Chapter 45 Business visit
"What do we do next?"
Zhang Liang is obviously not a person who likes to shirk responsibility. Compared with looking for responsibility, he is more inclined to find solutions to problems.
"Perhaps we should take back part of the relief food first. If we add the 5,000 hu of food, we can at least fill in the holes in the looted army food." Zi Nu thought for a while and said slowly.
But as soon as her words fell, Han Fei in the corner interrupted without hesitation: "No, the previous 10,000 hu rations are just a drop in the bucket. If 5,000 hu is taken back now, it will definitely damage the hearts of the people of Nanyang." Huge blow. Not to mention..."
Speaking of this, Han Fei paused for a moment, glanced at Zi Nu, and then continued: "Don't forget, we still have a game with the Emerald Tiger."
Han Fei and Emerald Tiger once made a ten-day bet, with the Jagged Alliance as a guarantee, Emerald Tiger bet 10,000 gold, betting that Han Fei would not be able to suppress the price of food within ten days.
Later, as the game expanded, Emerald Tiger bet on all of his property to gamble on Han Fei's life.
That is to say.
Looting rations is a capital offense.
But once this bet was lost, Han Fei would still die.
"Then what should we do now? The time of the bet is approaching. If the price of food cannot be kept down as promised, not to mention the crime of looting the army's food, I am afraid that it will be difficult for us to resist the Jagged Alliance alone."
The young Zhang Liang was a little unsteady, so he seemed most anxious at the moment.
By contrast.
Han Fei and Wei Zhuang on the side were much calmer.
Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.
This sentence is easy to say, but there are only a handful of people who can really do it.
Han Fei touched his chin and said in thought: "Now all the layouts have been completed, the gears have all been fitted, and there is only one grain short, as the last power..."
But the question is, where should he get this last grain?
"If we just need food, there may be someone who can help us."
Just when everyone was at a loss, a figure suddenly appeared in Zi Nu's mind, and she spoke slowly.
"who?"
The rest of the people cast their gazes one after another.
Zi Nu did not answer immediately, but looked at Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang aside and said, "Do you think a businessman will take action if he has obtained business information in advance?"
When Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang heard the words, a figure immediately appeared in their minds: "The person you are talking about... is he?"
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Inside the inn.
Jun Mo is brewing a pot of tea comfortably.
This pot of tea is not for himself, but for the coming guests.
"Knock knock knock~~~"
The tea boiled, and at the same time as a wisp of fragrance escaped, there was a knock on the door.
"coming!"
A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Mo Jun's mouth, he came to the door of the room, and stretched out his hand to open the door.
As expected.
The figures that appeared outside the door were Han Fei, Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang.
"What are the four of you doing?"
"Han Fei, I met Mr. Shi."
The trip of the four of them was obviously dominated by Han Fei. When Mo Jun opened the door, Han Fei first arched his hands.
Han Fei said: "Han Fei is here to do business with Mr. Shi."
Mr. Mo squinted his eyes and said, "I don't know what kind of business the Ninth Young Master wants to do with you?"
Han Fei said: "Han Fei wants to buy a batch of grain from Mr. Shi, a large amount of grain."
Mr. Mo immediately showed a smile when he heard the words, and said, "It's a coincidence that the Ninth Young Master came here. There is really a batch of grain waiting to be sold under his hands. Please come in quickly."
As he spoke, Mo Jun stepped aside and invited the four of them into the room.
After entering the room.
Han Fei first noticed the teapot being cooked on the table, and his eyes narrowed.
"How much grain does Jiu Gongzi plan to buy?"
"Fifteen thousand hu, I wonder if Mr. Shi can prepare it?"
Han Fei and the others obviously had already calculated their needs, so when Mo Jun asked, Zhang Liang replied directly.
Mo Jun paused slightly for the hand that was pouring tea for the four of them, and then said: "Fifteen thousand hu, this is not a small amount... But it just so happens that I have a batch of grain in my hand, maybe it can really be done." Meet the needs of several people."
"Really?"
As soon as this remark came out.
In Zhang Liang's and Zi Nu's eyes, there was a hint of undetectable joy.
To be honest, before that, they had indeed guessed that Mo Jun would probably prepare a batch of grains, and sell them on a large scale during the disaster in Nanyang.
But 15,000 hu of grain is not something an ordinary small caravan can afford.
Mo Jun smiled and said: "Hehe~~ It's a coincidence, with the strength of the caravan, I couldn't raise so much food, but fortunately, I got the news in a timely manner, so there is a business company that is willing to reach a temporary agreement with me. cooperate."
"I don't know what price Jiu Gongzi plans to pay for this batch of grain?"
"What price does Mr. Shi plan to offer?" Han Fei said
"The price of food in Xinzheng has now risen to three gold and a half a hu, but since the ninth son is buying in large quantities this time, I will naturally give a little discount."
Mojun held his teacup, pretended to think about it, and said, "Let's do it! Two golds and one dendrobium, what do you think of this price?"
Han Fei's eyes froze when he heard the words, and said: "Mr. Shi's bid is not sincere!"
Mr. Mo smiled and said, "Oh? Then I wonder how much "sincerity" the Ninth Young Master thinks it should be?"
Han Fei replied: "It is said that Mr. Shi sold grain last time, and the price was set at one gold and one dendrobium. I think that my status is not inferior to that of the previous one, right? Shouldn't Mr. Shi be fair when doing business?"
Mo Jundao: "What does the Ninth Young Master mean?"
Han Feidao: "One gold and one dendrobium, Mr. Shi thinks the price is like..."
Before Han Fei finished speaking, Mo Jun said decisively: "Deal!"
Han Fei: "..."
Oops.
The asking price has been raised.
Looking at 'Mr. Shi' who was drinking tea and looking at him with a smile on his face, Han Fei didn't know that he had been scammed.
But Han Fei is Han Fei after all, and he quickly regained his composure and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Shi."
"What? Is Jiu Gongzi planning to go back on his word?"
"Of course not, a gentleman promises a thousand gold, Han Fei still has some integrity..." At this point, Han Fei paused slightly, and then said: "It's just that Han Fei has a small favor to ask Mr. Shi Help me out."
"What is it?"
Han Fei's eyes flashed, and he said: "It's very simple. When Han Fei wants Mr. Shi to transport grain to Xinzheng next time, he'd better use his reputation as a businessman from Qin to enter the city with great fanfare..."
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Thanks for the reward of 500 coins in Mengzhong Zhimeng.
(end of this chapter)