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Volume 1: I want to be a rich playboy, but my destiny is not in the pool. Chapter 89: Turning your hands to make clouds and rain (5)

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    "Does Shang Wen have any clear evidence?" Even with Fan Zhongyan's calmness, his lips could not help but tremble slightly when he asked this question.  .  .  com

    Chen Yan and Lu Da also looked at Chen Yue, and the eagerness in their eyes was obvious at a glance.  Although Chen Yan still can't help but feel a little worried, if his descendants can really come up with an effective method to prevent acne, this will definitely be a great event to honor the ancestors. From now on, people all over the country will burn incense in Chen Yuehuo's ancestral temple.  It is by no means unimaginable. Compared with the contribution of opening up new territories, this alone is enough to shine through the ages!

    "I have never had acne before, but now that I have been vaccinated with cowpox, I am no longer afraid of acne. I am willing to try it myself!" Chen Yue did not expect that the reaction of these three people would be so big. Cowpox is not common in the south.  It is difficult to find, but it was not found in Hangzhou before because of the cold weather. Chen Qi ordered him to bring it back before leaving. The original purpose was only as a means of disaster relief.

    "Nonsense!" Chen Yan glared and cursed when he heard this. Although this method sounds reasonable, no one has seen whether it is practical or not. If something happens, this is his own grandson after all, so he will not tolerate it.  Chen Yue "acted randomly".

    Although Fan Zhongyan and Lu Da were full of expectations, after all, they had both held high positions and had their own skills in cultivating qi. Seeing Chen Yan objecting here, they couldn't say much.

    After a moment of silence, Fan Zhongyan spoke first: "If this can really be done, it will be a major event that will last forever. There is no need to rush it now. The most urgent thing is the famine now. Come, Xishan, I will try it with you."  This is your grandson¡¯s plan.¡±

    After saying that, without waiting for anyone else to say anything else, he stretched out his hand to pull Chen Yan and walked out together.

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    Zhengji Grain Store, Nanfeng Lane.  Zheng Shan was sitting in the inner room drinking tea. The two maids had already called back, and a celadon teapot had been replaced on the table. He was humming a little song and looking at the crowd outside leisurely.

    In fact, after the grain and rice that he made for sale at that time in the morning were sold out, he had nothing to do here. Most of the grain was privately transported to the homes of officials and gentry everywhere, and the number of people who came in and out every day was  It has already been arranged.  He didn't need to handle the relevant accounts at all. If it weren't for his boss's repeated instructions, he would be eager to show off.  I already patted my butt and went home.

    There was a sudden noise outside the door. This happened ten times a day. Zheng Shan just frowned.  I was a little annoyed by the noise outside, but I didn't even bother to raise my eyelids.

    After a while, a group of people walked in past the helpers outside the door.  If the Zheng family wanted to rely on the grain shortage to make money unscrupulously, and to put aside all ties afterwards, the support of the local gentry and officials was indispensable. Anyone with some status would not be offended by the grain shop on weekdays, and would always give them some face.  This type of person was let in at the door, and Zheng Shan couldn't show his indifference.  He waved his hand to reject the two maids, dusted his sleeves and stood up to greet them.

    "Oh? It turns out to be Zheng Shan."

    Zheng Shan was arranging the folds of his clothes when he came out. He frowned when he heard this. Really wealthy people don't have to go to the grain store to ask for help. I don't know which family is so rude.  How dare you call him by his first name? I wonder if even ordinary government officials now have to call him "Official Zheng" when they meet?

    Raising his eyebrows and looking up, Zheng Shan's expression immediately froze, and he put his hands back in his sleeves and shook them tightly, warning himself that things are different now, and the kid across from him can't be arrogant for a few days anymore.  Slowly calming down, he said coldly: "Master Chen, why are you here? Could it be that the family is short of food?"

    Zheng Shan stared at Chen Yue with his eyes, but did not notice the three old men who had just walked in behind Chen Yue. At this time, one of them glanced at him and asked Chen Yue: "Is this Zheng Shan?"  Shan, who was it that Shangwen mentioned earlier that he wanted to teach a lesson? Could it be this guy? I asked you why you chose this grain store, but do you want me to teach you a lesson first?"

    The person who spoke was Lu Da. Fan Zhongyan had met Zheng Shan from a distance in Donghua Temple that day. It was impossible for Chen Yan to tell such a joke to his grandson.

    Zheng Shan frowned and looked around. He didn't recognize any of the three people behind Chen Yue, but he could always tell that they were extraordinary in their demeanor, but their clothes were quite simple.  Chen Yue walked in first, and the other three walked in after him. Only the old man on the right frowned slightly and seemed a little dissatisfied. The other two didn't seem to care. He thought that the status of the other person must not be high enough.  Where to go, otherwise with the etiquette at this time, he should have been scolded a long time ago. It is probably because of the poverty of some academy.  He snorted coldly in his heart, it was because there were so many rotten literati who couldn't see how good they were, and yet they dared to say such words in such a condescending tone in front of him.

    Chen Yue couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard Lu Da say "teach someone a lesson". Knowing that they would all get it wrong, he explained: "I just stopped here when I passed by before."Fortunately, I didn't know who the manager of this house was.  "

    Zheng Shan saw Chen Yue's expression in his eyes and thought to himself that sometimes you know the situation. He let out a heavy "hum" from his nostrils and stood there with a cold face, not bothering to talk, just waiting for the other party to speak.

    At this time, another well-dressed man walked in from outside, walked up to the three old men and saluted.

    "Isn't this the shopkeeper Luo from Wenfu Ji? I've admired him for a long time!" Zheng Shan did recognize this person. Although he didn't know him, he would naturally recognize him because of Hualu's reputation in Hangzhou. Although he was the manager of Zheng Ji Liang Store  Nowadays, he can be regarded as a person of high status in Hangzhou, but there is still a gap between him and the shopkeeper of Wenfuji. Before Luo Liang had time to doubt the purpose of coming here, he stepped forward to say hello.

    Luo Liang didn't even look at Zheng Shan. He ignored his embarrassment and said directly to the person among them: "Senior Minister, the grain truck has arrived outside and everything is ready."

    Fan Zhongyan nodded and said to Lu Da and Chen Yan: "Then I won't stay here for a long time. Go out and finish the business first." Seeing the two men nodding, he turned to Chen Yue and said: "Come on, Shang Wen will come out with me.  .¡±

    Chen Yue knew that Fan Zhongyan had good intentions and would do things in front of the people later. Chen Yue could be seen appearing with the three of them. Once spread, it would be a very clear and beneficial message, but Chen Yue  Yue still shook his head.  When Fan Zhongyan and others saw this, they didn't force it, so they turned around and walked out.

    The expression on Zheng Shan's face was a little stiff, he frowned and chewed the word "Zizheng" in his mouth, "You want to trick me?"

    Just when he was about to curse disdainfully, he saw Luo Liang walking up to Chen Yue again and saluting: "Brother Gong told me the young master's instructions a few days ago. Before the famine passed, Wenfu Ji had already prepared grain and rice."  Selling at a fixed price is something that has been done in the shop a few days ago. The general price is more than two stones, but it is strange that the 'sales' of this floral dew have not decreased but increased." The word sales was used by Chen Yue when he taught them before.  From the church, now Luo Liang, Gong Fu and Chen En are all used to it.

    "Well, I've worked hard for you these days. After a while, I went to collect the reward of 100 Guan. Can Brother Seven return to the city?" Chen Yue didn't explain much. There were some things he hoped they could think more about on their own, so  Only by grasping the psychology of 'consumers', for example, the cheapest two-stone bottle of this flower dew is actually a lot more expensive based on the market price. However, the situation in Hangzhou is not that there is no food at all, but that the food is concentrated in  The grain store and various big households are unwilling to take it out, and most of the people facing Hua Nian are these people. Those young men from aristocratic families have limited monthly income, but if they move a few baskets of rice and grain into their houses, the kitchen cooks really dare to do so.  Can't stop it?

    Luo Liang responded respectfully: "I hadn't gone back when I came. I said I wanted to go to other grain stores in person to deliver rice."

    Chen Yue nodded: "I didn't expect that I would be willing to do things after going out. Later, you can arrange more people to follow Brother Qi. I am afraid that something will happen and he will be hurt, so you can just walk."

    "Yes." Luo Liang replied.

    Zheng Shan looked at the two people talking to each other, and was stunned for a while. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and found that he must have recognized the wrong person. From what they said, it was possible that the shopkeeper of Wenfu Ji was Chen Yue.  The servant in the room?  What happened to Brother Qi going to the grain store to deliver rice?  Just as he was still feeling horrified, a powerful voice came from outside the door: "Fan Zhizhou learned that the Grain Bank was loyal to the country and set an example for the people. He personally delivered the 100,000 stones of grain and rice newly transported into the city by the Grain Bank to ask for it.  The reward food is ready!" (To be continued)

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