Daming: Hoarding tens of billions of supplies before traveling through time

Zhu Yuanzhang focused all his attention on the wheat.

In his view, that is the hope of the future of the Ming Dynasty and the foundation for ensuring the lives of the people.

If such a fine seed were to be sold as food, it would be a terrible thing.

In the face of Zhu Yuanzhang's inquiry, the messenger thought carefully and said: "His Royal Highness King Yan took the southern grain merchants to the outside of Beijing.

Yan Wangwei also rushed to the outside of Beiping City with wheat. "

Outside the city of Beiping?

It's a big range.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who is nervous, immediately thought.

Zhu Bai was going to transport the wheat directly to the ferry and then load it on a ship to take it away.

That's a lot faster than he is.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but think in his heart, "Could it be that the old twelve really can't take out the money, so he gave the wheat to those grain merchants?"

However, neither of them noticed.

The herald was talking about the wheat, not the wheat seeds in the barracks.

Zhu Yuanzhang asked where it was, and the herald said that it was outside the city of Beiping, and did not say the ferry.

The two seem to be talking about one thing, but in fact, they are very different, they are both dominated by their own thoughts, and they take it for granted.

After all, the more nervous a person is about something, the more afraid he is of losing something.

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly stood up and said, "Lead the way for us."

Before the words fell, Zhu Yuanzhang had already walked out of the Chinese army's tent in three or two steps.

I didn't have time to wait for the carriage, so I turned over and got on the horse.

The herald led the way in front, and Zhu Yuanzhang and a group of accompanying soldiers followed in the rear.

Looking at the people's grain transportation team on the road, Zhu Yuanzhang was even more panicked.

Wherever the grain bags are in sight, they feel like their own wheat seeds.

Along the way, try to restrain the impulses in your heart.

Finally rode out of Beiping City.

However, it was not in the direction of the ferry.

Meanwhile.

Zhu Bai took a group of grain merchants to the place where the factory was originally built.

Everyone is doing their job, and they are busy.

Someone is sawing wood, someone is working with cement, someone is splicing planks, someone is driving piles ......

However, there are already five or six factories where the surface cement has not yet dried.

All the houses are made of mortise and tenon structure, and the roofs, walls, and whole are made of wood, but the surface is coated with a layer of cement to prevent moisture.

After the cement dries, it can even break the cement layer on the surface with one punch.

Zhu Bai glanced at the original factory building, and the cement on the surface was almost dry.

The cement on the surface of the ground has no footprints.

Immediately, Zhu Bai waved his hand and said, "Bring the things on the carriage." "

They are the pulverizer and the diesel generator.

Several Yan Wangwei worked together to lift the crusher off the carriage and place it neatly in the prescribed position.

Finally, connect all the components.

"Boom Boom~~~"

diesel generators began to generate electricity to provide energy.

Zhu Bai turned around and asked the wheat with the skin to be carried over.

Throughout the process, Zhu Bai ordered Yan Wangwei in an orderly manner.

And the grain merchant shopkeepers have long been stupid.

"What is this, and what does it do?"

When everything was ready, the wheat was poured into the funnel.

"Buzz~~~~"

After the machine let out a hum, white flour as white as snow poured out from the mouth of the passage on the left.

On the right side of the channel is a yellow-brown powder ground from wheat husks.

The two sides are distinct.

"Hiss~~"

All the grain merchant shopkeepers couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Ingenious, ingenious.

"It's so simple that you get a fine finish, and you don't even need people and grinding discs.

"If all the wheat is turned into fine flour, wouldn't it be ......."

Thinking of this, one of the shopkeepers hurriedly walked in front of Zhu Bai.

"His Royal Highness King Qiqi, the grass people don't know whether to say or not to say something.

Zhu Bai glanced at him casually and said, "Speak, this king forgives you for your innocence."

Then, the grain merchant shopkeeper subconsciously glanced at the shopkeepers around him.

After all, peers are enemies.

But when he saw the collar around the neck of these shopkeepers.

There are not so many scruples.

Directly bowed to Zhu Bai and said, "His Royal Highness King Qiyan, the grass people think that rare things are precious.

"Even if His Royal Highness King Yan can produce 100,000 stone essence noodles per day, it is best to only produce 10,000 stones. The

rest of the grain merchant shopkeepers nodded in agreement.

Although the mountains of fine noodles are like mountains of gold.

But if there are more mountains, the mountains of gold will become mountains of silver, and in the end they will become less and less valuable.

Zhu Bai nodded, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "Sure enough, I have a 5,000-year-old civilization in China.

"If it weren't for the national policy, would the West be embarrassed to say that it was a capitalist?"

"It's all left over from our ancestors."

Seeing that Zhu Bai didn't speak, the grain merchant shopkeeper continued to speak: "Fine noodles are not only precious.

"And it was shipped from Beiping to Jiangnan.

"In this way, the essence will be even more precious. "

His Royal Highness King Wangyan considers.

Zhu Bai smiled faintly and said, "This king knows what you mean.

"But....... Okay, just do as you say. "

Although Zhu Bai wants to benefit the country and the people, there are restrictions at this stage.

First, Beiping was not rebuilt, and the flour mill did not form a scale.

It is impossible to achieve small profits and quick turnover.

Second, if it is sold too cheaply, how will the people know that it is precious?

Of course, the main reason is.

In the early stage, the price was raised to a sky-high price, and in the later stage, when his strength expanded and his reputation was outside.

Directly tell the world, I, Yan Wang Zhu Bai, make the white noodles as precious as gold into thousands of households, and serve them to the dining table of ordinary people.

In this way, fame and fortune are gained.

And after these grain merchant shopkeepers got Zhu Bai's permission, they all smiled.

After all, they are the best at this kind of thing.

At the moment of joy when everyone is working together to achieve each other's goals.

Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves.

"Oh the law ~~~"

The war horse was suddenly pulled by the reins and chirped.

Before Zhu Bai could go out to check, a hearty voice shouted from outside the door: "Old Twelve, you must give us an explanation today." "

Dare to go back against us. "

Before the people arrived, the sound had already carried through the factory.

Everyone looked in the direction of the door, puzzled.

They all looked curiously at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was dressed as an old farmer.

Zhu Yuanzhang was slightly stunned after entering.

After all, wherever he goes, he is surrounded by the presence of the front and back, and in the whole world, whoever sees him has to bow and salute.

Now, he was watched curiously by a group of people.

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang was about to get angry.

Zhu Bai looked at his cheap father without saying a word.

I don't know if he wants to expose his identity, or if he wants to continue to maintain a private interview with Weifu.

The two sides looked at each other for a long time.

In the end, it was Zhu Bai who took the lead and said, "Wait and retreat first." In

a word, everyone didn't dare to ask more.

They all bowed to Zhu Bai and bowed and said, "The grass people retreat."

Subsequently, these grain merchants left the factory one after another, and kept a distance of three feet and did not dare to approach.

After everyone left, only Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Bai were left in the factory.

Zhu Yuanzhang asked directly: "Old Twelve, why did you go back on your word

?" "Do you know what a sin it is to deceive us?"