The grain team was already in place, and the peasants were looking at the grain team and whispering.

Soon, the messenger cavalry roared in. The messenger cavalry rushed around the camp and announced, "The army sells food for three hundred and sixty yuan per stone! The army food is limited, while supplies last. Buy on a first-come, first-served basis!"

"The army sells food for three hundred and sixty yuan per stone! Military food is limited, while supplies last, first come first served!"

…

The military order was conveyed to the entire camp and everyone heard it.

The peasants exploded, "Three hundred and sixty yuan per stone?! It's so expensive, who can afford it?"

"That's right, who can afford it?"

"Why is it so expensive?"

…

The peasants looked very ugly, and the food was prohibitively expensive.

However, I have been hungry for several days, and the weather is so cold. I don’t know what will happen next, and I don’t know if I will run out of food. What if I don’t buy it and someone else buys it?

In the beginning, no one was willing to buy the sky-high prices for food.

However, the situation is unpredictable and the future is unknown. In the midst of anxiety, the people have to weigh it hard. Money is not as important as food.

"Buy it, money doesn't mean anything, it's more expensive, and you can't eat the money." A common man hesitated and discussed with his relatives and friends. While discussing, he stretched his hand into his arms to feel for the money.

Relatives and friends gritted their teeth and said, "Damn it! Buy it!"

Throughout the camp, no one started to move stalls at first, but later, people began to take action.

The hundreds of thousands of people outside Julu City are all Yellow Turban refugees. They are all people who have gone through the turmoil. These people know that it is good to have money to buy food. When it comes to death, let alone three hundred and sixty money to buy a stone.

, I can’t even buy it with three guans of money.

Some people began to move towards the grain team. A small number of people moved first, while a large number of people were still waiting and watching.

A farmer carefully walked to the grain team and asked, "Three hundred and sixty-one stones?"

The hawker opened the grain bag and said, "Three hundred and sixty-one."

The farmer tightened the rag bag in his hand. It was obvious that he didn't have much money. The farmer hesitated and asked, "What kind of food do you have?"

"Millet, soybeans, adzuki beans, wheat, sorghum."

"What's the price?"

"No matter what it is, it's three hundred dollars."

The vendor's words made the farmer confused.

As we all know, there are high and low prices for grain, some are expensive and some are cheap, but people say that whether it is millet or sorghum, they all cost three hundred yuan.

The farmer quickly said, "I want millet!"

The hawker glanced at the farmer and said, "I don't care about food, so you can buy whatever is available. If you come first, I'll give you millet."

Let's talk. The hawker went to the grain truck, turned over several grain bags and threw them on the ground. Then he untied them one by one, found the bag containing millet, and lifted it to the front.

"Here, do you want to buy it?" the vendor said, picking up the weighing rod.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Buy!" Minfu said quickly.

When they arrived, the civilian husband took the rag ball and untied the tight threads tied to the rag ball one by one. He untied one thread after another. After taking it apart for a long time, the rag was finally untied.

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When the cloth ball was opened, there was not much money inside.

The civilian husband carefully counted them one by one, and there were only twenty-three.

Holding the money in his hand, he raised his head. On Gao Jie's frozen gray face, he smiled stiffly, "My wife gave me some leftover money, and that's all."

The hawkers who sell grain are not just outsiders, they are also among the refugees. They are just the first among the refugees to put on armor and stomach and become soldiers.

The vendor was silent for a moment, then reached out to take the money from the husband's hand, counted it once, and read, "Twenty-three dollars."

After saying that, he threw the money into the basket at his feet.

The money fell into the basket and made a clanging sound.

"Money is worth nothing, life is more important." The hawker comforted him with no expression but sympathy.

"Twenty-three cents, I'll give you seven catties and ten taels."

After that, the hawker picked up the scale, scooped out a full scale of yellow millet in the bag, then added weights, and deliberately raised the scale beam in front of the farmer so that the farmer could see clearly, then weighed it for a while, and then went back to

I weighed some and weighed it several times, and the scale was fixed.

"Seven pounds and ten taels, is this enough?" the vendor asked.

"Enough! Enough!" The farmer chuckled with a humble and flattering smile.

"Here, what do you want to pick up?" the vendor asked.

The farmer shook off a piece of rag and stretched it out.

The hawker lifted the scale and poured the millet onto the rag with a clatter.

The farmer wrapped the millet in a rag, held the millet tightly in his arms, lowered his head and walked back.

"Twenty-three cents, seven pounds and two ounces of millet~"

The vendor was shouting and singing from behind.

The farmer walked back with grain in his arms. Other farmers gathered around him and asked, "Did you buy wood? How much?"

"Let's see if the food is good?"

"What? Let's take a look, are you walking away?"

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The farmer who bought the grain had a stern look on his face and left without saying a word to anyone else.

As we walked, the young man with a gray complexion suddenly burst into tears.

Whether he is crying about his dead wife, whether he is crying about spending the last bit of money left by his wife, or whether he is crying about something else, is unknown.

Food is really too expensive to sell.

The first person to buy grain was soon followed by the second.

The number of people buying food soon increased.

When they saw more and more people buying food and leaving, people began to panic and inexplicably began to rush forward.

The whip snapped in the air, "Why are you squeezing? Get in line!" The fierce-looking soldier came over with an angry roar.

The soldiers walked into the crowded crowd and yelled at the people to line up in front and back.

The soldiers had long-standing prestige, and the civilians did not dare to be presumptuous. After a while, they obediently formed a team.

Fortunately, we had thought about it in advance. We were afraid that there would be chaos due to the large number of people, so we were prepared in advance and sent enough soldiers to maintain order.

Otherwise, if the food team came alone, order would not be maintained.

Chaos is the second priority. If someone takes advantage of the chaos to grab food, there is the possibility of rioting and blowing up the camp.

Liu Bei took this into consideration and made sufficient preparations.

Food sales were already booming throughout the camp. There were long lines of people buying food near each of the hundreds of food teams around the camp. Everything was going as expected.

As the boom in grain sales continues, many unexpected situations arise.

In one team, when it was the turn of the front, a civilian woman carefully held a folded handkerchief and took out a pure white jade bracelet. The peasant woman humbly flattered and smiled, "I

Muqian, brother, what do you think this bracelet is worth?"

The vendor glanced at the woman's bracelet and said expressionlessly, "There is a military order and we are not allowed to collect jade. Let's go, next!"

When the woman heard that she didn't want the jade, she immediately became anxious and said, "Brother, please give me some. I have such a good jade. Let me take a look..."

The vendor was impatient, put down the scale, and replied irritably, "I don't understand good jade or bad jade. I've already told you that we don't accept jade."

The peasant woman was about to cry, she was so pitiful and cowardly, "Brother, please give me some food, even two pounds..."

The vendor couldn't bear it anymore and yelled, "Let's go! I won't accept it! Next one!"

Not getting food in exchange, the peasant woman walked aside pitifully and helplessly holding the bracelet. She wanted to use the bracelet to exchange money with others to buy food, or to exchange the bracelet for other people's food, but no one was willing to exchange it with her.

Knowing that jade cannot be exchanged for food, a fool wants jade.

Under the pressure of survival, jade is worthless.

Regarding vital interests, the news spread very quickly. Soon, half of the people in the camp knew that they couldn't exchange jade for food, so they didn't want it.

At this time, some people were happy and some were sad, and many people who had jade items hidden on their bodies were extremely sad.

Jade is considered a precious thing, and the price is generally high. The food sales team does not accept jade. It is not like a pawn shop, which suppresses other people's prices and accepts other people's jade at a low price. Today is a seller's market. If you really want to suppress the price of jade,

The common people had no choice but to buy jade at the price of soil.

The reason why Liu Bei ordered not to accept jade articles was because he and Li Mengxi had already discussed it.
To be continued...