Chapter 219

"A mud leg, what kind of doorway can you make and dig a big pit for the Yang family!"

Yang Shuo was disdainful: "Could it be that someone dares to sell him salt!"

"Not really!"

Liu Zhiping said cautiously: "But that kid went to Feicang on the first day, bought two times or three times the price of salt in the market, and although he went to Lao Feizhuang on the second day, he still asked people to go to the town to buy salt, and the price was four or five times, and on the third day, he asked people to go to various villages and bid six times or seven times, and today is the fourth day, and let people go to the door and bid ten times." ”

"Bastard!"

slapped on the table, and Yang Shuo was angry and scurrying around with fat all over his body: "What does this mud leg want to do, do you want to pry my Yang family's foundation, he is so big." What is the reaction of Jiatou and stove households!"

Not to mention ten times, it is twice as much, if there is no pressure from the Yang family, Jiatou and the stove household will immediately defect.

"Jiatou wants to sell salt, but thinking of the Yang family's kindness, he can barely bear it!"

"A pound rises a penny!"

Yang Shuo was as irritable as thunder: "Whoever promised them, the Yang family collects 21 million catties of salt from Feicang every year, and every catty will cost 21,000 taels more." Tell those heads that they can't go up a penny. ”

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Liu Zhiping was worried: "But what if the stove farmer sells the salt to that kid?"

"Inform the Salt Transportation Division not to let them go through the formalities!"

Yang Shuo sneered: "Which stove households are poor ghosts who have eaten the last meal but not the next." The salt can't be sold, they can't last a few days, and sooner or later he asks the Yang family to reward them with a mouthful of food!"

Liu Zhiping slapped his ass again and again: "A bunch of bitter stove households, why are you fighting with the Yang family, the third young master, you will kill them with a word!"

"Humph!"

Yang Shuo's face was full of fat and hideous: "Let Jiatou pass the word, which village will make trouble again, the price of salt will be reduced by one penny when the salt is collected, and the Yang family who is making a lot of trouble will drive them away, so that they can't sell a grain of salt!"

"No!"

Liu Zhiping wanted to speak and stopped: "But what about that kid, I can't let him keep making trouble like this!"

"If he raises the price indiscriminately, he will find someone to sue him in the yamen and disrupt the price of salt in the market!"

Yang Shuo's eyes narrowed: "As for digging the well, he will dig it, the old Feizhuang salt well has been hollowed out, and he can't dig it for ten years!"

"Third Young Master, you still have to be careful!"

Liu Zhiping frowned and said: "Our eyeliner said that he didn't send someone to dig into the well, but made a big shelf to chisel, but the eyeliner can't get close to see, but the movement of the well sinking is quite big!"

"What's the use of being bigger!"

Yang Shuo was disdainful: "I don't believe that the salt well that has been emptied can still dig out new brine!"

"Third Young Master, it's not good!"

At this moment, a family member rushed in: "There is news from Feicang, Lao Feizhuang has dug a new salt well, and there are a lot of brine, and there are ten other people's wells at the top of a well!"

Smack!

Yang Shuo's hand shook, and the official kiln teacup of thirty taels of silver fell to the floor and shattered, and the fat on his face became extremely ugly!

How is it possible, the brine of Lao Feizhuang has been dried up, how can it be possible to produce new brine!

Liu Zhi's plane was pale.

If a new brine emerges, Lao Feizhuang will be able to boil salt, and that kid will have salt!

Jia Ding said in his ear for a while, Yang Shuo's face became more and more ugly, and finally his face became hideous: "Zhiping, don't you want to avenge your eldest brother and nephew, now you can do what you think!"

"Third Young Master Xie!"

Liu Zhiping's eyes are killing and rolling!

......

Boom!

On the Fei family's salt well, a large wooden frame was erected, a round wooden wheel that could be turned, a loop of rope winch was wrapped, and a two-hundred-pound iron drill bit was tied underneath!

As soon as the rope was released, the big drill bit smashed into the bottom of the well, and a huge sound came up.