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Chapter 100 Digging the Yang Family’s Foundation(2/2)

Retired! This is impossible, it’s not true!”

boom!

Yang Shuo kicked him over and cursed: "It's useless, you said it was foolproof! It's such a small thing, but you can do it like this. Now that the Yamen is here, the proof is already an ironclad case, and it can't be reversed."

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"Master, save me, you must have a way. I have worked hard for the Yang family for so many years, you must save me, I don't want to die!"

Liu Zhiping hugged Yang Shuo's legs and asked for help.

Yang Shuo narrowed his eyes: "Go to the government office honestly. The Yang family will take care of your son. I will ask him to be my son's companion, and I will ensure that your old Liu family has a good life."

"……yes!"

Liu Zhiping shuddered and said: "I will explain to you when I go to the government office. It was my desire for revenge that prompted me to hire someone to kill someone. It has nothing to do with anyone."

This is a threat to him. If he goes to the Yamen and talks nonsense, his wife and children will not be able to keep him.

Not long!

Officials from the Yamen came over, put Liu Zhiping in chains and took him away, but Yang Shuo was not summoned to the court.

"Young man named Wang, I really didn't expect that the people under your command would be so strong!"

Yang Shuo gritted his teeth: "But this is nothing, it's just breaking a dog. When you carry the salt back, I will settle the score with you!"

"It's not good, Third Young Master!"

Suddenly, Feicang's steward Yang Mo rushed in, sweating profusely.

Yang Shuo frowned: "What's wrong?"

Yang Mo said: "Eighteen villages in Feicang said they want us to take a pound of salt from them, otherwise they won't sell it to us."

Yang Shuo sneered: "This little thing scares you like this. They don't sell us salt, so they eat, drink, and buy firewood and coal to cook salt for the government! How many days can they survive with their little wealth!

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Yang Mo said with a mournful face: "It was originally like this, but the man surnamed Wang didn't sleep last night. He led people to visit the eighteen villages in Feicang, and one village after another said that he was willing to lend money to the kitchen households, and

They did not charge interest, and told the farmers that as long as they united together, they would be able to sell the salt for eight cents, and they also gave some money. With the help of Lao Feizhuang, a farmer in the village, many farmers believed it, and Head A also half-heartedly accepted it.

He said he couldn't hold them back, but they all wanted to buy eight cents of salt!"

"Wang Yuan..."

Yang Shuo roared.

He pushed the table and chair next to him with his backhand and threw the porcelain on the shelf, venting his anger.

The Yang family suppressed the kitchen households, firstly by relying on petty officials, secondly by relying on Jiatou, and thirdly because the kitchen households were too poor.

Now the petty officials have Bai Ping from the Wang family, the first one is half-rejected and the other is half-recruited, and the kitchen households unite!

It is simply impossible for the Yang family to buy salt for four cents per pound.

But if four taels are added, the Yang family will have to spend an additional 84,000 taels a year to buy salt.

At this moment, he wanted to tear Wang Yuan into pieces!
Chapter completed!
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