During the period when Ma Ban was suspended from work, he was not having a good time either mentally or in life.

Needless to say, he was just a civil affairs official in a small town before. Later, Lord Lanxian Heqi, the "King's Left Hand", visited the people. He was appreciated for his outstanding governance skills and was promoted to Danyu City's grain officer.

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He originally wanted to flex his muscles after being promoted and seek welfare for the people, but not long after he took office, he was suspended by Gomer, and the suspension was unreasonable, which made it difficult for everyone.

The same is true in life. He is usually strict with himself and is honest as an official. No matter when he worked in the city or later when he was promoted to Danyu City, he has never been greedy for a monthly coin or a grain of food. He is not greedy himself and does not allow his subordinates to be greedy.

, he refused all the gifts sent by the nobles and threw them out the door in front of him.

The salary of a grain officer is not high. This job is mainly because there is a lot of money to be made secretly. For someone like Maban to be an honest and honest official, if he does not make money, his monthly salary is only enough for daily living expenses, so he has to tighten his pants.

Live life with a belt.

It's better now that he is suspended, his salary is gone, and he has no savings. In order to make a living, he has to go out and find a job like a civilian.

Fortunately, Ma Ban is not the kind of second-generation ancestor who relies on the family, but actually works from the grassroots level. His personal abilities are very excellent. Whether it is fast abacus mental arithmetic, precise observation ability, or grasp of market conditions, he has a skill

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No, the day after he was suspended, he found a job as a bookkeeper at the Danyu City Chamber of Commerce. The salary was not as high as when he was a grain officer, but fortunately, the food and lodging were all included, which relieved his urgent need.

After working in the accounting office of the Chamber of Commerce for less than half a month, Mo Ban has gradually become familiar with the work here.

At this time, he was keeping accounts of goods, recording transactions one by one according to the trade list, and calculating income and expenses.

While writing on the manuscript, the pen in Ma Ban's hand suddenly stopped. He stared at the waybill in his hand and greeted others: "Come and take a look at this. Where did you buy this batch of grain?"

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The accountant came over, glanced at it, and said, "I bought it from the market."

"Which city's market?" Maban asked.

The steward shrugged: "Which other city? Danyu City."

Ma Ban frowned and looked at the purchase list and muttered: "This is wrong... How did you buy this food? Why is it so much higher than the average price?"

The steward sighed and complained: "Who knows? Recently, the price of food has been rising every day. In the past, a pound of wheat only cost 3 iron moons, but now it is no longer available for 7 or 8 iron moons. I went to the market this morning and saw

I heard a grain store posted a price of 10 iron moons per catty, it was really crazy."

The brows on both sides of Maban were knitted together, and his fists were clenched unconsciously: "Such an exaggerated price increase is either because someone is maliciously manipulating the market, or there is a problem with the food supply, causing supply to exceed demand and prices to rise."

"The Royal City has shipped millions of tons of relief grain before. The eight major granaries are full, enough to feed the 6 million people in Danyu City for more than half a year. Why don't the grain officials put the grain on the market to stabilize it?!"

The manager patted Ma Ban on the shoulder: "Don't worry about these things. Of course, there are plans from above. Now Danyu Plain will be replanted with blood essence grass. It's not a bad thing for us to buy some food in advance. The food stored in the warehouse has already been

It’s enough to feed the entire chamber of commerce for the first half of the year.”

Maban's expression was ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "The Chamber of Commerce has strong assets and can buy a large amount of food and store it. But the common people buy and eat now. If the price of food continues to rise like this, what do you want them to do?"

"This is not something we can take care of. We are just doing business. Once we learn how to attract wealth, and secondly we learn how to prepare for a rainy day, that's enough. What do you care about other people?" The steward smiled angrily, with a serious tone.

Get up and say, "Do your job well, especially keep count of the fireworks we purchased from our suppliers."

"In a few days it will be the Dragon Fire Festival. All these fireworks must be handed over to the executive mansion. There must be no leaks. Do you understand?"

"Food prices have risen like this, and you still want to set off fireworks? It's ridiculous!" Ma Ban threw the account book on the table and strode away, "I quit this job, I'm going to the market to see what's going on.

what happened."

"Eh? You're such a person! You come and leave as soon as you say? Do you think we are a toilet?!" The manager said harsh words, but in fact there was nothing he could do. There is no binding force in civilian work, let alone

What's more, the other party is still a poor man with nothing to live up to. He really gives up his burden and quits. What can you do to him?

Seeing that the manager couldn't help Maban, he was helpless and could only shout angrily: "You have not been working for a full month, and we will not pay you your previous salary! Don't even think about coming to us to find a job in the future!"

Maban didn't even look back and strode away.

After leaving the Chamber of Commerce, Ma Ban rushed to the market as soon as possible. The place was as lively as ever, crowded with people and busy with traffic.

However, the atmosphere in the market is more impetuous than before, especially the entrance to the grain store, which is already crowded with civilians, all complaining:

"Yesterday it was 5 iron moons per pound, now it's 7. Why are you so evil?!"

"You deliberately took advantage of the gap between the two harvest seasons to drive up the price of grain while everyone has no surplus grain, right? I'm going to the trial to sue you for disrupting the market!"

"Everyone, unite! From now on, we will collectively boycott this grain store and we will not buy their grain. We will let the wheat rot in their hands and give these black traders a long memory!"

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Faced with the accusations from customers, the person in charge of the grain store was very helpless and explained: "Everyone, it's really not that we are intentionally driving up food prices. Food prices across the city are rising. Even if we don't rise, we will soon be overtaken by our peers."

Sold out. The market situation is like this. Everyone is out to make a living, so we can’t be forced to operate at a loss, right?”

As soon as the person in charge said this, the civilians became even more angry, accusing these profiteers of being colluding and deliberately working together to deceive people, making the person in charge sweaty and hard to explain.

While the two sides were arguing, Ma Ban squeezed out from the crowd, opened the grain vat, grabbed a handful of wheat, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

The person in charge thought that this person was here to steal food, so he quickly stepped forward to stop him: "What are you doing?! You touch our things without paying, be careful, I will report it to the Public Security Bureau and arrest you!"

Mabian ignored the obstruction, and after smelling it, he threw the wheat back into the jar without leaving any grains behind. He frowned and said, "This is the leftover grain from the last harvest season..."

The person in charge said confidently: "Yes, it's all leftover grain from the past. What's wrong? The next harvest season hasn't arrived yet. Where can I find new grain to sell?"

Ma Ban asked: "The fresh grain transported from the Royal City to Danyu City a few days ago was not put on the market by the ruling residence?"

The person in charge sneered and said: "What a fart! It's all stored in the eight major granaries, and not a single grain of wheat has been taken out. If there are those wheats as controls and the market has abundant stocks, do we need to sell the grains at such high prices?"
Chapter completed!