After a while, the maid who was accompanying the drinks came. After dancing a few dances to help the fun, she withdrew. She did not eat at the same table, and nothing was too ridiculous. Although Fatty Wei had some ideas, she was ruthlessly rejected by County Magistrate Du.

Qin Hao was also a little strange. Could it be that County Magistrate Du really has a moral obsession with cleanliness and is not in the mood to play because of the disaster?

Qin Hao briefly mentioned the disaster relief performance to the boss. The boss seemed to be quite interested, but today he said this was a bit inappropriate. He just wrote down this matter and looked for another opportunity to discuss it in detail.

Today, Qin Hao is planning to talk about the construction of the South City Wall.

"My nephew, after discussing the contracting of the dock, the county basically agreed. Of course, you and Xu Jie also have to ensure the construction of the southern city wall. Look at what else can we help? As long as it is for the victims, the county government will do its best."

This is beautiful and is also for those rich businessmen to listen to. The county government has done its best, so you will naturally get a little blood.

At the same time, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. He didn't need to report to Chang'an for a matter like this? The county government can decide?

He didn't know that Wei Zheng was sitting on the table, and was on behalf of the heaven to provide disaster relief. He had great power, so there was nothing wrong with killing first and then reporting.

Other wealthy businessmen also knew each other tacitly. After the famine, they had to lose money and avoid disasters. Nowadays, when disaster victims have a ruling power, it is actually better to handle than in previous years.

Of course, there are still discordant voices, such as Fatty Wei.

"What? Uncle, are you kidding, just beggars, Xiunan City Wall? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

After laughing for a long time, I found that he was the only one laughing on the table. I couldn't help but feel quite embarrassed. He really couldn't understand why everyone gave the victim this face?

But Qin Hao asked with a smile: "I wonder if Mr. Wei has a business in Luoyang?"

"Hmph! Tell you not to be scared. Listen, the white porcelain I pass from this young master every year is more than 4,000 kilograms of it. Even the white porcelain used in the palace is specially provided by our Wei family. Do you know how much it costs? Sixty thousand jin!"

Fatty Wei was proud, looking forward to Qin Hao's look of kneeling on his knees and hugging his thighs after being stunned. But who knew that Qin Hao was not afraid of him at all. The expression on his face had not changed at all, and he still smiled faintly.

Sixty thousand cents, why did he not react at all?

But Qin Hao said lightly: "Well, it's pretty good, but from today on, you won't get a piece of white porcelain."

"What?"

Fatty Wei was stunned and said reflexively: "Tsk, why are you? How old are you?"

Qin Hao seemed to have not looked at him, and bowed his hand with his fists. He greeted the wealthy businessman in this big house and said, "The canal transportation is still too crowded, especially in the disaster year, everything is mainly about food. I am afraid that the rest of the things will be reduced. I hope you can cooperate in the future. According to the rules, you still have to queue up. If you need to load and unload, just give us the beggars. How about it?"

Everyone was all human beings, and when they heard the sound of the piano, they knew the elegant meaning. Naturally, they stood up and bowed to their hands to greet them, saying good words in return, and at the same time they secretly thought about it.

Fatty Wei was stunned for a long time before kicking his food table away, standing up angrily, but was casually brought down by the third leader without any suspense.

At this time, he didn't care much and cursed: "You...you can't do this. The transportation of canals is a major task for the country. Lord Du just handed over the dock to you to manage. As long as I pay the commercial tax on the merchant ship, you have no right to stop my ship."

Qin Hao said repeatedly: "Oh, Mr. Wei, what are you talking about? Heaven and earth are so conscience. Merchant ships have always been managed by the river yamen. Whether they can dock or not is the court's business. Qin dares not interfere. We disaster victims are just helping you unload and unload the goods, load the ship, and earn some coolie money."

Fatty Wei's eyes were piping fire. If it weren't for being controlled by the Third Head, he would have wanted to rush up and tear Qin Hao. Although he was a rich child, he was not a fool. Qin Hao's words were so clear that he wouldn't understand them.

The canal is connected to the north and south, and Luoyang is a crucial point. The Grand Canal stops when it arrives at Luoyang. This is also the reason why the people in Guanzhong have to come to Luoyang to beg for food after being affected by the disaster. The water ban that Luoyang has to go to Chang'an seems to be connected to the Grand Canal, but in fact they are two rivers, and the transportation capacity is far from comparable to the Grand Canal. Therefore, any cargo must go ashore and stroll to Chang'an after arriving in Luoyang before it can be shipped to Chang'an.

Qin Hao is just in charge of the docks, and he really has no right to decide which boat can go ashore and which boat cannot go ashore. The Tang Dynasty system was a matter of paying tolls according to the size of the ship. As long as the tax is paid, the people can get on. The profit of the tax cannot fall into Qin Hao's personal hands, but the problem is that Qin Hao can decide to queue up!

Even a thousand years later, after the cargo ship entered the port and passed the customs, they had to queue up to unload the goods, let alone a thousand years ago? It was normal for a ship to wait for unloading for two months last month. If Qin Hao had the final say on the dock, he could play countless tricks just by unloading first and then unloading.

If no one unloads the goods after the ship arrives...

Qin Hao smiled and said, "In the past, the grain ships and cargo ships transported by Luoyang are all in 55. Now the disaster has become eight-four-food foods. This ship that usually needs to wait for three days may have to wait ten days before it arrives. The shopkeepers cannot blame the boy."

Everyone said, "Where is where, natural disasters are like this, we understand, we understand."

When his eyes turned, he probably understood what Qin Hao was thinking and asked tentatively: "This...if someone jumped into the line..."

Qin Hao immediately said seriously: "What are you saying? How can you do such a bad thing as jumping into the lineup when I manage the wharf? But you also know that we are all victims of disasters? Sometimes, people here are unloading goods to those good people who have donated food, so I can't control it, right?"

Hey, the first time I saw such an open and upright person who used power for personal gain, it was awesome!

"I, Huang San, the silk and satin village in the south, donated 20,000 stones of millet to the victims' brothers. The natural disaster is ruthless and people are kind. Some trivial matters are not to be taken seriously by the victims' brothers."

"Okay, we beggars are not people who don't know how to repay kindness. In the future, when the merchant ship of Shopkeeper Huang arrives, we, brothers from the disaster victims, will unload you early... two ships."

Well, now it’s clear that the price is 10,000 s of grain per ship of grain.
Chapter completed!