Chapter 259 Rice prices rise

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Xu Ding dragged his tired body, and there was a noisy water and land conference in his stomach. He wandered around Xinghua City for a long time. He didn't see anyone looking for work, and most of the shop doors and windows were closed tightly. Everyone who comes into view looks like a refugee like him, and now the entire Xinghua is almost overcrowded. Xu Ding was so hungry that his legs were shaking. The mountain cold was blowing on him, and the rain was dripping on him. He was so cold that goosebumps appeared all of a sudden. His eyes were already filled with stars. If he didn't get something to eat, the three of him would starve to death. .

He wandered to the Xue family's rice store. He still had dozens of pennies in his pocket, so he bought some rice and went back to save money. Before we even reached the store, we heard the noise in front of the rice bank across a street. Xu Ding came forward, and Mi Xing's door was crowded with people. The Xue family's clerk had a fierce look in his eyes, while the unique refugees in front of the door all looked haggard and excited. The two sides were facing each other nervously.

Xue Jiami was led by a short shopkeeper with small inverted triangular eyes, two mustaches, and a sharp look. Followed by a group of guys, these people exuded an aura of evil and cruelty, and looked at these refugees with undisguised disgust in their eyes.

Xu Ding stood outside the crowd and watched for a long time. These refugees were noisily protesting against the Xue family's huge fortune from the flood, taking advantage of the flood to drive up the price of rice. Shopkeeper Aizi confronted the crowd for a while and became anxious when he saw the popular sentiment. He cursed at the crowd: "Damn it, you stinky beggars, is it easy for me to make two bucks in business? Are you great because of the disaster? No matter how bad the business of my rice shop is, I still have to beg for food like you. What's the matter? I'm running a store, so I can't sell my own goods as much as I want. Is it too expensive? If it's too expensive, go buy it elsewhere!"

There was a middle-aged man in the crowd who was so angry after hearing what he said, he cursed: "Where can I buy cheap rice now? Several rice shops in the city have colluded to raise their prices, which is the price of your Xue family's rice shop." It’s still cheap, we just came here, why did you raise the price as soon as we came here! Sure enough, the world is as black as crows, there is no business without treachery, and there is no treachery without business!”

"What?" Shopkeeper Chaozi turned around and slapped his shopkeeper. His body was thin, but he shouted with a lot of energy: "How many times have I told you, our Mi Bank is going to take advantage of this opportunity to make a big profit and make a profit this year." All the money is earned for me. If someone else has a hundred cents a dou, we will sell it for a hundred and fifty cents. Anyway, there is only so much rice. Sooner or later, they will come over to buy my rice. How many times have I told you, now others The price increase has gone ahead of us, and I'm still wondering. The price is so high, and so many beggars are coming. It turns out that you sell it cheaper than others! Damn it, go and raise the price of rice. I changed the bamboo sticks, but I didn’t make any money this year, and I will have to drink the northwest wind in the second half of the year!”

The dwarf shopkeeper's two mustaches were flying in the air. He picked up the flat pole of the rice bank and wanted to hit these guys. He was so cruel to himself, not to mention the distressed villagers outside. The cold heart of the short shopkeeper didn't even have a hint of warmth.

The waiter changed the rice price tag and inserted it into the snow-white rice. The white rice had black characters, and it was two hundred and twenty cents per bucket! Before the typhoon, a bucket of rice only cost about 70 yuan. It was 80 yuan more expensive. These businessmen took advantage of the flood and raised the price of rice by three times! Since Your Majesty came to the throne, the price of rice in our court has never been so high!

There was an explosion in the crowd. Some people simply stooped down and grabbed dirt and rocks from the ground, and threw them viciously at the Mihang clerk and Chaizi shopkeeper. One stone stirred up a thousand waves. This was already a troubled time for the peaceful little man. The county seat was finally set on fire because of some unstable factors.

The people in Mihang are biting the fat in their mouths and refuse to let go. The desperate people are also like evil wolves, and their evil is only driven by fear. They have been stunned by hunger. If they continue to starve, they will die. Who doesn't want to do this before they die? What a damn ghost! The war began.

Most of the refugees were bare-handed, and some were so hungry that they no longer had the strength to hit people. How could they fight against the Xue family's guys? They were the real tigers. They had long wanted to cause trouble to show off to these stinky beggars. After looking at it, they don’t need to bear the burden if something goes wrong. If the sky falls, Lin will be there to hold it up, and the shopkeeper of the boss will be there to support him. This hand addiction must be lived well!

The refugees were very scattered. This force could not be twisted into a rope. They dispersed under the impact. Mi Xing's people were in small groups, bullying the few with more. The refugees were scattered like sand. They were washed away by the flood. He ran for his own life.

Anyone doing something bad went to the county government to report it to the county government. The government officials copied the water and fire sticks and iron signs and rushed to the rice store of the Xue family. The Xue family was fine. They were just hit in the face by rocks and earth, and they looked a little embarrassed. The refugees were just It was different. He fell to the ground and groaned. It was already miserable, but now it was even worse.

"Who the hell did this?" Wu Renyi glanced around the crowd. Now the county government is most short of manpower. Some people have to patrol the river and some have to rescue people. The brothers are all overloaded with work, and their eyelids are so tired. They are all fighting, and I wish I could go home and hold my wife and have a good sleep. These idiots are still making trouble, don't they think there are not enough things to do!

Wu Renyi had been angry for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back and burst out. Unable to wait for a reply, he ordered the yamen servant to look at the person holding the guy in his hand and the injured one, and beat them first, and then take them all back to the yamen without explanation. The prison in Xinghua has been in disrepair for a long time. Now it is smelly and damp inside. Cockroaches and rats are infested, making it feel like a cesspit when entering. If you stay there for a few more days, you will suffer from dampness and disease, and your life will not be long if you stay there for a long time.

He is not using his power to bully others. The county magistrate has given strict orders. Floods are ruthless and people have mercy. Beware of Xiao Xiao taking the opportunity to cause trouble in the face of disaster. He will resolutely attack whoever comes forward. He would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go! These unscrupulous people are not a worry at all, take them all away!

The refugees thought that these government officials were good people, but in the blink of an eye they suffered a lot of killing blows! Some people who were not causing trouble weakly climbed up and asked, "Sir, they are raising prices to settle in Jiqi. Do you care about raising prices?"

"Who cares about your mother, one is willing to sell and the other is willing to buy. Which royal law stipulates that the price of rice cannot rise too high. Can oil umbrellas and umbrellas from the north have the same price when it rains? I want to buy it or not!" Wu Renyi I hate these people from the bottom of my heart, and I have no choice but to do so under the orders of Magistrate Song.

The refugees were begging for help, and they could see that Wu Dutou was in a bad mood, so they did not dare to make any noise in his ears, and prepared to leave in a sarcastic manner. It was a profit to avoid a beating today.

Wu Dutou thought for a moment, then suddenly called the refugee back and said, "The magistrate has set up a porridge shack in Yanchipu. If you don't have anything to eat, go and have a look there. Maybe you can get some porridge and water to quench your hunger!"

As if they had found a treasure, the refugees shouted to the crowd, "Brothers, there is porridge in Yanchipu. We are late and there is no water!" The crowd didn't care about the price of rice, so they went straight to Yanchipu. There was a huge crowd in front of Chipu and Yanchipu. There were so many people that even Genzhen couldn't get in. They were all people who heard that porridge was being distributed here. The great benefactor was none other than Song Guangdou, the magistrate of this county! Song Guangdou took out part of the old grain accumulated in the warehouse. There was a big flood this year. The court stipulated that if there was a flood or drought that year, the rent and tax could be deducted according to the loss. What's more, every yamen warehouse would have some inventory, so how could it be done every year? If you can receive the corresponding taxes and grains, don't leave any foundation as a backup. If you encounter an accident, you are not waiting to lose your head!

Xu Ding followed the crowd and also came to Yanchipu. He couldn't help but come. It turned out that he was planning to buy three or four kilograms of rice and carry it back. When the water passed, everything would be fine. This is more than two hundred He only has a dou of rice for pennies. How much can he buy with dozens of pennies in his pocket? It’s less than two kilograms. What’s the big deal? Fortunately, there’s free porridge to eat. I don’t know if it’s real or not. People keep coming out from the crowd holding a large coarse porcelain bowl. The bowl is so thin that it reaches the bottom. Mihu has been boiled for too long, and the rice grains have turned into paste. It is steaming and has no ingredients, so Xu Ding has already swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. He turned around and ran to the ancestral hall where the widow and her son were staying, and asked them to come and drink porridge together.

What can stop people's mouths? There was only food. Song Guangdou used the generosity of the court and took advantage of this great work of Xinghua. According to Liangchuan's deployment, it was as expected. No one in the people could remember the bad things in the past. They only remembered this day of heavy rain. Bowl of hot porridge.

Several rice shops in the city quickly sold out of rice, and there was no way to go to Fuzhou or Qingyuan. The roads to Qingyuan were now blocked and not a single grain of rice could be transported in. Even so, several rice shops still made a lot of money. The most profitable one is Zheng Zuliang’s Zheng Ji Rice Shop.

They rounded all the rice in Qingyuan a few months ago. The polished rice from other rice shops was sold for more than 200 yuan per bucket. After all, this kind of price has been unimaginable for generations. The price is sky-high. But the rain has not gotten better at all. The price of rice is directly proportional to the rain. The more rain there is, the higher the price of rice will be. Now it has risen to more than 300 cents, and it is still impossible to buy. The long line to buy rice at Zheng Ji's rice store can stretch for nearly half a mile every day. Their inventory is quite sufficient, and they are not worried about selling out. This is the amount of rice shipped from Lingnan in a year by the largest port in the southeast.

Shitou's eyes take a long-term view, and he has already thought that floods can occur in Xinghua, and the Dongshan Mountain of Yong'an Qingyuan below Fuzhou, Jianzhou, and Tingzhou will definitely be flooded with floods. They will still be short of food there, and the price of rice is falling every year. If there is a bumper harvest, the high price of rice is naturally due to a poor harvest. At that time, there will be no food available in the southeast area, so everyone will have to come to him. The purchase price was only more than 40 cents per bucket, and now it has been sold for more than 300 cents. The profit has been multiple times. There are still more people in the world than Is this more profitable? Let's rob escorts. When dad comes back, I must give him a surprise so that I can finally prove that I am good at doing business.