Nanhai Prefecture, Ke County.

morning.

As the heat passes, the weather gradually becomes cooler. There is no need to worry about drinking water. However, the people in the city are not happy at all.

Zhangjiaxiang, Zhangmenban’s house, in the kitchen. Zhangmenban’s couple lowered their heads, looked at the rice jar without a grain of rice with a sad face, and sighed together.

"Dad. I'm hungry."

"Dad, I'm hungry, too."

The five children stood in a row and looked at their parents eagerly. The eldest and the third said.

The couple are both thirty years old this year. Zhangmenban makes a living by carpentry every day. His wife weaves cloth to subsidize the household income. Her life is quite decent and she can't starve to death.

But now the wages have not changed, and the rice prices are already scary.

And many grain and oil shops have been closed.

I heard that some unscrupulous merchants started to stock up on food and planned to wait for a higher price to sell food.

"I'll go to the street to see it. If this continues, our whole family will starve to death." Zhang Menban sighed, then took off the rice bag hanging on the wall, went back to the bedroom, gritted his teeth, and took it.

A lot of copper coins have gone out.

"This is the money for the boss to keep a wife." Zhang's wife watched from the side, crying.

But now the world is like this, so why should the boss get married? Even if the whole family can not starve to death, it is Amitabha Buddha.

After Zhangmenban left the door, he immediately rushed to the nearest grain and oil shop, but it ended up closing. The streets were filled with people looking for grain and oil shops like headless flies.

Soon, Zhangmenban's heart was cold. The grain and oil shops all over the city were closed. Either there was really no food or there was a big businessman who hid the food.

"It's over!!!"

Zhang Menban grabbed the rice bag in his hand, and his eyes suddenly turned red. The memories passed down from the word of mouth to his ancestors came to his heart. If there was no food, he could only be a refugee.

And where is the refugees so easy to do? They starve to death on the road and were killed countless people.

Liaodong Governor's Office, in the main hall.

Qian Neng was wearing serious official uniforms and black veil on his head, sitting in the main seat. His whole person seemed to be an ant on a hot pan, his face was ugly, and his right leg was shaking.

There were more than a dozen officials around, and their faces were ugly.

"Open a porridge factory, open a porridge factory immediately. The situation will be maintained. I will submit a memorial to ask for help from the court. The Nanhai Mansion cannot be in chaos."

Qian Neng's right hand formed a palm, slapped heavily on the coffee table, stood up and said loudly.

"But sir, we don't have much food. According to this situation, we can only apply thin porridge, and we can't last long."

An official smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Go to find a large merchant immediately, rice merchant. Whether you ask for it or grab it, let them give out some food. If the Nanhai Mansion is really in chaos and the people rush to their family, their families will be destroyed."

Qian Neng said firmly, then got up and walked out, and said fiercely: "I'll go find Wang Zhongbi and get some military rations."

The officials all looked at each other.

If this big family and grain merchants were so easy to exploit and talk to, they would not be called big family and grain merchants.

Although the Nanhai Mansion is small, every big household and grain merchant may have a relationship with the court. Who are they looking for to exploit?

As for intimidating them, saying that refugees have eroded large households and grain merchants?

If they are not greedy, how could they become rich? They will only take out the food if they are not greedy.

As for Wang Zhongbi.

That's the iron rooster. Do you want to get military rations from him? It's simply a fool.

The officials looked at each other and were extremely frustrated.

The general and the general of Shanhaiguan bit each other, let alone defending the Nanhai Mansion. After losing the Nanhai Mansion, the court held the charges, and everyone had to lose their official position or even lose their heads.

Qian Neng left the Governor's Mansion in a sedan chair and came to the General's Mansion's Office. The guards guards at the gate recognized Qian Neng and dared not stop him, so they put him in.

"Where is General Wang?" Qian Neng asked first, and after learning that Wang Zhongbi was in the study, he immediately came to the study.

Wang Zhongbi was sitting on the Grand Master's chair reading a book, in a casual position, with two beautiful Jiangnan maids serving beside him.

His hair was gray and he had a very majestic national face. He had a strong body, but had a double chin and a big belly. If he didn't look at his face or his resume, he would be like a salt merchant with a big belly in Jiangnan.

Seeing Wang Zhongbi's appearance, Qian Neng was angry.

Why did the court equip me with such a bastard? Although Xiong Wuwo was defeated, he was ten times stronger than Wang Zhongbi.

In daily life, the two of them don’t deal with each other and compete for power and profit. Although Wang Zhongbi is a military general, his backstage is very strong. Money can’t do anything to him.

But at this time, if you can ask for money, you will be patient and feel angry in your heart, and said politely: "General Wang. Now, I will discuss something with you."

"Mr. Qian, you are such a rare guest." Wang Zhongbi pretended to be surprised and put down the book in his hand, then asked Qian Neng to sit down first, and then asked the maid to make tea.

When the tea came up, the two of them picked up the teacup and took a sip and put it down. Wang Zhongbi asked, "Mr. Qian, just say anything. As long as I, Mr. Wang, can do it, I will do it."

Qian Neng said to Wang Zhongbi with a patience: "General Wang. This year's autumn grain is not just a grain of grain, but it's almost the same. The farmers still have the food in their hands, but the people in the city are already in desperate situations. If they don't do anything, they may have to pay it out.

A big event. I ask the general to open the granary and send out military rations. I can use it to make porridge and open a porridge factory."

Wang Zhongbi quickly shook his head and said seriously: "Mr. Qian. I'm sorry. I can't take the initiative to take the military rations given to me by the court without authorization. I'll give it to you."

"Otherwise, the court will bring guilt and I will not be able to bear it."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhongbi was very polite and apologized to Qianneng: "Sir Qian. I'm really sorry. You'd better go to another place to think of a solution."

Qian Neng could not suppress his anger completely and said loudly: "Wang Zhongbi. Your duty is to guard Shanhaiguan and Nanhai Prefecture. If the people of Nanhai Prefecture are in chaos and Wu Nian attacks us outside. Can you defend the city?"

"You can hand over the food quickly and let me help the people. Otherwise, I will submit a memorandum and say that you will resell military supplies, including military rations."

"The surname is Qian. Don't think I don't know. You have already submitted a copy. But I, Wang Zhongbi, are still alive now. You can't do anything to me."

Wang Zhongbi also put down his disguise and said with a sneer. Not to mention giving money to food, even others can't do it.

All these military rations belong to me.

I want to store grain, and then I will take all the wealth of the entire Nanhai Prefecture into my arms at a high price.

Make a fortune.

Ha ha ha ha.

As for Wu Nian, in terms of food, he himself crossed the river with a clay Buddha, and he was unable to protect himself. Before the troops moved, food and grass would go first.
Chapter completed!