Xu Ding dragged his tired body, a water and land conference was being held in his stomach, and he wandered around Xinghua City for a long time, where did he see anyone taking work, and most of the doors and windows of the shops were closed tightly. Everything that catches his eye can be as miserable as a refugee, and now the whole Xinghua is almost overcrowded. Xu Ding was so hungry that his legs swayed, the mountain was cold blowing on his body, and the rain was dripping, so cold that goosebumps rose all of a sudden, and his eyes had already begun to glow, and the three of them who didn't get something to eat would starve to death.

He wandered to the Xue family's rice shop, and he still had dozens of dollars in his pocket, so he bought a little rice to go back to the rescue. Before I arrived at the store, I heard the noise in front of the rice line through a rut. Xu Ding stepped forward, and the front of Mi Xing was surrounded by water. The men of the Xue family had a fierce light in their eyes, and the refugees in front of the door all looked haggard and excited, and the two sides were like fire and water, and they were nervously confronting each other.

Headed by the Xue family's rice line, a short shopkeeper, with small inverted triangular eyes, two pinches of mustaches, and a sour look. Behind him was a group of guys, these people exuded a vicious aura, and the disgust in the eyes of these homeless people was undisguised.

Xu Ding stood outside the crowd and watched for a long time, these refugees were noisily protesting against the Xue family's flood wealth, taking advantage of the flood to take the opportunity to raise the price of rice, the short shopkeeper confronted the crowd for a while, and saw that the people were turbulent, and he was also anxious, and scolded at the crowd: "Damn, you stinky people who want food, is it easy for Lao Tzu to make two sons in business?" Are you great when you have been plagued? Lao Tzu's rice business is no longer good, and he has to come to ask for food like you, what's the matter? Lao Tzu opened a shop to do business, can't he sell as much as he wants? Too expensive? It's too expensive, go buy it somewhere else! ”

A middle-aged man in the crowd was so angry when he heard his words, he scolded: "Where is there cheap rice to buy now, several rice shops in the city collude to raise the price, and the price of your Xue family's rice shop is quite cheap, we just came here, why did you increase the price as soon as you came!" Sure enough, the world is as black as a crow, no treacherous business, no business, no business! ”

"What?" The short shopkeeper turned around and slapped his buddy, his body was thin, and the energy that roared out was not small: "How many times have I told you, our rice shop is going to take advantage of this opportunity to make a big splash and give all the money that we haven't earned this year to Lao Tzu to earn back, others have a bucket of 100 Wen, we will sell 150 Wen, anyway, there is so much rice, they will come over to buy Lao Tzu's rice sooner or later, how many times has Lao Tzu told you, now other people's prices have risen to our front, Lao Tzu is still wondering, this price is so high, There are so many people who ask for food, it turns out that you are selling cheaper than others! Damn, go and change the bamboo sticks for the price of rice to Lao Tzu, I haven't made any money this year, and I have to give Lao Tzu to drink the northwest wind in the second half of the year! ”

The two pinches of mustache of the short shopkeeper were blown in the air, and he wanted to beat these guys when he picked up the flat pick of the rice line, he was so cruel to himself, not to mention the villagers who were in distress outside. The cold heart of the short shopkeeper did not even have a trace of warmth.

The guy changed the price tag of rice and inserted it on the snow-white rice, white rice and black characters, two hundred and twenty wen per bucket! Before the typhoon came, this bucket of rice only cost 70 yuan, and the expensive 80 yuan, these merchants took advantage of the flood to raise the price of rice by two times! Since the enthronement of the Holy One, the price of rice in our dynasty has never been so high!

The crowd exploded, and some people simply bent down and grabbed the clods of soil and stones on the ground, and viciously smashed them at the guy in Mi Xing and the short shopkeeper, and one stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The people of Mi Xing bite the fat in their mouths and refuse to let go, and the desperate people are also a vicious wolf, evil is born to the side of the gall, they have been dizzy by hunger, and it is a dead end to starve, who doesn't want to be a full ghost when they die! This was the beginning of the war.

Most of the refugees are bare-handed, some are so hungry that they don't even have the strength to beat people, how can they fight the guys of the Xue family, they are the real tigers, they have long wanted to make some trouble to show these stinky food, anyway, they don't have to bear the burden if something happens, the sky is falling and there is a tall forest on top, and the shopkeeper of the owner is behind the back, this addiction must be taken care of!

The refugees are very scattered, this force can not be twisted into a rope, under the impact of their own scattered, the people of the rice line are three or five groups, to bully the more and the less, the refugees scattered sand, washed by the flood, and went to run for their lives.

There are good deeds who ran to the county government to report to the officials, and the officials rushed to the Xue family's rice shop with water and fire sticks and iron plates, and the Xue family was fine, but the face was smashed by soil and stones, and they were a little embarrassed, and the refugees were different, falling to the ground and humming and chirping, which was already miserable, and now it is even worse.

"Who the did this?" Wu Renyi glanced at the crowd, now the county government is the most short of manpower, some people are going to patrol the river, some people are going to save people, the brothers are overloaded doing things, so tired that both eyelids are fighting, I wish I could go home and sleep beautifully with my wife, these dog days are still adding to the chaos, don't you think there are enough things!

Wu Renyi's nest was on fire for a long time, and finally he couldn't hold back his outbreak, he couldn't wait to answer, and ordered the official to look at the guy in his hand, and the wounded on his body was to beat him first, and he couldn't help but say that he would take them all back to the yamen. The prison in Xinghua has been in disrepair for a long time, and now it is smelly and damp inside, and cockroaches are rampant, and it is like a dung pit when it enters it. Stay for a few more days and be riddled with dampness, and live in it for a long time.

He is not a bully, the county magistrate strictly ordered, the flood is ruthless and people are merciful, beware of Xiao Xiao taking the opportunity to make trouble in the face of disaster, whoever takes the lead will resolutely fight down, and would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go! These Diao people don't make people worry at all, take them all away!

The refugees thought that these servants were good people, but in the blink of an eye, they ate a lot of killing sticks! Some of them who didn't make trouble weakly climbed up and asked, "My lord, they sit on the ground and raise prices, do you care?" ”

"Regardless of your mother, if you sell something, you are willing to sell and you are willing to buy, which royal law stipulates that the price of rice cannot rise. Can the oil umbrella and the northern umbrella be the same price when it rains? Love to buy or not to buy! "Wu Renyi hates these people from the bottom of his heart, and he has to be pressed by Song Zhixian's order.

The refugees were bored, and they could see that Wu Dutou was in a bad mood, and they didn't dare to make more noise in his ears, so they were ready to leave.

Wu Dutou thought for a while, and suddenly called the refugee back, and said: "Lord Zhixian has built a porridge shed in Yanchipu, you have nothing to eat to go there to see, maybe you can get some porridge to relieve hunger!" ”

The refugees shouted to the crowd, "Brothers, Yanchipu has made porridge, and even the water is out when you go late!" "Everyone also took care of the price of rice in Shilaozi to the sky, and went straight to Yanchipu, Yanchipu was crowded in front of the crowd, and there were so many people that they couldn't even insert it into the root town, all of them heard that there was porridge here, and the good people were not others, it was Song Guangdou, the magistrate of this county! Song Guangdou took out part of the old grain accumulated in the warehouse, this year's flood, the court stipulated that if there was a flood and drought that year, the rent tax could be deducted according to the loss, not to mention that there would be a little inventory in the treasury of each yamen, how could there be the corresponding tax grain every year, without leaving a little foundation for backup, encountering a little accident, not waiting to lose his head!

Xu Ding followed the crowd and also came to Yanchipu, I can't help but he didn't come, it turned out that he was still pointing to buy three or four catties of rice to carry it back, and when the water passed, everything was fine, this fucking more than 200 yuan a bucket of rice, how much can he buy with dozens of dollars in his pocket? Less than two catties, what is this, fortunately there is free porridge to eat, I don't know if it's true or not, someone in the crowd kept coming out with a coarse porcelain bowl, and in the bowl was a bowl of rare rice lake, which had been boiled for too long, and the rice grains had turned into paste, steaming hot, and Xu Ding had swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva without any ingredients. He turned and ran to the ancestral hall where the widow and her son were staying, and told them to come and drink porridge together.

What can gag the people? There is only food, Song Guangdou is generous to the court, through this Xinghua labor, according to the Liangchuan deployment, as expected, no one among the people remembers the bad before, only remember the bowl of hot porridge in the heavy rain.

The rice of several rice shops in the city was quickly sold out, and there was no way to go to Fuzhou to Qingyuan, and now the road is broken, and not a grain of rice can be transported in, even so, it still makes a lot of money for several rice stores. The most profitable is Zheng Zuliang's Zheng Ji Rice Company.

They had wrapped all the rice in Qingyuan a few months ago, and the polished rice of other people's rice shops was sold out when it was more than 200 yuan a bucket, after all, this kind of price was already a sky-high price that generations of people had not dared to imagine. But this rain has not changed at all, the price of rice is directly proportional to the rain, the more rain, the higher the price of rice, and now it has risen to more than 300 yuan, and it is still impossible to buy. Zheng Ji's rice shop can queue up for nearly half a mile to buy rice every day, and their inventory is quite sufficient, so they don't worry about selling it out at all, which is the amount of rice that the largest port in the southeast transports from Lingnan in a year.

Stone eyes for a long time, he has already thought that Xinghua can have a flood, then Fuzhou Jianzhou Tingzhou under Yongan Qingyuan Dongshan is definitely the same flood disaster, they will also be short of grain there, the price of rice falls every year because of a bumper harvest, and the high price of rice is naturally because of the lack of harvest. At that time, the southeast area could not transfer grain, so they could only come to him, and the purchase price was only more than 40 yuan, and now it has been sold for more than 300 yuan, and the profit is more than several times. When Dad comes back, he must surprise him, and finally be able to prove himself, which is also the material for business.