No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 52

"Where are you taking me, brother?"

"Go and find out."

"Let me guess... well, it could be rice shop, right?"

Ouyang Rong walked in front and smiled lightly, but didn't speak.

"Senior brother is troubled."

Xie Lingjiang smiled:
"However, junior sister, I go to the morning market every day. Today, the price of some rice shops in the East Market has fallen back to before the senior brother released the price limit order, and even dropped slightly... [-] cents a bucket!"

She clenched her fists and wrinkled her nose, "Hmph, those profiteers are rushing to make a move, they deserve it!"

"That's the price." Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Besides, it's not the rice shop."

Xie Lingjiang was curious, "Oh?"

Ouyang Rong didn't speak any more, and left the county government office with Xie Lingjiang. Before leaving the mansion, Liu Ashan appeared out of nowhere and silently followed behind the young magistrate.

Xie Lingjiang is used to this, this dull, tall, tattooed man does not know where his senior found him, and now he is his long follower.

Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang, and Liu Ashan left Luming Street and walked towards the west of the county.

On the road.

Ouyang Rong suddenly said to Liu Ashan who was following behind him, "Thanks for your hard work."

The tall, thin man wearing a gray scarf to cover the ink on his forehead shook his head.

Xie Lingjiang didn't squint, and said softly:

"Is it really all burned?"

"Junior Sister thinks your hands are a bit dirty?"

"No, it's because I feel sorry for the food. I'm short of food now. A thousand stones can save many people."

"One thousand stones must be burned. And now there is no shortage of food. There are more than 20 stones on the dock. The food needed for disaster relief is no longer worrying, and the food needed for flood control is enough. Later, some can be distributed to Jiangzhou City and Neighboring counties."

A certain young county magistrate muttered, pinched the slender fingers under the long sleeves, and nodded slightly:
"Most half of Jimin Cang has been measured... It turns out that Jimin Cang is orthodoxly located in Longcheng."

He smiles.

It has been regarded as something in the bag.

Xie Lingjiang said softly:
"Senior brother is really ruthless... But if you don't be ruthless, you can't easily solve the food problem. I think Mr. Shen in Jiangzhou will be very relieved that he chose to trust senior brother."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Actually, I'm still soft-hearted. I'm not as ruthless as the Liu family, otherwise it will be another clean round."

He rubbed his face, then turned his head and asked: "Junior Sister, believe it or not, she said something in the lobby just now, and she was really sincere."

"What?"

"I really appreciate them."

"..." Xie Ling and Jiang Renjun couldn't help it, "The senior brother said to burn it, so he burned it, it seems to scare him."

"However, Liu Lang will 'get' back the grain of Shopkeeper Li's food in the end, a lot of his."

"Brother, do you dislike that businessman surnamed Ma?"

"No."

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"The manager of the horse and the manager of Li are two kinds of people. The manager of the horse is hard, and the manager of Li is soft. To deal with the hard ones, you have to be harder. To deal with the soft ones, you have to be hard first and then soft. Therefore, a thousand shi of grain must be burned. The cleaner the burning, the better. good."

"Where is my younger brother? Are you going to be hard or soft?" Xie Lingjiang asked curiously.

"Don't come, he is a smart man."

Ouyang Rong walked in front and said casually:
"Just wait a few more days, and some of them will slowly react. If a thousand shi of grain can spontaneously ignite, then 20 shi at the pier can also spontaneously ignite. Langdu's granary can also be robbed by bad guys. There is already soft and hard, and these grain merchants know how to choose."

Xie Lingjiang silently looked at his brother's back.

"arrive."

At a street intersection in the west of the city, Ouyang Rong stopped, turned sideways, and signaled to his junior sister.

The latter was taken aback, "Is this...a porridge shed?"

"Guess whose."

"Liu... home?"

"Let's go, let's also get some porridge from Mr. Liu Dashan, and take advantage of the last few days of business." The young county magistrate in ordinary clothes smiled and walked first.

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but look at the porridge shed that gave out porridge for charity. It looked ordinary, but there was a nursery hall next to the porridge shed, which seemed to be connected together, and it was all run by the Liu family.

In her impression, it was the Liu family who insisted on setting up porridge pies in Longcheng County before. Although Xie Lingjiang hated some members of the Liu family who were against his senior brother, he still had some reservations about this kind act.

In the past when she was studying in the academy, she had heard of or seen some gentry and landlords who served porridge in bad years. At that time, she felt that there may be many rich and unkind people in this world, but there are still some landlords and kind people.

"Why did the senior brother say it was going to close down?"

"If you can't make money, you will go bankrupt."

Ouyang Rong lined up to get a bowl of porridge, thanked him with a smile, and walked aside with Xie Lingjiang.

He looked at the not-so-sustaining Yuying Hall next to him, then looked down into the bowl, and muttered: "It's even rarer than last time, it seems that I really can't make much money... It's a pity, the disaster in our Dragon City is not serious .”

Ouyang Rong's tone was regretful.

"What do you mean, make money?" Xie Lingjiang asked.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and asked suddenly: "Little sister, do you know how much such a simple porridge shed, plus a nursery hall, can earn in a disaster year after a severe drought or flood?"

Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt her teeth rattling uncontrollably. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "You, say."

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and took a sip of porridge, softly:
"The good people usually build bridges and pave roads, and they are well-known for their good reputation. When the disaster year comes, they will take the lead in assisting the government, building porridge sheds and pots to cook porridge, gathering refugees together, and hanging them half dead with a bowl of gruel. Don't worry, this The porridge will only become thinner and thinner. When the refugees feel weak and dizzy from hunger, they will directly serve hot white flour steamed buns.

"People who are about to die of starvation don't have much thinking ability. Seeing this kind of hot white steamed buns can make you red-eyed, and then throwing a few can exchange your wealth. But this kind of steamed buns just look delicious, but they are the worst. Hungry, those who should starve to death after eating still can't run away. After going around like this, they cut a wave of floating money with a sickle.

"That alone can't be enough. The great benevolent sent the Buddha to the west, and then set up a nursery hall next to the porridge shed. Before the parents starve to death, they can entrust the infants and orphans, but the benevolent can't give you a white raise. The owner of the house deed and land deed Let's entrust them together. The euphemistic name is to return the child when he grows up, but if the child fails to live up to his expectations, then no one can blame the good people.

"However, there are some kind-hearted people who raise orphans, but they can't run away as slaves. They have to be cows and horses to repay the kindness of raising them, right? If the orphans are older, they can be sold directly as slaves. Money. Well, speaking of which, some great benevolent people advocated that 'over the past few decades, more than [-] live babies have immeasurable merits', but it is not entirely false."

After hearing this, Xie Lingjiang felt cold all over, and couldn't help saying, "I have a question, why don't they buy their own food when they are obviously rich?"

Ouyang Rong said softly:

"The reason why a disaster year is a disaster year is that even if you have money, you can't buy food, so you can only guard your house and fields. If a good person has more energy, he will bring the government's disaster relief food to his porridge shed, and then Collaborate with other gentry grain merchants to close their doors and not sell... Now you know why Liu Dashan is flooded every year and gets rich every year."

"The Dragon City..."

"I don't know about the disaster years in Dragon City in the past, but this year's flood... When I just left Donglin Temple and went down the mountain to enter the city, the porridge shed and nursery hall of the Liu family were very busy, and even the disaster relief food in the yamen Some of them serve porridge here."

Xie Lingjiang was silent for a while.

"Then after senior brother took office, he changed to building a disaster relief camp on the outskirts of the city to distribute food for free. Wouldn't that cut off the Liu family's source of income?"

"It's not all. Liu Dashan's sickle cuts those families with some surplus money in the city, and those in the suburbs are all poor people who have flooded their houses and fled from all directions, or they have already been cut. Liu Dashan I am not interested in these poor ghosts, and our county government's relief food can only keep these people."

Ouyang Rong said seriously again:
"So I said, I am very grateful to Ni Shidi and these foreign grain merchants. At least they brought grain to sell. The higher the price, the higher it is. Instead of letting the entire grain market in Longcheng be controlled by Liu Ziwen and the others .”

She was standing under the sun at noon, with hot porridge in her hands, but Xie Lingjiang felt her hands and feet were cold. Looking at the porridge shed and nursery in front of her, her eyes were full of bones and starvation.

Ouyang Rong didn't say a word, knowing that a certain junior sister couldn't accept it for a while.

He waited for a while, turned his head and smiled as much as possible, and said in a relaxed tone:
"But soon, your senior brother, I really want to completely offend the Liu family. The price of food is still high right now, and the Yuyingtang still has a little bit of money to cut. I pretend to be a good person to cheat, but the price of food in a few days... Well, little sister, hurry up While it’s hot, cherish the limited gruel before closing down.”

The little junior sister still bowed her head and remained silent.

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to take the bowl in her hand, but when he grabbed the bowl, he accidentally touched the back of little junior sister Bai Shengsheng's hand.He lowered his head and looked at the red fingertips that were stabbed. It seemed that he had been stabbed by a sharp object, but there was no bleeding.

"Why does Junior Sister still have thorns?" A rose?
"I'm sorry...brother."

Xie Lingjiang couldn't control the anger in his body, he raised his hand, wanting to bring his fingers to check, but he retracted halfway.

She raised her head and her eyes were red, and she apologized: "I quarreled a few days ago, and I shouldn't have said those angry words. At that time, I didn't know that the so-called so-called good people and porridge sheds were actually such bloody and cruel words. scene."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "It's okay, are you in a bad state..."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly said: "Brother, didn't you ask before, what are the seventh ranks of the human path?"

Ouyang Rong was taken aback, Xie Lingjiang had already spoken:
"The flipper."

"The seventh-rank and eighth-rank are very different. The former directly enters the middle-rank Qi trainer, Zhu Fei's spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy is released, but this is also an extremely difficult gap...

"Father once said that reading ten thousand volumes of books is a gentleman, but book flippers... only flip books and don't read. I didn't know what this meant before, but now... I suddenly understand."

Xie Lingjiang turned his head and sniffed, "Just now the realm has moved."

"This is a happy event." Ouyang Rong smiled, "Then add another happy event."

He turned his head: "Ah Shan."

"exist."

"Notify over there that we are going to open a warehouse. Starting today, we will put our stored grain on the market. The price will come first..." The young county magistrate smiled shyly, "Let's get a fraction of the market price, five cents a bucket. Meaning, let’s celebrate for my junior sister.”

"Yes!" Liu Ashan left in response.

A certain lady of the Xie family quietly glanced at the young county magistrate who was smiling like a spring breeze, and couldn't help shouting:
"Big Brother."

"What?" Ouyang Rong turned around.

"……never mind."

The junior sister said with a smile.

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(End of this chapter)