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Chapter 70 Burning Money! Burning Money!



Chapter 70 Burning Money! Burning Money!

These words clearly provoked Ding Yucheng. His eyes turned bloodshot, and with the blood on his face, he looked no better than a ghost from the underworld.

Xia Muning walked out, listening to Ding Yucheng's incompetent roar.

He is not a delicate flower; he is a male wolf who will guard his female wolf like a male wolf, and will never allow anyone else to touch her. If anyone else does, he will tear at that person's neck without regard for decorum.

After Xia Muning left, Liang Yuncai rushed to Ding Yucheng's side and asked anxiously, "Master, are you alright?"

Ding Yucheng glanced at him, then immediately slapped him hard across the face: "Useless thing!"

Liang Yun lowered his head, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.

Ding Yucheng was in pain all over—his body ached, his face ached, and his heart ached especially. "Liang Yun, where is your cousin?"

Liang Yun was startled and tentatively said, "She's stupid and does some rough work in the other courtyard."

"Send her to the Yu residence; Yu Yijin probably needs her very much."

Liang Yun said anxiously, "I'm afraid she..."

"Do as I say," Ding Yucheng coldly ordered.

He hated Zhongtian in his heart. If it weren't for Zhongtian, he wouldn't have suffered such humiliation. Xia Jin'an should be in the capital now. Let Yu Yijin torment Zhongtian's heart and soul.

This is a truly insane idea. If Nakata knew, he would probably curse him out loud.

But now it's Lin Qingzhi who wants to spew profanities.

Lin Qingzhi had a lot of goods, mostly glass. She had initially planned to make a fortune, but the market in Yangcheng was already saturated, and there were very few buyers afterward, resulting in her accumulating a lot of unsold stock.

Lin Qingzhi was searching everywhere for sales channels when Zhong Tian came to his door, saying he wanted all the glass. Before Lin Qingzhi could even rejoice, Zhong Tian immediately halved the price.

Lin Qingzhi's face darkened, and he shook his head repeatedly, saying no.

Zhong Tian chuckled: "I used to work in the glass business too, so I know exactly how much I pay for it. I know your profit margin better than you do. Now I have connections to sell these things. If they're in your hands, they'll just be a burden. If you give them to me, I'll give you a price that will definitely make you a profit."

Lin Qingzhi understood that arguing in front of an expert was completely pointless.

Lin Qingzhi picked up the abacus and did some quick calculations before nodding in agreement.

Lin Qingzhi had an idea, and she said she had connections. "I have a batch of fabric and some spices. Do you want them?"

“Yes!” Zhongtian nodded; he wanted them all.

Zhongtian thought about it and realized that if he didn't know how to use people, he would only work himself to death. Lin Qingzhi had the means and the brains, so he was a good partner.

"I want all the specialties and rare items of Yangcheng, as long as you can get them for less than one-third of the market price! As for how much you make in the middle, that's entirely up to your ability."

Lin Qingzhi stopped waving her fan. She knew an opportunity had presented itself, but she couldn't guarantee it: "I'll do my best."

Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside, with adults yelling and children crying.

Xia Muning and Lin Qingzhi went outside to look, and saw a sallow-faced and emaciated beggar snatching a cake from a child's hand. The ferocious and disheveled beggar frightened the child into crying loudly.

After snatching the food, the child hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth. The child's mother angrily stepped forward and kicked the beggar, who curled up and silently endured the beating while chewing the food in his mouth.

Such scenes have been playing out repeatedly these days.

A large-scale locust plague occurred in Shandong Province. The locusts entered the country and devoured the crops. Farmers' food supplies were completely depleted, and many people became refugees, fleeing in all directions.

Zhongtian felt a pang of reluctance, but as a businessman driven by profit, an inopportune thought crossed her mind.

Zhongtian looked at Lin Qingzhi and said solemnly, "Grain is the priority. If you can get a large amount of grain, I will buy it all, even at market price. The profit in between will be your reward for your hard work."

"it is good!"

Jin Xia and others also sent a letter, saying that there are refugees all over the country now, and fortunately they still have food stored in their warehouse.

After thinking for a moment, Zhongtian replied to Jinxia, ​​instructing them to purchase grain in large quantities.

Lin Qingzhi was extremely skilled; on the third day, cartloads of grain were transported to Zhongtian's large warehouse.

The truckloads of grain were impossible for Zhongtian to conceal, even if he wanted to. Refugees gathered in front of Zhongtian's warehouse, holding sticks and stones, standing menacingly before him.

They wanted to force Nakata to open the granary and distribute the grain.

Nakata stepped forward amidst the hostile gazes of the people.

"Our Shunning Express is urgently hiring. Anyone who is healthy and hardworking is welcome. The pay is five ounces of grain per day." Shunning Express was a last-minute idea of ​​Zhong Tian's.

Five ounces of grain is enough for a family to have a full meal.

The crowd immediately erupted in commotion.

Whether ancient or modern, Chinese people are hardworking and willing to rely on themselves. When they can earn money with their own hands, no one wants to beg from others.

"I do, I do!"

Those who were able to travel such a long distance to reach Yangcheng were not weak people. The large influx of refugees instantly solved the problem of insufficient manpower for Zhongtian Express.

The job is simple: go to various populated areas and open a small Shunning Express shop. Whatever the villagers buy, deliver it home. If the villagers want to send something out, help them send it out.

The people are very happy. It's so convenient to buy things. Whatever they want, they just need to find Shunning Express, pay the delivery fee, and a special person will deliver it to their home a few days later.

The refugees were also happy. Five ounces of food a day was enough to feed them. If they ran around frequently and sent and received more packages each day, they would also earn a few copper coins.

Only Nakada was unhappy; she was about to pull her hair out bald.

She's out of money; the initial investments were too expensive! Lin Qingzhi hasn't paid for the grain yet, and he's been looking at her like a con artist all the time.

But if the money can't keep burning, everything will be in vain.

What should she do?

Xia Muning gracefully brought over a tray of pastries, which he had made himself, experimenting several times until he was satisfied with the taste before presenting them to Zhong Tian.

Seeing Zhongtian's worried expression, Xia Muning reached out and smoothed the worry from her brow, and asked softly, "My lady, why don't you ask me for help? My dowry includes two grain shops and enough gold and silver to solve your predicament."


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