Raymond looked anxious, and his original flesh and blood couldn't help but overflow a few drops of hot sweat.

The sleeves made of high-grade fabrics were wiped casually, sat next to Dao Luofeng, and said in a low voice: "Mr. is like a god, and Fujiqi will really can't help it, and quietly raised the price of private salt." ”

Luo Feng nodded, everything was expected by him.

However, for the sake of prudence, I still asked again: "Are the county orders and county guards all in order?!" ”

When Raymond heard this, he laughed: "Don't worry, Mr. Rather, the county order and the county guard don't care about these things." ”

"Instead of chaotic management, it is better to unify it, the bigger we pretend, the more they will collect."

Luo Feng nodded, there is no accident, this is the bad root of human nature, no matter where the world is, bureaucratic organizations can always learn to corrupt without a teacher.

If you want to stop this situation, you can only restrain it with stronger forces, and now in a remote and small county like Xuan'an County, not to mention the imperial history and civil officials, there are very few literati.

The current bureaucracy, in alliance with the local family, is really capable of doing whatever it wants.

"If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be able to do it for a long time."

Luo Feng muttered and suddenly got up.

Raymond was surprised: "Sir, where are you going?" ”

"Go to the site to supervise." Luo Feng cut the railway

Throughout the ages, there have been countless cases where the big picture has been ruined by a small thing.

As a steady Xiaolangjun, Gou Dao Immortal, he decided not to allow this kind of thing to happen.

The germ of danger, without even thinking about it, is directly strangled in the seed.

Wenzhen, the beginning of a day's life.

The smell of fireworks permeates Wenzhen, and the early morning of the town is very lively, and the cries of vegetable vendors on both sides of the road come and go, mixed with strange squeaky sounds in the middle......

In order to make a living, ordinary people start a day's work, which is very lively.

Uncle Qin, the porter at the entrance of the town, hurriedly ran over from outside, startled and scolded, accusing him of breaking the peace of the town.

Uncle Qin turned around and blurted out a scolding: "What is it called, there will be your call later." ”

"Uncle Zhao of the Fuji Society, if you want to raise the price of salt, let's just sit and wait for death."

The bustling market was silent for a moment, and then a huge wave was set off.

Wenzhen is already short of salt, and the private salt dealers sell salt at a high price, and the people are miserable.

All kinds of voices squeak, all kinds of remarks.

Someone proposed to gather a crowd to make trouble against Uncle Zhao, and he smiled awkwardly at the end, and he didn't believe it himself.

Some people said that they went to the government to ask for help from the officials, but in the end, they retreated silently, and he didn't believe it.

…………

The vegetable market is chaotic, and people seem to have turned into chickens and ducks.

Some were noisy, some were crying, and three or five old men were desperately holding their grandsons in their arms and falling into the mud and dirty water.

Others still have the capital to shout, they are penniless.

I can't afford salt anymore, I can't afford salt anymore.

In an unknown corner, a figure quietly retreated, and a moment later appeared in a courtyard.

Luo Feng and Raymond are both here, looking far away, patiently waiting for information.

When you hear that there is a sensation in the bazaar, you know that it has happened.

Hurriedly asked the shadow, the specific situation in the bazaar.

The shadow said it one by one, and the helper Raymond became more and more happy, and patted the shadow on the shoulder excitedly: "If it can be done, you will be responsible for the salt of this town." ”

The shadow suddenly bowed to joy, no one wants to be a shadow for the rest of their lives, everyone wants to live in the open.

When the shadow left, Raymond laughed and said, "Don't worry about this time, sir, I will order my subordinates to sell salt at one-tenth of the price of the salt of the private salt dealers." ”

"No!" Luo Feng shouted decisively: "You can't sell one-tenth." ”

"Mr. means ......"

Although Raymond was puzzled, he still respected Luo Feng's advice based on years of trust.

Luo Feng said in a deep voice: "One-tenth, but it is the normal price of salt, we have to sell one-twentieth." ”

"In addition, let the hall masters lurking in the town come here."

Raymond was shocked and asked, "Why is this ......?"

…………

The price of salt was originally 20 Wen, and the vine will now sell it for 300 Wen, and the people hate this price to the core, but they are helpless.

Salt is a necessity, and if you don't eat anything else, you'll get sick at worst and die if you don't eat salt.

What business is the most profitable, and the monopoly business is the most profitable.

What kind of drugs, robbing banks, compared to monopoly, are worthless.

Just when the people of Wenzhen were lamenting their miserable fate, a drum suddenly sounded in the center of the town.

It's human nature to be curious.

When the first person flows, the vast majority of people will follow.

The people of Wenzhen followed the undercover spies arranged by the Xuan'an Gang and gathered under the big drum.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a tiger coat with a steady face walked out, it was Raymond.

Looking at the ignorant people below, a trace of excitement flashed in Raymond's eyes, this is the source of future wealth!

So, according to the script written by Luo Feng, Raymond used three drums.

instantly calmed the scene, took advantage of the fact that the people of Wenzhen did not react and returned, and preemptively lived the right to speak.

Raymond pulled his throat and said passionately: "People can't go without salt for a day, no salt is no life!" There are four salt shops in Wenzhen, and they are all bastards, slugs, and nasty ruffians......"

"They said that the price of salt was forcibly raised to 300 yuan, what is this, this is the life of our people~!"

"I am Raymond, and I am also from Wenzhen, I went out to do business in my early years, and now I am ready to return to Wenzhen, but I didn't expect to see such a tragedy as soon as I came back."

"I am also from Wenzhen, I am Lao Lei, I really can't stand it."

"So I Lao Lei decided to take the one million accumulated by my ancestors to fund the people of Wenzhen, and from today on, the salt of my Lei family will not be sold for 300 Wen, not 20 Wen! Only sell for 10 wen! ”

Raymond was a warrior, and he shouted deliberately, and his voice resounded throughout the square like a broadcast.

The people of Wenzhen whispered, but they couldn't believe it.

At this time, the pre-prepared sailors jumped out and shouted, "Give me ten wen." ”

Raymond took a handful of salt, walked around the crowd, weighed two pounds, and handed it to the navy.

There is the first, there is the second, the third and the fourth, and there is a steady stream of scrambling to buy salt.

Luo Feng, who was standing silently on the side, smiled indifferently.

The principle of standing wood for faith will never go out of style.

At this moment, the water army mixed in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly

"Master Lei is here, Wenzhen is peaceful! Master Lei is here, and the blue sky is there! ”

"Old man Lei is a good man~!"

The people of Wenzhen pondered it carefully, and immediately felt that it made sense, and they also shouted with the trend.

For a while, Raymond's reputation instantly skyrocketed.

In less than a day, all the people of Wenzhen came to Raymond to buy salt.

[I'm just lazy and asking for leave, don't talk nonsense. The code word still has to be coded, and it doesn't write what everyone sees, right? 】