Dahei Niu didn't think so before, but now he has to admire Lu Bai's words - as the pre-orders progress, orders for purchases are pouring in.
Not a grain of salt was sold, and they are now almost getting their investment back.
The only fly in the ointment is that each salt purchase order is very small, and almost all are purchased by ordinary people. Unlike the admiral and Jinyiwei forces, the people who buy their salt often buy hundreds of kilograms.
The big black bull looked forward to it, hoping that such a customer would appear in the White Wolf Gang.
Lu Bai was happy, "Our pre-order is to benefit more ordinary people. As for those big customers, they are not our target now."
This is what Lu Bai said and he did.
There were several wealthy businessmen in Shangcheng District who wanted to stockpile salt so that they could make a fortune when Xichang took over the salt business next year. After pre-ordering from Jin Yiwei and the Admiral, they also pre-ordered from Lu Bai.
The amount they pre-ordered is not a small amount.
The pre-order deposit alone exceeds the total amount of salt that people want to buy in one day.
But Lu Bai refused.
His reason sounded ridiculous, "I'm afraid your salt will fall on my hands."
The wealthy businessmen left angrily.
They felt that Lu Bai had found a ridiculous reason to prevaricate them. As for the real reason, it must be that the White Wolf Gang wanted to set up their own camp so that they could gather together next year.
Time passes slowly in pre-orders.
More than half a month later, as more and more people in Yancheng participated in pre-orders, the craze reached its peak - almost everyone was eagerly waiting for the private salt to go on sale.
People from the Black Tiger Gang even set up handicaps in gambling houses to bet on who would start selling salt the earliest, what the lowest salt price would be, what the highest salt price would be, and whose salt price would be the highest.
Almost everyone bets that the price of private salt is equal to that of official salt.
Those with less than the official salt are almost unprotected.
The big black cow scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously.
If it weren't for her special status and being too eye-catching, she would definitely go to a gambling house to bet on the lowest price of salt, which is lower than the official salt, so as to make a lot of money.
However, Da Hei Niu has this knowledge only because she has inside information.
Because, according to common sense, the price of salt will be very high.
Not for anything else, just because official salt is now unavailable.
I heard that when they were in Yongle City, the Jin Yiwei almost failed to buy any salt.
This shows that the rising price of salt is the norm.
There are also those wealthy businessmen who order large quantities of private salt just to wait for the price increase of official salt next year so that they can make a fortune?
In this case, these private salt dealers certainly have no reason to set the price of salt lower than official salt.
Not only gambling houses think so.
The common people think so too.
Many people are already waiting for the sale of salt to begin, and then sell iron to pay the final payment.
There is no other way, who wants to pay the salt tax?
Just as everyone was expecting——
The day to pay the salt tax is approaching.
More and more people are looking forward to the launch of salt sales. Among them, the one who is under the greatest pressure is the White Wolf Gang.
Most of the people who pre-order private salt from the White Wolf Gang are ordinary people. Unlike those wealthy businessmen who buy salt to stockpile it and wait for the price to rise, ordinary people buy salt to buy their lives - they cannot withstand the pressure of the government.
For this reason, these ordinary people surrounded the branches of the White Wolf Gang in each branch.
The disciples of the Haoqi Sect had to come forward to help the White Wolf Gang maintain order, allowing Lu Bai to persist until three days before the tax collection day.
Lu Bai persisted until now, not to be mysterious, but to get as many people to pre-order.
Unfortunately, not many people appreciate it.
The patience of all the people is being worn out, and various rumors have begun to spread. For example, the White Wolf Gang is planning to launch sales closer to the tax day to raise the price, so that many pre-orderers have to buy it. Some people say that the White Wolf Gang is planning to sell it close to the tax day.
Although it has a lot of salt, it does not release much salt, so it has not been put on sale for a long time.
All in all, there are a lot of rumors.
These rumors did not arise without roots. The admirals and people from the Jin Yiwei helped a lot, and even added some details to make the rumors very realistic.
Incited by these rumors, the people became more and more agitated and were about to dismantle the White Wolf branch.
Fortunately, there are disciples from Haoqi Sect.
They seemed to be lying, lying down, or hanging on the walls, eaves, or branches. They almost never left their hands drinking, but when they moved their hands——
That's really awesome.
The people who spread the rumors all had some skills, but they were no match for these disciples. They punched almost to the flesh and created wind in their palms, beating them to pieces.
Let many angry people calm down.
The people of Yancheng saw the power of "Jiu Yi" for the first time, and remembered the White Wolf Gang's disciples who were drunk, but very flexible and strong.
Finally, as everyone had been waiting for, the White Wolf Gang sold private salt.
The White Wolf Gang branches in each shop are on sale at the same time.
Almost as soon as it went on sale, people jumped through the door.
Fortunately, the people from the White Wolf Gang were well prepared.
The disciples maintained order, and the sellers got busy quickly and skillfully. When they reported the price of salt, the people who were noisy just now immediately became quiet.
They thought they heard wrong, "How much?"
The White Wolf Gang will report again.
Wow!
The people were in chaos again, and this time the roof almost fell down with the noise.
They were not angry or scolding, but cheering.
Only 70% of official salt!
"Very good!"
"Thank God, we can survive this!"
"Haha, my money is just right."
"Seventy percent, seventy percent, haha."
There was a man with a sickly yellow face who heard the price of salt outside. He happily took off the grass tag on the head of the girl in his arms, lifted her high, and put her down again.
"Dad, yes, you don't have to sell me anymore." The girl in his arms asked weakly, confused.
"No, no, my son doesn't have to work as a cow or a horse for others." As the man spoke, his big eyes fell down.
They were not the only ones crying, but there were also thousands of people who gathered in front of the White Wolf Gang's sub-rudder.
Exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes are as fierce as a tiger.
Every year, I don’t know how many people are devastated and displaced because of the salt tax. They are even sent to prison, separated from their families, and sent to the border to work as coolies, build city walls, or work as animals or slaves. From then on, they lose their freedom in life and die.
And no one knows.
These people who sell their sons and daughters, their houses and their wives, these people who shed tears, they are not cowards, they have not thought of resisting.
But this world is not the world Lu Bai once lived in.
In that world, when the peasants and common people were desperate, someone stood up and shouted, and there were many people who responded freely. One person and one fist could smash the mountains and rivers, trample the capital, and make those who oppressed them suddenly remember their power.
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However, in this world, martial arts and practice are controlled by the imperial court, aristocratic families, and sects. They have built an order in which cultivation supports the imperial power, controls the aristocratic families, and aristocratic families protect the imperial power. The imperial power governs all people, and uses martial arts or practice to oppress and suck the blood of the people.
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Under this order.
It doesn't matter if the common people have a pair of fists and have an idea of resistance. They don't know martial arts and don't know how to practice. Even if they gather tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people and a team of royal guards, they can kill seven in and seven out.
If a practitioner comes, hundreds of thousands of people will be crushed into powder by the practitioner in an instant. It is easier and less troublesome than a farmer mowing grass.
Lu Bai has an image metaphor.
This is equivalent to a modern society where people with atomic bombs are in charge of a group of people who are still fighting with cold weapons.
There is no point in resisting.
It will only bring death.
Ordinary people have no power to resist these mountains pressing on them.
Only by being a submissive citizen, and only by allowing these people above to bully you, might you have a chance to survive.