The people who were swept by the storm of the New Deal took action one after another, buying chickens and buying chickens, looking for boats looking for boats, and people came and went on various streets, so it was not lively.

"Boss, do you still have chicks here? What the? Gone? It's only been less than an hour since the market opened, why is it gone? ”

In Dongshi, a man in a gray sweatshirt is yelling at a vendor selling chicken seedlings.

"Boss, hey, don't go, I want all the rest of your chicks!"

"What? One hundred? Why don't you grab it? Wasn't it still eighty a while ago? ”

"If you don't buy it, if you don't buy it now, it will be more expensive in the future!"

Before, Li Cheng and his family bought chicken seedlings on a large scale, and once pushed the price of chicken seedlings from 60 or 70 Wen to 125 Wen apiece, and later Wang Renyi shipped 80,000 chicken seedlings from the south, Li Cheng and his family no longer bought chicken seedlings, and the chicken seedling market in Chang'an gradually returned to calm, and the price of chicken seedlings gradually dropped from the original 125 Wen to 780 Wen a piece.

Now the imperial court has launched the policy of reducing the amount of chickens, the people have rushed to grab all the seedlings, and the inventory of many chicken seedling traders was quickly snapped up.

"Hehe, you mortals! How pathetic! ”

Mei Jun, who came to Chang'an to catch the market today, looked at the farmer who was rushing to buy chicken seedlings in front of him, and sighed with a superior face.

Since Meicun was divided into Li Zexuan's fiefdom, they only need to pay rent to Li Zexuan, a big landlord, every year, and Li Zexuan has already launched a policy of reducing the rent of raising chickens, so this policy of the imperial court has no impact on them at all, and they naturally don't need to follow others to buy chicken seedlings.

"Mei Dazui, what are you doing here? Why don't you grab a spot to sell eggs? Be careful to go back to your mother-in-law and not spare you! ”

This was a thin hand, which suddenly slapped on Mei Jun's shoulder, and then Liu Erye's slightly ridiculous voice came.

Compared with a few months ago, Liu Erye looks more energetic, maybe the elderly will be more energetic once they have something to do.

"Second Master Liu, why are you kidding me again?"

Mei Jun turned around and grinned.

"Mei Dazui, why do so many people buy chicken seedlings today?"

"I just heard from others that it seems that the imperial court issued a decree today to encourage the people to raise chicken seedlings, and 100 chickens can be exempted from 10% of the tax."

"Haha, there is such a good thing? But this treatment has long been enjoyed by Meicun, and it is also a free chicken seedling, haha! ”

Liu Erye smiled proudly, but this was too hateful, and a man next to him immediately glared and said:

"What do you say? Your village has been treated like this for a long time? And the chicks are still free? ”

"Haha, this can still lie to you, it's really thanks to Lord Li!"

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"Wang Furen, why is your boat still idle on the dock? Why don't you go to the military department to report? ”

"Why did you report it?"

"Didn't you read today's newspaper? The imperial court wants to send troops to escort the fleet south to exchange grain, the grain in the south is cheap, and the spices are also cheap, we take silk and porcelain and follow the imperial army to the small countries of Nanyang to purchase goods, and when we come back and resell, we will definitely make a lot of money! ”

"Really, but what if this newspaper is a lie?"

"Confused! You don't look at who runs the newspaper. Lord Li's family is rich enough to lie to you? How much are you worth? ”

"Then brother, you wait for me, my family has ten big ships, let's follow the army of the imperial court to Nanyang to drink a sip of soup!"

This kind of dialogue, in today's Chang'an City, is definitely more than one. Businessmen's sense of smell is often the keenest, the capital market has always been a three-layer wave without fashion, and now with the east wind of this decree of the imperial court, how can it not set off a monstrous wave?

Guiyi Fang.

Meng Wenhao's home.

"Dad, why did you come back so early today?"

Meng Wenhao is resting today, and is teaching his little sister to write at home, when suddenly the courtyard door was pushed open, and a thin and dark middle-aged man came in, he was not tall and not strong, but the slightly curved spine that was pressed seemed to be full of infinite strength, as if it could hold up a piece of sky. His gray clothes were covered with mud and sand, and it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing clothes or sand. Meng Wenhao heard the sound, looked up, and saw that it was his father, he patted his little sister's head, hurriedly greeted him, and said happily.

"Well, I don't have much work to do today, and I'll come back early after I'm done for my father! Hao'er, are you still teaching Yaya to write? ”

The middle-aged man took off his mud-covered shirt to reveal his dark, thin but very strong chest, and said with a smile to the son in front of him, whom he was most proud of.

"Well, Dad, Yaya has learned a lot of words recently! I also taught Yaya the pinyin invented by our husband, and in the future, Yaya may know more words than some rich children! ”

Meng Wenhao rarely showed a little child's innocent expression, and asked his father for credit.

Of course, Meng's father didn't know what pinyin was, but he knew that his son was very good at reading, and what he said must have made sense, he went to wash his hands next to the well with a smile, and said "um" to Meng Wenhao, and then the little girl in the house also ran out, "giggled" and laughed: "Daddy, daddy, are you back?" ”

The middle-aged man wiped his face, and saw that he didn't know where to conjure up a candy man wrapped in paper, and then he squatted down, squinted his eyes and smiled at his daughter: "Come on, Yaya, this is what Dad bought for you, hurry up and eat it, don't say it to your mother~!" ”

Yaya's slightly yellowed, malnourished face suddenly looked like a blooming flower, so brilliant that the sun was eclipsed, as if it was the most beautiful angel in the world, the little girl opened her ruddy little mouth, revealing a little rabbit tooth, "giggled" and smiled, as crisp and pleasant as a silver bell, "Ya~!" It's a sugar man, daddy is so good! ”

Yaya happily took the sugar man in Meng's father's hand, opened the oil paper outside, and looked at the lifelike cute little man, the little girl hesitated for a moment, handed it back, and said crisply: "Daddy earns money to support the family, Daddy is the hardest, Daddy eats first!" ”

Father Meng looked at his daughter's innocent but persistent little face, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, he sent the sugar man to his daughter's mouth again, and grinned: "Dad is tired of eating it for a long time, Yaya, eat it quickly!" ”

"Humph! Daddy lies! You've said that before, but you've never eaten it! Daddy doesn't eat it, and Yaya doesn't eat it either! ”

The little girl seems to have learned wisely lately, and she is not fooled at all.

"Okay, well, Daddy eat a little."

Father Meng was helpless, so he could only lightly knock on a corner of the sugar man, but the faint sweetness in his mouth could not wash away the bitterness in his heart, and suddenly he thought of something again, and for a while, he looked at his daughter's mixed tastes.

"My brother also works hard to go to school every day, and my brother has to eat first!"

Yaya saw that her father really ate it, and immediately happily sent the candy man to Meng Wenhao.

With the experience of the past, Meng Wenhao did not shirk, he also gently bit off a corner, then patted the little sister's pigtail, and said with a smile: "Okay, my brother has eaten it too, Yaya go play elsewhere!" ”

"Uh-huh!"

"Dad, is something wrong?"

Meng Wenhao saw that Yaya was walking away, and then he looked at his worried father and asked.

Father Meng looked stunned and hurriedly said, "No, it's nothing!" ”

"Dad, there must be something, can you still hide it from the child? If you have something to say, let's figure it out together! ”

Father Meng thought for a while and hesitated: "Hao'er, I may have to go out for my father in a few days, maybe two or three months......"

"Dad, where are you going?"

Meng Wenhao asked urgently.

"Go...... Go overseas! ”

Father Meng swallowed and finally confided the truth, but this sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Meng Wenhao, who was blown up, was stunned in place!

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