or four kilometers, and it takes nearly an hour to walk.

Walking this road every day, Mr. Jia feels an inexplicable emotion and loss.

This is Niushan Town, but this is no longer his Niushan Town.

The Niushan Town in his memory was gradually being eroded and became smaller and smaller.

Instead, countless high-rise buildings are slowly rising on the boundaries of the former Niushan Town.

He saw young people who suddenly became nouveau riche due to demolition, driving luxury cars through the city, and saw rent collectors and rent collectors who were no longer working in their forties and were hanging out on the streets playing cards.

I also saw young people who came from nowhere and were full of dreams, running around in a hurry.

This place is gradually becoming like the rest of the city.

Is this a good thing?

Everyone's life is getting better and better, and we are enjoying the dividends of urban development, which is of course good.

But Mr. Jia will always recall the peaceful and even backward town back then, and miss it before the Huanshan Tunnel was opened.

In recent times, his emotion and loss have gradually become weaker, and he no longer thinks about the past, but looks forward.

Now, his spiritual support is no longer Niushan Town, but the small village he developed single-handedly - Breakfast Village.

Almost all his efforts were spent on the breakfast village.

The simple farmers in the breakfast village, the rabbit dragon guards who always bounced when walking, and the merchants who came and went became his new concerns.

Especially recently, after the manor was upgraded, he was thinking about how to develop and expand the breakfast village so that the breakfast village could become another engine for the development of the manor.

It would be an understatement to say that I spent all day thinking.

The daily walking time is not only for exercising, but also for sorting out thoughts.

Along the way back, people often greeted him on the road.

When he passed by Niushan Town Middle School, he stopped and looked inside for a while.

The wooden teaching building is still so beautiful and unique.

After winter, the most special Wuke Maple Gymnasium in the world has grown new leaves again, giving it a new look of vitality.

This building is actually a new one, but for some reason, this building seems to have become his emotional belonging at this time. It feels like if this building is still there, Niushan Town will not collapse.

After looking at it for a long time, he even scolded a middle school student who was planning to jump over the wall to skip class, and then he continued to move forward with his hands behind his back.

Not far from Niushan Town Middle School is the Niushan Town Government. It is much busier than when he was there. He doesn't recognize most of the staff who come and go.

The previous doorman seemed to have retired. The new doorman was young and handsome. He stood at the door for a moment, but the doorman didn’t even recognize him. He even came out and asked him, “fellow, are you here to sign the acquisition agreement? "

"Acquisition agreement?" Old Man Jia was stunned.

He looked down at himself and realized that it was no wonder that the guard called him a fellow. His clothes were plain and simple, and he had been in and out of the fields a lot in the breakfast village and had some dirt on them. He was not a fellow?

"Yes, the acquisition agreement is signed. It's in the lobby on the first floor. Go left after entering the door." The guard said.

Old Man Jia was wondering what the acquisition agreement was when he suddenly saw three or four men and women in rather plain clothes. They also walked over cautiously, said a few words, and went straight to the first floor.

When he arrived at the large conference room on the left, Mr. Jia saw a huge banner: "Niushan Town Winter Wheat Purchase Agreement Signing Site."

"Winter wheat purchase?" Old Man Jia was stunned.

Seeing the acquisition, Mr. Jia felt a little nervous. He still remembered that last year, most of the farmers in the town were deceived by fake seed companies. The winter wheat they planted did not germinate at all. If Zhuang Buyuan hadn't extended a helping hand, he would have given I'm afraid many people will lose all their money if they lose the seeds of "quick-growing beets" that can be planted in winter.

Of course, there are still about one in 10 farmers who have not been fooled into planting fake seeds.

But, are you going to buy winter wheat now?

"Isn't it still more than a month before the winter wheat harvest begins?" Old Man Jia wondered.

"Yes, this is a great thing done by the mayor!" A young man next to him turned his head and said to old Jia Tou: "You don't know, before our mayor came, many people were sold as fake The people who sold winter wheat seeds were deceived... I don’t know what the previous mayor did for food. No, our mayor was worried about dampening everyone’s enthusiasm for growing grain, so he specially invited people from the grain company to sign a purchase agreement. , the grain company promised to purchase grain at a price that is 30% higher than last year’s market price..."

Old Man Jia couldn't help but roll his eyes a few times. This kind of bad thing happened to him again, but he couldn't defend himself.

What he was more worried about at this time was, is this true?

"A price that is 30% higher than the market price?" Lao Jia wondered: "You are not a liar again, are you? How can there be such a good thing in this world?

Winter wheat is a staple food, and it is the key food in the state to stabilize prices. The price has been stable over the years, allowing farmers to make a profit without making the price too high. Thirty percent higher than the market price? Such a good thing?

"No way, he is the world's top grain merchant! Have you heard of Jiabang? The world's number one grain merchant, with a turnover of more than 100 billion U.S. dollars a year, is higher than the fiscal revenue of our Xucheng! They also use How many farmers did you deceive?"

This young man was obviously not just a farmer. He gave old man Jia some science knowledge and what he said was clear and logical.

But Old Man Jia subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and he frowned tightly.

As the title says, that’s it for today.

My schedule has been irregular these past two days, and I've been stuck lately. I need a good night's rest.