But at that time, Li Chen had money on hand, and the issuance of treasury bonds and the savings on the bank were improving day by day. Who would have known that the changes would be so fast? Now that he was short of money on hand, the 300,000-odd Jin army's mouth became a huge burden.

Li Chen asked: "In terms of the current reserves of the entire army, how long can it last?"

"Seven days."

Wu Qingcang was obviously prepared, and he immediately replied: "If you save some, you can barely last until nine days or even ten days, but it will not exceed twelve days at most."

Seeing Li Chen frowned, Wu Qingcang instigated: "If the food supply from the Jin army can be reduced, at least twice the amount of time."

"You can think of it."

Li Chen glared at Wu Qingcang and said angrily: "I asked everyone to come to the house to help, but I won't say that if I do someone to do something, I won't even give it to others for food, is it reasonable?"

"I just don't mention these things. There are 300,000 mouths, at least 400,000 horses. The daily consumption is astronomical. Where do you ask them to solve this problem? If it cannot be solved, they will be in chaos. This is the territory of the Qin Dynasty. The 300,000 Jin troops are hungry and can do anything. This is not advisable."

Wu Qingcang was not discouraged. He knew better than anyone else that it was impossible to cut off the 300,000 rations of the Jin army. It was equivalent to killing chickens and digging their own graves. The reason for this was to lay the groundwork for his follow-up words.

He stood up slightly, took out a letter and said, "Your Highness, look at this."

Li Chen took the official letter and took a look, just scanned it roughly, and then sneered: "King Ning himself is so fat that he is so embarrassed to ask for 150,000 soldiers and grass, and he said he was sympathetic to the court's difficulties in transporting and purchasing. He asked the court to convert all the food and grass into cash for him, and to make his mother's dream of a long time!"

Ning Wang’s mother?

Isn’t that your highness’s grandmother?

Wu Qingcang had a strange expression, but he kept silent.

"This official letter will not come early or late, but it will come at this time. It seems that there is some noise, and it can't be suppressed."

Li Chen threw the official letter aside and turned his head to Wu Qingcang and said, "There is indeed a problem with the imperial court. The treasury was empty. After several years of natural disasters, it almost emptied the court, and even the salaries of officials could not be paid. The reason why I could use the money to fight this battle was because I built a money house, absorbed the deposits of the people of the world, and issued national debts."

Although Wu Qingcang is far away from the border, he knows these two things.

He said: "Your Highness takes a different approach, and his wonderful strategy is really amazing."

"Screaming?"

Li Chen laughed at himself: "Now, I'm afraid many people are slamming the table and laughing."

"The money house is now running, and the continued issuance of national debts has also encountered problems. In short, the money house is the money, not from the court or from the palace. They are all from the people of the world and depositors, but the palace has pulled out all the money. Now the people and depositors are encouraged by those who are interested, and they are rushing to take out the money."

"But the money house is gone. I have drawn tens of millions of taels of silver to spend on this battle. Where can I pay them back?"

Although Wu Qingcang focused on the military field, even the most ordinary person who had no economic knowledge had common sense and immediately understood what a huge crisis it would be if such a thing happened.

But no one in the world has the experience of dealing with such a crisis.
Chapter completed!