Qinghe Town.

Zhao Wouji's face turned pale, and he glanced at Li Hu: "How is the situation?" ”

"Of the seven people who went, none of them came back, as if ...... It's as if they've evaporated from the world. ”

Li Hu's face was full of fear, and he peeked at Zhao Wouji, who had a dark face: "Shopkeeper, do you want to talk to the owner?" ”

"Shut up!"

Zhao Wuji glared at him: "Tell the owner, do you want me to tell the owner that a small Chenjiazhuang can't be broken, and seven people are sent out, and they just disappear?" ”

"Yes...... How do I feel that Chen Jing will really bring back food this time? ”

"So what!"

Zhao Wouji sneered: "Is it difficult, can he really bring back twenty carts of grain?" Don't you want to think about it, even if he sells out the fish every day, how much money can he come up with in such a short period of time? Don't forget, the food in Daxia is not cheap either. ”

"yes."

Li Hu nodded and followed: "If you say that, in fact, we don't need to be afraid of him, twenty cars is more than 10,000 catties." ”

"Well, what I'm afraid of is that this Chen Jing really figured out the way and came back from outside...... That's the biggest impact on us. ”

When Li Hu heard this, he sneered: "Shopkeeper, don't worry too much, now that the two countries are at war, even if he is not targeted by the people we are looking for, the bandits and horse thieves along the way will be enough for him to drink a pot." ”

"Hopefully."

Zhao Wouji was still not at ease: "Go, find a few people on the official road in Qinghe Town, give me twelve hours to take turns on duty, if you see the shadow of Chen Ji's grain convoy, come and report to me immediately." ”

"Yes!"

Li Hu turned around and just walked out of the door, at the door, an official messenger walked in: "Shopkeeper Zhao, this is an invitation from the county magistrate to you." ”

"Huh?"

Zao Wou-Ki took it with a smile and asked, "Lord County Commander, what is this?" ”

"Oh, there are tens of thousands of refugees gathered near the county seat of Qingyuan, and the adults can't get food now, isn't that ...... There is still half a month before the new grain, and the adults gathered several big shopkeepers of the rice bank in the county to discuss countermeasures. ”

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Wouji was busy asking the consul to send him down for tea, but he glanced at the letter in his hand and sneered: "It seems that the owner's plan is going to succeed, hahaha......"

After noon, Zao Wou-Ki took a carriage out of Qinghe Town, and about an hour and a half, his carriage came to the outside of Qingyuan County.

At this time, thousands of refugees gathered outside the city walls, some of them built simple sheds with trees and straw mats, and some lived under the trees on the roadside.

From time to time, there will be "servants" from the county who come here to carry away the dead refugees, crying and wailing, and the sound of crying and wailing is heard endlessly as soon as they approach the county seat.

Zao Wou-Ki covered his nose with his hands, and there was an indescribable stench in the air, and he urged: "Hurry, hurry up and enter the city, it smells bad and dies......"

Wanli Rice Store is a rice store in Qingyuan County, which has a branch in Qingyuan County, and Zao Wou-Ki's Qinghe branch is also managed by the rice store here.

The carriage stopped in front of the Qingyuan branch of Wanli Mixing, and glanced at the carriages of the branch managers of the other two towns.

Zhao Wouji sneered, walked into the Qingyuan branch, and many guys stepped forward to greet him: "Shopkeeper Zhao!" ”

"Hmm."

Zao Wou-Ki just nodded slightly, as the best of the three branches of the Qingyuan branch, Zao Wou-Ki has his arrogant capital.

Coming to the back hall, Zao Wou-Ki had just walked into the house, and two middle-aged people, one short and one fat, got up one after another: "Shopkeeper Zhao, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Zao Wou-Ki bowed his hand to the two, and then sat directly on the first chair in the right position, and looked at them: "Shopkeeper Li, shopkeeper Wang, where is our shopkeeper Liu?" ”

"I haven't seen it yet, but I said I went to the main store...... Hey, I said shopkeeper Zhao, let's come to the county this time...... It is said that you want to borrow grain, how much can you take out in the Qinghe Town branch? ”

"Borrow?"

Zao Wou-Ki sneered and pointed at the two: "If you want to talk about you, are you really stupid or fake stupid?" At this time, let's not talk about borrowing, we can't take a grain of grain, understand? ”

"Huh?! W-that's not right, isn't it? The prefectural magistrate wants us to borrow it, is it ...... Are we going to disobey his commands? ”

"Humph!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly: "What is a county order for him, don't forget, who is the owner of our Wanli Rice Bank?" ”

"Well said."

Liu Yuan, the big shopkeeper of the Qingyuan branch of Wanli Mixing, walked in gloomily, he sat directly in the right position, and then looked at the three of them: "What the shopkeeper Zhao said is reasonable, let's not forget, we are in charge of the owner...... It doesn't matter what county order he doesn't have, borrow grain? Excuse me...... Not a single grain. ”

And at this moment, in the county government of Qingyuan County, Sun Zhisi lowered his head and walked to the study: "My lord...... Wen Ju asked to see. ”

"Come in."

Sun Wenju walked into the house and saw Tian Qingsheng, the county magistrate of Qingyuan County, who was sitting on a chair with a headscarf wrapped around his forehead, covering his head with his hands.

"Are you alright, sir?"

"Wenju, what do you say? I have been so worried about the food problem that I have been unable to sleep for a few days, and the prefect asked me to solve the problem of eating and drinking for the refugees, but the little food he gave me was not enough for the tens of thousands of refugees in our county to eat and drink. ”

Tian Qingsheng, who was forced to sit up, sighed for a long time: "Now Lord Ben has no choice, and he still has to borrow grain from these rice shops...... You said...... Do you think I'm too much of a county magistrate! ”

"My lord, I'm afraid, this grain is not so easy to borrow."

When Tian Qingsheng heard this, he nervously took off the handkerchief on his forehead: "What do you mean?" ”

"I just went to inquire, and the largest Wanli rice store in the county has been closed, saying that there is no food."

"Ahh No, no food? What's the matter, their Wanli rice store is the largest rice store in our Qingyuan County, and it ...... They are also one of the biggest rice shops in Quang Ninh, how to ......"

Tian Qingsheng said, as if thinking of something, he lowered his head and paced in the room a few times, and looked at Sun Zhisi with an ugly face: "Wenju, is it ...... Could it be that they don't want to borrow food to ......? ”

"This ...... I'm afraid that there is such a possibility, my lord, it seems that we can't count on Wanlimi to do them. ”

When Tian Qingsheng heard this, his face was full of disappointment, and he sat back on the chair: "This, there is no food here...... So, what about the tens of thousands of refugees outside the city? ”