Merchants are greedy for money, which is a common sense among the people of Liuzhou. Especially after experiencing this surge in rice prices, they hate merchants even more deeply and hate those rice merchants to the core.

Facing the crowd of dark people, Storekeeper Chen raised his palms high to everyone present and said aloud: "Now, on behalf of the United Restaurant, I announce that each person is limited to three kilograms, and the price per kilogram is 10 cents!"

Three pounds? Ten cents per pound?

When he heard this, the thousands of people gathered here suddenly became silent, their eyes widened, and their faces looked in disbelief at the shopkeeper Chen standing on the table.

"He just said three pounds per person?"

"good!"

"He...he said ten cents per catty?"

"I...I heard it too, but...is this true?"

After a silence, like a drop of oil falling into the red-hot iron pot, the crowds of onlookers immediately exploded and started whispering.

Although Manager Chen’s voice was very loud, many people couldn’t believe it. After all, this was too bizarre. They even seriously suspected that Manager Chen deliberately said “one pound of ten cents” to save them, the poor.

There are many people who uphold this view. After all, things are too bizarre and they don’t believe that pies will fall from the sky.

"How is it possible? It's really a low price to sell it to us? Isn't he going to lose money?" Many people said in disbelief, like a cloud of mist.

The current exchange rate in the Ming Dynasty was calculated by one tael of silver for two thousand copper coins. One pound of rice was converted into one tael of liang and one stone, and the price was only one fifth of the unified sales price of the four major rice banks.

The most important thing is that everyone knows that the United Restaurant bought rice from other rice merchants at a price of 4 2 2 meter. Now it is sold to them at such a low price, which is obviously a loss-making transaction.

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This is not a greedy businessman, it is clearly a Bodhisattva who saves the world, but is this all true?

Manager Chen is also a poor man. He knows that the people of Liuzhou are in dire straits and are particularly proud of what they are doing now.

He let the sun above his head sweat profusely, but he did not explain more. Instead, he waved his hand and issued an order: "Selling!"

With the order, eight sales outlets in front of the door started selling at the same time.

There are already baskets of rice piled up here, with two types of measuring instruments of one pound and three pounds. The price of selling in joint restaurants is no longer about making money, so the measuring instrument is only a lot.

"This is really Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

"Be kind and righteous! This is the true nature of a businessman!"

"Woooo... I finally have some hope for this day!"

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As the people spent 30 cents to buy three kilograms of white rice, the worry in the crowd gradually disappeared. When they held the low-priced rice they had just bought, many people's eyes couldn't help but become wet.

They thought it was a big joke, but reality really happened. There are really Bodhisattvas who save the world in the world.

"Are they really not afraid of losing money when they sell it to us at such a low price?"

"Whoever is not afraid of losing money when doing business, but they really regard us as their own people. They would rather bear the losses themselves than let us eat high-priced rice!"

"You are afraid you don't know that the porridge sheds in the city are only served for two days by a few wealthy families outside the city. Fortunately, the porridge sheds in the joint restaurant will not be hungry!"

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When I saw that Union Restaurant was really buying rice at a low price, the well-informed people in the crowd quickly became the protagonist, conveying what has happened recently.

Gradually, even the people at the bottom of the house began to understand this joint restaurant, and then learned that the joint business group's more kind behaviors were different from other merchants' "benevolent merchants".

When the people who sold rice refused to leave for a long time or wanted to line up again, shopkeeper Chen stood on the table and said loudly: "Hello, fellow villagers in Liuzhou, don't worry, we have 800,000 kilograms of newly collected.

The rice will be sold to everyone at a fair price! We signed a purchase agreement with more than 20 grain dealers in the city the day before yesterday. They quickly transported four million kilograms of rice from other places, and the first batch transported by Leizhou

Rice is 10 million kilograms! Our store here solemnly promises: The price of rice will only be low in the future. You don’t have to worry about not being able to buy rice in the future. Let’s go back first and come tomorrow!”

Many people are worried about this kind of good thing only this time. After hearing Manager Chen’s promise and the other party clearly transported grain from Leizhou, they left here with confidence.

However, they always kept feeling grateful in their hearts and kept silently reciting: "What a compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and the suffering!"

"The first batch of 10 million kilograms? Only low or not high?"

Manager Qian felt dizzy and turned. Even though it was clearly the scorching sun, a biting chill surged in his back, but his eyes suddenly became dark and he immediately lost consciousness.

The accountant and the clerk hurriedly carried the unconscious shopkeeper Qian away and returned to the empty rice shop in front of the door.

With 800,000 kilograms of rice in hand, the United Restaurant has a lot of confidence.

Each person is limited to purchase three kilograms of rice, but 10,000 people come to queue up to buy it, but only consumes 30,000 kilograms. As long as a while, the grain merchants will transport rice back one after another, and the grain channels in Leizhou are opened, Liuzhou is short of grain

The problem will be solved easily.

It was this day at the end of May that rekindled hope for the people in Liuzhou City.

May passed, and June came quietly. However, on the first day of June, it was still a good sunny day, and there was no sign of rain in the sky.

Lin usually got up early to practice morning as usual, and then took everyone to the shop to eat Guilin rice noodles.

The woman was named Chen Damei, so she naturally knew what Lin Pingchang made, but she specially wiped the tables and chairs for them and dignifiedly treated Lin Pingchang and his group.

"Liuzhou City is still short of food now. Only when the grain channels in Leizhou are opened can the problem be truly alleviated!" Lin Pingchang said calmly in the face of the enthusiastic woman.

This is indeed the case. Solving the rice price is an achievement, but the most important thing is to open up the grain channels in Liuzhou and Leizhou, so that the food crisis in Liuzhou can be completely solved.

Lin Pingchang's itinerary today was arranged last night. Shen Yan, Xiaohu and others went out of the city to work hard, while she and Ali and others went directly to the United Restaurant.

The circle of the Ming Dynasty officialdom was not big, especially the senior officials of the Ming Dynasty were almost all from Jinshi, which easily led to a connection between them.

Zhai Di, the chief judge of Liuzhou Prefecture, was a Jinshi in the 37th year of Jiajing. From a seventh-rank prosecutor to a sixth-rank prosecutor, the promotion speed is not fast or slow, and now it has some connection with Lin Pingchang.

Zhai Di is from Ningbo Prefecture, but he was a Jinshi in the third grade. He first served as a prosecutor in Guizhou. He was just promoted to Liuzhou to serve as a chief judge last year, and his ceiling was already at the level of prefect.

However, his family background was good and he was determined to be a clean official, so his reputation in Liuzhou City was quite good. After being invited by Lin Pingchang, he also came happily.

He was not a pedantic official. He knew that if he wanted to jump out of this quagmire or take charge of a mansion as soon as possible, he needed to find a backer in the capital, and Lin Qingran was a target that ordinary officials could not reach.

Zhai Di has been paying attention to Lin Pingchang's actions, but asked curiously: "Mr., if the United Restaurant is sold at such a price, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money?"

"The United Restaurant will probably buy 400 kilograms of rice from the rice merchant. It is expected to pay 30,000 taels of silver!" Lin Pingchang took a sip of tea and responded indifferently.

If an ordinary businessman wants to pay 30,000 or 40,000 taels of silver, he may have lost all his money. However, for today's joint restaurants and now the joint business groups, this is not as good as a one-day investment.

Not to mention the annual gold mine income of over one million taels in Nanyang, the current trade income of the joint merchant group and the inputs of the two major industries of shipbuilding and steel can make Lin Pingchang take 30,000 taels seriously.

Since the development of the United Business Group has reached now, it cannot just consider how to make money. In addition to building a steady business industry, it also has to consider its reputation.

The most important thing is that compared with saving the 100,000 people in Liuzhou City, this loss is simply insignificant. In the face of human lives, money is naturally not worth mentioning.

Although Zhai Di was born in the wealthy Ningbo Mansion, he was still secretly surprised. In addition to the amount being large, there was also the contempt that Lin usually showed.

But I don’t know that the other party is so rich that he doesn’t need to take 30,000 or 40,000 taels seriously, or that he is caring about the 100,000 people in Liuzhou City, or both.

Zhai Di knew that what the other party did was to save people, but he respectfully bowed: "Lin Xunzhang can do such a place for the people of Liuzhou. He really has the power to be a brother. I am here to represent the people of Liuzhou.

Thank you, Lord Inspector!”

"To be honest, my brother and I have always had letters! He learned about the drought in Guangxi, and he also compiled books from the capital, so I came to Liuzhou to help with disaster relief!" Lin Pingchang took a sip of tea, but

It's half true and half authentic.

"Is this what Mr. Lin means?" Zhai Di's eyes lit up slightly, and he asked with great attention.

"My brother only knew about the drought in Guangxi from the court's report, and he could not know the specific situation of the drought in Guangxi, but his original intention was to make some efforts and do more for the victims!" Lin Ping responded in a responsive manner.

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In fact, Lin Qingran wrote letters to Lin Pingchang, but the letter mainly asked her to pay more attention to safety so that she could not take risks with her body. As for this trip to Liuzhou, it was entirely out of her own intention.

But now is an extraordinary period, especially she does not have direct jurisdiction over Liuzhou, so she naturally has to mention her brother's name so that she can do things conveniently.

Zhai Di knew that Lin Xuran was indeed impossible to know about the hype of Liuzhou rice market, but after learning that the big man attached great importance to this matter, he also made some decisions in his heart.

Whether it is for the people of Liuzhou or to win the attention of this big man, he needs to work harder to help Liuzhou through this drought, but he sincerely sighed: "Mr. Lin is now in charge of everything and can still care about the disaster in Guangxi.

He is really a role model for us! I have been an official in the local area for many years and I feel more and more that Mr. Lin’s method of governing Leizhou Prefecture in those days should be the example of the prefect of the world!”

This is actually a truth! He has been an official in the local area for many years, but he has seen too many image projects. Many prefects have actually made no contribution to the local area. On the contrary, Leizhou Prefecture under Lin Junran has now become the most dazzling one in the Ming Dynasty.

New City.

"My brother is very good at this. When I followed him to Leizhou Prefecture, Leizhou City was still very poor, but now it is not much better than in Jiangsu and Zhejiang!" Lin Pingchang is one of the witnesses, and he is also a witness.

Nodded gently.

Zhai Di knew that Lin usually accompanied Yu Lin Qingran as an official in the local area, but he smiled and said, "I am from Ningbo Prefecture, Zhejiang, and I have always been proud of Ningbo City. During the Spring Festival, I specially went to Leizhou.

, Leizhou City is already far better than Ningbo City!"

"Mr. Zhai, are you willing to follow my brother's approach and make Liuzhou undergo a huge change like Leizhou?" Lin Pingchang gently put down the teacup, making him feel astonishingly authentic.

Zhai Di's heart moved slightly, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "How dare I compare with Minister Lin! Moreover, I am just a small magistrate now. How should Liuzhou City develop? It is not my final word!"

On his head, in addition to the prefect Gao Yan, there is also Tongzhi Qian Huilong, but it is not his turn, the Tongzong, to speak out.

"My brother once said: Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared!" Lin Pingchang actually had some ideas in his mind, but he was to tempt the truth.

But at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from downstairs.

First, an arrogant voice said, "You are all dispersed, no rice is allowed here!" But as soon as the words were finished, the people below stopped doing it and blamed the man one after another.

This movement has affected the mood of the two people upstairs.
To be continued...