"Bring the food back?!"

When this man came, he didn't think about moving food back, he was going to go back with the compensation Miso!

Everyone is spreading that the Isha family has no food.

A fire caused a lot of losses to the Isha family, and the new grain was all straw clods, and even a bag fell in public, and the clods of soil were scattered all over the ground!

It is precisely because of this that he will spend 8,000 meters to buy 2,200 grain contracts!

The result?

Ludon actually asked him to take 2,200 bags of grain back?!

Are you kidding!

"Is there something wrong?"

The small businessman was a little panicked, the 8,000 meters were all his family property!

If it really becomes 2,200 bags of grain, according to the market value, these grains are only worth 5,060 meters, and at the beginning of the calculation, it will be a loss of 3,000 meters!

Not to mention, there will be a lot of expenses and losses in the process of buying and selling this amount of grain...

The loss will further widen!

In the end, the person who spent 8,000 meters to buy 2,200 bags of grain did not sell the grain to Luden.

He couldn't swallow it!

Moreover, he was panicked, and he still had a fluke mentality: what if food prices skyrocketed again?!

As long as food prices go back... He didn't lose much, maybe he would make a profit!

Ludon still had a familiar smile on his face, watching the other party's greed run high.

Although the man did not sell the grain to Luden, he needed manpower to transport the grain, and after paying a sum of miso, someone helped him carry the grain.

These people... It was also hired by Luden.

Al couldn't help but sigh.

Mr. Ludon never lets go of half a Miso profit!

After delivering the 2,200 bags of grain, Lu Deng destroyed the invalid token and immediately made a new token of the good fortune contract.

"2,200 bags of grain, delivered in 15 days..."

Al frowned slightly, and asked cautiously,

"Mr. Ludon, is the date too far away?"

Ryan and others bought the Fortune Deed in order to run on Luden.

In the previous situation of opaque market, Ryan sold a lot of long-term contracts and suffered a dumb loss.

After the advent of the Fortune Exchange, the Fortune Exchange was formalized and transparent.

Ryan focused on sweeping up the recently expired good fortune contracts, and at the same time gradually swapped out the long-term good fortune contracts in his hands at a slightly lower market price and replaced them with short-term good fortune contracts.

He quickly fell in love with the Fortune Exchange, a place that was magical, and when people came in, they fell into it and couldn't extricate themselves!

People in the Fortune Exchange are more inclined to buy near-term Fortune Contracts, and the long-term Fortune Contracts are valued at a lower price.

This 15-day good fortune contract may not be easy to make.

Confident on the other hand, Luton handed the token to Al and commanded,

"Take it to the Fortune Exchange and sell it on consignment at a price 1,500 meters above the guide price."

As Al complied, Ludon called Awu to his side and whispered a few words.

Awu nodded and trotted out of the tent.

After leaving the tent, Awu first went to a small building, found a scholar, and repeated what Mr. Ludon had said.

"Typography!"

As soon as the scholar gave the order, a craftsman immediately took out the planks and began to arrange them.

Ah Wu learned from them that this thing was called [movable type printing], which was invented by the father of the Qiyun Kingdom in the Qiyun Kingdom and has been passed down to this day.

Stacks of paper were printed with movable type, the ink dried quickly, and immediately a craftsman took care of the cutting.

The sheets are cut into strips after strips and folded.

The scholar put a wad of notes into a cloth bag, hung it around Awu's neck, and admonished,

"Inside information, 1 meter so 1 copy, it will be destroyed after reading!"

Ah Wu nodded, Mr. Ludon had told him in advance about this, and Ah Wu had rehearsed in his heart I don't know how many times.

He took the cloth bag and prepared to run to the Fortune Exchange with a cigarette.

The groom at the door stopped him, "Mr. Ludon told you to go in a car." ”

Ah Wu thought about it and asked rhetorically,

"If I run away, will the carriage money be refunded to me?"

The coachman looked like a ghost, and muttered,

"Hell, how did Mr. Ludon know you would ask that... Get in the car, stinky boy, I'm the groom of the Isha family, and no one pays me. ”

As he spoke, the coachman rolled up his sleeves and showed Awu the tattoo on his arm.

He was a slave.

If it were another groom, it would definitely be impossible to speak to Awu, a slave, in this tone.

Awu was stunned, jumped into the carriage, leaned on the edge of the window, and ran behind him looking at the scenery outside the carriage.

"It's here!"

In less than fifteen minutes, Ah Wu appeared at the door of the Fortune Exchange.

He had a token from Mr. Ludon and was free to enter and leave the Fortune Exchange.

After tidying up his appearance, Awu stepped into it and sold to an ambitious lady,

"Inside information! 1 miso! Are you interested? It has to do with the good fortune contract! ”

The lady saw this way of selling for the first time, and felt a little novel, so she asked the maid to take a meter of sow to the child.

As for the contents of the note, she glanced at it, didn't care, and tore the note according to the child's request.

And just like that, Awu earned his first miso.

But

He felt that he should not have achieved the effect that Mr. Ludon wanted.

As a result, Awu changed his goal and began to sell his top-secret information to the men.

Those men get together, open their mouths and close their mouths are all good fortune contracts, their eyes are glowing green, and sometimes they are red and red-eared, and they even want to fight!

Most people weren't interested in the news, and Awu said that his throat was about to smoke, and he finally sold a copy.

The person holding the note, staring at the contents of the note, his brain racing.

The note read:

"Inside information: All the good fortune contracts have been honored today, the Isha family has enough surplus food to honor tomorrow's good fortune contracts, and so-and-so bought the good fortune contract for 8,000 meters in exchange for 2,200 bags of grain."

The news, very simple, is also very ordinary.

He looked at it for a full minute, and finally understood what the inside information on the note meant!

Today's and tomorrow's good fortune contracts are worthless!

In other words, they are only worth 2,200 bags of grain, not 10,000 meters!

And the good fortune contract that is redeemed later is the truly valuable good fortune contract!

The man who figured this out was in a hurry to tear up the note.

He always felt uneasy, so he simply ate the note!

Then, this man named Bart rushed to the trading desk and put up all the good fortune contracts in his hands for tomorrow!

After the good fortune contract was realized, he immediately bought a good fortune contract after 15 days at a high price!

The more fortunate the contract in the future, the more valuable it is!

After all this, Bart looked at Ah Wu, who was still selling inside information in the venue, and his face became gloomy.

After hesitating, Bart came to Ah Wu's side without moving, squatted down, and looked at the note in Ah Wubu's bag.

Bart asked very seriously,

"I bought all of this inside information, how much does it cost?!"