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There was a morbid piety on the face of almost every merchant, and at this moment they were not the bosses of the philistine, not the merchants who stenched of copper from top to bottom, but a kind of fanatical believers. The flush on everyone's faces, as if they had seen the gods descend on a pilgrimage, made them look a little weird.

Several times the profit is enough for them to trample on any ethics and morality in this world, as well as the legal order.

"This thing can't be too ugly, Ren is still a little difficult to mess with. The man in the main seat smiled, not really looking at Wren in his eyes. Sitting here are the big grain makers from the Bell Provincial Chamber of Commerce, and the subsidies and tax rebates offered by Rennes are very popular, and both sides have been in a honeymoon period for the past few months. Tax rebates and subsidies allow these businessmen to earn more than ten points more than usual, and when everyone is beneficial, businessmen naturally do not see another side of Rennes.

Moreover, Sarcomo's granddaughter is still in Rennes's house, which is like an insurance, if things do rush towards the inevitable abyss, in the end, the situation can be pulled back to safety through Sarcomo's connections.

They control the grain trade in the entire province of Bell, as well as control several grain routes, and it can be said that in terms of grain, they deserve to call themselves the uncrowned kings.

Since there is no consequence of doing so, why not try it? If you don't try nothing, maybe Wren will pinch his nose and admit it.

"I think we should ...... like this"

The merchants huddled together and talked about each other, and finally everyone nodded contentedly and toasted together, shouting the uplifting slogan - for the gold!

The dark clouds in the sky finally receded on April 8, and I stood in the long-lost sunshine, stretching my body, and the thick smell of decay and musty dissipated in the air. But instead of a smile on people's faces, they were worried. The price of grain has fallen, but there is not much grain to buy, and the major grain merchants in the city have all been exhausted, and even the doors of the warehouses are wide open, allowing people to go in and take a look. Not to mention finding one or two unopened bags of grain, not even a single kernel of wheat on the ground.

People who bought food before will not be very happy, people have not yet developed the habit of storing food, even if they buy a little more this time, it is only enough to eat for seven or eight days. What to do after seven or eight days? If no new grain arrives, the whole of Ortlenburg will be plunged into famine.

"Boss, when will new grain arrive?", a group of people surrounded a grain store owner, looking at him expectantly and anxiously,

The boss spread his hands and looked helpless, "I'm sorry, there may be no way in the short term." The torrential rain left the Weimar corridor muddy and impassable for heavy carriages. And the cost of transportation in light carriages is too high, and even if grain is delivered, the price will not be too low. He had an excited smile in his eyes, and his expression was sincere and sincere, "The lord of the city has asked us to reduce the sale price of grain, considering the cost and income issues, so we will not transport grain until the Weimar corridor becomes dry." ”

"And how long will it take for the Weimar corridor to pass heavy carriages?"

The boss shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows? Maybe ten days and half a month, maybe longer." The torrential rain was so great that many low-lying areas were so badly flooded that it would take at least a dozen days or a month before grain could arrive. Besides, the entire southeastern region of the empire is within the scope of this rain disaster, and we are the most marginal, and it will be a month before the grain from other parts of the empire arrives. ”

"So we're all going to starve?"

The owner of the grain store shook his head with a smile, "The city lord will definitely have a way to solve this crisis, we should trust him!"

A similar scene took place in the vast majority of grain stores throughout Ortlenburg, and the warehouses of each grain store were so clean that not even a single extra grain could be seen. Everyone had the same reason, and comforted the people of Ortrenburg, who were starting to get anxious about food shortages, telling them that Wren could solve the problem.

As they say, the people of Ortlenburg trusted Wren, and they did believe that Wren could handle the matter, so for a short time, it didn't cause any trouble.

This is the method of the merchants, who forced Wren to take the initiative to raise the food problem and pay for the high price of the grain. They have long been accustomed to this method, and they have not used it once or twice, and each time they have become the final victors, stepping on the privileged class and absorbing a lot of wealth. They believed that this time it would be the same as before, and Wren could only beg for mercy, and there was no other way for him to go.

Standing in the crowd and hiding his figure, Sarcomo had a sad face, and he heard a little gossip that the big grain merchants of the entire Chamber of Commerce were going to sit on the ground and raise the price of grain to more than triple the price. If it was last year, he would have sat idly by, businessmen are not nobles, they are not a privileged class, businessmen are after money. You can say that businessmen are vulgar, but that's what businessmen are. At that time, there was not a single person in the province of Bell who did not follow the rules like Wren, and every big man acted according to the rules of the game in the past and never crossed the line.

Many city lords and lords would even take the initiative to cooperate with the merchants' price increases, because it would also bring them a lot of wealth.

But now everything is different, and Wren is a mountain in front of everyone. He nodded, then everything was negotiable, and if he shook his head, everything would be closed. Many businessmen take advantage of Wren's cooperation, thinking that Wren is a good talker, or a person who is loose inside and strict on the outside, and will be very friendly to his own people. The reason for this erroneous view and conclusion is that the mountain of Rennes is so big that it crushes everyone to the foot of the mountain. They only look at what they are looking at and forget to look up.

"President...... , do you want to gather all these people?", Sarcomo took a deacon, and listening to the deacon's words, he came back to his senses and shook his head, "Let's go meet Wren first." ”

He had a premonition in his heart that Wren hadn't taken any action at this time, if it wasn't for him panicking and messing up his position, and he didn't know what to do, that is, he already had a belly case, ready to strike a thunderous blow and hit the point. Throughout the past six months, Sarcomo himself has asked himself, Wren is a person who can panic, the answer is obviously no, then Wren must have made a decision, and this decision is fatal.

When I met Wren, Wren was basking in the sun and the gardener was cleaning the garden, sweeping up fallen leaves and pruning branches. He hurriedly walked up a few steps, and saluted, he had also heard what Wren was doing in Balatan, and he was shocked and frightened at the same time. That's tens of thousands of people, and they simply died, becoming a number that may not be mentioned in the history books. In the face of this kind of ruthless character who has left thousands of corpses in a city in an instant, Sarcomo will never behave too casually because of any personal relationship.

Wren gestured to the seat across from the coffee table, "Sit." ”

Sarcomo leaned over again and sat down. His ass doesn't sit completely on the chair, which gives people a very loose and unserious feeling. He straightened up, bowed his head slightly, and looked at his knees without squinting.

Wren took the slender handle of the teacup, the thin rim of the cup was half in his mouth, gently blew a pool of blue waves, and took a sip. He then raised his eyes to look at Sarcomo and put the cup down, "I already know the purpose of your coming here." I've given them a chance, but there are always people who think I'm young and easy to bully, and they always want to challenge my majesty. He smiled and disdainful, he suddenly changed his words and asked, "Sarcomo, in your Chamber of Commerce, if someone challenges the top of the Chamber of Commerce, what do you do?"

Sarcomo pondered for a moment and said, "We will take back his status symbol, then expel him from the Chamber of Commerce, notify all members of the Chamber of Commerce, cut off contact with him and trade, stop all trade routes, and suppress his business." ”

Wren nodded noncommittally, and did not express his opinion on the way the Chamber of Commerce handled it, "You see, you all have your own punishment methods, so I also have my own punishment methods, isn't it? Instead of chatting with me here, it is better to pull a batch of grain as soon as possible to stabilize the overall situation." He smiled, "I wonder if I didn't say that the Governor of the Rhine and I have a good relationship?"

Sarcomo tugged at his neckline very weakly, and a wave of heat erupted down the exploding neckline, he looked up at the sun hanging in the sky, and wiped the sweat beads from his head with a wry smile. In a few words, Wren blocked all his thoughts.

And most importantly, he has the ability to flip the table.

The name of the place is like thunder throughout the empire, and the grain produced by the whole empire every year is enough to meet the most basic needs of the entire empire. No matter how much he guessed, he couldn't guess that Rhine, the governor of Wu Lechen, was actually close friends with Wren, and this time it was a big trouble!