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Chapter 1055 Slanting wind and drizzle, guests in bamboo hats

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    The morning in Jinling was charming, but Zhao Yuanzhen only felt chilling!

    Yesterday, Jinling was exchanged for more than 200,000 taels of silver. This data seemed like a devil and kept Zhao Yuanzhen awake all night, but until now, he still has not thought of a solution.

    Unless the exchange is suspended, the consequences are not something he can bear!

    It¡¯s like giving out welfare. According to the capita, each person gets one tael of silver, but you give it to one-third of the people, and then you say you don¡¯t have any money

    "There will be riots! If you can't get the treasure money, you will be ruined!"

    Once the exchange is terminated, the people will immediately panic, and then they will throw out treasure banknotes in exchange for supplies, and then

    "Is there any result from Mr. Fei?"

    Zhao Yuanzhen walked out of the bedroom, his eyes were red and looked a little scary.

    Several officials who followed him to Jinling were still awake. They all had rabbit eyes. Hearing this, someone shook his head and said, "Sir, Sir Fei led the royal guards around the city last night. Even now, the latest news has not found any doubts."

    "Oh, is it so?"

    Zhao Yuanzhen looked up at the sky and murmured: "There should be light rain, why not heavy rain?"

    Hearing this, the officials all changed their colors.

    Is this despair?

    Only when it rains heavily can we use this as an excuse to suspend exchange.

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    The drizzle falls, like a lover's touch.

    The Shenxianju in the deep alley is still doing a prosperous business. Even if it just has a stall selling flatbread and porridge at the door, it is still full of people.

    "Ouch!"

    In the drizzle, this kind of stone road is very slippery. Some people have long said that some textures should be made to prevent slipping, but until now, there has been no movement.

    Mochou was standing behind the counter. Hearing the shout, he frowned and said, "Go get some cinders and spread them outside."

    The girl always has a slight sadness on her brows and a gentle voice, which makes the breakfast guests look intoxicated.

    "Shopkeeper Mochou is a good man with a good heart. I don't know who is lucky enough to marry him."

    "Do you want to get both people and money? Be careful about being beaten to death when you go out!"

    This kind of teasing happens every day, and Mochou is already immune to it. Just looking up, those voices disappeared.

    "Stop talking, this is what Uncle Xinghe is concerned about. Be careful of misfortune coming from your mouth."

    "Uncle Xinghe is in Peiping! He is beyond our reach!"

    "Fuck you! Someone sent something from Peiping last month. What we saw personally was the servant of Xinghe's house in Peiping. He was very polite to Mochou."

    ¡°Forget it, just check out and leave.¡±

    "It's no use being afraid now. Be careful in the future and don't make Mochou angry."

    As soon as the conversation changed, everyone started talking about exchanging treasure notes for silver, and the atmosphere was lively.

    "Yesterday I heard that hundreds of thousands of taels of silver were redeemed, tsk tsk! If this momentum continues, the treasure banknotes will really become useless!"

    "The silver that landed is only a million taels. With this attitude, it will be over in a few days. What will happen to the remaining people?"

    "Can you redeem it?"

    "I exchanged it, I exchanged it for more than ten taels."

    "I have more, but those people feel quite comfortable giving money. It doesn't look like they have no confidence."

    "That's because she's fierce but she's probably trying to hold on."

    "I heard that this was Uncle Xinghe's suggestion. If it fails, tsk tsk! This uncle's iron bonds are not reliable!"

    "Not just iron coupons? If the treasure banknotes collapse, the Ming Dynasty will be in chaos! Do you understand? It will be in chaos! When the time comes, this Xinghe Bo will have to kill his whole family if he doesn't do it!"

    At this time, three guests came in wearing bamboo hats. They did not take off their bamboo hats after entering. One of them said, "Are there any noodles?"

    The waiter stepped forward and said, "Yes, how many bowls would you like, sir?"

    The bamboo hat covered half of his face, and all he could see was his lips moving: "Here are three bowls. I remember there are chili peppers here, so put more of them. The weather is so humid. If you don't eat chili peppers, you will become lame sooner or later!"

    The waiter agreed and hurried to the kitchen to explain.

    People in Jinling don¡¯t like eating noodles very much, so everyone looked at these three people and continued talking.

    Zhu Di is no longer in Jinling, and now that the Buddha is missing from our heads, we can finally guide the country unscrupulously.

    A new diner who came in said loudly: "The latest news is that Zhao Yuanzhen, the left servant of the Ministry of Household Affairs in Peking, fainted. He just started exchanging money today."At that moment, he fell down on the edge.  "

    "What?"

    The diners were all shocked, and Mochou also raised his head, and then ordered: "I'm sorry, everyone, the shop is closed in the morning, please forgive me. Brother, please take out those copper coins and my jewelry, let's exchange them  Treasure money."

    The diners were stunned for a moment, and then someone reacted and stood up and said: "Everyone, please go home quickly and get the banknotes to exchange them. If it's too late, it will become useless paper!"

    "Yes, yes, yes! We can't control the rest, but if the family's precious money turns into waste paper, how can this family live? Hurry up and leave."

    The sadness on Mo's brows became even more intense, looking at these diners hesitant to speak.

    When someone who had exchanged money saw the waiter coming to urge him, he said angrily: "I bought food, and you want me to leave if I can't finish it? That's fine, just give me the money!"

    These are the ordinary citizens who have sympathy and will shed tears when facing the poor lonely old people.  But when their own interests are violated, they will also become furious and never back down.

    Just like the exchange of money is in full swing at this time, that is profit!

    "That's right! Mo Chou, how much money can you exchange for your few copper coins and jewelry? Let me tell you, the gap there is at least hundreds of thousands of taels. Even if you sell yourself, you won't have anything to do with it."

    "That's right, don't worry, then Uncle Xinghe is probably dead. If you don't dislike it, in the future"

    "roll!"

    Mo Chou burst into tears and asked his brother to rush out with a rolling pin in hand, pointing at the middle-aged man who just spoke and shouted.

    The man stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Isn't that what I said? Think about it, Jinling is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. The Immortal Residence makes a lot of money. Mo Chou Haha! Instead of being forced by those powerful people, why not"

    Mo Chou¡¯s eyes were full of tears, but how could she, a weak woman, dare to compete with these people.

    One of the three hat-wearing guests suddenly asked the middle-aged man in a calm tone: "Why not?"

    The middle-aged man was stunned and then frowned and said: "Outsiders, it's best not to stay in Jinling for a long time. It will be good for you to go home early!"

    The man in the hat smiled and ignored the middle-aged man. He chuckled at Mochou who covered his mouth in disbelief and said, "Little Mochou, are you okay?"

    Mochou shook his head slightly in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "Are youare you uncle?"

    Gently taking off the bamboo hat, Fang Xing smiled slightly: "It's me."

    "Uncle!"

    In an instant, Mo Chou burst into tears and even cried out.

    "Are you wronged? Don't be afraid!"

    Fang Xing stood up and went over. Xin Laoqi took off his bamboo hat, walked to the middle-aged man, pointed to the door and said: "Your child is as big as Miss Mochou, right? You shameless thing, go out and kneel on your own outside."  Slap!¡±

    The middle-aged man looked at Fang Xing walking over and suddenly shouted: "Is he Uncle Xinghe?"

    The silence was shattered by these words, and all the diners looked at Fang Xing blankly.

    "Why are you crying? Take away your magical powers and cook me a bowl of noodles quickly. The three of us have been hungry since last night."

    Fang Xing said jokingly, but this teasing did not make Mochou relieved, and the girl cried harder and harder.

    "Why!"

    "Is this Xinghe Bo?"

    The middle-aged man knelt down outside the door with an ashen face, then drew his bow from left to right and slapped his cheek.

    It was still raining heavily outside, the man smiled and comforted, and the girl smiled and choked again. Somehow, it felt like a painting.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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