The sky was gloomy and the waves were rolling, constantly hitting the reefs on the shore. The dead fish in the rocks were emitting a rotten smell of the sea.

On that pier, there were sea boats anchored, and there were shadows of people here.

The maritime merchant who chose to leave was ready to set sail, while the maritime merchant who chose to stay here ordered his men to move the food from the ship directly into Union City, making it very busy.

The maritime merchant surnamed Zhong originally wanted to set sail and leave, but he met a dog who led a hundred people. After just a few simple exchanges, the two sides had a dispute.

Mr. Zhong seemed fearless and looked at the dog with a smile and said, "What if I don't sell it? Do you want to force it to sell it?"

"My eldest lady said that we wouldn't let us do such a thing!" Dogzi responded casually with a ruffian aura on his body.

Mr. Zhong's face was slightly slow, but he said sarcastically: "Your young lady is pretty considerate!"

"But my eldest lady also said it! From now on, we are no longer friendly businessmen. We will not step into United City again in the future, and we will not buy the spices in your hands!" Dogzi looked at his reaction

In my eyes, I seem serious.

Mr. Zhong was slightly stunned and then said furiously: "Don't bully people too much!"

"If we really want to bully you, you can't take a grain of food! Look, have I made this request to others? Our United City is now deeply trapped in the death of food, and the rice on your ship

The food was enough for a month, and now the price we gave is not low. We just wanted to buy half of your food. Is this a requirement too much?" Dogzi's face looked slightly more serious and he analyzed it carefully.

A seaman named Chen next to him was also ready to leave. He saw the confrontation here and said loudly: "Iron Rooster, the United City is not bad for us, so you can sell some to others!"

Mr. Zhong was worried that he could not find a partner to vent his anger, so he immediately said angrily: "Why don't you sell it?"

"I can't sell it!" Chen Haishang shook his head, but said to Gouzi: "Brother Gouzi, I will return to Guangdong later. If my boat capsizes, it will be useless to keep the excess grain!

I respect the eldest lady as a character. I only took away the food for six days, and gave the remaining food to her!"

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, he saw a group of crew members bringing bags of food down.

The dog's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately bowed to Mr. Chen and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your kind help! As long as I can overcome this difficulty, when you come tomorrow, we will treat each other enthusiastically and will also treat you today.

Apologize to you for your rudeness!”

"Your young lady did nothing wrong! You are doing this now in an extraordinary period and using extraordinary means, and I still understand!" Chen Haishang shook his head and said, "It was said that it was the fire set by the Luzons, but I

After thinking carefully, I always feel that things are not right, and you have to be more careful!”

"Thank you Chen Haishang for your advice. I will convey it to my eldest lady!" Gouzi replied again.

Zhong Yuanwai watched Chen Haishang move bags of grain down, and finally chose to compromise and said, "I will sell you half of the grain!"

He did have a lot of food on the ship. However, as a real landlord, he always believed in the creed of "no suffocating food at home". However, nowadays, although the other party did not use tough means of force, he adopted an economic blockade

It still makes him feel uncomfortable.

If he still wants to continue to make gold in Southeast Asia, he really can't break up with the United Business Group. What's more, the price given by the other party is indeed not low, and the grain can only be sold to the other party.

On the other end of the dock, a group of seafarers were carrying bags of rice and grain to United City.

Mr. Gong stood beside him and watched all this, but his eyes revealed a bit of bleakness. The food sent to Union City almost cut off his own way of retreat. Without food to go to sea, it was simply a matter of seeking death.

A confidant watched bags of grain being moved away and said in pain: "Boss, the food here is no less than the one named Zhong. I really gave him all the food!"

"Stop talking, move!" Mr. Gong sighed in his heart and waved helplessly.

Although he was reluctant to leave, if he wanted to continue to stay in the city as an insider, he could only send the food on the boat to the city. It can only be said that this time he shot himself in the foot.

I never expected that the little girl would be so tough.

Fortunately, all of this is still within his plan. Although he failed to panic in Union City immediately, once he attacked this city tomorrow, he would be able to quickly take over the ownership of the city.

As for this large amount of food, it is just for the time being handed over to the group of people from the United Business Group.

In Union Square, the food transported from the wharf was temporarily piled up under the stage, like a hill. Below the stage was a crowd of black people, the Ming people on the left, and the natives of Luzon on the right.

Lin, wearing a bullfighting suit, usually stood in the square, with a seriousness on his face that was not consistent with his age, and was talking there: "Our granary was burned yesterday, and I believe everyone knows this!

Who is the murderer is still under investigation, but the top priority is that we must solve the food problem! In the following days, they will no longer divide each other, we will all distribute food equally. Starting today, we must also find a way to do it.

Looking for food outside the city, everyone will work together to overcome this difficulty! The weather has improved now, and I believe that it will not take long to come the Guangdong grain ships! At that time, our days will return to the same as before, and there is no need to make food anymore

It's a worry..."

The words are not as exciting as ever, but they are more blunt and concise. Whether they are the Ming people or the Luzons, they all know that they will eat a big pot of rice next until the arrival of the Guangdong grain ship.

"The days ahead are not easy!"

"I'm afraid of a bird, I don't believe that we can really starve to death!"

"Miss is right. At most, the grain ships from Guangdong will arrive in a few days!"

...

People on the Ming Dynasty immediately talked about it. Although some people were frustrated, more people had great hope for the future.

"What does it mean? Each person can only eat one bowl?"

"Their food has been burned, and it would be great to have one portion of it now!"

"Don't be dissatisfied. People don't favor one and the other, so let's follow the arrangements honestly!"

...

The Luzon natives were also whispering. Although some people were worried, more people did not object to the next arrangement. After all, they still did not abandon them at such a difficult time.

However, no matter which country people, they have a mentality of "not worrying about lack of worries but not uneven".

In the square of thousands of people, dark crowds whispered here, but no protest was heard.

The power of Weng Huasong and Chen Zhixiao has been completely emptied. At this time, he seemed to be standing beside him honestly. Weng Huasong saw the situation in the field and looked at Lin Pingchang with a complicated look.

If he had dealt with it today, the situation would probably not be as harmonious as it is now, and it would be even more impossible to get so much rice and grain from the maritime merchants.
Chapter completed!