The person from the Inspection Department looked cold and shook off Fu Yong's hand, saying: "How can there be so many reasons? If you say you can't pass, you just can't pass. I'm just a government servant. If you want to know why, ask the adults above. "
Seeing that this man was not accommodating at all, Fu Yong gritted his teeth and quietly stuffed a piece of silver into his hand. "Invite some adults to have a drink, please be accommodating. I also know your inspection masters."
The officer flipped his hand and the broken silver disappeared instantly. Although there was a smile on his face, the words he spoke were the same as before, without any change, "This is the order given by the Inspector. If Shopkeeper Fu has a way, he can go find the Inspector himself."
Fu Yong's face froze after hearing this, and he retreated helplessly.
Collect money and do nothing! Fu Yong has seen too many such things.
As the saying goes: The king of hell is easy to deal with but the devil is difficult to deal with. Maybe if you go to the inspector, you might be able to help.
Thinking of this, Fu Yong called a guy over and said, "Go and find out where the inspector is and come back as soon as you get the news."
The waiter quickly responded: "Yes." Then he ran out quickly.
Fu Yong looked at the departing man, his heart full of anxiety. He knew how important time was to him now.
The Banknote Bureau only accepts 5,000 kilograms of cotton, and there are more than 1,000 kilograms here in the capital, leaving only more than 3,000 kilograms of empty space. It was only because he had the first-mover advantage that he dared to purchase two thousand kilograms and transport it. If you are delayed here, once the people behind you come back, you may not be able to sell more than half of your two thousand kilograms.
Not to mention making money on this trip, I also lost a lot of money.
The guy worked hard and brought the news back quickly. It's just that this news is a bit unfriendly to Fu Yong, "Shopkeeper, the inspector is sick and will not see any guests."
Big trouble!
Fu Yong let out a heavy breath. He was sick here and there. He didn't want to get into trouble.
From the next day, no matter how anxious Fu Yong was, the traders who went out to buy cotton began to come back one after another.
But without exception, they were all stopped by people from the Inspection Department.
One vendor who thought he had someone above him went up to argue with the people from the Inspection Department, and was ridiculed by them.
He threatened: "This is a routine matter. When the inspection is completed, we will naturally let them pass."
As for the merchant, he asked the inspection department personnel when the inspection would be completed.
The reply was: "They don't know either. They can only wait for the order from above."
The merchant was stopped at the point where he was about to make a lot of money, and naturally he was very angry. Try your best to find your respective relationships.
But what makes them despair is that these adults, who are usually superior in their eyes, are all sick without exception.
The fourth day.
In the past few days, Fu Yong has lost the high spirits he had at the beginning. He seems to have aged several years and become much more haggard. He no longer dares to expect to get rich, and he is very satisfied if he can maintain his capital this time.
Several shopkeepers, who were usually enemies, gathered together.
Suddenly, a shopkeeper angrily cursed: "I see that the inspection department is deliberately going against us. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so long, so everyone can pass, but we who traffic in cotton can't. Why?"
"Do you even need to say this? Who among us doesn't know now that this is the inspection department deliberately making things difficult for us?" Another older shopkeeper said something, then looked at Fu Yong and said: "Shopkeeper Fu, now You have the most cotton, so you have to think of something."
The experiences of the past few days have turned all the shopkeepers present into ants on a hot pot.
As soon as the words came out just now, everyone started talking, and they all said to Fu Yong.
"That's right, Shopkeeper Fu, please say something. You are more knowledgeable than us. You can even know in advance that the Banknote Bureau is going to purchase cotton."
...
Fu Yong was about to speak, but was interrupted by a wave of a hand next to him, "Shopkeeper Fu, don't deny it. Look at how much cotton you have collected, at least two thousand kilograms. Ask everyone here who dares to collect it in one go. So much in hand? We were all afraid that others would get there first, so we collected a few hundred kilograms and hurriedly delivered it. But you were lucky. Not only did you collect two thousand kilograms of cotton, you also arrived earlier than everyone else. If you hadn't arrived in advance When you get the news, do you believe it yourself?”
No one is a fool. One look at Fu Yong's actions and know that he must have received the news in advance.
Seeing that he couldn't deny it, Fu Yong had to lower his head and admit: "Everyone, I got the news a little ahead of time. But that's from the Banknote Bureau and has nothing to do with the Inspection Department. Like everyone else, what can I do? "
The shopkeepers also sighed after hearing this, feeling that what Fu Yong said was reasonable.
However, a different voice still appeared: "Shopkeeper Fu, when did this happen? Let's treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor. You send someone to ask, what if something becomes clear?"
Fu Yong thought, this is okay, it is better than waiting here in vain, unable to do anything.
He waved his hand and called a waiter over, whispered a few words in his ear, and told him to find Xiong Shi.
Not long after the guy left, an unexpected person broke in.
When the visitor saw a group of people gathering together and sighing, but no one noticed him, he raised his voice and said, "Everyone, shopkeepers, you are well. Yu, please be polite."
Fu Yong and others looked at the visitor one after another and saw that it was Yu Shaodong, the owner of Fuqi Trading Company.
They all stood up and returned the greeting.
“Dong Yu’s family, you’re welcome and safe.”
Someone who was impatient blurted out: "Dong Yu, you also sell cotton, were you stopped by the inspection department?"
"The Yudong family is a real person with great hands and eyes. Now everyone is saved."
Yu Shaodong laughed, did not answer, and looked at everyone with a smile.
The scene went from lively to quiet quickly.
At this time, Fu Yong also noticed that something was wrong. There was no man around Yu Shaodong, and there was no convoy. It didn't look like he was trafficking cotton at all.
Fu Yong stepped forward and asked, "Why did the Yu Dong family come here?"
"Of course I'm here to save everyone." Yu Shaodong looked at everyone with a smile in his eyes, as if looking at a group of fat sheep.
Fu Yong was very uncomfortable being looked at by Yu Shaodong, and the bad feeling in his heart was even worse. He asked in a dry voice: "How to save him?"
Yu Shaodong laughed and said, "Isn't it because everyone has been spending so many days here because the cotton can't be sold? I bought everyone's cotton, didn't I save everyone?"
Pick peaches!
Fu Yong's eyes widened and he looked at Yu Shaodong with gritted teeth. I think he was running around taking back the cotton, wasn't it just to make a fortune? Now, just when he was about to make a fortune, he had to be cut off.
Yu Shaodong is not just sitting back and enjoying the harvest, picking peaches, what is he doing?
Other shopkeepers also responded one after another.
"Okay, Yu Dong's family. I was talking about how the inspection department suddenly blocked the road without any idea, and specifically stopped us. It turns out it was you."
"Dong Yu, the way you look when you eat is a bit too ugly."
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Facing the accusations from everyone, Yu Shaodong remained calm and didn't take it to heart at all. In his opinion, these small and small households are rubbish, and they are not even qualified to be taken seriously by him.
No matter how many shopkeepers criticized Yu Shaodong, Yu Shaodong always looked indifferent.
As time went by, everyone gradually became quiet on their own.
Yu Shaodong then spoke slowly: "Say, keep talking, why don't you say anything anymore?"
The shopkeepers were silent for a while.
"Aren't you going to tell me?" Yu Shaodong glanced at everyone and sneered: "If you don't tell me, I'll tell you. Today you have to sell whether you want to sell or not. No matter how long you stay here, this road will never be the same. I’ll put some cotton over there.”
"Good tricks, Dong Yu's family is really good at it. You can get all the cotton without any effort." An older shopkeeper clapped his hands and sighed with gritted teeth. "I admit it. The Yudong family has such means. It's time to make a fortune. One hundred coins per catty. If the Yudong family gives me the capital, this trip will be regarded as the old man running errands for you."
All the shopkeepers were silent for a while. Naturally, no one would be willing to make a fortune right before their eyes, but have to be cut off for nothing. But what can we do if we don’t give in? Even if they continue to endure here with Yu Shaodong, it will be to no avail.
They all came with team members, and a day spent eating horses and chewing is not a small amount.
Yu Shaodong could bear it, but they couldn't.
Many shopkeepers were very excited to hear that they could keep their business.
However, Fu Yong was still unwilling to give in. He was different from those small shopkeepers. In order to hurry up, they did not receive much cotton. Even if they sold it to the banknote bureau, they only earned dozens of taels of silver.
But Fu Yong received two thousand kilograms, which would be enough for him to earn several hundred taels of silver if sold to the Banknote Bureau. The mentality of losing dozens of taels of silver and losing hundreds of taels of silver is completely different.
When Yu Shaodong saw that everyone was submissive, he closed the fan in his hand and said, "I think you have misunderstood. When did I say that I would give you a price of one hundred Wen per catty?"
"Then how much will you give me?" The old man suddenly said, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.
Yu Shaodong said quietly, "Forty cents per pound, I can only give you this price. After all, this is the price when I buy cotton."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was furious.
"This is impossible!"
"That's right, it's impossible. You, Dongjia Yu, are going too far. When you harvested cotton, it was on the market. But the price for us to collect it now is already higher. And when we went there, the truck was empty. This man eats horses. All you chew is money.”
Yu Shaodong was too lazy to bargain with these people anymore. He waved his hand to stop the noisy scene and said bluntly: "That's the price, forty cents per catty. If you are willing to sell it, forget it. If you don't want to, let it go. In business, what is required is mutual consent. But I can remind you that if you don’t sell it today, you won’t even get the same price tomorrow.”
