Chapter 1271: One battle to determine the southwest (8) [Please give me a monthly vote]


    Kangguo, Fengluo.


    Although Kang Guo and the Southwest Allied Forces were fighting each other and the battle was very hot, the territory was still peaceful, and the royal capital Fengluo was even more peaceful. The prices of grain shops not only did not take advantage of the situation to rise, but also dropped. The fruit and vegetable products are a little fluctuating, not much.


    The young scholar stopped at the door of a grain shop.


    His eyes fell on the hanging food price sign.


    "What a handsome man, but what do you want to buy?" The servant didn''t dare to drive away the young man in his outfit, and told the boss softly that such a big man had been standing at the door and not buying things to affect business.


    The boss turned his eyes and waved his hand to show the servants to do his job. She would give this person a pass, with a passionate smile on his face. As the saying goes, don’t hit people with a smile. If you want to make money in business, you must not only have good quality and low price, but also give you sufficient emotional value.


    The young scholar pointed at the sign.


    "Is this price new grain this year?"


    The grain price in other regions is three times that of it, or even three times that of it, and it cannot buy food. Whenever there is war outside, grain merchants will take advantage of the chaos to rush, and the price can even be as high as twenty or thirty times. This place is the royal capital of Kang State, and it is really weird that the price of grain is so low.


    The boss smiled and said, "How could it be new grain? The farmland in various parts of the capital has not yet been harvested, and this batch is from last year. Although it is not new grain, the production area is in Heyin, which is of high quality. It can make people feel fragrant by cooking it with simple firewood."


    "A top grade?"


    The boss smiled and said, "It''s the best."


    The young scholar obviously did not care about food evaluation. He cared about something else: "The young student is a foreigner and studied all the way. I heard that Kang Guo was fighting with the southwest, and the frontline soldiers were bound to eat and use. Why is the food price in the country so low?"


    The boss said in a daze: "Are you low?"


    Young scribe: "Very low."


    This price makes him want to buy and sell.


    But the boss said, "The price has risen this year when the war has increased."


    As he said, he sighed.


    Although Kang Guo is crazy about building bridges and roads, transportation still relies on cattle and horses. Ordinary people have limited scope of activities and merchants can be farther away, but they cannot withstand the vast territory of Kang Guo. The boss has never been abroad in his life and knows little about news about other countries.


    She did hear her father say that other places are expensive.


    If you make a fuss, you can make a fortune.


    However, if you do this, you won’t be able to get the goods.


    “The purchase cost is more than 30% higher.”


    Young scholar: “…”


    No, when did grain merchants have such a conscience?


    Don’t you all make money while taking advantage of the war?


    He was afraid of being beaten, so he did not say this in front of his boss, but chose to tempt it. But the boss waved his hand quickly, and his face was filled with horror at the age of fifteen and sixteen: "This is not something that can''t be done. How could you look at Jun, your husband, be so dark?"


    The young scholar said that some places outside have prices for grain, and if she had channels to collect a batch and sold it, the profit would be extremely high.


    The boss''s reaction surprised him: "Why aren''t you moved?"


    "I can''t move any more."


    Seeing that the young man was confused, the boss thought that the other party was coming to study in another place, and a sense of responsibility and pride arose.


    Patiently explain the reasons to the other party.


    Kangguo needs special official qualifications to open a grain shop.


    Grain merchants who have obtained qualifications cannot collect grain from the hands of the people. They must go through official channels, with stable purchase prices and guaranteed quality. Except for the A-grade rice and grain, other grades are not allowed to be sold across states. The first time they are found, the fines and warnings are added, and the second time they are found, the sales qualifications are directly revoked. Of course, small-scale private transactions will not be affected, just do not exceed the amount.


    There are also standards for the price increase and price reduction of grain shops.


    If the standard exceeds the standard, the common people can complain.


    The young scholar frowned: "...So, should farmers give priority to the government''s output by farming? Merchants cannot collect on a large scale? What is this strange truth? Is it not the government''s final decision for more and more to collect more?"


    "Mr., that''s not what the reason is."


    The boss doesn’t understand the tricks of the government, but she knows businessmen.


    Merchants travel from south to north, with relatively many information channels and are sensitive to grain prices. Those unscrupulous merchants faked the weight when collecting grain, suppressed the price, and delayed the payment. Of course, it doesn’t mean that those farmers are completely innocent.


    In order to sell more money, some farmers use inferior products as good products as good products is still a trivial matter. Some farmers directly soak in water or add stones. When merchants come to collect grain, the outermost part is good grain. If the deeper part is not checked or if the inspection is not carefully, you may be cheated.


    When the government collects taxes, the grain will be collected and the silver will be paid to the farmers. The grain merchants will collect grain from the government. Both sides can save trouble. As for whether there is any corruption in the government, isn’t it all the matter of the royal court? The common people don’t know anything else. They just need to know that the supply of grain stores is abundant and the prices are stable, and they can buy it as long as they want to buy it.


    The young scholar still found it incredible.


    With the problem, he submitted the long-prepared prayer letter to the Qifu Sizhu, leaving behind his current collapse. The night is getting darker and the nightlife in the royal capital has just begun. The young scholar looked at the crowds of tourists on the street, and a phantom whispered in his ears.


    “How come there are so many widows on the street?”


    When I saw the owner of the grain shop just now, I wanted to ask.


    It is obvious that he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, so he has made a widow''s bun.


    There are more and more pedestrians on the street, and there are more and more women in the style of buns, from thirteen to fourteen to thirty or forty. Although my hair is clean and my clothes are bright and delicate, it looks very awkward. The young scholar did not answer, but just asked all the way to a nearby mansion, looked up at the plaque at the main entrance, and his eyes suddenly became clear. The phantom beside him also looked at him, "Your sister''s house."


    This is Lin Feng’s mansion.


    Not long after, a carriage came from a distance and stopped at the main entrance. A middle-aged man in official uniform got out of the car.


    The phantom looked carefully: "It looks a bit like An Zhi."


    The young man said, "He is the fourth uncle."


    First brother of my father and his fourth uncle.


    Judging from this attitude, Lin Xuan should have just returned from the government office. Lin Feng wanted to support his great-grandfather, and his fourth uncle Lin Xuan also wanted to respect his grandfather. He just lived together, and the grandfather and grandson took care of each other. Lin Feng went to the front line, and Lin Xuan stayed in the royal capital.


    The phantom looked at the mansion with lanterns hanging high and sighed.


    "This house is so grand and worth a lot of money."


    The place where they found a low collapse is not good, but the price is not low. If you ask around, it is basically the same market. I heard that except for a few officials who were granted houses and bought houses early, other officials rented houses in the capital, and the rent was not cheap.


    Fortunately, the salaries of officials also have rental subsidies.


    The young scholar watched Lin Xuan enter and turned and left.


    "Sure, don''t you go to see your fourth uncle?"


    "No need, it''s just a worry."


    I had dinner casually in the restaurant on the street. When I returned to the bottom of the house, I saw someone at the door ready to wait for me. The patterns on the carriage are consistent with the Qi Mansion, and the owner''s identity is about to emerge.


    "I have met Mr. Lin, my master has invited me."


    The young man nodded: "I''m in trouble."


    As soon as Qishan got home, he saw a greeting letter with the Gods'' logo. He looked at the signer and raised his eyebrows and immediately ordered someone to pick him up. He wanted to see what some Chinese societies wanted to do.


    The first time I saw a young man, Qishan felt that he was kind-hearted. There seems to be an old friend between the eyebrows and eyes.


    "Dare you ask about your surname?"


    "Lin, Lin Su, whose courtesy name is Anzhi."


    Qi Shan suddenly remembered why he was familiar with this surname.


    "I don''t know where my ancestral home?"


    “Lingzhou.”


    "What is the relationship between Lin Langjun and the Lin family in Lingzhou?"


    “That’s my family.”


    This statement verifies Qi Shan’s conjecture, it is indeed Lin Feng’s relative. This person came from the central mainland, and the Lin family did move to the central area that year. Since he is from the Lin family, Lin Su didn''t go to the Lin family to recognize his ancestors and return to his hometown. Why did he go to his side?


    Thinking of the content on the prayer post, Qi Shan''s eyes were dark.


    "I wonder what happened to Langjun Lin when he came to visit?"


    After a busy day, Qishan just wants to wash up and go to bed quickly.


    Although there is no major problem in Kangguo''s territory, there are many trivial matters, and during the period when he was appointed as the governor, his waist has been thinner twice. When you open your eyes, it’s worth it, when you close your eyes, it’s dreaming. When you don’t come back, he feels that life can be seen at a glance. The country''s reign was such a boring and hard work. Qi Shan couldn''t help but love Qin Li Gu Chi and Chu Yao back then.


    How did these people survive?


    I didn''t understand the pleasure of holding the power, but I learned to worry about it like an old mother. If he hadn''t been successful in his cultivation, he would have been able to compare his white hair with Chu Yao over a period of time.


    Naturally, I didn’t have the time to compete with LYB from the middle.


    In one go straight to the point!


    I can''t tell a word, so I''ll knock it out immediately!


    Lin Su saw the impatientness under Qishan''s seemingly kind face, and also became sensible to the topic: "For the sake of the things mentioned in the book, when the young actor reviewed the General Library of the Gods Society, he found that Qizhu Club had read the content related to ''clone''."


    Qi Shan heard this and was too lazy to disguise himself as he pretended to be kind.


    The dark eyes were filled with cold air, as if Lin Su in his eyes was a dead person: "Langjun Lin asked what he did?"


    Lin Su said: "Because, the young actor is also investigating."


    Qi Shan looked at the other party silently: "Are you checking Qi?"


    "Of course not." Lin Su was unwilling to let Qi Shan have an excuse for an attack and clarified the misunderstanding. "Xiao Sheng had a close friend who died for some reason. I heard that the secret book of the main club records the method of resurrection from the dead. But I had no idea and accidentally learned that Qi Zhuang Club also had the same needs. Xiao Sheng ran thousands of miles and took the liberty to visit the main club."


    The word "Finish Friend" is hard to control the prayer for good deeds for more than ten breaths.


    He woke up from his memories: "Your best friend?"


    “Well, it’s me.”


    The third sound sounded inside the house.


    The sound comes from an illusory figure.


    Qi Shan''s pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the phantom gradually emerging in the air in disbelief. He saw a ghost in broad daylight... Oh no, it''s already night now. He quickly calmed down and asked the ghost.


    "Are you a human or a ghost?"


    The phantom, who was suspected to be a ghost, smiled bitterly: "Probably, is it a ghost?"


    Lin Su said: "He became like this after he died."


    Qi Shan: “…”


    He never believed in ghosts and gods and felt that his three views were about to collapse.


    Are there really ghosts in this world?


    After all, he is an important official who can supervise the country. Kang Guozhong Shuling, Qi Shan used his extremely fast speed to calm down, but his mind was uncontrollable to think about something else - if a person dies as a ghost, where is Yuanliang''s soul?


    "I would like to ask the main club to help me, and I am very grateful."


    Qi Yuanliang is the main club. He has contacted more secrets than he has, and the library of books between the branches is not interrelated. Perhaps there is more critical information in the northwest? Regarding cloning, about resurrection from the dead, if you don’t believe in praying for good, there is no progress.


    Who knows—


    Qi Shan said regretfully: "I can''t help you."


    Lin Su''s first reaction was that he didn''t believe it: "Why should the main club beware of the young actors? The young actor''s trip was not a representative of some Chinese associations... If the main club can help this, any time he is sent in the future, as long as the young actor does not violate loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, he will never refuse!"


    Qi Shan said: "Clone does not mean resurrection from the dead."


    Lin Su wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qi Shan.


    The Secretary of the Kang Guozhong showed his gentleness and patience that he was rare in daily life and said slowly: "To be honest, your experience is somewhat similar to my early years. I also lost my best friend, and the biggest regret in this life is him. If one life can be used to pay for one life, I am willing to exchange him back to the world, let alone ''clone''?"


    The words are sincere, and even those who don’t understand him can hear it.


    "You are running around for your best friend, just like I did back then. If you could really help this, how could you refuse you?" Qi Shan also regarded "cloning" as a life-saving straw back then, "But that is not a resurrection technique, it is just a separate individual with the same bloodline with the body of your best friend. To put it bluntly, it is a newborn without any memory..."


    The young man wearing Taoist robe relaxed his shoulders and became glad: "Anzhi, I said there is no so-called resurrection. I am a man, a dead man, and his body is rotten into bones. How can I give birth to myself?"


    This is completely unrealistic.


    Unlike his relaxed and gratitude, Lin Su shivered.


    The young man couldn''t help but feel scared when he saw the phantom.


    "Even so, it''s better than nothing." Qi Shan used Shen Tang''s words to persuade Lin Su, but Lin Su didn''t take this trick. His obsession was heavier than Qi Shan. "So what if it''s not him? So what if it''s newborn? The road must always be taken step by step!"


    Take this step at least to get closer to the goal.


    Qi Shan saw that he was stubborn and did not stop him.


    Just the other party wants to help, Qi Shan can''t help either.


    He had a premonition that if he got involved, he would inevitably fall into self-obsession and became paranoid and didn''t know what he would do. In the words of the master, literary scholars are a group of neurotics who can take care of themselves on the surface and have good brains, but once the keywords are triggered, they may become ill. Saying that illness is not a disease, but it will cost life if you commit it!


    This floodgate cannot be opened!


    Qi Shan expressed his polite rejection, and Lin Su pursed her lips and said nothing.


    Just when Qishan thought the other party was in trouble, Lin Su reached out and took out a small accessory from her waist and pushed the accessory to Qishan. When he took his hand away, Qi Shan saw the whole picture of the accessories clearly, as if he was struck by lightning! It was a Pisces-headed jade pendant, with the jade pendant engraved with the Qi family pattern that Qi Shan is so familiar with.


    "This is…"


    Qi Shan choked and lost his throat.


    Shouldn’t this jade bead be followed by its owner to sleep in the holy land of mountains and seas? Why does it appear here? Why?


    Qi Shan''s eyes widened, his fingers trembled and did not dare to touch them.


    It seemed like it was a ball of fragile glass.


    Lin Su''s voice was in his ears: "Please pray to the Lord Club, do you think this thing looks familiar? It should be your close friend''s thing?"


    PS: Sigh, some lessons are indeed a fine to remember. A relative drove and scratched someone, and he didn''t know the process at all. After talking to another victim, he drove away. The other party called the police and he became an escape┓(`)┏


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