Da Qin: Summon the sweeping monk at the beginning

Early the next morning, the only salt shop in Xianyang City opened.

The guy who opened the door, as soon as he opened the door of the salt shop, was suddenly startled, and the whole person's face was shocked, his eyes were wide, and he looked incredulous.

If he looked closely, his breathing was half a beat faster.

I see,

At the entrance of the store, there is a long queue, and the tail of the line has no end in sight.

Some of the people in line are in urgent need of purchasing salt, and some are afraid that the price of salt will rise again, so they stock up in advance.

After all, yesterday's salt price of thirty cents a pound is beyond the range that many people can afford. ，

Who knows, will the price of salt go up?

"Why are there so many people today?"

"It's still the prime minister, this group of ignorant civilians can only be led by the nose."

He murmured to himself, with a hint of mockery on his face, and looked at the crowd in front of him with disdain.

"How much salt is the price today?"

A middle-aged man at the front of the line spoke, holding a small crumpled cloth bag in his hand, containing money, which was all hard-earned money.

He came here in the early hours of the morning to line up to grab a bag of salt.

At home, his daughter is already extremely weak because there is no salt.

No matter how expensive the salt is, you must buy a bag today, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Today's salt price, like yesterday, is still one pound and thirty dollars!"

The guy from the salt shop said in an indifferent tone, with an extremely proud attitude.

When the people in the back line heard thirty cents a pound, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in their eyes, and there was a fire in their hearts.

However, they dare not vent, they can only dare to be angry and dare not speak.

Yesterday, a person, dissatisfied with the rise in salt prices, loudly questioned the salt shop, but was caught by a group of black-clothed men who suddenly appeared and broke his legs, and the means can be described as very cruel.

The middle-aged man in the first place, when he heard thirty cents a pound, his whole face changed, and the hand holding the cloth bag was also trembling slightly.

"Grinding, buy or not? Don't buy the fuck off! "

The guy from the salt shop shouted loudly, and the whole person was condescending and full of indifference.

"Buy.... I buy.... Give me half a pound. "

The middle-aged man's face was very depressed, and he said in a weak voice.

"I'm sorry, half a catty can't be sold, at least you need to buy a catty, this is the rule of our dispenser."

The guy from the salt shop said in an arrogant voice, with disdain in his eyes.

"What? Can only buy a pound? "

"I was able to buy half a catty yesterday."

"Your treasurer's heart is too dark, how can ordinary people have so much money?"

"Don't let us live?"

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The people in line could no longer bear it, and with angry expressions on their faces, they all spoke.

For them, they could have bought half a catty for fifteen dollars, but now they need to buy one catty, which costs thirty dollars.

You know, thirty dollars, but it is equivalent to the income of ordinary people for half a year.

"No one forced you to buy it!"

The salt shop guy looked at the angry crowd, his heart tightened, and said loudly.

At this moment, from a corner around him, a group of men in black appeared.

They look fierce and vicious, and their bodies reveal a brutal aura, which makes people dare not look directly.

This is the group of men in black who broke the troublesome man's legs yesterday.

After seeing these people, the crowd in line suddenly quieted down, their faces with a touch of horror, and their eyes showed humiliation.

The middle-aged man in the first place gritted his teeth, his hands were trembling, and he took out the money in the cloth bag and handed it to the salt shop guy.

A pound of salt has already spent all his savings.

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Xianyang, inside a luxurious mansion.

"Pray to the Prime Minister, as soon as the salt shop opened today, there was a long queue, and these ignorant civilians all rushed to buy salt."

A man in black knelt on the ground, his eyes radiating essence, and said respectfully.

After hearing the report, Lu Buwei's slightly squinted eyes revealed a trace of essence, his fingers kept tapping the armrest of the chair, his face was ancient, people could not see through his mind, he lowered his voice and said lightly: "What is the mood of the civilians?" "

"The mood of the commoners has begun to stir, and even some people have been scolding the king for incompetence in the process of purchasing." The man in black spoke.

Lu Buwei opened his eyes slightly, and the fingers tapping on the armrest also stopped, and the corners of his mouth revealed a wistful arc, and the whole person looked even more grim.

"Tomorrow, the price of salt is forty!"

He said lightly, his expression extremely cold, as if he had said something very common.

What the?

Forty salt prices?

The man in black kneeling on the ground was full of shock, and his breathing became much faster.

You know, the original price of salt was only ten dollars, and in just a few days, it has skyrocketed to forty yuan!

"Subordinates obey!"

He suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a respectful voice.

For him, the Prime Minister's orders are only carried out!

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