Chapter 59: The Despair of the Coolie Man (Asking for a Monthly Pass Collection)

At first, the man who spoke heard the persuasion of the people around him, his anger disappeared by half, he pinched the spirit stone in his hand with his backhand, struggled to take out some broken spirit stones and counted, and finally sighed helplessly.

Originally, he thought that this time he would come out and buy a few catties of spiritual rice, and then he would have some spirit stones left, and he would pass by the meat stall on East Street and cut some pig's head meat to go home to supplement the meat.

Now it seems that he thinks too well about this world!

The price of these profiteers has gone up casually, and the little spirit stone in their hands is only enough to buy rice, and they have to buy a lot less, barely enough for their whole family to eat for three days, what can I do.

The man's face was full of sorrow, it was not okay not to buy it, even if it was expensive, he could only buy it hard.

The old lady in the family is sick and has no money to take medicine, and the old lady is in a very weak time, how can she do without food.

The mother-in-law and the child stayed at home to take care of the old lady, and the two mouths had not eaten for a whole day, so they were waiting for the spirit stone earned by their hard work to open the pot!

The man hesitated for a long time, but then turned around and came back, and asked the guy on the Yongchang in a whisper:

"This m... Can it be cheaper?"

The two guys at the door of the rice shop heard everything that happened just now, and they also knew that the man was in trouble, but at this time, these two people behaved as if they hadn't heard it.

"No, don't buy the dodge point, there are people in the back!"

As the guys of the Yongchang, this kind of thing happens every day, and it has long been commonplace for them.

So when he heard this, no one paid attention to him at all, and a few guys were still working on their own.

"Now in this year, he has a problem, am I better?"

"No one is good, so don't say if you can help, if you provoke the shopkeeper, my job will have to be smashed!"

Finally, when it was the man's turn, a smile appeared on his dark face, and he squeezed forward and handed the spirit stone to the two guys with some distress.

The man waited for a while with hope, but what he got back was only a little more than three catties and less than four catties of white rice.

If only that's it, the man held the very small bag in his hand, and trembled with anger, these rice can't be called 'white rice' at all, almost all of them are yellowish and unusually rough old rice.

"This is all Lao Tzu's hard-earned money! You guys, you guys are just wolf-hearted!!"

The man was angry and threw the rice away, but he couldn't do it, if the rice was thrown away, the family would really not be able to boil the pot.

But even if you don't move a bite, you can only last for two days at most, what can you do!

The man glanced at the two guys of the Yongchang number, and he couldn't wait to punch them in the face, or pick up the brick and smash it directly on the shopkeeper's face to relieve the hatred!

Just a few days ago, these spirit stones could buy twice as much white rice as this, but now it has only been a few days of hard work, not to mention that it has been reduced by half, and even the quality of rice noodles is difficult to guarantee.

The man was standing in place in a daze, but at this time, he heard another aunt who had just bought rice sprinkle rice on the faces of several guys, and scolded with a scolding face:

"You black-hearted profiteers, I curse you to go out and be struck by lightning!"

"To earn the hard-earned money of our ordinary people, is it used to buy coffins, right?

Hehe, the old lady forgot, you profiteers will not be sold even if you buy coffins, smack!"

The aunt simply scolded the hearts of everyone present, and most of them followed and threw the rice at a few guys, and then scolded.

The man struggled for a long time, and finally couldn't make up his mind to throw this bit of yellow rice out, after all, there were still three mouths waiting to eat at home.

For a long time, he looked at the chaos in front of him, but his face was gloomy, and he had no intention of caring about it, so he could only turn around and leave silently.

In fact, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened on Wing Cheong Street, but none of them will have any impact on the Wing Cheong.

In the early morning of the next day, the rice shop will still open as usual, continue to monopolize the grain and rice trade, and continue to raise prices.

The sun on this day was slightly dazzling, shining on the man's body, but showing a slightly rickety back, the man trembled and walked on the street, holding a light fluttering rice bag in his hand, but his steps were heavy, as if he weighed a thousand catties.

It stands to reason that this kind of man who specializes in doing coolies to support his family does manual work, and he is a person with extraordinary strength, and it is effortless to hold this small bag, but this few catties of rice makes him feel hopeless about the next life.

According to the current price increase rate of Jingshi, the man understands in his heart that even if he doesn't eat or drink day and night, and dreams of doing coolies, it will not be enough to buy rice next time.

Soon, he will not even be able to afford a pound of rice, so he can only repeat the process of other people's homes, watch his children and his mother starve to death, and then take his mother-in-law to become one of the many refugees.

"Hey—"

Looking at the appearance of this man, the other people who were running around also sighed, in fact, they were all running around for a living, and the day was precarious.

If you want to manage, you are powerless.

In this kind of year, even the money of some officials is unreliable, obviously the court has no money, and these ordinary people can only get by.

was walking slowly, a tall figure appeared in front of the man, and when he looked up, it was Liu Dong, the head of the stall, who arrived with the messengers.

Liu Dong belongs to the kind with a very good reputation among the stalls of Jinyiwei, and the silver is often given to the people, and he can't see this kind of pitiful thing the most, so he said to this man:

"Here, take it, buy it again!"

"Is this...?"

The man's face was full of horror at first, and he thought that the messenger was going to rob him of rice, but when he saw the comer, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, took these spirit stones with trembling hands, and was moved to kneel down and kowtow to Liu Dong immediately.

But when he raised his head, he saw Liu Dong leaving him with a team of soldiers and horses, and walked towards the Yongchang angrily.

The man is also a person who knows how to repay kindness, and when he saw Wang Ping walking over with the messenger Ben Yongchang, he also understood what was about to happen, chased a few steps, and stepped forward to remind:

"Liu stallhead, this Yongchang can't be provoked, so don't go. ”

"What do you say?" Liu Dong clenched his saber and turned his head to look at him, but his pace did not stop, he just turned his head and asked, "This is an order from above, what backing can the Yongchang have?"

"The benefactor still doesn't know, the neighborhood has spread that the owner of this Yongchang is the Fan family of Zhangjiakou, so it can't be easily provoked!"

"Benefactor, the villain said something unlucky, Yongchang has such an owner, even the thousands of households in the Jinyi Guard are afraid that they can't afford to provoke, you can still avoid it. ”

When it comes to the Fan family in Zhangjiakou, it can be said that everyone in the business world knows and no one knows.

Hearing this, not only Liu Dong, but also the whole team had a big change in complexion, it was not a wise move to provoke the Fan family, and according to internal information, Jin Yiwei's suppression made Luo Yangxing have a good relationship with the Fan family, if he accidentally offended, it would not end well.

But thinking that he was a Jinyi guard and the Son of Heaven's pro-army, he suppressed the panic in his heart, but the clear-eyed people could still see that they were forced to calm down.

These merchants, in other words, are the so-called Jinshang Group.

Each family has its own spokesperson in the imperial court, and the local government often communicates with it, and officialdom bribery is commonplace.

Hundreds of officials jointly deceived the emperor, resulting in the current situation of monopolizing the market, and even the imperial court was unable to raise enough silver grain for disaster relief for a while.

These chaebols usually go their separate ways, but when something happens, they can quickly form a unified group, which is not only rich, but also powerful.