Boss Wei was listening to Old Man Han when he suddenly saw a figure flashing in the darkness in the distance. In a daze, Boss Wei seemed to see hundreds of figures groping towards this side in the darkness.
It was so late that the hungry people would not dare to approach the company's station. The company commander, Old Man Han, who was sitting on the grain truck, stood up suddenly and shouted:
"There are thieves! Everyone get up!"
Boss Wei opened his eyes and was about to raise his gun, but the man next to him had already raised his rifle first. A spark flashed from the gun, and only a crisp "pop" was heard, and a scream came from the darkness.
After Mantou fired this shot, he was a little surprised. He originally just fired randomly, but he didn't expect to hit anyone. He fired randomly into the dark and could hit the target, which shows the density of thieves.
The other soldiers who had fallen asleep got up one by one. Amid the roars of officers at all levels, the soldiers quickly entered a fighting state. They stood guard on all sides of the grain truck with rifles, pointing their guns at the people running in the darkness.
of black shadow.
Charge and load the bullet. Although the thief in the darkness has not yet appeared, and although the 80-meter bonfire lighting up the nearby bonfire cannot reveal the figure of the thief, the soldiers have already started shooting at the figure in the darkness. Crack, crack, crack.
Gunshots continued to sound, and screams could be heard from time to time.
However, the battle ended soon. These thieves were not big thieves like Li Zicheng, and they could not confront the two hundred tiger troops. Seeing the fierce firepower here, the thieves lost confidence in looting and gradually retreated.
Boss Wei kept aiming his gun in the darkness, but he still couldn't find the target to shoot. After waiting for a while, he found that the black figures gradually fled into the distance.
Boss Wei snorted coldly and put down the rifle. He touched the notches on the butt of the rifle with his hand, as if he regretted not being able to shoot a few thieves.
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On the afternoon of the next day, the grain transport team arrived at Tangyin County, Zhangde Prefecture, Henan Province.
I heard that some people were transporting food through the chaotic disaster area to sell in the county. The streets of the small Tangyin County were deserted. All the people crowded outside the city. Obviously, this small county has been plagued by food shortages for a long time.
Although Zhangde Prefecture is located to the north of the Yellow River, it has also experienced the severe drought in Henan in the past few years. The post-disaster situation is as complicated as other states and counties south of the Yellow River. The only advantage is that the intruders have not yet invaded the north of the Yellow River, so the county
It was still safe, and the gentry was still the local ruling class.
In the crowded crowd, company commander Old Man Han looked at the Henanese people around him, waved to Boss Wei, then sat on the grain truck, lit up his dry pipe and started smoking.
This old man Han was a heavy smoker. He not only had cigarettes but also pipes and pipes on him. He smoked countless cigarettes in a day.
Boss Wei took a deep breath knowing that Old Man Han wanted him to organize the food sale.
He cleared his throat and jumped onto a grain truck. He was accustomed to being in the limelight and had no stage fright in front of thousands of people.
Boss Wei waved his hand forward, as if an official was shouting to the people: "People, we are the grain transport team of Duke Jin. This time we have transported cheap grain to the people of Zhangde Prefecture. We
What we are selling is cheap grain, two taels and five cents per stone, which is considered a good deed done by the Duke of Jin to the people of Zhangde Prefecture..."
Before Mr. Wei finished speaking, a businessman in silk and satin shouted loudly: "Three liang and one stone, I will buy two hundred stones!"
Before the merchant finished speaking, another old gentleman with white hair and beard shouted: "Three taels and five yuan a stone, I will buy four hundred stones!"
A middle-aged gentleman wearing a Confucian scarf snorted coldly and shouted loudly: "Four liang and one stone, I bought all the eight hundred stones of rice and noodles!"
People kept jumping out to increase their stakes, wanting to eat the eight hundred stones of rice and noodles.
Boss Wei frowned as he watched the wealthy gentry and merchants around him keep raising the price of food.
The rich people in Tangyin County did not seem to be buying rice and noodles, but seemed to be robbing them. Soon, the price of food was raised by the gentry and merchants to five liang and one stone.
In this time of continuous famine, food is everything.
In fact, Boss Wei didn't know that the rice noodles in Tangyin City had been sold for six liang and one stone. If these gentry and merchants bought grain from Boss Wei, they would make as much as they bought.
The small townsfolk in Tangyin County were all sallow and skinny. They stared longingly at the grain trucks guarded by the Huben Army and the bags of rice and noodles, their eyes widened. They did not have the financial resources to raise prices with these gentry.
Obviously, these 800 shi of grain will be bought into the granary by the gentry without any suspense.
When these grains are sold by the gentry, I don’t know what the price will be.
Boss Wei was a little annoyed. He looked at the gentry who were raising prices and shouted loudly: "What price are you raising? Did I ask you to raise the price? This grain is not only sold to you gentlemen!"
The gentry standing in front of the grain truck looked at each other in shock when they heard Boss Wei's scolding. They were well-dressed men in Tangyin City, and they never expected that they would be scolded by a small squad leader of the Tiger Army.
However, for the sake of food at this time, they had nothing to do even if they were scolded, they still stayed by the food truck and were reluctant to leave.
Boss Wei no longer ignored the gentry, but shouted to the surrounding ordinary people: "People of Tangyin, we, the Duke of Jin, did not come to Henan to make money for the country. There is a drought in Henan, and the Duke of Jin only regrets that he lacks the ability to save it.
The people of Henan Province. However, the grain transported to Henan by the Jin State will never be sold at sky-high prices!"
"Our rice and noodles sell for 2 taels and five cents per stone, which is thirteen cents per catty. Each person can only buy thirty catties. Those who want to buy rice and noodles come up and line up."
After hearing Boss Wei's words, the eyes of the people in Tangyin County shone brightly and their brows were filled with joy.
Rice and noodles cost 225 yuan per stone, which is almost the price before the disaster. At such a price, even the most ordinary citizens can afford it.
The Duke of Jin really came to save the people of Henan.
However, the powerful gentry still gathered at the front of the grain truck. The people in Tangyin County did not dare to push these gentry away and only looked at Boss Wei helplessly.
The gentry in front of the grain truck looked at Boss Wei in surprise, wondering what Li Zhi's Tiger Army was doing. They wanted to sell grain to the people at a low price if they didn't make any money.
Boss Wei was not afraid of trouble and could always control the situation. Seeing that the gentry were lining up and disobeying him, he glared and put his hand on the handle of the blunderbuss: "You gentlemen, didn't you hear what I said?
If you want to buy food, start lining up, if you don’t buy it, get out!”
The gentry looked at the gun on Boss Wei's waist and became a little scared. Some gentry thought that thirty pounds was of no use, so they turned around and left. Some small landowners thought that fly legs were also meat, so they started to queue up, preparing to buy thirty pounds.
Let’s talk about it when we get back.
Boss Wei nodded and shouted: "Steamed buns!"
Steamed Bun and several of Boss Wei's subordinates ran over with scale beams and began to sell grain to the Henan people in the queue. chaptererror;
