Wu Zheng is actually confident, otherwise his military preparations would be busy, so how could he have time to waste his saliva with Old Man Mo?

His reliance is the strong military power in his hands.

Military power is power, especially in troubled times.

Power determines right or wrong, success or failure, especially within the sphere of influence that you control.

This is also indisputable.

Wu Zheng said: "You just said right. If you want the rice price to drop, the most important thing is to make people feel that the rice price will drop in the future."

Mo Jienian said: "But who would believe that the rice price will fall now? Besides, where does rice come from? Does Shaoxing Mansion? Does anyone believe it?"

Wu Zheng said in a deep voice: "Will anyone believe me from Songjiang Prefecture, Suzhou Prefecture, Ningguo Prefecture, and even from Yingtian Prefecture and Yangzhou Prefecture?"

Mo Zhinian's mind couldn't turn around at once, and he looked at Wu Zheng with a dazed look.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Mo Zhinian finally recovered, and he realized that this was indeed an excuse... no, a gimmick!

Use victory as bait, spoils as bait, and the interests of the occupied area as bait.

This is undoubtedly a...bait that can drive people crazy.

But the problem is that the bait does not work.

Mo Guaninian said helplessly: "Lord, this is a bet."

"When aren't you and I gamble? You bet I will definitely win, I bet you won't stab me from behind, we are each other."

I'm afraid that the only one who speaks so explicitly is Wu Zheng.

Mo Zhinian smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "But even so, the rich people in the city may not trust you as much as I did."

"They have to believe it, or they can only believe it!" Wu Zhengyouyou said.

Mo Zhinian was stunned, "Where did you start this?"

"It is impossible for rich households to hoard grain in a year, right?"

"yes."

"Generally, the grain on the market has been stored for at least three years, which means that the grain on the market this year is the grain stored three years ago, and then sold for the last year next year, and for the next year, right?"

"Yes." Mo Zhinian understood a little.

"That's good. Now it's just spring, they are not in a hurry, but after two or three months, if they haven't sold the grain yet, they will be in a hurry, because once the summer grain comes up, their old rice will be suppressed until the second half of the year. And then, they will think that if I really occupy the cities mentioned above, even if I only occupy two or three, it will cause a large amount of grain to pour into Hangzhou."

Mo Zheng understood, Wu Zheng was right. The first thing he did after occupying two or three cities was to transport the spoils of those cities to the rear. This is common sense. Now the cities that Wu Zheng attacked are all cities with a large amount of food. This psychological oppression is definitely a torment for the rich.

Mo Zhinian glanced at Wu Zheng and said, "But what the lord just said just now is only selling more than ten days of grain. These ten days are not enough to make the rich people in the city feel uneasy? If you sell low-priced grain for two months, you may not be able to afford it, right?"

"Ten days are enough!"

"oh?"

"In ten days, Songjiang Prefecture will be liberated. People's expectations are strange. Once some of them are confirmed, they will have infinite thoughts. Moreover, Suzhou Prefecture will be liberated soon. By that time, no one will suspect that the rest of the states will be liberated."

Mo Zhinian asked, "Is the lord so sure about Songjiang and Suzhou's two prefectures?"

Wu Zheng smiled, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."

Mo Zhinian thought for a while and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then let's try it out and do as the lord's wishes."

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "That's right. Those who are brave and those who are starved to death will starve to death. Now we can only see what we have to think about in one month and a year later, but it's better to think less."

After Wu Zheng said this, Mo Zhinian remembered his purpose, so he raised the account book in his hand and said, "No, lord, you haven't changed what I just said..."

Wu Zheng reached out and said helplessly: "Old Mo, Lao Mo, where have you lived for most of your life? I have said so much, but you didn't understand? Take care of yourself first!!!"

Mo Zhinian put down the account book helplessly, shook his head and sighed, then stamped his feet without saying a word, and was about to turn around.

Wu Zheng said awkwardly: "Actually, if I promise, if I think about it carefully, I can take advantage of loopholes."

Don’t be obsessed with hearing it and being happy, “Please give me advice!”

This surprised expression made Wu Zheng very depressed. It seemed that the old man was indeed oppressed too fiercely.

"I did promise to support the family of the dead, but can't you do the opposite?" Wu Zheng had to break his promise by himself. This felt really... boring.

"For example, if a person of only sixteen to twenty years old, who has no wives, children or has just married a wife and has no children, there is no need to support him."

Don’t be obsessed with opening your mouth wide.

"If it doesn't work, you can only recruit sixteen to eighteen, or out of ten people, seven or eight sixteen to eighteen, and the rest can gather more than eighteen, so you can't get the word out, right?"

Mo Nian's mouth cannot be closed for a long time.

"Also, let's choose again and not recruit only children in the family. In this way, the government and his brothers share the support of their parents. Can't this save half of it? Finally, try to recruit those dead soldiers whose parents are no longer there or who are only one alive..."

Wu Zheng suddenly discovered Mo Zhinian's expression, hurriedly stopped and said angrily: "I am all forced by you!"

Mo Zhinian suddenly realized and said, "I understand, let's arrange everything."

He grabbed the account book under his armpit and turned around and retreated quickly.

Wu Zheng suddenly said, "Wait."

Mo obsessed with turning around and asked carefully: "What are the lords's instructions?"

Wu Zheng slowly stood up and walked in front of his obsession with a calm face.

Shittered the collar of Mo Zhengnian's long gown and said leisurely: "You won't use the method I taught you to deal with me, right?"

Mo Zhinian was shocked. He understood what Wu Zheng meant. Wu Zheng was not talking about how to bypass his promise to save money, but about the price of rice.

Mo Zhinian really doesn't understand. How could this young young man in front of him be so genius? Compared with him, he has lived in a dog for decades.

Especially when it comes to grasping human nature, Mo Zhongnian is really afraid at this time.

Wu Zheng didn't even look at Mo Essentially and continued, "Actually, I'm not worried that you will do this. Since I can come up with a solution, I will naturally have solutions. What I worry about is that if you do this, I will lose a strong arm and help, and the Mo family will be affected by you."

Mo Zhengan stared at Wu Zheng in a daze. He could not imagine that a person could threaten the fruitlessness and say so naturally.

Even I don’t even give me a chance to defend myself.
Chapter completed!