Xu Lu had long forgotten the humiliation of his master Gao, who was practicing Cuju. He only had one thought in his mind: Where can he get food?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... No, it’s His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!
I had heard about some tracks earlier, and people in their guild even laughed at them. What is the water transport like, what is the Bianhe River like, and His Highness the Prince actually boasted about Haikou, saying it was comparable to water transport...
"Qiu Er, go out of the west gate..."
Xu Lu has basically made up his mind...
The driver didn't know what his boss meant, so he obeyed his boss and headed west, toward the Huimin River.
"Dong...dong's house..."
I'm speechless, I can't stop being speechless. It's been a long time since I've been here. When did this place have a city... It's just a city.
From a distance, you can see the towering chimneys in the city, with thick white smoke constantly rising...
"this……"
Xu Lu was also stunned. There was actually a city here...
"Who is it? Don't come any closer, otherwise you won't be rude!"
It's still far away, but some people have stopped drinking.
"Qiu Er, go south along the national highway..."
This time they didn't go far when Xu Lu called the driver to stop.
Understood, everything understood. Looking at so many carriages running on the track, Xu Lu knew that this time, the entire grain guild was buried.
He wanted to kneel on the ground and cry bitterly...
Decades of savings were lost like this!
Who is to blame? Can you blame the court? Or can you blame His Highness the Crown Prince? If there had not been greed and if this disaster fortune had not been made, all the plans of His Highness the Crown Prince would have been useless, and these grain merchants would not have fallen into it.
God...this is a sin! You will be punished for your own sin!
"Qiu Er, go back to the city! Tell our stores to reduce prices across the board. The price of food will be the same as the shops that reduced prices today."
"If anyone asks me, just say that I went to Xingyang to raise money..."
We can't go back to Bianliang, at least not now.
Xu Lu didn't want to think about anything else. He had a large family to support him. At this time, he couldn't care about the same enemies. He had to retreat when it was time to retreat.
Maybe by withdrawing now, I can reduce some losses, but if it's too late... I'm afraid I'll lose all my capital.
"My boss..."
"Don't worry. Drop me off at Shilipu. I'll stay at the post station for a few days. When the price of grain in Bianliang drops no further, you can pick me up again."
"Remember, tell your family that you must follow those stores that cut prices! No one can disobey! This is my token... Let's go quickly..."
I don't want to read anymore, I can't stand it anymore. At the stall where he was talking to Qiu Er, three carriages have already entered the city... Such a big carriage, how much food must be hauled!
I stopped watching it. The more I watched it, the more uncomfortable it became. It was so frustrating that I felt like dying!
Qiu Er put down his boss and ran towards the city desperately.
After all, Chang Sui, who has been following his boss for many years, understands some things.
Hurry up, hurry up, and lower the price sooner, the more you can recover and the less you lose.
He also knows that these carriages...ah! Why are there carriages here too?
He didn't pay attention when he was leaving the city, but only then did he see three carriages lined up along the wall of the west city gate, all of which were eight horses, just like on the track...
The guild wants to buy up these grains... It's looking for death! Buy it up? Just buy it!
No, you have to go faster!
The owner hid out, and his meaning was very clear. He had to lower his prices quietly so that no one would know about it.
There were already more people in the market. Qiu Er drove the carriage into the city and couldn't run at all.
I can only hold back my anxiety and slowly move forward along with the crowd...
"Fifty cents, it's all new rice."
"Buy it?"
"Buy! Buy less. Anyway, there is no shortage of food in Bianliang. Let's buy less to improve. By the way, the food in Changpingcang is indeed unpalatable."
"I heard that Changpingcang has also changed its grain. It's all new grain..."
"There are so many grain stores in Bianliang that charge fifty cents. How much grain do we need?"
"Tch! Don't you know? I heard that there are now ten large boats on the Bian River, all loaded with grain, waiting for my boss to go to the water gate to clear the customs."
"How do you know the result? The boss didn't come!"
"Why?"
"Do you still need to ask? I haven't seen these grain stores putting grain on the streets. It's just that the warehouses are full! The warehouses are full, where should the grains shipped from the ships be put?"
"My house is empty, let me put twenty coins in my house!"
There was a burst of laughter and a burst of slapstick.
All the way Qiu Er entered the city, these words were heard in his ears.
In the past six months, the whole Bianliang community has been suffering. When has it ever ridiculed food like this? Today it was ridiculed.
They are all relaxed and happy. Maybe the owners of the grain store will not be happy, right?
There was no one at the door of his grain store, but Qiu Er went in through the back door very carefully.
"The big shopkeeper..."
"Qiu Er, where is the boss? Did you borrow the money?"
"Shopkeeper, this is the owner's token. The owner asked all our grain stores to reduce their prices, and they must be the same as those stores that have reduced their prices today."
"What?"
"Big shopkeeper, I went with my boss to the Huimin River. There is a city there. I went south with my boss and saw the track... It's the track that His Highness the Prince said."
"That carriage...a very big carriage...has been delivering goods to that city. The boss said it was all food..."
"When I returned to the city, outside the west gate, there was still that kind of carriage, a very big carriage, a carriage pulled by eight horses, a carriage that could carry ten thousand stones of grain..."
He kept repeating: A very big carriage. Because Qiu Er could only think of the carriage. He was also driving a carriage, but he felt that the carriage he was driving was like a doll's toy compared with that carriage.
The shopkeeper probably understood.
But what will happen to this guild?
No matter what, just worry about your own life and death first.
The Xu family's grain store quietly put up a sign: Fifty cents per bucket!
The shopkeeper is very worried. Without his boss, the guild's anger will be focused on him.
In the back hall of the grain store, I was pacing back and forth. I also thought of an excuse: I really couldn't raise the money, so I had to sell some grain first to raise money for the guild...
I thought too much and no one paid attention to his price reduction.
There are too many grain stores in Bianliang that cost fifty cents per dou. Who cares if there is one more.
The only people who pay attention are those passing by or around, and even regular customers will ask casually, or buy a small amount...
Everyone thinks that there is too much grain in Bianliang and the price will be reduced.
There is no way, there is food on the street now, there must be too much and there is no place to put it.
As for the guild... people are coming back one after another. At this time, I don't want to wait for everyone. Even if I know that someone is retreating, I can't point it out or dare to point it out.
Once it is discovered that one person has done this, everyone will be careful and make their own decisions.
"The guild will keep some people behind, waiting for the funds later. The others are now all dispersed, using horse-drawn carriages to pull money to buy grain..."
It's all about building momentum. Even if you are overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum and have difficulty breathing, you still have to build up your own momentum!