Everyone left Jingzhao Mansion, Fu Sanhuai carried the list of merchants.
Chu Qing was looking out the window with a faint smile on his face.
He finally figured out something about something he couldn't bear.
What he can't stand is not this world, this damn world, but himself. He can't stand himself, his own weakness, and his own compromise. These are what he can't stand.
The peace of mind, the peace of civilians, the peace of merchants, didn't calm his heart that was always restless and beating wildly.
He is willing to do the right thing, can do the right thing, and can't wait to do the right thing, just like his father Chu Wensheng, who would rather offend the emperor than spend money to help the victims.
Withdrawing his gaze, Chu Qing looked at Tao Ruolin: "Thank you."
Tao Ruolin just nodded lightly and did not ask why Chu Qing thanked him. She only knew that the vague haze between Chu Qing's eyebrows had disappeared without a trace when she turned and left Jingzhao Mansion.
Li's Rice Cang, the first stop for Chu Qing and others.
It's called Li's, and it's the first stop. Naturally, it's not a random choice. The owner behind Li's rice warehouse is none other than Li Mansion, under the name of Li Lin, the second young master of the Li family.
More than twenty guards followed the carriage quickly. After arriving at the Li family shop in Nanshi, Tong Gui stepped forward and opened the door. Chu Qing was the first to get out, followed by Chang Xian, Tao Ruolin, and Fu San.
And down.
The shops opened in Nanshi are definitely not sold to the common people, but to other merchants in large quantities. The other merchants then sell them to Beishi or Xia County. The middlemen make some profit from the price difference, and the distributors sell them to those who really need them.
People, such as refugees, and people who want to help refugees, distributors raise prices, middlemen raise prices, and the source is the rice merchants who raise prices.
The large group of people shocked the shopkeeper. He ran out immediately and knelt outside the door after seeing the guards' uniforms.
The imperial guards almost never leave the palace area, and once they leave, they will not wear swords or armor unless they are escorting members of the royal family out of the palace.
There is also a saying about saluting the prince. Local officials are divided into different grades. Those with lower grades kneel on both knees. Those with higher grades kneel on one knee. Military generals kneel on one knee. Those with higher grades also depend on the occasion, but common people must kneel down.
Yes, no matter what the occasion or place, you must kneel.
Chu Qing took the merchant list handed over by Fu San, glanced at it slightly, and looked down at the shopkeeper: "Your name is Hu Guangcai?"
"Yes, yes, sir, the villain is Hu Guangcai."
The guys also came out. They were all young people, about a dozen of them. When they saw that their posture was broken, they knelt down behind Hu Guangcai obediently.
Hu Guangcai is a potbellied man, about forty years old, with ordinary facial features and an ordinary appearance. He is really ordinary, not ordinary like Ding Peng.
"My name is Chu Qing, and I am known as the Evil Force Modifier. Being a household minister is just my hobby. My real identity is the deputy commander of Qianqi Camp. Recently, my family has been eating a lot. I want to buy some food, okay?"
Hu Guangcai raised his head and swallowed: "Qian...Qianqi Camp?"
"Not bad, any questions?"
"Buy...buy food?"
"yes."
"The villain...the villain can't be the master." Hu Guangcai's sweat started to flow down his chin: "The villain is just...just a shopkeeper, he can't be the master."
Anyone who can do business in Nanshi and still manages such a big granary is not a fool. Even if he didn't know that his second young master and Chu Qing were about to have their brains knocked out, as soon as he heard these words and saw this posture, he knew something was wrong.
The deputy commander of Qianqiying brought the prince and a group of guards to buy food. Isn't this nonsense?
With a "pop" sound, a loud slap hit Hu Guangcai's face.
With this big-eared post, Chu Qing used all his strength to knock Hu Guangcai to the ground.
In fact, Chu Qing has a lot of bad tastes, but they definitely don't include making things difficult for an "ordinary" shopkeeper.
This slap can be described as a hateful blow.
According to Qianqiying's investigation, the first company in Beijing to raise the price of rice grains was the Li's Rice Warehouse.
The Li family had already gotten wind of the refugees before they arrived in Beijing, and privately purchased large quantities of rice and noodles to stockpile. After the refugees gathered in the south of the city, they began to distribute grains at high prices, selling them to the Ministry of Household Affairs for disaster relief, and to some people in the city who wanted to provide relief to the refugees.
People, sell to people who really need food.
Pulling Hu Guangcai up and pointing at the painted red sign, Chu Qing sneered: "Damn fat man, come here, tell me what those four words are!"
Hu Guangcai, who was covering his face, was already trembling with fear: "Li...Li's rice warehouse."
"Then tell me again who you are."
"Li's Rice...the shopkeeper of Li's Rice Barn."
Chu Qing threw Hu Guangcai away and narrowed his eyes: "This is a rice seller. You are the shopkeeper. I am here to buy rice. If you tell me that you can't make the decision, then who should I go to, not the shopkeeper?"
I want to find the people who farm the land?"
Changxian, who has found troubles recently, puffed up his chest and said: "How dare you play tricks on me!"
Tong Gui laughed ferociously and pressed the handle of the knife.
"It's gone, it's gone, it's gone." Hu Guangcai knelt on the ground and begged for mercy; "I don't dare, I don't dare. There is no food in the barn. There is no food. I don't dare to play with His Highness."
Chu Qing winked at Fu San.
Fu San nodded in understanding, drew out the short knife from his waist, and aimed at Hu Guangcai's heart to stab it in.
Chu Qing was startled: "Fuck, wait a minute, what are you doing?"
"Master, don't you want to kill this bitch?"
"I'm going to ask you to go to the back and see if you can find rice."
"You told me earlier."
Fu San put the dagger back and entered the shop with a look of reluctance.
Chu Qing had a scared look on his face. It was better not to make any winks or gestures in the future. Fu San had a bad temper to begin with, and his IQ was shockingly low.
Squatting down, Chu Qing patted Hu Guangcai's face: "Find a grain of rice and I'll chop off one of your fingers."
A good person, who would follow the Li family?
Or to put it another way, would the Li family promote a kind-hearted person to be a shopkeeper?
You must know that during this period alone, several waves of refugees came and went, and the Li family's rice and grain store alone made more than ten thousand dollars. Nothing or anyone related to the word "Li" was good.
Fu San ran out with a gloomy face. Chu Qing was slightly startled: "Didn't you find the rice?"
Fu San shook his head.
Chu Qing's face was full of disappointment: "Not a grain of rice?"
"No."
Chu Qing cursed her mother secretly and looked at Hu Guangcai: "Where's the rice?"
"It has been sold for a long time. No, really not. Sir, how dare you talk nonsense?"
Chu Qing, who looked unwilling, waved his hand: "Let's go to the next one!"
Everyone was extremely helpless and came aggressively, but in the end, not even a hair was lost.
As he was about to get on the carriage, Chu Qing cursed: "I called Li's rice warehouse, but there wasn't even a grain of rice. Damn it."
Fu San then cursed: "Who says it's not the case? There isn't even a bag of rice, just hundreds of bags of flour piled up."
"What the hell?" Chu Qing turned around in confusion: "No rice, but some noodles?"
"Yes, are they all piled up in the warehouse?"
"Didn't you say there wasn't even a grain of rice?"
"No, there is only flour."
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San was very innocent and repeated: "Really, there is no rice, only flour."
Chu Qing was extremely angry and waved his hand: "Hit me!"
Tong Gui and the other guards didn't say anything. They were so angry that they rolled up their sleeves and started to fuck Fu San.
Chu Qing hurriedly shouted: "Who the hell asked you to beat Fu San? He asked you to beat the shopkeeper if you dare to trick me...and the second prince, beat him!"
The guards still didn't say anything, turned around and rushed out, surrounding Hu Guangcai and beating and kicking him.
Chang Xian bared his teeth and shouted: "Beat me to death!"
Hu Guangcai was immediately submerged in the big feet. He covered his face and begged for mercy.
"There's no rice, there's no rice. Stop beating me. I really don't have any rice..."
Tao Ruolin stood behind Chu Qing, who was fuming, with a smile like a flower: "If Mr. Chu doesn't hide the rules of this world, then come and re-write the rules of this world, and I will help you."
Chu Qing turned his head and stared at Tao Ruolin for a long, long time.