The shopkeepers were so happy that they had no objections. They quickly thanked Han Du with tears in their eyes.
"Your Majesty is kind, we believe in you."
Han Du's words were a surprise to the shopkeepers, but to Yu Shaodong it was a bolt from the blue. If Han Du had taken away the cotton here, wouldn't the four of them have been working hard for so long in vain?
How should he explain it to others?
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Yu Shaodong's forehead. He didn't care much. He rushed forward and took Han Du's arm and said, "Sir, you can't do this, you can't do this, sir."
"Oh? What should we do?" Han Du asked calmly.
Yu Shaodong smiled, as if he was confident, "Even if you want to buy it, you should buy it from us. How about we collect the cotton from them and then sell it to you? You can buy whatever you want, and we will work together then.
How about delivering it to the banknote bureau?"
When Han Du saw that when Yu Shaodong was speaking, the shopkeepers all looked at Yu Shaodong with hatred in their eyes, he asked: "Seeing that you have been in a stalemate here for a long time, why didn't you even buy any cotton? It's the price.
Haven't we reached an agreement? How much do you give them per pound?"
Yu Shaodong smiled and said nothing.
Seeing this, Fu Yong secretly thought something bad, so he interjected: "Your Excellency, if the price offered by Yu Dongjia can allow us to keep our capital, we will accept it, but he wants our lives and only gives three dollars."
Ten coins a pound."
When Han Du heard this, he glanced at Yu Shaodong coldly. He originally thought that this man wanted to ride a donkey and act as a middleman to earn the difference, but he didn't expect that he would be so ruthless.
"Thirty cents per pound?" Han Du shook his head and sighed: "The price is really cheap. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it even when new cotton comes on the market."
He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Shaodong, "With such a cheap price, how much are you prepared to sell to me per kilogram? Two hundred coins?"
Yu Shaodong shook his head and said with a smile: "My lord, this is wrong. Since ancient times, rare things have been valued. Since cotton is something unique to us, if you want to buy it, you will naturally have to increase the price."
A gloomy look appeared on Han Du's face, and he asked coldly: "Oh? How much?"
Yu Shaodong put away his fan and drew a number toward Handu, "Four hundred coins per pound, and you need to buy all the cotton we have."
Are you trying to get yourself killed? Am I that weak and can be bullied?
"Then do you want me to sign a contract with you and buy your cotton this year?" Han Du's tone was calm, but there was anger in it.
Yu Shaodong did not realize the profound meaning contained in Han Du's words. Instead, he was attracted by Han Du's words and praised: "This method is wonderful!"
Han Du smiled and waved to Yu Shaodong, "Come here, come closer."
Yu Shaodong thought Han Du was weak, so he came closer.
Han Du raised his palm and slapped Yu Shaodong hard on the face unceremoniously. The loud sound shocked everyone around him.
Yu Shaodong was even more stunned by the slap. He fell to the ground and did not recover. His face suddenly turned red. He had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child.
Han Du glanced at him contemptuously and said coldly: "Who do you think you are, worthy of arguing with me? Be careful, I will accuse you of attacking an official of the imperial court."
Assaulting an official of the imperial court would mean being exiled thousands of miles at the most. Yu Shaodong's face instantly started to sweat profusely. In front of Han Du, he didn't even dare to say a harsh word. He got up and left in a hurry.
After watching the play, the shopkeepers on the side even looked at Han Du with different eyes. When Han Du first arrived, he was full of smiles, polite and considerate, and spoke kindly, which made them feel that this adult was not a bad person.
, is a good person. But he didn't expect that he would use thunderous means in an instant and easily deal with Yu Shaodong.
Now everyone looked at Han Du with eyes full of awe.
After taking care of Yu Shaodong, Han Du's smile returned to his face, and he pointed at Xiong Shi, "Since the shopkeepers have no objections, go to this gentleman to register over there. You can report as much as you have, but
Don’t make false reports or conceal reports.”
The shopkeepers all trembled and said hurriedly: "Don't dare, don't worry, sir, we are all businessmen of our own responsibilities, and we must be honest."
Han Du nodded with satisfaction.
Each shopkeeper reported a number, and Xiong Shi wrote down one. In this way, there was no need for a scale, so the progress was very fast. In just a moment, all the numbers were recorded by Xiong Shi.
Han Du looked at the list handed over by Xiong Shi, glanced at it, and made a rough calculation. It was about 8,000 kilograms, which was much more than originally expected. But he didn't care, since it would be used to make treasure banknotes in the future anyway.
, it’s okay to buy a little more.
When he was ready, Han Du waved his hand and asked all the vehicles to follow him back.
Seeing this, the yamen servant on the side gritted his teeth and stood in front of Han Du, "My lord, you are looking down upon me."
When the shopkeepers heard this, they all turned their gazes over, but unlike before, where they were heartbroken, now they looked on with a relaxed look.
Han Du glanced at him and said calmly: "Why, you want to stop me? You just said it yourself, I can go over."
"If the adults want to pass, the little one will naturally not stop him," the yamen servant smiled and changed his tone, "But these cottons cannot pass. This is the order I received. Please don't embarrass me."
Han Du stretched out his hand and pointed around behind him, "Did you just see that these cottons belong to me now, and you can't pass by?"
Faced with Han Du's pressure, the sweat rolled down the yamen servant's face like beans. He saw with his own eyes how Han Du beat Yu Shaodong just now, but even if he was beaten by Han Du today, he could not give in. He suffered.
A beating was more serious than losing his job, but he could still handle it.
"My lord, you have, but cotton can't pass." That's what the yamen officer said to death.
Han Du snorted coldly and was about to have an attack, but was stopped by a voice.
"My lord, calm down and have something to say."
Han Du saw that the visitor was not an official. He was wearing a blue gown and looked like a teacher.
"Who are you?" Han Du asked with a frown.
The visitor laughed and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. Master Han only needs to know who my master is. This is not the place to talk. Why don't you please move over and talk in detail?"
Han Du curled his lips and said, "I don't have the time to talk in detail with irrelevant people." After saying that, he left with the convoy.
The visitor quickly took two steps and stopped in front of Han Du, "My lord, it's better to go down with me. As long as you don't care about this matter today, my master will definitely have consequences in the future."
I'm curious about your master's future reports? Unless your master is Lao Zhu and agrees to betroth Princess Anqing to me, then I'm still interested in listening to your nonsense.
But this is obviously impossible.
"Get out of the way." Han Du's tone was cold.
Seeing Han Du's cold attitude, the visitor's attitude also began to change. He felt that he had been treating Han Du, an eighth-grade official, with courtesy since he came here, but he received cold words from Han Du, and he was a little unhappy. You know, on weekdays,
Not to mention the eighth-grade officials, even the sixth- and fifth-grade officials would treat him with courtesy when they saw him.
He was about to threaten Han Du with a few words.
Han Du saw that he was standing in front of him and had no intention of getting out of the way. He directly raised his palms and repeated his old trick, hitting the person on the ground with a slap.
Han Du used to be a weak scholar, but for more than a month, he knew that his body was the capital of the revolution, and he had been exercising hard. Although he was not as good as those generals who wielded swords and guns, his eighteen or nineteen-year-old body was still
It's considered strong.
It's easy to slap down a person who is pretending to be mysterious.
A shrill scream sounded from the ground, "You, how dare you hit me, how dare you hit me? You are finished, I tell you, my master will definitely help you, will definitely help you~"
Han Du glanced at him contemptuously and sneered in his heart. Is it okay to mention someone in front of me? "Get out of here now. If you don't, I will beat you up."
Seeing that he was still on the ground, looking at him with a look of bitterness and hatred. Han Du kicked him cleanly and rolled him to the ground several times.
He waved his hand and left with the convoy behind him.
"Stop them, stop them for me." The teacher on the ground shouted sharply.
When the officer heard this, he gritted his teeth helplessly and prepared to step forward. This was really a case of 'gods fighting, mortals suffer', but there was no other way. Who said he was a mortal and not a god? If he were a god, wouldn't he have such worries?
?
The yamen officer was about to step forward when he suddenly saw something in Han Du's hand. His eyes seemed to be pricked by needles, and he quickly backed away to avoid them. At the same time, he shouted to the yamen servants beside him: "Come back, let them go."
past."
When these words came out, the officer felt relieved. It was good, he finally didn't have to embarrass himself, and it was uncomfortable to feel angry from both sides.
Han Du didn't even look at the yamen officer and drove away with the convoy.
The man dressed as a teacher didn't have time to care about the pain on his body. He ran to the yamen servant, grabbed the clothes on the yamen servant's chest, and asked sternly: "How did you do this? Why didn't you stop them and just let them go?"
The yamen servant was very dissatisfied with the teacher's behavior, but he spoke softly and did not dare to offend the teacher, so he had to put on a smile and said: "Sir, don't vent your anger on me. Who dares to stop you from the east palace's token?"
The token of the East Palace!
When the visitor heard what the yamen servant said, he let go of the yamen servant in despair. He couldn't understand how a mere eighth-grade official could have the token of the East Palace, but since such a situation occurred, he had no choice but to go back and tell the master.
Thinking of this, the teacher left in a hurry, not even paying attention to Yu Shaodong beside him.
After failing to stop Mian Qian, Yu Shaodong no longer stayed here and had to quickly find someone else.