"Sorry, our stuff has increased the price again today!"

In the market in Xiamen, the Royal Trading Company spoke to the people who looked like they were struck by lightning to the people who looked like they were struck by lightning.

"What...the price has increased again!"

The blue-skinned man, known as the third brother, flashed a violent look on his face. He stepped forward and grabbed the clapper's clothes and said sternly: "Boy... Are you enjoying your uncle? It's only a few days ago, why have you raised the price again?"

The guy who was caught by him was a little breathless, his eyes began to roll his eyes, and he couldn't help but struggle, but because of the strong strength of the third brother's hand, he could not break free for a moment. His face began to turn red and his tongue began to stretch out.

Something was about to happen, and at this moment, a muffled sound began.

"Bang!"

The third brother, who was grabbing the clutch of the friend's clothes, felt a fierce look on his forehead near the corner of his eyes. He immediately felt that his eyes were dark, and countless stars began to flash in front of him. Then he felt that his stomach was kicked heavily, kicking him back several steps before falling heavily to the ground.

The third brother, who was kicked to the ground, struggled a few times and was about to get up, but he felt his stomach rolling. After opening his mouth, a turbid object spurted out of his mouth. It was something he ate this morning. For a moment, a sour smell immediately lingered around.

After spitting out the things in his stomach, the third brother, who felt more comfortable, saw a figure slowly coming to him before he could stand still.

He was wearing iron armor painted with red paint, an iron helmet on his head, and a brown besieged musket in his hand. The bayonet on the musket was flashing with a cold light.

This is a sergeant from Jiangning Army. The third brother was hit on his forehead with a buttstock by the sergeant. At this time, his forehead was already swollen.

The soldier slowly walked to the third brother again, looked at him and smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth, and then said, "Boy, it's not bad! You dare to come here to play wild and beat people, are you new here? Brothers, two of you come here and teach him the rules!"

"Head...you can see!"

The sergeant seemed to be a sergeant or a small official. After he finished speaking, more than a dozen soldiers came from behind to surrounded the third brother and several of his companions, and then smashed the butt and fists. A quarter of an hour later, the third brother and several Qingpi struggled to support each other and escaped the crowd.

The news that several young men were beaten quickly reached the ears of Hong Anque, who was in charge of a nearby restaurant.

"What...they're raising the price again?"

"Yes, they have tripled this time!"

The person who came to report this time was Hong Qiang, the butler of the Hong family. The middle-aged man in his forties stood respectfully in front of Hong Anque and whispered: "Not only that, the Jiangning Army who maintained order also beat us to buy things."

"That's just because they're desperate to jump over the wall."

Hong Anque snorted coldly, and he didn't ask any extra words for the people who were beaten. He just spent money to invite green skins. Even if there were hundreds of such people, he would not feel any distress.

"It seems that their inventory is about to be consumed, otherwise they will not raise the price again. Uncle Hong, please tell me immediately and let the people below buy the goods as usual."

"This..." Hong Qiang hesitated for a moment before reminding: "Young Master, if you buy goods at this price, it will be higher than the price we buy goods elsewhere."

Hong Anque's eyes flashed with anger, but this Hong Qiang is no better than the manager yesterday, and he can let him scold him. Hong Qiang is their family's son. He has grown up with his father Hong Futong since he was a child. He is loyal to their Hong family and is highly valued by his father. If he dares to scold Hong Qiang at will, he will definitely be scolded by Hong Futong.

"Uncle Hong..." Hong Anque explained patiently: "These days, our six families have started shopping in Xiamen, but also in Fuzhou, Quanzhou and other places. They have thrown away millions of taels of silver, in order to sweep away the goods from the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty. Now that the goal is about to achieve, how can we give up halfway?"

"Okay!" Hong Qiang nodded, "Since the young master has decided that the villain should obey, then the villain will continue to give orders."

"Okay, you go!" Hong Anque smiled.

After Hong Qiang went down, the smile on Hong Anque's face immediately calmed down, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that Hong Qiang was here to help him in name, but in fact he was the person sent by Hong Futong to supervise him, and it was also Hong Futong's eyeliner. After all, this time, the six major maritime merchants and the Royal Ming Dynasty Trading Company had fought hard with him. In just a few days, millions of taels of cash were invested. How could Hong Futong completely let go?

"Hmph... Old guy, let you be proud for two years. After becoming the head of the family, you, the butler, can also enjoy your old age."

Hong Anque sat on the chair and recalled the events of the past two days again. He made sure that after these days of shopping, the goods brought by the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty should have been sold out this time. Then he nodded with satisfaction: "Yang Feng, Yang Feng, others say that you are the reincarnation of the God of War and are also the Dinghai Sword of the Ming Dynasty. But today I want to teach you a lesson to let you know that it is useless to know how to fight and kill. Fighting and killing cannot solve the business world. You are still far from making money."

Although the people from the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty tripled the price, the Hong family and the other five maritime families still kept plundering the goods on the market, and acted as if they would not give up until they sweep the goods.

Under such circumstances, some people who bought goods at ordinary prices couldn't help but become active. If someone had big orders, they bit the bullet and asked the people who came to the market to buy their goods, and if they could buy their goods, they answered them with a few scoldings or even two slaps.

I was shopping for goods to clear the inventory of the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty. What's the point of buying your goods? These untouchables were crazy about making money, but they even put their ideas on me.

As night fell, Hong Anque dragged his tired body back to Hong Mansion, and was called to the house where he lived by Hong Futong.

"Have everything done?"

Hong Futong, who had just finished taking a shower, sat upright on the chair and slowly tasted the fragrant tea. A beautiful maid with a slim figure and beautiful face was standing behind him and gently pounding his back.

Hong Anque glanced at the beautiful maid and found that he had never seen the other party before. He immediately understood that this beautiful maid must have been presented to his son by the people below in the past two days.

Holding down his coveting gaze, Hong Anque lowered his head and said in his heart: "Damn it, another flower is inserted into the cow dung."

As mentioned earlier, although Hong Anque looks elegant on the surface and looks like a gentle scholar, he is secretly very lustful and violent in the temper. However, these things are hidden well by him because he knows that if he wants to sit in the position of head of the family and become the helm of the family, he cannot show these things.

Hong Anque replied respectfully: "Again my father's words, we have purchased more than 400,000 taels of silver today. The child guessed that the goods from the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty had been almost swept, and they should have nothing to sell tomorrow."

Hong Futong nodded without comment, and asked casually: "I heard that the price of goods sold to us by the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty has increased today. Is that true?"

He had long expected Hong Futong to ask this question, and Hong Anque replied calmly: "Yes, the child thought that the shopping mall was like a battlefield. Since Yang Feng tripled the price, it proved that he had no more goods in his hands. If he wanted to use this method to force us to leave, we naturally could not show weakness at this time. So the child dared not to ask his father to make decisions without asking his father to continue to sweep the goods. If there is any inappropriate situation, he asked his father to punish him."

"Forget it this time!" Hong Futong waved his hand gently, "You said, the mall is like a battlefield, and the military strategy said that it is unacceptable to foreign military orders. It is understandable that you should do this, but this matter cannot be repeated. If you encounter such a thing again in the future, you cannot make decisions without authorization. Do you understand?"

"It must be that old guy Hong Qiang sued me for the slander!" Hong Anque felt very angry, but his face became even more respectful. He lowered his head and whispered: "Yes, my child understands."

"Okay, you're tired, hurry up and go back and rest. There's still something to do tomorrow." Hong Futong knocked Hong Anque and let him go out.

After Hong Anque left, Hong Futong didn't say anything, and still sat quietly on the chair thinking about things. It was not until the fragrant tea in his hand turned cold. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said in a voice that only he heard: "Yang Feng, Yang Feng, I want to see what tricks do you have to use."

At this time, the beautiful maid had brought him twice as hot tea and respectfully handed it to him: "Master, please use tea!"

Hong Futong did not take the teacup, but instead looked up and down on the beautiful maid. A ray of sperm appeared on his originally turbid eyes.

This beautiful maid was bought by the Yangzhou thin horse that the person below paid a lot of money to give him. Needless to say, the key is that the other party is good at tea ceremony and massage. After serving in the past two days, Hong Futong felt very satisfied. Now, with the help of the lights in the room, he looks even more beautiful and delicious.

"Gudong!" Hong Futong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and smiled kindly at the beautiful maid, "Ruhua, go and bring me my health pills. You don't have to sleep in the small bed tonight, just go to bed here."

Although she knew that this day would be like this, a trace of darkness flashed in the beautiful maid's eyes, but she did not dare to show any strangeness. She just lowered her head and responded softly, quickly entered the room and took out a porcelain bottle.

Hong Futong took the porcelain bottle and poured out a bright red pill that was as big as a little finger. He swallowed it with water and put it on the table. He couldn't wait to pull the beautiful maid into the room inside...

The next day, after the sky was slightly bright, the market started another day of noise.

After several days of word of mouth, not only the people in Xiamen city, but also the people in the surrounding towns rushed to the city to buy them. Moreover, the people in the suburbs not only came to buy things, but also brought their own local specialties to sell them. In this way, the market returned to its former prosperity without realizing it.

This situation was originally refreshing or exciting, but it was so hateful in Hong Anque's eyes.

Today is an important day, so not only did Manager Qiu and others arrive at the scene, but also sent people from other Bai families, Ning families and other families to the sea.

Looking at the bustling scene outside, Hong Anque snorted coldly: "This Yang Feng is really capable. After the market strike, no one dared to come here to set up stalls and sell goods. I never thought that in just a few days, these mud legs actually came again."

Manager Qiu smiled and said, "Why do you have to be as knowledgeable as these untouchables? When the royal trading company in the Ming Dynasty has no goods to sell, we have the final say in these markets. At that time, we can sell whatever we want, and sell as much as we want. That is the time to make a fortune according to you."

"Natural then!" Hong Anque looked proud and said: "Come on, please give me instructions immediately and send someone to continue shopping. I want to see how much more things can be sold in the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty."

"yes!"

Someone outside immediately responded.

The market is still full of people. Except for the people, the Hong family and the other five families continue to shop on the market.

But as time goes by, some people feel something is wrong.

"Young Master, something is wrong. There seems to be no sign of shortage of goods from the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty. Although the people we sent were constantly shopping, they quickly put out new goods, as if our shopping still had no effect on them."

"How is this possible?" Hong Anque frowned slightly when he heard the report: "It is said that after so many days of shopping, they don't have much inventory anymore, why are these people still showing no sign of panic?"

After thinking for a while, Hong Anque said decisively: "Tell the people below to continue shopping for this master."

After saying that, Hong Anque turned his head to Hong Qiang on the side and said, "Uncle Hong, you send someone back to mobilize a batch of silver from the warehouse. Things have reached this point. We must not stop, do you understand?"

Originally, Hong Anque thought he had some time to persuade Hong Qiang so that he would not report in front of his father. However, Hong Qiang said without hesitation: "I understand, the villain will mobilize the money immediately."
Chapter completed!