In a certain mansion in Tao County.

Two men were talking in the hall.

The owner's name is Wang Qizhu, a wealthy businessman from northern Xinjiang.

The guest calls himself Jiang Laosi and is from the north.

"As long as it's grain, the market price will be increased by 30%!" Jiang Laosi said seriously.

"Thirty percent?" Wang Qizhu sneered: "You are from the north. There is no shortage of food in Bei Liao. So, whoever wants to smuggle food is ready to show up. Lin Jun!"

Jiang Laosi smiled and said, "Forty percent!"

"Do you know the consequences if you are caught?" Wang Qizhu sneered, "What Yang Guogong hates most is smuggling. He once said that smuggling is treason. What crime should be committed for treason? Damn it! You will be put on the pole.

I'm doing well in my grain business, do you think it's appropriate to take risks for your little money?"

Jiang Laosi sighed, "As a human being, you can't be too greedy. That's 60%!"

"Get out!" Wang Qizhu pointed outside and said impatiently.

Jiang Laosi stood up and said, "Ninety percent!"

Wang Qizhu's cheeks moved slightly, and a light seemed to flash in his eyes.

"Double the market price!" Jiang Laosi handed over his hand, "If you don't agree, then just pretend I haven't been here."

As he walked to the door, he heard Wang Qizhu cough dryly behind him.

"More!"

...

Wang Laoer stood on the top of the city with dried meat in his mouth. It was tasteless.

The fat elder asked curiously: "Second brother is unhappy?"

Wang Laoer is a perfect example of heartlessness, and nothing displeases him.

"Hey!" Wang Laoer pulled the dried meat in his mouth and said with a frown, "Yiniang asked me to dismantle the stand where I dried the dried meat."

"Dried meat is sold outside!"

"I can't poop after eating too much food sold outside."

Wang Laoer was extremely disappointed.

"Then how about... go and beg?" the thin elder said.

Wang Laoer shook his head, "I'm afraid Yi Niang will be angry."

But you almost made the prince angry last time, but you didn't feel heartless afterwards.

"A convoy is leaving the city."

In the city, a motorcade left the city.

The sergeants checked it and found that it was food.

"This is grain shipped to Chenzhou for sale."

Wang Qizhu cupped his hands and smiled.

Chenzhou now has two major specialties, one is the output of workshops in Taiping, and the other is cattle, sheep, war horses on the grassland, and dairy products.

But the food supply is less than self-sufficient.

"This is the approval note!" Wang Qizhu handed the note over.

Selling grain in large quantities requires government approval.

A detailed inspection followed.

The thin elder asked: "Since you value food so much, why doesn't the Duke of the country order the government to sell it exclusively?"

Wang Laoer swallowed the dried meat, shook his head and said: "The Duke said that the government cannot control everything. If it is too much, it will only lead to bad things. Many things have to be left to the market, and the government can supervise them."

The market economy has sprouted a little here.

The convoy checked correctly and left the city immediately.

"Check it!" Wang Laoer ordered.

Soon, Jin Yiwei sent a message, "It's the grain merchant Wang Qizhu."

"How much food?"

"Twenty thousand stones is more than that."

"A lot!" Wang Laoer thought of the Duke's explanation, "Isn't he the one with the most recently?"

"But this batch of grain is quite large, and he can't smuggle it." The Jinyiwei people said firmly, "What we have to guard against is the grain being smuggled out of the city, or the powerful forces outside the city transporting the grain secretly..."

Most of the Jin Yiwei's power was focused on the powerful granaries outside the city. Wang Laoer wanted to focus on his new house and marriage, so Yang Xuan ordered him to sit in the city and take command.

"But why do I always feel like something is wrong!"

"Second brother, what do you think is wrong?"

Wang Laoer pointed at Wang Qizhu, "I think this guy's smile is fake!"

() "Every businessman's smile is fake!"

Wang Laoer shook his head, "I feel some uncomfortable aura, let's take a look."

Once Wang Laoer makes up his mind, no one can stop him.

...

The motorcade left the city and slowly turned to the right.

On the fifth day, someone in the convoy rode to the left.

Wang Qizhu said to Jiang Laosi beside him on horseback: "Are your people in place?"

Jiang Laosi nodded, "More than twenty riders are on the left, and they will launch a surprise attack later... The people on your side fled, and then our people drove away the convoy. However, you should be slow to report to the official."

Otherwise, the convoy will be overtaken before it reaches the destination."

"An Xin, I was frightened and fell ill. Who dares to leave?" Wang Qizhu smiled happily, "The convoy is gone, and the rest of the matter has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Laosi smiled and said: "Our people found a road and checked it several times. The scouts from Northern Xinjiang passed by once a day in the morning. Our people and horses were on the opposite side to meet them. As soon as the convoy arrived, they passed quickly. By the way,

Wang Langjun came up with this method of horse thieves' surprise attack, it's really wonderful!"

"In doing business, the most important thing is to be flexible!" Wang Qizhu said with a smile.

"Yes! To be honest, although I am a secret spy, in terms of agility, I am far inferior to Wang Langjun." Jiang Laosi cupped his hand and said, "I admire you!"

That afternoon, the convoy passed through a remote place.

"That's almost it." Jiang Laosi whispered: "They will raid later. I will go back with them."

"Have a good trip!" Wang Qizhu said regretfully: "This kind of business can only be done once. It's a pity."

If the same routine is played again, any fool will know what he is doing.

Jiang Laosi nodded, "Well, take care of yourself. I may have to trouble you in the future."

"Want news?"

"Wang Langjun is smart, how about that?"

"Easy to say!"

Jiang Laosi glanced at the forest on the left, "Finally, I have a doubt."

"Say it!" Wang Qizhu said with a smile.

"Yang Dog is cruel, and he is even more cruel when dealing with traitors. Why does Wang Langjun dare to take action?"

He felt that if it were him, he would not dare to do it.

Wang Qizhu glanced at him and said calmly: "As long as the price is right, I dare to sell anything!"

Jiang Laosi smiled and nodded, hiding a question.

——Where is the soul?

How much?

Dozens of horsemen suddenly rushed out of the woods on the left. These men and horses were dressed as thieves, shouting and shaking their long knives.

"It's a horse thief, run!"

According to the script, Wang Qizhu should lead the people to escape.

He was also ready to run away.

"Where is the horse thief?"

Behind, someone shouted from a distance.

Jiang Laosi: "..."
To be continued...