After Yu Shaodong finished speaking, he didn't care that the shopkeepers were glaring at him, and walked away calmly with his hands behind his back.
The shopkeepers who stayed where they were were filled with despair, but no one went after Yu Shaodong.
Yu Shaodong's eating looks were so ugly that he not only wanted everyone to cut his flesh, but also wanted everyone's lives.
For someone like Fu Yong, who spent all his money and life to buy cotton, if he really sells it at Yu Shaodong's price, then his decades of hard work will be back to the past. Who can bear this?
Therefore, even if Yu Shaodong threatens everyone and lowers the price tomorrow, no one wants to sell.
Fu Yong's standing body swayed a few times, and he couldn't stand anymore, so he sat down on the ground. He looked at the sky with dull eyes, full of deathly gray.
Xiong Shi was in the banknote bureau, still wondering why Fu Yong hadn't brought the cotton for so long. Logically speaking, he should have come back long ago. After all, he set off two days early. Could it be that Fu Yong is greedy and wants to charge more?
Thinking of this, Xiong Shi suddenly felt worried.
At this time, Xiong Shi was notified by the clerk that someone calling himself Fu Yong wanted to see him.
Xiong Shi felt refreshed after hearing this. After waiting for two days, he finally got the person. Before the clerk could bring the people in, Xiong Shi came out to see the clerk.
As soon as they met, Xiong Shi immediately asked: "Why are you here alone? Where is your shopkeeper?"
"Sir, the shopkeeper asked me to bring you a message~"
Following the man's narration, Xiong Shi quickly understood what was going on.
He did not expect that such a change would occur at this juncture.
But there was nothing he could do about this matter. He was not familiar with the people in the Inspection Department, let alone officials. He didn't even know a single official.
Xiong Shi walked back and forth in the room several times, but still couldn't give a definite answer, so he had to wave the waiter to go back first.
After thinking about it, Xiong Shi felt that he had to report this matter to the adults. Maybe Mr. Han could do something about it.
Han Du was drinking tea leisurely.
It's good to be a leader, even though he is only an eighth-grade official. But in this one-third-of-an-acre land of Baochao Lifting Company, it was he who had the final say.
As long as things are arranged, someone will naturally do it, without him having to do it himself.
As the saying goes: "If something happens, Xiong Shi will do it, and it will be fine..."
Bah, bah, bah!
Han Du doesn't like this.
Xiong Shi stood outside the door and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Han Du's voice came out immediately.
As soon as Xiong Shi came in, he said: "Sir."
Han Du was holding the teacup, glanced up at Xiong Shi, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Are you busy harvesting cotton? How many kilograms have you harvested now? Is it enough?" Han Du wanted to pay two hundred coins a day. At such a high price, collecting five thousand kilograms of cotton doesn’t seem like a joke?
Faced with Han Du's questions one after another, Xiong Shi showed a wry smile on his face, "Sir, I have been waiting at the banknote bureau for several days, but I haven't received a pound of cotton."
Is there such a weird thing? Han Du glanced at Xiong Shi in surprise. Isn’t it true that a businessman smells profit like a shark smells blood? He asked doubtfully: "Are those businessmen unwilling to go to other places to traffic cotton?"
Xiong Shi shook his head and said: "The businessmen are very willing, and they act quickly. After the official announced the news of purchasing cotton at the Banknote Bureau, he heard that many businessmen rushed to other places overnight."
Sensing that things might be beyond his expectation, Han Du frowned slightly, "What on earth is going on?"
"The lower official was also very surprised, so he sent someone to inquire about it." Xiong Shi spread his hands helplessly, "I just got the news. I heard that people from the Inspection Department stopped those vendors, and they are now blocked at the intersection. , it’s been several days.”
Hearing that things had changed, Han Du put down the tea cup in his hand and asked doubtfully: "The inspection department inspects everything, why should they be blocked outside?"
"I don't know why," Xiong Shi replied, suddenly changing his tone, "But the person who inquired about the information came back and said that the people from the inspection department blocked the cotton outside and did not inspect it or let it pass. , anyway, just chill there without paying attention."
Don't care?
'Then this is deliberately looking for trouble. Han Du's eyes narrowed, and a gloomy look appeared on his face. He offended a lot of civil servants by building roads, and Han Du was always on guard against them. Unexpectedly, it has been calm all this time. Han Du thought it was Lao Zhu who helped him suppress the civil servants. Unexpectedly, he would be in trouble with him here?
Thinking of this, Han Du no longer hesitated. "Let's go and have a look with this officer. I want to see how capable the inspection department is and whether they can stop me."
Fu Yong and others were in a stalemate with Yu Shaodong for another day, but the result still did not change at all.
Facing the angry glares of all the shopkeepers, Yu Shaodong seemed happier and happier. This happiness was indeed based on the pain of others.
Patting the fan in his hand, Yu Shaodong ignored everyone's anger with a smile on his face and said lightly: "How are you guys thinking about it? Today is thirty cents per pound, so I'll take as much as you can. After today, this won't be the case. The price is gone, I’m afraid it will only be twenty cents a pound tomorrow.”
Yu Shaodong's arrogance angered everyone.
Fu Yong stepped forward and scolded unceremoniously: "Yu Shaodong, just give up on this idea. Even if I, Fu Yong, go bankrupt, I will not let a villain like you succeed. Even if I burn it with a fire. , I won’t sell you one or two.”
After hearing Fu Yong's words, Yu Shaodong had a gloomy look on his face. If, as Fu Yong said, he would rather burn it than sell it to him, that would be a real trouble. After all, if he wants to make a fortune, he has to sell cotton to the banknote bureau. If he doesn't even have cotton, how can he make a fortune?
However, Yu Shaodong didn't worry too much. He knew that what Fu Yong said was just an angry word. It was something that was weighing on his family and life. How could he just burn it unless he had to do it as a last resort?
After two extra days, there will come a time when these vendors can’t stand it any longer. Isn't it Yu Shaodong who has the final say whether to make it round or flat?
Yu Shaodong stopped talking and just sat aside and drank tea quietly.
Although Fu Yong's harsh words were strong, the shopkeepers' hearts were filled with sadness. I would rather burn it than sell it. Although this is what everyone thinks, ideas are ideas and reality is reality. Who among the people here is supporting a whole family? How can a jar be broken so easily?
But no one was willing to sell it to Yu Shaodong for thirty cents per pound.
When Han Du came here, the two groups of people were confronting each other.
Han Du glanced at Yu Shaodong and saw that he was not an official, so he didn't care and walked straight towards the merchant with Xiong Shi.
When the shopkeepers saw an official and someone walking towards them, they didn't understand what was going on and stood up looking at each other. Although Fu Yong didn't know Han Du, he knew Xiong Shi behind Han Du. When he saw Xiong Shi's arrival, he thought things had turned around and he felt ecstatic.
However, Fu Yong has been in business for many years and has long been indifferent to emotions and anger. As soon as a smile appeared on his face, he immediately suppressed it. He pretended to be like the people around him and looked at Han Du and his party curiously.
Yu Shaodong saw Han Du wearing official uniform. Although he was only an eighth-grade man, he saw that things had changed and he also surrounded him.
Han Du looked at the carts of cotton behind these shopkeepers and showed a satisfied smile. Based on the quantity at a glance, five thousand kilograms was more than enough.
He cupped his hands and said politely: "I, Han Du, am responsible for the promotion of treasure banknotes. I would like to thank all the shopkeepers for their help in transporting the cotton."
Han Du's attitude flattered all the shopkeepers and they even said they didn't dare.
Although these shopkeepers usually deal with some petty officials, they have never met anyone who treats them as equals like Han Du. Even if they see a ninth-grade official, these shopkeepers are inferior to others and serve them carefully.
When Fu Yong heard Han Du's introduction, he knew that the turning point was coming. He hurriedly squeezed in front of him and said with a wry smile: "Little man Fu Yong, thank you for your compliment, but under the current situation, we can't deliver the cotton to the banknote bureau. .”
Han Du was about to ask Fu Yong what was going on here, when Yu Shaodong on the side stepped forward to talk.
"My lord, I am Yu Shaodong, the owner of Fuqi Trading Company..."
Han Du glanced at Yu Shaodong, and before he finished speaking, he said sternly: "Who are you, worthy of talking to me?"
Yu Shaodong's words were choked in Han Du's throat, and he felt suffocated and angry. Han Du was just an eighth-grade official, so he dared to humiliate him like this. It was not like he had never seen an eighth-grade official before. In addition, he had enjoyed the feeling of being superior in front of these shopkeepers in the past few days, and was suddenly stepped into the mud by Han Du. How could he not be angry?
But no matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do against Han Du.
Han Du ignored Yu Shaodong, turned to look at the inspection department officer on the side, and asked: "Why can everyone let go, but they can't?"
The officer from the Inspection Department knew more about current affairs than Yu Shaodong. He quickly put on a smile and said, "Sir, please don't make things difficult for me. I will do whatever the superiors arrange. How about I go ask the superiors?"
Whether the yamen servant was slippery or not, Han Du had no intention of arguing with him. He asked quietly, "Can't even I get through?"
The yamen servant continued to smile and said: "As you said, you can come and leave whenever you want."
Han Du narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "That's good."
Turning to look at the shopkeepers, "I have collected all the cotton here. Two hundred coins per pound, I will accept as many as there are. If you can trust me, you will report your respective amounts, and then put them on the banknotes." Just collect the money from the bureau. Of course, I also need your help. I can move these several thousand kilograms of cotton back by myself. I need your work to help me transport it to the banknote bureau. I don’t know what the shopkeepers think. How is it?"
