Chapter 1271 1271: A battle to determine the southwest (8) [Please vote for me]
Kang Guo, Feng Luo.
Despite the fact that Kang State and the Southwest Allied Forces were fighting each other and fighting fiercely, the territory was still peaceful. The capital of Fengluo was even more prosperous. Not only did the prices of grain and cloth in Puzhuang not rise sharply, but they also dropped by a penny. Fruits and vegetables
The food varies a bit, not much.
The young scribe stopped at the door of a grain store.
His eyes fell on the hanging sign with today's grain prices.
"Such a handsome husband, but what do you want to buy?" The waiter did not dare to drive away the young man because of his attire, but told the boss in a low voice that such a big man was always at the door and refused to buy anything, which affected the business.
The boss rolled his eyes and waved his hands to indicate to the handyman to do his work. He was sent to her, with a warm smile on his face. As the saying goes, don’t hit the smiling person. If you want to make money in business, you must not only have good quality but low price.
Also give it enough emotional value.
The young scribe pointed to the sign.
“This price is for this year’s new grain?”
The price of food in other areas is three times that of it, or even three times more and you still can't buy food. Whenever there is a war outside, the food merchants will take advantage of the chaos and raise the price, and the price can even be as high as twenty or thirty times. This is the royal capital of Kang State.
It's really strange that food prices are so low.
The boss smiled and said: "How could it be new grain? The farmland in various parts of Gyeonggi Province has not yet been harvested, and this batch is from last year. Even though it is not new grain, it is produced in Heyin. It is of first-class grade and can be easily cooked with firewood.
It’ll be so delicious that it will knock people off their tongues.”
"Above grade?"
The boss smiled and said: "It's the best."
The young scribe is obviously not concerned about food evaluation, he is concerned about something else: "Xiaosheng is a foreigner who came here to study all the way. I heard that Kang State is at war with the southwest, and the frontline soldiers are indispensable for food. Why is the price of food in the country so low?
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The boss said blankly: "Is it low?"
Young scribe: "Very low."
The price made him want to buy and resell.
But the boss said: "The price of war has already gone up this year."
As he spoke, he sighed.
Although Kang State was frantically building bridges and roads, transportation still relied on oxen and horses. The scope of ordinary people's activities was limited, and merchants could travel farther, but they could not cope with the vast territory of Kang State. The boss had never been abroad in his life, and he knew nothing about news from other countries.
many.
She had indeed heard from her parents that food was expensive in other places.
If you make a move, you can make a lot of money.
However, if you do this, you won't be able to get the goods.
"The purchase cost is more than 30% higher."
Young scribe: "..."
No, since when did grain merchants have such a thing as conscience?
Aren’t they all taking advantage of the war to make a fortune?
He was afraid of being beaten, so he did not say this in front of the boss, but chose to test it tactfully. Unexpectedly, the boss waved his hands quickly, and the young face of fifteen or sixteen years old was full of horror: "You can't do it, you can't do it, you bastard
When you look at Jun, why is your heart so dark?"
The young scribe said that in some places, the price of food was sky-high. If she had a channel to collect a batch and sell it, the profit would be astonishingly high.
The boss's reaction surprised him: "Isn't the lady moved?"
"My heart can't move at all."
Seeing that the young man was confused and puzzled, the boss thought that the young man was studying abroad, and a sense of responsibility and pride arose spontaneously.
Be patient and explain the reason to the other person.
Opening a grain store in Kangguo requires special official qualifications.
Qualified grain merchants cannot collect grain from ordinary people. They must go through first-hand official channels. The purchase price is stable and the quality is guaranteed. Except for Class A rice grains, other grades are not allowed to be sold across state lines. If found for the first time, fines and warnings will be added.
, the second time it was found that the sales qualification was directly revoked. Of course, small-scale private sales will not be affected, as long as the quota is not exceeded.
Grain stores also have standards for raising and lowering prices.
If the standard is exceeded, ordinary people can complain.
The young scribe frowned: "...So, farmers' farm output must be given priority to the government? Merchants cannot harvest on a large scale? What is this strange reason? Isn't it the government's final say to harvest more or less?"
"Lang Jun, that's not what the truth says."
The boss doesn't understand the ways of government, but she understands businessmen.
Merchants come from all over the world, have relatively many information channels, and are sensitive to grain prices. Those profiteers will falsify the weight of grain when harvesting, suppress prices, and delay payment. Of course, this does not mean that farmers are completely immune.
Innocent.
It is a trivial matter for some farmers to pass off substandard goods in order to make more money, and some unscrupulous people directly soak the grain in water or add stones. When merchants come to collect grain, the outermost grain is all good grain, but the deeper grains inside are not inspected or inspected carefully.
Got cheated.
When the government collects taxes, it collects the grain, advances the money to the farmers, and the grain merchants collect the grain from the government. Both parties can save trouble. As for whether there is corruption on the government side, isn't that a matter for the royal court? The rest of the people
They don't understand either. As long as they know that the grain stores have abundant supplies and stable prices, they can buy whatever they want.
The young scribes still find it incredible.
With the question in his mind, he presented the greeting card he had prepared long ago to Qifu Siyan, leaving his current cave. The night was getting dark, and the nightlife of the royal capital had just begun. The young scribe looked at the crowds of people on the street.
, a shadow whispered in my ears.
"Why are there so many widows on the street?"
I wanted to ask the owner of the grain store just now when I saw him.
Mingming looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, so she had a widow's bun.
As more people walked on the street, there were more and more women with bun-like styles, ranging from thirteen to thirty-four years old. Although the buns were plain, the clothes were bright and exquisite, which looked very awkward. The young scribe did not answer.
He just inquired all the way and walked to a mansion. He looked up at the plaque on the main entrance and his eyes suddenly became clear. The shadow next to him also followed the line of sight and looked: "Your sister's house."
This is Lin Feng's mansion.
Not long after, a carriage came from a distance and stopped at the main entrance. A middle-aged man in official uniform got out of the carriage.
Xuying looked at it carefully: "It looks a bit like An Zhi."
The young man said: "He is the fourth uncle."
His father's fourth brother, his fourth uncle.
Judging from this posture, Lin Chao must have just returned from duty at the government office. Lin Feng wanted to support his great-grandfather, and his fourth uncle Lin Chao also wanted to honor the old man. The whole family might as well live together, and the grandfather and grandson would take care of each other. Lin Feng
Going to the front line, Lin Xiao stayed in the capital.
Xuying looked at the mansion with the lanterns hanging high and sighed.
"The style of this house is worth a lot of money."
The location of the cave they were looking for was not good, but the price was not low. After asking around, the prices were basically the same. I heard that except for a few officials who were given houses or bought houses early, all other officials rented houses in the royal capital.
, the rent is not cheap.
Fortunately, official salaries also include rental subsidies.
The young scribe watched Lin Chao go in, then turned and left.
"Anzhi, why don't you go see your fourth uncle?"
"It's not necessary, it's just causing trouble."
After casual dinner at a restaurant on the street, when he returned to the cave, he saw someone preparing a carriage waiting for him at the door. The decoration on the carriage was consistent with that of the Qi Mansion, and the identity of the owner could be revealed.
"I have met Mr. Lin. My master has invited me."
The young man nodded: "I'm tired of you."
As soon as Qi Shan came home from duty, he saw a greeting card with the logo of the Association of Gods. He looked at the signer, raised his eyebrows, and immediately ordered someone to pick him up. He wanted to see what the Central Branch wanted to do.
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When Qi Shan met the young man for the first time, he felt that he had a kind face.
There seems to be an old friend between his eyebrows.
"May I ask your name?"
"Lin, Lin Su, courtesy name Anzhi."
When Qishan heard this last name, he suddenly remembered why it was so familiar.
"Don't know where your ancestral home is?"
"Lingzhou."
"What is the relationship between Lin Langjun and the Lin family in Lingzhou?"
"That's my family."
These words verified Qishan's conjecture, and he was indeed a relative of Lin Feng. This person came from the central continent, and the Lin family did move to the central part of the country that year. Since he was a member of the Lin family, Lin Su did not go to the Lin family to recognize his ancestors.
, why did you come to your side?
Thinking of the content on the greeting card, Qishan's eyes darkened.
"I wonder why Lin Langjun came to visit?"
After a busy day, Qi Shan just wants to wash up and go to bed quickly.
Don't look at the situation in Kang State, but there are a lot of trivial matters. During the time when he was appointed to supervise the country, his waist has lost twice. When he opens his eyes, he is on duty, and when he closes them, he is dreaming. Your Majesty
If they don't come back, he feels like he can see the end of his life at a glance. Prison country is such a boring and hard work, Qi Shan can't help but pity Qin Li, Gu Chi and Chu Yao back then.
How did these people survive?
He didn't realize the exhilarating feeling of having power, but he learned to worry about it like an old lady. If he hadn't succeeded in practicing, after a while, his white hair would be comparable to that of Chu Yao.
Naturally, I have no intention of scheming with LYB from central China.
Let’s get straight to the point!
If you can't say one, two or three, kick him out immediately!
Lin Su saw the impatience behind Qi Shan's seemingly kind face, and got to the point: "For the sake of what was mentioned in the invitation, when Xiaosheng checked the general library of the Gods Association, he found that Qi Shan had read 'Clone' related content."
When I heard the words, I didn't even bother to pretend to be kind.
The dark eyes were filled with a cold air, as if Lin Su was a dead person in his eyes: "Lin Langjun asked why?"
Lin Su said: "Because, Xiaosheng is also investigating."
Qi Shan looked at the other person silently: "Are you checking Qi?"
"Of course not." Lin Su didn't want to give Qi Shan an excuse to have a fit, so he opened his mouth to clarify the misunderstanding, "A close friend of Xiaosheng died unexpectedly for some reason. I heard that the secret volume of the main society records the method of resurrection from the dead. But I never had a clue, and unexpectedly... Zhiqi's main club also has the same needs, so Xiaosheng traveled thousands of miles and took the liberty to visit the main club."
The word "best friend" is hard pressed and prayed for for more than ten breaths.
He woke up from the memory: "Your best friend?"
"Well, that's me."
A third voice sounded from inside the house.
The sound originated from an illusory figure.
Qishan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the shadow gradually appearing in the sky in disbelief. What a ghost in broad daylight... No, it's already night now. He quickly calmed down and asked the ghost.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
The shadow that seemed to be a ghost smiled bitterly: "Maybe, it's a ghost?"
Lin Su said: "He became like this after his death."
Qishan: "..."
Having never believed in ghosts and gods, he felt that his outlook on life was about to collapse.
Are there really ghosts in this world?
After all, he is an important minister who can supervise the country. Kang Guozhong wrote the order, Qi Shan calmed down very quickly, but his mind was uncontrollable and he thought about other things - if a person died and became a ghost, where would Yuan Liang's soul be?
"Please also ask the main company to help me. I am very grateful."
Qi Yuanliang is the head of the club. He has come into contact with more secrets of the Society of Gods than him, and the library libraries between branches are not interconnected. Maybe there is more critical information in the northwest? Regarding cloning and resurrection from the dead, I don’t believe in Qi Yuanliang. There is no progress in being good.
Who would have expected——
Qishan said regretfully: "I can't help you."
Lin Su's first reaction was disbelief: "Why should the main club be wary of Xiaosheng? Xiaosheng's trip is not to represent the central branch... If the main club can help with this, in the future, if there are any dispatches, as long as they are within Xiaosheng's ability and do not violate loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, we will never Don’t refuse!”
Qishan said: "Cloning does not mean resurrection from the dead."
Lin Su wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Qi Shan.
The secretary of Kang Guozhong showed his rare gentleness and patience, and said slowly: "To be honest, your experience is somewhat similar to mine in my early years. I also lost my best friend, and the biggest regret in my life is also him. If only there could be a person in this world. A life is worth a life, I am willing to exchange him back to the human world, let alone a 'clone'?"
His words are sincere, even people who don't know him can hear them.
"You run for your best friend, just like I did back then. With this in mind, if I could really help, how could I refuse you?" Qishan also regarded "cloning" as a life-saving straw back then, "But it's not a resurrection technique. , that is just using the body of your best friend to give birth to another independent individual with the same bloodline. To put it bluntly, it is a newborn without any memory..."
The shoulders of the young man in Taoist robes relaxed, and he actually felt happy: "An Zhi, I said there is no such thing as resurrection. I am a man, and I am still a dead man. My body is rotten into bones. How can I give birth to myself?" come out?"
This is completely unrealistic.
Unlike his relaxed rejoicing, Lin Su had a stern look on his face.
Seeing the shadow, the young man couldn't help but feel frightened.
"Even so, it's better than nothing." Qi Shan used Shen Tang's words to persuade him back then to persuade Lin Su, but Lin Su didn't accept this trick. His obsession was heavier than Qi Shan's, "So what if it's not him? What about the newborn? ?The road must be walked step by step!"
Taking this step will at least bring you closer to your goal.
Seeing his stubbornness, Qi Shan did not stop him anymore.
It's just that the other party wants help, and praying for kindness can't help it.
He had a premonition that if he got involved, he would definitely fall into the obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he would not know what he would do if he became paranoid. In the words of the Lord, literary scholars are a group of people who on the surface seem to be able to take care of themselves, and their brains are functioning well. , a mental illness that may occur once the keyword is triggered. It is not a disease to say it is a disease, but it can kill people if it is committed!
This gate cannot be opened!
Qishan expressed his polite refusal, and Lin Su pursed her lips and remained silent.
Just when Qi Shan thought that the other party had given up, Lin Su reached out and took out a small accessory from his waistband, and pushed the accessory in front of Qi Shan. When he took his hand away, Qi Shan saw the whole accessory clearly. Like being struck by lightning! It was a jade with a double-tailed fish and its tail, and the jade pattern was engraved with the Qi family crest that Qi Shan was very familiar with.
"This is……"
Qishan's throat was choked and he lost his voice.
Shouldn't this jade be buried in the holy land of mountains and seas with its owner? Why does it appear here? Why?
Qishan's eyes widened and his fingers trembled, not daring to touch it.
It's as if it is a piece of fragile glass.
Lin Su's faint voice sounded next to her ears: "Qizhushe, do you think this thing looks familiar? It should belong to your close friend?"
PS: Sigh, some lessons really need to be fined to be remembered long. A relative was involved in a car accident with someone, and he didn’t know the handling process at all. After verbally speaking to the other victim, he drove away. The other party called the police and he became a runaway┓(` )┏
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