Chapter 1988

"Many people's grain reserves were exhausted yesterday. Gentlemen, the rest has nothing to do with us. We have done meritorious service!"

Su Wei and the gentry had been waiting for news. Everyone was tired and angry.

"Let's all go back. When the man leaves, we'll be good."

"Good, good! Oh! It's finally done. Go home and have a good sleep, and then wait to see the excitement."

A group of people went out of the restaurant with a smile and said goodbye to each other.

"A motorcade has entered the city!"

Su Wei, who was complacent about leaving the crowd, was surprised and asked, "what team?"

"The food cart was personally escorted by his Highness the king of Han."

A group of sculptures immediately appeared in front of the restaurant

A sad sculpture!

……

"Sir, sir!"

Mr. 17 won the trust of the family and relied on stability, so he never allowed people around him to be frivolous. When he heard the speech, he shouted, "what's the hurry?"

Then he picked up the cup and drank a sip of tea slowly.

Calligraphy rushed in and said in fear, "Sir, your Highness the king of Han has entered the city!"

"Good!"

Mr. 17 couldn't control his mood and couldn't help shouting good.

"King Han is here to replace Fang Xing. Ha ha! Fang Xing has pierced the sky. Now... What do you look like? My mother is dead?"

Hanmo said with a pale face: "Sir, the king of Han brought the team, all... All grain..."

Bang!

The teacup fell to the ground and didn't break. Then it rolled on the ground until it reached the foot of the calligraphy.

"He had a plan! But how could those people not find it? How could it! How could it!"

Mr. 17's blood surged up. He got up and kicked over the calligraphy. Then he staggered out of the room, looked outside and said sadly, "that madman, he must have sent someone to clean up the fast horse along the way, that madman..."

Han Mo got up, covered his shoulder and said, "Sir, the king of Han took cavalry."

"Poof!"

Mr. 17's body was shaky, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

"Sir!"

The blood looked particularly enchanting in the sun. Mr. 17 turned slowly and said, "I thought he would copy the house directly. That would be good for us..."

The corners of his mouth and beard were covered with blood, but he was laughing.

"Copy the family and destroy the family! What a good thing. I'm waiting for this, but he... But he has already prepared food in le'anzhou and the king of Han. This is his Majesty's handwriting, your majesty!"

"I don't believe it. Go and have a look! Go and have a look!"

……

The motorcade rattled slowly into Jinan City.

Zhu gaoxu felt that there were many rebellions in Jinan, so his eyes were fierce. When he swept the place, the people on both sides all bowed their heads.

The wheels rolled over the dirt road, leaving slight ruts.

Squeak!

Squeak!

The silent crowd looked back.

But the convoy was too long to see the end.

"It's all grain!"

The silence was broken by a woman's cry of joy.

"Uncle didn't cheat us, ha ha!"

With a burst of laughter, Fang Xing stood at the end of the long street.

Su Wei and a group of gentry and businessmen stood on the side, looking pale at Fang Xing, who stood with his hands down, and holding on with a fluke in his heart.

Those people were also lucky until someone couldn't help asking, "uncle, will the price rise?"

Instantly, countless eyes focused on Fang Xing.

Hot and happy.

Chang Yu quietly came to Fang Xing's back and whispered, "xinghebo, the price can't be too high, otherwise..."

"It's all new food."

Fang Xing pointed to the distant team and said, "the price..."

Su Wei felt his heart beating violently, as if it would jump out of his chest the next moment.

He covered his chest and waited with shortness of breath.

Fang woke up, turned his eyes, smiled at him and said, "20% lower than last month's grain price..."

Su Wei's body shook, and he slowly looked at his companions.

hate!

Hate!

despair!

"Su Wei..."

A businessman who used to be respectful to Su Wei stumbled over and slapped him in the face.

Pop!

Su Wei stared at the merchant, his lips wriggling, but he couldn't speak.

The merchant scolded with tears in his eyes: "Su Wei, you beast, you killed me!"

When the merchant finished scolding, he suddenly realized it. He turned and knelt on the ground and said, "uncle, Su Wei was secretly encouraging this, little..."

"Yes, uncle, it's Su Wei. He's the mastermind!"

"Uncle, spare your life..."

A group of people knelt on the left side. Fang woke up without looking at it. He looked at the approaching team and said with a smile: "Mr. 17, do you want to buy food?"

Mr. 17 had recovered his composure. He saw Zhu gaoxu leading in front and said faintly, "this has nothing to do with me."

Fang Xing was ready to welcome him. He looked sideways at Mr. 17 and said, "yes, you wouldn't be so stupid, otherwise you wouldn't have been in that house until now."

Praise is everyone's favorite, so Mr. 17 can't help straightening his waist, and most of the pain in his chest dissipated.

"But you are pushing the boat along with the water and give advice from time to time."

Fang Xing's eyes grew contemptuous. Then he went to Mr. 17 and said, "but you're not Zhuge Liang, let alone Xie an. Do you want to say that the children have broken the enemy? You're not qualified. You're stupid, but you said it several times!"

Mr. 17 clenched his teeth and gradually spilled a touch of red from the corners of his mouth, but he refused to weaken his momentum.

Fang woke up and stared at him. Then he smiled and turned around and said, "prepare to sell. Remember, limit the purchase. Who dares to hoard maliciously? The first three people were killed and their heads hung on the side to warn the world!"

The words were murderous, but Fang woke up and said them with a smile. Chang Yu couldn't help but bow his hand.

Fang woke up and walked to Zhu gaoxu. The corners of Mr. 17's mouth twitched slightly and whispered, "it won't hurt the overall situation. Tell them that it won't hurt the overall situation."

"Fang Xing, he killed more than ten people all the way. The king's sword is not hot!"

Zhu gaoxu was very unhappy. "I don't like happy Anzhou. When can I go to that big island? Go back and ask for me."

Fang Xing arched his hand and said, "thank you for your help. Many people must vomit blood today."

Zhu gaoxu was really distracted by his words. He looked at the group of gentry and businessmen kneeling on the ground and said unhappily, "kill it."

Fang Xing said, "it's easy to kill, but it's not easy to kill at this time. It's the most appropriate punishment to let them suffer in pain. As for the future... After this, there will be more overseas immigrants."

"Then don't kill. Leave it to the king. It's best for the three families to move together."

Fang Xing answered with a smile, and then asked Wang He to take Zhu gaoxu to rest. He himself took his servants to another place.

"There's food to sell, old five. Hurry and take the bag."

In the alley, a man knocked on the door outside a house and shouted.

"Brother, really?"

When the door opened, a sleepy man came out and said happily, "the family was out of food the day before yesterday. Not all the family are sleeping, otherwise they will be hungry."

"I also want to find a job tomorrow. I don't want money, just food. Brother, where's the food?"

The man who knocked on the door slapped him on the shoulder and said happily, "Xinghe Bo was ready. His Highness the king of Han had just entered the city with a grain truck. He said it was all new grain, which was 20% lower than the grain price a month ago!"

"Ah! Really?"

"Go, go!"

Fang Xing stood on the side and silently watched the two men go with their pockets happily.

"Dad went to buy food!"

There came a child's cheer, and then the smoke rose.

This is the last grain reserve. It won't come out until it's starving to death.

"There is food to sell..."

The alley gradually became more popular, and cheers came from all families.

Fang woke up and listened to the cheers with a smile.

"I didn't let the people starve to death, did I?"

Fang Xing felt that he could never be decisive in the face of the people, otherwise he would drag out his hidden opponents for another day or two.

Xin Laoqi followed him with his servants and listened to him talking to himself.

"... I sent someone to check. Within two days, I won't allow people to run out of food for two days. Shouldn't I..."