Last night, the state of God was fine.

Whether it was Pong's late-night visit or Ludon's conspiracy with Pong, there was no splash in the deep pools of the entire Divine State.

Few people can realize what it means to the history of the state of God when Ponger and Ludon embarked on the path of alliance because of various interests.

This is the most colorful stroke.

Early in the morning, the people of the Yager family blocked the door of the small building with a good fortune contract, ready to exchange food.

Ludon chose the place where the grain was cashed, but changed the place:

He pitched his tent at the entrance of the Fortune Exchange, and there was a long queue outside the door.

As yesterday, people walked into the tent with the Fortune Contract, and Ludon delivered the grain to the other party, after which the Fortune Contract was recovered.

"Knock-"

The bell rang, and the first lucky person walked into the tent with 5 good fortune contracts in his hand, each containing 2,200 bags of grain.

After the other party sat down, Ludon spoke,

"The price of grain is 2.2 meters per bag, 25,000 meters."

The other party obviously knew the rules and understood what Ludon meant by his words.

These good fortune contracts, Ludon is willing to buy for 25,000 kilometers.

The man smiled wryly and shook his head, repeating as if mechanically, "I just need food." ”

This order came from the force behind him, the Jager family.

"Okay, then I'll give you food."

Ludon did not panic at all and generously agreed to the other party's request.

The grain in his hands can fulfill all the good fortune contracts of today.

As for tomorrow?

Tomorrow's business, tomorrow's talk.

The man handed Luton five good fortune deeds, got up, and followed a steward to a granary not far away. There, naturally, someone would give him 11,000 sacks of grain.

Under the watchful eye of the Holy Codex, no one dared to publicly break the rules.

"Knock-"

The bell rang again, and the next owner of the good fortune contract approached the tent.

During this time, the small amount of good fortune contract was basically wiped out by Ludon with Miso.

Even a small number of people, insisting on taking the grain.

This part of the shortage, Ludon can also buy back from the market.

While Ludon cashed in the grain, the Isha family was still slowly collecting grain in the market.

The big families refused to sell grain, but the people outside the city, each family, had some surplus grain in their hands.

The price offered by the Isha family is slightly higher than the market price.

For these people, there is no need to hesitate to sell grain to the Isha family.

It's just that chopsticks can't stir the empty bowl.

Compared with the heavenly blessing contract issued by Lutdon, the small amount of food collected from the market is only a drop in the bucket and cannot solve the fundamental problem.

Throughout the morning, most of the conversation was boring.

Al just rings the bell repeatedly, and Ludon repeats the same request, which is rejected repeatedly...

Sometimes, in a trance, Al even felt that everyone who walked into the tent was exactly the same.

Al thought that this morning would end in this boring repetition.

A bald businessman sweating profusely broke into the tent.

He was holding a good fortune contract in his hand, like a drowning man pinching a life-saving straw, his eyes were cramped and uneasy, and the whole person was extremely nervous.

Just two steps from the doorway to the chair seemed to drain all the strength of the bald merchant. …

After sitting down, he didn't even bother to wipe his sweat, and without waiting for Ludon to speak, he preemptively said,

"Mr. Luden, I heard from the person in front of me that the good fortune contract can be directly exchanged for Miso?! I only need 5000 meters! ”

Ludon's eyes stared straight at each other like a vulture staring at a rotting corpse, and the greed in his eyes was so strong that it almost overflowed.

Ludon opened his mouth and refused,

"No, you can't."

What?

The bald merchant and Al showed shocked expressions at the same time, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears?

Ludon refused?!

2,200 bags of grain, in exchange for 5,000 meters, for Luden, it is definitely a profitable deal!

It is not an exaggeration to call it a blessing.

Mr. Ludon, why should you refuse the blessing of being sent to your door?

If you were a former El, she would definitely ask Mr. Ludon in a whisper, trying to persuade the other party to make the right choice.

The shoe is on the other foot.

Al has matured and is a qualified spectator, occasionally able to keep up with Mr. Ludon's pace.

Now, her first reaction was: Why did Mr. Ludon refuse?

Because does refusal maximize Mr. Ludon's interests?

Along these lines, Al began to think.

Rejected the other party's offer and insisted on grain delivery instead of miso.

Then, the bald merchant is faced with two choices:

1. Either drag the grain to the market and sell it at the market price, or even below the market price, to raise money to pay off the debt.

2. Either the debt defaults, and the grain will be taken away by the creditors. Debts that cannot be paid off are repaid by other assets.

Neither choice, it seems, has anything to do with Mr. Ludon.

Add one more precondition and things will be completely different:

Bald merchant's creditor... What if it's Mr. Luden?!

He owes Mr. Ludon money that must be repaid today!

Originally, the high price of grain could allow bald merchants to easily repay their debts, and even make a small profit, which is equivalent to an empty glove white wolf.

The bald businessman never expected that the price of grain would collapse!

Originally, food prices had collapsed, and bald businessmen had no choice but to sit and wait for death in the face of the impending debt crisis.

The peak turns around, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

The Fortune Exchange was established!

The price of the good fortune contract he exchanged for 2,000 bags of grain actually climbed steadily, and soon rose to 10,000 meters!

Originally, when the good fortune contract rose to 7,000 meters, the bald merchant sold the good fortune contract in his hand.

But

He sees the rise of the good fortune contract very well...

7000 meters of things sold, the price skyrocketed.

7200...7500...7800...

In the entire Fortune Exchange, everyone is discussing, and the Fortune Contract will definitely rise to 10,000 meters!

At the instigation of the people around him, the red-eyed bald merchant lost his mind, and when he was 8,000 meters old, he bought another good fortune contract!

In the end, at the end of the market, the fortune contract really rose to 10,000 meters!

Praise be to the Holy Codex!

If things end here, the bald merchant will have a happy ending.

He can go home with 10,000 meters, and he can calmly deal with the creditors who come to collect debts, maybe he will lose a little, but it will not hurt his muscles and bones and ruin his family.

But

The world is impermanent, and the most impermanence lies in the fact that things backfire.

The bald merchant did not sell the good fortune contract. …

He thought, since it can rise to 10,000 meters, what about 10,000?

As long as it rises to 11,000 kilometers, he will sell the good fortune contract in his hand, and he will definitely sell it!

With such a delusion, the bald businessman ushered in a heavy blow to reality!

An inside piece of information that ruined everything.

The good fortune contract he held fell from 10,000 meters to 6,000 meters!

This is what he bought with 8,000 meters, how can he only sell 6,000 meters?!

The bald merchant did not stop the loss in time, or rather, he did not have this concept at all.

He had forgotten how he had left the Fortune Exchange.

Lost and depressed, he wandered the streets of Shenbang like a walking corpse.

This morning, the bald businessman went to the Fortune Exchange again, and the Fortune Contract in his hand had fallen from 6,000 meters to 5,000 meters...

Moreover, there is no deal at all!

The bald merchant is almost cornered!

He has one last bit of hope!

If, if Mr. Ludon does not have enough food, he will be compensated 20,000 meters!

With fantasies bordering on paranoia, the bald merchant enters the tent, hoping to see 20,000 meters on the table...

Unfortunately, it didn't.

Ludon was not only reluctant to give him Miso, but even insisted on giving him 2,200 bags of grain!

"What's the use of me asking for food!"

The bald merchant wailed, pounced, grabbed Ludon's hands, and pleaded,

"Please, be merciful, 2.3 meters, no, 2.2 meters a bag! You have a bag of 2.2 meters, and you can collect all this food! ”

He really needs Miso!

2,200 bags of grain were thrown at him, and the bald merchant could not even afford to find someone to carry Miso, let alone pull it to the market to sell.

I want to sell all this grain in one day, but I don't know how much effort it will take and how much rice will be lost!

Luden's attitude was still cold, like a heart of stone, and he rejected the other party mercilessly.

"No, please follow this steward and collect your 2,200 bags of grain, that is your blessing."

On the good fortune contract, it is written in black and white, and it is clearly written.

Borrowing grain to repay grain is justified!

In the end, the bald merchant was set up from his tent by two guards, his legs so limp that he couldn't even walk.

He muttered, "It's over, it's all over... I'm going to be a slave..."

was so troubled by the bald businessman, and the long queue at the door was also slightly commotion.

His experience soon spread throughout Changlong and the Fortune Exchange, and the crowd fell into a daze, sympathy, and pity.... Eventual silence.

They don't know how a good person, a hard-working and capable person, suddenly became like this.

Why, the family business that has been accumulated for twenty or thirty years has come to naught overnight.

Even Al frowned slightly, a little unbearable.

However, Al quickly remembered what Ludon had said.

When the cutting of leeks began, all people were leeks, saints, tycoons, old farmers ....

Even if Luton only harvests the Saint Family, the harvested Saint Family will harvest the rich, and the rich will harvest the old peasants...

What Ludon did was just speed up the process a little.

It's the same cannibalism, whether it looks good or not, whether it's particular or not, sometimes, it's not that important.

It does not change the nature of cannibalism.

Al still didn't understand one more thing, so he couldn't help but ask,

"Mr. Luden, if we trade at the market price, we will make more?"

With the bald merchant's performance just now, Al had no doubt that as long as he could cash in the grain, Ludon would be able to open his mouth and slaughter the grain.

For those who are not short of money, those from the Jager family, Ludon is willing to exchange Miso for food, or even buy it at a premium!

How did it come to the bald merchant, but Mr. Ludon bit to death, and was only willing to give food, but refused to give Miso?

For El's doubts,

Lutten immediately thought of the famous two sentences in the "New Testament" and couldn't help but read them,

"Whoever has, give him more, that he may have more than enough. and whosoever hath not, even what he had, shall be taken from him. ”

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