Time is the best medicine to heal the pain, and the Ding family has been nailed to the pillar of shame, but people quickly forget about them, and just habitually see if there is anyone in their grain store to buy grain every day. Who's going to buy it?

The price of food is also 40 wen, and there are no ox carts moving around the streets and alleys every day, and the amount of food given is enough. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many people sat in the teahouse and watched the Ding family, they all came to see the show, as long as the Ding family's grain could not be sold, they seemed to feel much more comfortable in their hearts, and they didn't even let them earn forty wen!

I heard that the victims outside the city who have money to sell grain have been put into the city to settle down, and those who have no money to sell food are in the grass huts outside the city, and they have their own Taoist temples in Tokyo City to give them porridge, and I heard that the thick chopsticks of porridge can be inserted into it!

The teahouse is always the place where the gossip spreads the fastest.

"Did you hear about it, the Ding family's grain was not sold, I went to their house today to collect the accounts, and the Ding shopkeeper gave me the money while crying poor!" A middle-aged man in a black gown said to others.

"What's this, an emaciated camel is bigger than a horse! The Ding family sent you that spice money? But ......" An acquaintance answered, but just after saying a word, he stopped, his eyes widened and he looked in the direction of the Ding family's grain store with a look of horror.

Everyone was still waiting for his next sentence, and when they saw his ghostly expression, they couldn't help but wonder that they heard his miserable scream just about to urge: "It's water~!" Gone out of the water~! ”

The screams of horror with a hint of sharpness stimulated everyone's eardrums, but no one cared, everyone rushed to the railing on the second floor, and even Xiao Si leaned over with a curious face.

The backyard of the Ding family grain store is on fire, even in the daytime, you can see the orange flames, burning and spinning upwards, the front and back doors of the yard are opened, the guys in the store run out to fetch water, and the neighbors also help to extinguish the fire, not because they don't want to watch a good show, but the houses in Tokyo are connected, and the fire is too big to burn.

The first thing the Mariners do when they arrive is to tear down the walls and tear down the house, and their first duty is to stop the spread of the flames, to create a barrier around the fire, and then to put out the burning house.

Every 300 steps in the city of Tokyo, there is a military patrol shop, each shop has five soldiers, it stands to reason that it should come quickly, but the fire of the Ding family has burned for a while and no one has come, and the patrolling Yu Hou has begun to lead people to demolish the buildings connected to the Ding family.

The house collapsed in flames, and most of the surrounding buildings were demolished, forming a flame barrier, and huge smoke and dust rushed into the sky, and the smell of burnt grain wafted in the air.

The Ding family's grain store was burning there, the people were pointing around, and Ding Zhang was still carrying buckets of water with his work, and no one could stop him.

When the food has basically burned out, the soldiers are late, seeing that the isolation zone has been cleared around and then look at the fire, a few people will no longer rescue after discussion, Ding shopkeeper pulled the front of the shop soldier squad and roared: "Why don't you go to fight the fire!" ”

"Your shop is burned like this, and you can save a fart! Let's recover when it's done! The thief can't tell the difference between good and bad! The head of the team slapped the shopkeeper's hand away with one hand and shouted.

"Three hundred steps away is your submarine fire shop, why didn't you come early?" Shopkeeper Ding didn't plan to do this, and still chattered and asked.

"The backyard of the Goyo store is also on fire! We're going there to put out the fire! It's such a coincidence, what's the solution? I want to blame you Ding family's bad life! Do you blame us? ”

Shopkeeper Ding sat down on the ground dejectedly, his dejected appearance did not get the sympathy of the onlookers.

Everyone has burned out, the Ding family's grain store has become a ruin, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and with the support of the work, the Ding shopkeeper entered the ruins, and sent the work to check everywhere to see if he could find anything valuable.

A strange smile flashed on the face of the shopkeeper Ding, even if the grain is burned, it can't be bought at a low price for the people in the inner city, and the head of the family has finished explaining! What's the loss? Someone will help fill the hole for themselves.

Su Xun rushed to Tokyo City after settling everything in Ping'an Village, and the Su family father and son were finally reunited, but the atmosphere was not very harmonious, the three of them were working hard, there were too many accounts for the day, and Mr. Tent only had two Su brothers.

When he first saw his two sons, he saw them looking at him with tears in his eyes, Su Xun was very pleased, it seemed that Su Shi, who had never left him, finally knew what father's love was, but he was coaxed and deceived by them and dragged to the tent, looking at the flowing account like a hill to know why his son was so moved.

Two rebels! Finally someone to help them with their finances!

Yun Shu hummed a small tune into the tent, looked at the account book handed by Su Xun and looked at it a little and said: "Tomorrow, no, there will be no need to keep accounts from tonight, our task has been completed, and the food for the sky will be transported away tonight." ”

The father and son of the Su family let out a long breath, and then Su Xun asked strangely, "Who will take over these grains?" ”

"Of course, it's the grain merchants in the inner city! Why don't you sell them for the price of eighty wen a bucket? Pay the money with one hand and pay the food with the other! Yun Shu took out a cigarette roll from his arms, put it in his nose, and smoked greedily.

"Confused! Why is Brother Yun Xian so confused! Money is something outside the body, how can it be lost because of a small thing? What about the people of the outer city? What about the credit of Eat for the Day? Su Xun sighed.

Yun Shu looked at Su Xun's sad and pitiful appearance, and leisurely lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and spit out many beautiful smoke rings: "Brother Su, don't be in a hurry, before I set off, I asked Hao Jian to take people to the state capitals to spread the news of the extremely high grain prices in Tokyo City, from tomorrow countless grain merchants will pour into Tokyo City, there is a lot of grain, the quality of the grain is uneven, and the people in the city shop around......"

"The price of grain will inevitably drop!" Su Xun took Yun Shu's words and suddenly said.

Su Shi and Su Zhe are long~! snorted. He looked at Yun Shu with treacherous eyes. Sir is urgently getting rid of it, and let those profiteers in the inner city take over all the grain of Shiweitian, so as to avoid the impact of grain merchants and grain in foreign state capitals on grain prices.

Yun Shu unceremoniously rewarded the two of them with a violent shudder, and dared not to look at himself without admiring eyes, what a perfect plan, he didn't expect that the original backup plan would end so perfectly for today.

It is an inevitable law of economics that the grain market in Tokyo has changed from a seller's market to a buyer's market, and the end result of oversupply is a drop in prices! Thinking about the excitement of the grain merchants in the inner city when they collected the grain, Yun Shu really grieved for him.

But why did Cao Shi send the Cao family's grain to Shiweitian and sell it to the grain merchants in the inner city? What does he know?