What Li Zisheng saw were the "remnants of rice thieves"!

After a turmoil, the entire slum was overturned by the soldiers of the Tie family, but some children and women were separated from their families due to the turmoil. They did not dare to go back to their original homes, so they could only find ways to spend a few days by the Xuanhe River. It is already a skill and lucky to be able to survive until now.

Uncle Jiu, who is well-informed, knows about these things, and he told his young boss everything.

When the absent-minded young man looked at his "book boy", Peng Chuanshi... now he was called Shi Gandang, and he was already sitting in the house, still wearing that big cotton robe and drinking hot porridge.

Apart from the fact that the cotton robe was a little dirty and the face was a little thinner, the child looked very mentally. However, the shopkeeper Du Jianghang, who was standing next to him, looked at the little book boy with a toothache expression on his face.

He saw his young master walking in, and he pulled Li Zisheng to the inner room without any politeness, and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, do you know who he is?"

The young master of the Li family came back to his senses at this moment, looked up at the shopkeeper Du with clear eyes, and said without hesitation: "This is the book boy my father bought for me on the road. I recognize him, and his name is Shi Gandang."

Manager Du took a breath of air conditioning, lowered his voice and continued to ask: "Have you ever mentioned his identity to you?"

The boy pretended to think for a while, shook his head and said, "No. Uncle Du, isn't he just a book boy? What can a child have..."

At this moment, a guy rushed in and shouted loudly: "Shopkeeper... Young boss, someone is smashing the door panel!"

Du Jianghang's face changed and he said anxiously: "Aren't there a soldier in the Tie family in front of the door? Why is someone coming to smash the shop again?"

The guy replied: "It's not a robbery of food... it's someone fainted at the door, asking us for a bowl of hot water!"

Li Zisheng took the opportunity to say, "I'll go to the front and take a look." As he said that, regardless of the obstacles from the shopkeeper Du, he ran to the storefront facing the street and looked out through the gaps in the door panel. Even though he was so bold, he was shocked at this time.

It turned out that the Liangxing Street was already crowded with people. A circle of people surrounded his shop. Through the gap between the legs, the sharp-eyed boy saw an old man with white hair lying on the ground. There were a few Tie family soldiers wearing Tie Family clothes who were weakly maintaining order.

There was a tall but skinny young man, who ignored the soldiers' obstruction, stepped forward and knocked on the door panel hard, knocking the boards loudly. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Shopkeeper, okay. Give him a bowl of hot water!"

At this time, the shopkeeper Du finally dragged his injured leg and limped over with the help of his friend. Seeing this, he hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Young master, come back quickly, come back quickly."

The boy did not move, but turned around and said, "Uncle Du, let's carry the people outside in to give him a bowl of hot porridge."

"No, no." Du Jianghang waved his hands repeatedly.

Li Zisheng pointed to the pounding door panel and said seriously: "Uncle Du, at this time, we will stand firm and not open the door, which will only make people outside more anxious. It is better to open the door and put people in and calm down your emotions!"

"this……"

The boy didn't care about Du Jianghang, but turned around and ordered the guys. The guys looked at each other for a few times. Seeing that Manager Du didn't come up to stop him, he followed the boy's instructions to remove the door panel.

I could only hear a burst of joy outside, "It's on! It's on!"

Li Zi rose to the ground and was small and flexible, so he rushed out of the door panel. One of the soldiers of the Tie family who maintained order outside greeted the young man in surprise: "Master Li, is this your business?"

The boy looked at the soldier a few times, feeling a little familiar, so hesitated and said: "You are..."

The soldier inserted the short wooden stick in his hand to his waist, tidied up his clothes, and respectfully gave Li Zisheng a big gift and said, "My benefactor is here, I will bow to you!"

Only then did Engong Li remember that the man in front of him was one of the few soldiers he rescued in the battle with Mi Thief. And he was the one with the least injuries but the situation was the most critical. It turned out that Zhu Dahu was hit hard in the brain, fainted in the crowd, and buried at the bottom. He was also very lucky. If the young man hadn't dug him out at that time, he might have suffocated to death in a moment.

Therefore, he was the fastest recovery among these wounded soldiers. However, the cavalry he belonged to could be called annihilated. Not only did their commander Tie Qianzhuang Shisanlang think about his mistakes behind closed doors, but the "two" cavalry were also revoked. So Zhu Dahu changed his post to become a "Public Security Army" and sent here to maintain order in the Liangxing Street.

Li Zisheng helped Zhu Dahu up and said, "Brother, don't be too polite. I am also happy to see Brother Zhu Dahu safe and sound. However... we should carry this father-in-law into the store and warm him up."

While the two were talking, the guy had already removed two door panels, just enough to allow an adult to pass through. So under Zhu Dahu's command, the guys and the big man who knocked on the door carried the old man who fainted into the store. It turned out that the old man who fainted was the big man's father.

Zhu Dahu also greeted his companions and entered the Li family store. Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was filling the old man with hot porridge to rescue him, Li Zisheng asked Manager Du: "Uncle Du, why are there so many people outside the door?"

Du Jianghang smiled bitterly: "It's not that Jingnan Grain Association has issued a sales restriction order. For example, our shop can only buy 500 kilograms a day. But today it's really evil. There were people queuing up a few days ago, but there were not as many people as today."

The boy felt aroused, and he asked naturally without thinking too much, "Then don't make trouble?"

Zhu Dahu next to him interjected, "Young Master Li, you don't know. The troubles were good more than ten days ago... Mi thieves were killed. Now they are all workers in serious blacksmith workshops. They receive wages every day and always have some food to eat. How can they make trouble?"

This time is completely different from the last riot. This time, the people have money but can't buy food, while the last time the poor have no money to buy food.

Li Zisheng turned his head and looked at Zhu Dahu and asked again: "Then your master's family won't come out to take care of it?"

Zhu Dahu spread his hands and said helplessly: "Who will take care of it? How to deal with it? Will force it to sell food?"

After hearing this, the boy immediately felt suspicious. This matter was not right. Li Zisheng somehow always felt that the Tie family was absolutely inseparable from these things, and they shouldn't have been dealing with them passively at all.

If the Tie family and Jingnan Grain Association join forces to use this grain to make a vote, then everything makes sense...

No, things can never be that simple!

At this time, the old man who fainted was awakened slowly. He knew the cause and effect and learned Li Zisheng's identity from the friend. He pulled his son to the contemplative young man. He thumped his head and kowtowed a few times.

This interrupted Li Zisheng's idea, and he hurriedly bent down to pull the old man up.

The father and son were both workers in the Tie Family Workshop. This father-in-law Zhang seemed to be gray-haired and idly, but in fact he was only in his early forties. A few years ago, he was sick and could no longer work, so he called his second son from the countryside to come to the city to inherit his father's business.

The boy helped the two of them up and asked politely: "You don't have to be so polite. You guys have some questions and I want to ask you two. I wonder if it's possible?"

"Little benefactor, please tell me, my father and son must know each other."

Li Zisheng smiled at them and asked, "There are all workers in the blacksmith's house outside the door?"

Both father and son nodded.

"Then why are you all here to buy food today?"

Brother Zhang replied weakly: "I heard that the price of this grain will rise. The shopkeeper was kind-hearted and prepaid us for three months' wages, so he came here to sell grain after work."

There is such a kind shopkeeper?! Although he is young, he really doesn't believe this statement. However, this situation is in line with a guess in his mind.

Li Zisheng asked, "Brother Zhang, can you show me the money your employer has sent you?"

"Why can't it work, second son. Take out the tickets for the young benefactor."

Li Zisheng took the money from Zhang Er Ge, looked through it for a while and asked, "Didn't you send the Black Iron Wuzhu coins?"

"No. They are all these bills."

After hearing this, the boy showed a thoughtful expression on his face. Then he slapped his forehead suddenly, stuffed the tickets into Brother Zhang's hand, said thank you, then turned around and walked quickly to Manager Du, and said seriously: "Uncle Du, I have something to tell you!" Without waiting for Uncle Du to agree, he reached out and pulled his sleeve to walk towards the inner room.

Du Jianghang looked at the boy strangely, not understanding what his young boss wanted to say, so he had to follow Li Zisheng into the inner room.

At this time, the restaurant on the second floor of Zhaixing Tower was full of wine and the leftovers of the banquet disappeared. The crowd had already started to whisper across the table.

President Zhu Cheng of Cheng Jia stood up, holding a wine glass, and sang: "Dear colleagues, I just said that I would like to buy this third glass of wine to be kept in touch."

He paused, looked around everyone, and naturally exuded the pressure of a natural person on his body, and said proudly: "Now, this president wants to announce a resolution, which is also the common decision of us, the members of the Grain Association. That is, from tomorrow, the grain companies, the grain companies, and any industries under the grain companies will refuse to accept the food coupons from Tiantongmen! From now on, Jingnan will only circulate the tickets from our Jingnan Grain Association!!"

President Cheng Da raised his wine glass and whispered: "I wish our Jingnan Grain Association will dominate Jingnan for this glass of wine, and it will never be easy!"

He raised his head and drank it all.

This time, the people below were not as proud as before, and they were suddenly in an uproar. Even though the wealthy merchants were all huge wealthy. These people were already mentally prepared, and when they heard such sensational news, they couldn't help but feel shocked in their hearts.

Strictly speaking, Li Zhaochang can only be regarded as an outsider of the Food Association. After hearing this, he suddenly realized and started to make things happen in the past few months.

In October, the Yunmengze Incident not only caused the crops of farmland by the lake, but also caused strange celestial phenomena in southeast Jingzhou, and local agricultural production was greatly affected, especially the late rice that began to be harvested in late October.

Starting from November, the affected people in various places gradually concentrated in Tieshan City. The grain prices in the city began to rise, and by the end of the year, it rose to three times that of previous years. Because Jingnan Grain Association was the only grain merchant in the market that owned a large amount of grain, it not only recovered most of the issued tickets, but also ate many depreciated Tiantongmen grain tickets. Some of these food tickets immediately flowed into Yangzhou to purchase grain, raising local grain prices.

Around the Chinese New Year, "water bandits" appeared in Yunmengze, and the transportation of bulk goods from Yangzhou to Jingzhou was paused. Grain prices continued to rise. Tiantongmen had to temporarily close its business because there was no grain to replace, and the food coupons were depreciated for a while. Many people had to take out their food coupons to exchange for the small amount of grain hall tickets on the market at high prices, and then go to the counters to buy grain.

In mid-January, the Tieshan Rebellion hit the grain shops in the Grain Street. After being pacified by the Tie Family, the grain prices soared again, reaching the highest price fifteen times that of previous years. Jingnan Grain Association began to restrict sales, and priority was given to exchange for grain hall tickets, and continued to suppress grain tickets. The circulating grain tickets on the local market basically flowed into the hands of Jingnan Grain Association.

On January 25, the Jingnan Grain Association officially announced that all subordinate businesses would stop accepting grain coupons.

The truth is revealed at this point!

The most unbelievable fact is that Jingzhou has not been short of food at all during this period. At least according to Li Zhaochang, other parts of Jingzhou have not suffered major disasters, but they are a little worse than in previous years. It is not something he can know why the food there was not shipped in time.

There is also where the reserved public grain of the grain association went, and he was reluctant to even think about it.

From this perspective, there was no strong group behind the whole incident. He didn't believe it if he killed Boss Li.

But he was still a little unsure. Could it be that the loose consortium of local merchants in Jingnan in the Grain Association really fought too long to hold the Tiantong Gate among the eight heavenly gates of Jiuzhou ticket industry?

At this time, a man dressed in a small hat and a manager ran up from downstairs, hurried to President Cheng Da, leaned close to his ear and muttered a few words.

Cheng Jiazhu's face darkened and he was powerful without anger. He turned his head suddenly and looked at Li Zhaochang, the leader of Yishun Hall, with his eyes like a knife!

This is exactly:

The north wind blew cold snow,

The wildfire sways.

The rich man does not hear the people cry,

Listen to the jade flute in the spring scenery of the garden.

Not in hell, the ghost is screaming,

But it is the jackal on earth who laughs.

Why bother to shed tears to worship the souls?
Chapter completed!