Such joy comes from heaven, why do the shopkeepers have any objections? He quickly thanked Han Du with tears of gratitude.
"Your Majesty is merciful, I believe in you."
Han Du's words were a surprise to the shopkeepers, and a bolt from the blue for Yu Shaodong. If Han Du had taken away the cotton here, wouldn't the four of them have been working in vain for so long?
How should he explain it to others?
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Yu Shaodong's forehead. He didn't care much. He rushed forward and took Han Du's arm and said, "Sir, you can't do this, you can't do this, sir."
"Oh? What should we do?" Han Du asked calmly.
Yu Shaodong smiled, as if he was confident, "Even if you want to buy it, you should buy it from us. How about we collect the cotton from them and sell it to you? You will buy whoever you want, and we will work together then. Could you please deliver it to the banknote bureau?"
Han Du saw that when Yu Shaodong was talking, the shopkeepers looked at Yu Shaodong with hatred, and asked: "Seeing that you have been in a stalemate here for a long time, why didn't you even buy any cotton? Is it the price? Haven't we reached an agreement? How much do you give them per pound?"
Yu Shaodong smiled and said nothing.
Seeing this, Fu Yong secretly thought something bad, so he interjected: "Your Excellency, it is clear to you. If the price offered by Yu Dongjia can allow us to keep our capital, we will accept it, but he wants our lives and only gives three dollars." Ten coins a pound."
Hearing this, Han Du glanced at Yu Shaodong coldly. I originally thought that this man wanted to ride a donkey and act as a middleman to earn the price difference, but I didn't expect that he would be so ruthless.
"Thirty cents per pound?" Han Du shook his head and sighed: "The price is really cheap. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it even when new cotton comes on the market."
He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Shaodong, "With such a cheap price, how much are you prepared to sell to me per kilogram? Two hundred coins?"
Yu Shaodong shook his head and said with a smile: "My lord, this is wrong. Since ancient times, rare things have been valued. Since cotton is something unique to us, if you want to buy it, you will naturally have to increase the price."
A gloomy look appeared on Han Du's face, and he asked coldly: "Oh? How much more?"
Yu Shaodong put away his fan and gestured to Handu to draw a number, "Four hundred coins per pound, and you need to buy all the cotton we have."
Are you trying to convince yourself? Am I that weak and can be bullied?
"Then do you want me to sign a contract with you and buy your cotton this year?" Han Du's calm tone contained anger.
Yu Shaodong did not realize the profound meaning contained in Han Du's words. Instead, he was attracted by Han Du's words and praised: "This method is wonderful!"
Han Du smiled and waved to Yu Shaodong, "Come here, come closer."
Yu Shaodong thought Han Du was weak, so he came closer.
Han Du raised his palm and slapped Yu Shaodong hard on the face unceremoniously. The loud sound shocked everyone around.
Yu Shaodong was even more stunned by the slap and fell to the ground without regaining consciousness. His face suddenly turned red. He had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child.
Han Du glanced at him contemptuously and said coldly: "Who do you think you are, worthy of flirting with me? Be careful, I will accuse you of attacking an official of the imperial court."
Attacking an official of the imperial court would mean being exiled for thousands of miles at the least. Yu Shaodong's face instantly started to sweat profusely. In front of Han Du, he didn't even dare to say a harsh word, got up and left in a hurry.
After watching the show, the shopkeepers on the side even looked at Han Du with different eyes. When Han Du first arrived, he was smiling, polite, and spoke kindly, which made them think that this adult was a good person and a good person. But he didn't expect that he would use thunderous means in an instant and easily deal with Yu Shaodong.
Now everyone looked at Han Du with awe.
After taking care of Yu Shaodong, Han Du regained the smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiong Shi, "Since all the shopkeepers have no objections, go to this gentleman to register over there. You can report how many kilograms you have, but Don’t lie or conceal anything.”
The shopkeepers all trembled and said hurriedly: "Don't dare, don't worry, sir. We are all businessmen of our own responsibilities, and we must be honest."
Han Du nodded with satisfaction.
Each shopkeeper reported a number, and Xiong Shi wrote down one. In this way, there is no need to even use a scale, so the progress is very fast. Within a short time, all the numbers were recorded by Xiong Shi.
Han Du looked at the list handed over by Xiong Shi, glanced at it, and made a rough calculation. It was about eight thousand kilograms, which was much more than originally expected. But I didn’t care about it. Anyway, I would use it to make treasure banknotes in the future, so it didn’t matter if I bought more.
When he was ready, Han Du waved his hand and asked all the vehicles to follow him back.
Seeing this, the officer on the side gritted his teeth and stood in front of Han Du, "Your Majesty, you are being disrespectful."
When the shopkeepers heard this, they all turned their gazes over, but unlike before, where they were heartbroken, now they looked on with a relaxed look.
Han Du glanced at him and said calmly: "What, you want to stop me? You just said it yourself, I can go there."
"If the adults want to pass, the little one will naturally not stop him," the yamen servant smiled and changed his tone, "But these cottons cannot pass. This is the order I received. Please don't embarrass me."
Han Du stretched out his hand and pointed around behind him, "Did you just see that these cottons belong to me now, and you can't pass by?"
Faced with Han Du's pressure, the sweat rolled down like beans on the Yamen's face. He saw with his own eyes how Han Du beat Yu Shaodong just now, but even if he was beaten by Han Du today, he could not give in. A beating was more serious than losing his job, but he could still handle it.
"My lord, you have, but cotton can't pass." That's what the yamen officer said to death.
Han Du snorted coldly and was about to have an attack, but was stopped by a voice.
"My lord, calm down and have something to say."
Han Du saw that the visitor was not an official. He was wearing a blue gown and looked like a teacher.
"Who are you?" Han Du asked with a frown.
The visitor laughed and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. Master Han only needs to know who my master is. This is not the place to talk. Why don't you please move over and talk in detail?"
Han Du curled his lips and said, "I don't have the time to talk in detail with irrelevant people." After saying that, he left with the convoy.
The visitor took two quick steps and stopped in front of Han Du, "My lord, it's better to go down with me. As long as you don't care about this matter today, my master will definitely have consequences in the future."
I wonder about your master’s future report? Unless your master is Lao Zhu and agrees to betroth Princess Anqing to me, then I am still interested in listening to your nonsense.
But this is obviously impossible.
"Get out of the way." Han Du's tone was cold.
Seeing Han Du's cold attitude, the visitor's attitude also began to change. He felt that he had been treating Han Du, an eighth-grade official, with courtesy since he came here, but he received cold words from Han Du, which made him a little unhappy. You must know that on weekdays, let alone eighth-grade officials, even sixth-grade and fifth-grade officials treat him with courtesy when they see him.
He was about to threaten Han Du with a few words.
Han Du saw him standing in front of him and had no intention of getting out of the way. He directly raised his palm and repeated his old trick, knocking the person to the ground with one slap.
Han Du used to be a weak scholar, but for more than a month, he knew that his body was the capital of revolution, and he had been exercising hard. Although he was not as strong as those generals who wielded swords and guns, his eighteen or nineteen-year-old body was considered strong.
It's no big deal to slap down a person who is pretending to be mysterious.
A shrill scream sounded from the ground, "You, how dare you hit me, how dare you hit me? You are finished, I tell you, my master will definitely help you, will definitely help you~"
Han Du glanced at him contemptuously and sneered in his heart, "Is it easy to mention people in front of my boss?" "Get out of my way now. If you don't get out of here, I will beat you up."
Seeing that he was still on the ground, looking at him with a look of bitterness and hatred. Han Du kicked him cleanly and rolled him to the ground several times.
He waved his hand and left with the convoy behind him.
"Stop them, stop them for me." The teacher on the ground shouted sharply.
When the yamen heard this, he gritted his teeth helplessly and prepared to step forward. This is really "when gods fight, mortals suffer", but there is no way. Who is to call him a mortal and not a god? If he were a god, wouldn't he not have such sorrow?
The yamen officer was about to step forward when he suddenly saw something in Han Du's hand. His eyes felt like they were being pricked by needles, and he quickly backed away to avoid the situation. At the same time, he shouted to the government servants beside him: "Come back and let them pass."
When these words came out, the yamen servant felt relieved. It was good, he finally didn't have to embarrass himself, and it was uncomfortable to feel angry from both sides.
Han Du didn't even look at the yamen officer and drove away with the convoy.
The person dressed as a teacher didn't have time to care about the pain on his body. He ran to the yamen servant, grabbed the clothes on the yamen servant's chest, and asked sternly: "How did you do it? Why didn't you stop them and just let them go?"
The yamen servant was very dissatisfied with the teacher's actions, but he spoke softly and did not dare to offend the teacher, so he had to smile and said: "Sir, don't vent your anger on me. Who dares to stop the token from the East Palace?"
The token of the East Palace!
When the visitor heard what the yamen servant said, he let go of the yamen servant dejectedly. He couldn't figure out how a mere eighth-grade official could have the token of the East Palace, but since such a situation occurred, he had no choice but to go back and tell the master.
Thinking of this, the teacher left in a hurry, not even paying attention to Yu Shaodong beside him.
After failing to stop Mian Qian, Yu Shaodong no longer stayed here and had to quickly find other people.
