Simulation: Great Power Technology

Yindu, Punjab.

After entering the second half of July, the wheat in the field has begun to be fully harvested, and the purchase price of wheat has risen by 40% again compared to when Rex sold it a month ago.

This is a terrifying figure, because it means that the price of wheat in the entire Yindu has risen by nearly 100% in just 4 months.

The peasants around him cheered, but Ricksh saw something deeper.

This is very wrong.

Because the price of flour has barely risen.

The price of wheat has risen, but the price of flour has remained the same, so what is the flour made of? Could it be low-priced wheat from last year's stockpiles?

But if there is still low-priced wheat in the inventory, why do these merchants buy this year's wheat at a high price?

This is not logical.

Watching the day laborers who came and went to carry wheat for the merchants, Rakesh's brows became more and more frowning.

Something must be done.

According to his plan, it would take another two weeks for his own wheat to start harvesting, which means at least two weeks before he can get enough money to buy flour.

But with current trends, he doesn't think flour prices can stay at current levels for more than two weeks.

So, he has only two options.

Either harvest wheat early, or borrow money to buy flour and food.

However, no matter what kind of plan it is, it is not an easy task for him. There are indeed big families in the village who will give out loans, but the interest on those loans is terrifyingly high, and each loan is calculated on a daily basis. No one is willing to borrow it until it is on the verge of life and death.

But the funny thing is that there are so many poor people on the edge of life and death in this country that their business is ridiculously good.

After a long silence, Ricksh made a decision.

Harvest wheat!

Even though the gain now may be more than 10% less than in two weeks, it is still a negligible figure compared to the interest on the loan.

He stood up and went into the house and called his wife and daughter out. Afterwards, the two went to the small field of wheat in their home together with tools.

On the way, his wife tentatively asked him the reason for harvesting wheat now. He couldn’t explain the logic himself, so he could only tell his wife that this was God’s will for him.

However, this reason seems to be more convincing than scientific logic. In the later work, the wife did not ask any more questions.

Human labor is naturally inferior to machinery, but after three consecutive days of work under the scorching sun, they still harvested all the wheat and sold it that day at an unprecedented price.

Afterwards, with the surprisingly thick banknote, Ricksh hired a donkey cart to enter the city without stopping, and bought a cart full of flour and food from the grain store, which was enough for his family to eat. half a year.

It cost him 70% of the money, and from the rest he used a portion to buy new shoes for his daughter, a sari for his wife, and an axe for himself.

He didn't know why he needed an axe, but the moment he saw it, he immediately felt that he had to buy it.

Maybe one day it will come in handy?

But what is the purpose of it, Rakesh can't think of the answer for the time being.

All he knows is that his family won't go hungry for at least the next nine months.

...

However, far-sighted farmers like Rakesh are rare in a place where the per capita literacy rate is less than 10%. Food prices leave a portion of their savings, and most of their income is used to pay down debt, buy consumer goods, or some necessary but less urgent activities.

In this month, there were more weddings in the small village where Reksh lives than in the whole year of last year.

The whole village is so prosperous that some merchants have even begun to use trucks to pull electrical and electronic products into the village to sell - even if the village is without power for at least nine months of the year.

However, this did not affect the peasants who suddenly had a large sum of money in their hands to satisfy their vanity with consumption. When Reksh was still going out to work in rags, none of his friends were laughing at him. .

"It's time for you to change, Ricksh, your clothes are ripped enough to make a den for my dog."

"You should take care of yourself, get a haircut--maybe at least wash your face?"

"This is the latest phone, why don't you buy it? Is your money hidden under your bed?"

"You wouldn't give the money to your wife, would you? Is that so? Why didn't you ask her for it back? Beat her hard!"

...

Rakesh ignored the words mixed with veiled malice.

He can fully understand the psychology of these people. When everyone is doing the same thing, a different person becomes a different person.

And now, the so-called "miser" of himself has naturally become an outlier.

They do not know that their money has been spent on cheap food, and they will never reveal the secret.

It was a pessimism buried deep in his heart.

From these cheering and laughing crowds, he vaguely smelled some corruption.

And this kind of breath, when he was very young, he actually smelled it once-----from the breath of those corpses that fell to the side of the road after starvation.

When he got home, Ricksh closed the gate and resumed his digging.

He wanted to dig a cellar, a cellar that could only be opened from the inside when it was closed, that would store enough water and food, and that would allow the air to circulate.

This is what he can do, the final preparation.

...

As expected by Rakesh, the inversion of raw material and finished product prices did not last long. On a certain day in early August, the prices of flour and food products in the Yindu market suddenly started skyrocketed.

On August 1st alone, the price of flour jumped by 20%.

Subsequently, the price of 500g of white bread, the most consumed basic food in the entire Yindu market, soared to 49 rupees from 37 rupees the previous day.

It was followed by rice, which went from Rs 54 per kg to Rs 65 per kg.

Subsequently, the price increase effect was further transmitted, and the prices of milk, eggs, meat, potatoes, and even drinking water ushered in a comprehensive rise. According to the official news released by Yindu, within this month, the national consumption index rose to 9.2 %, once again refreshed the highest level in the past 10 years.

A terrible inflation is imminent, but what is even more terrible is that even with such a price increase, the food supply is still in short supply, and the price increase has no tendency to slow down at all.

Until this moment, the bloated and slow bureaucracy in Yindu finally realized the danger with hindsight.

They are not afraid of inflation, because every inflation will make them a lot of money, but they are afraid of famine.

After just a few days of discussions, Yindu officially issued a policy banning the export of flour and wheat, but by this time, it was too late.

---- Or, even if the policy was enacted in the first place, it would not actually make any sense.

Because of those wheat purchased at high prices, a considerable part is still kept in the country.

As for why?

It's just a deal with some international grain merchants.

The purpose of those companies is not in Yindu at all, so they don't plan to invest too much money here. In this case, part of the market will be handed over to the local grain merchants in Yindu, and they will act as the hoarders. Role.

After all, it is to make money. As long as someone takes the lead, these local grain merchants will move even faster than international grain merchants.

And their methods are of course more vicious.

Can't get food? Farmers are reluctant to sell grain?

That's great, let's go ahead and grab it openly.

Official to check?

More than 600 counties in 28 states in the country are all our people. What do you use to check?

Even the official core institutions have nothing to do with them.

Therefore, under such a complex game of forces, the situation in Yindu became worse.

A famine that has swept over one billion people in Yindu is already brewing, and on the eve of this crisis, the entertainment venues in the streets and alleys of Yindu are still brightly lit.